Authors Note:
Natty here! We lost our previous collab account because SOMEONE lost the password…
Ex Libris Anonymi: First of all: FUCK YOU MOTHA FUCKA and second: I did not lose the password WE lost the email not the password due to lack of updating. But *cough,cough* it took a certain author 6 months to finish her chapter *COUGH,COUGH*
Natty: …when are you moving out again?
Ex Libris Anonymi: When am I moving out! I got you for Christmas last year, and I never even asked for you I asked for teddy ruxpin!
Natty: YOU TAKE THAT BACK!
Ex libris anonymi: NEVER! *ex libris anony mi tackles natty*
Natty: Wanna start this now?
Ex libris anonymi: AFTER IM DONE BEATING YOUR FAAAACCCEEEEEE!
*after several long minutes of face beating*
Phew I think we are ready to start the story now…
Natty: Good. This A/N is super long. Natty is out, PEACE!
Ex libris anonymi: yeah yeah whatever start the film
*P.S! Check our profile because we just started a contest!
It was just a normal day for Dr. Doofenshmirtz. He was to get up, come up with an evil scheme, make up a trap for Perry and once everything was all set he would wait for Perry and be ready to press the button to trap him and explain his evil plan. He would try to execute his plan and have it foiled by Perry as usual. But when Perry was an hour late the scientist started to worry.
"What if he got into an accident on his jet pack, or maybe he was shot by some fighter plane thinking he was a UFO or something?" Doof decided that he should just get his mind off the whole situation and he should just get some business done.
First he played some Just Dance on the Xbox Kinect then he popped a microwave pizza in the microwave and sat down with it at his desk. He opened up his laptop and was going to check his emails. He looked around him to make sure Norm wasn't around when he typed in his password "twilightlover321".
As soon as he hit his inbox the computer said…
"You have one new message"
He clicked on the message which was entitled "URGENT"
It read….
Dear L.O.V.E M.U.F.F.I.N member,
We have a very important meeting today at 3:00 in the bowling alley to go over some new additions to the LOVEMUFFIN policy over bowling and pizza.
Heinz looked at the time and realized it was 2:30. He put his lab coat on and rushed out the door. He hopped on his scooter and made his way to the bowling alley.
Once he arrives he pays and rents bowling shoes, purchases a soda, and finds a seat at the LOVEMUFFIN table. At the head of the table is Rodney with a pile of papers which he passes around to all the scientist of the new policy. Doofenshmirtz could really care less. He hates Rodney and he really has no interest in his stupid rules. So for a majority of the time that they go over the new rules he doesn't pay attention. He just sits there and thinks about all the good stuff he is missing on T.V and playing Temple Run on his iPod. Of course Rodney and his busy-body self, highlighted all the things that applied to each individual person on all the policies he handed out. So far there was nothing highlighted until the last page.
All members must have a college degree in order to still be a member of LOVEMUFFIN.
'Great' thought Doof 'I don't have one of those…. I will just print a diploma off the internet.'
Once they finished the important business they played a game of bowling. Doof's team lost to Rodney's by 45 points. This put Heinz in a cranky mood for the rest of the night. He got home and the first thing he did was print a fake diploma off the internet and fax it to Rodney. 10 minutes later Doofenshmirtz got a phone call.
"Norm! Get that!"
"IT'S FOR YOU DAD."
"For the last freaking time Norm I am not your Father now get out my office!"
Norm left the office door open and sat in the closet. Doof face palmed and shook his head.
"Yes this Is Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated how may I help you?"
It was Rodney. He was laughing loud enough to be heard with the phone off his ear. "You think that I would accept this crap? Ha! I am sure you don't have a college degree I did a back ground check on you! What do you think I am, retarded?" Rodney then hung up the phone abruptly.
"I guess I'm going to college then..."