A Poached Platypus
Chapter 1
Perry laid in the cage looking gloomy. He wondered if he was going to be free, to be with his family again, but most importently, he wondered if he was ever going to be Dr. Doofensmirz's nemesis ever again.
Since the poacher that kidnapped him, he couldn't contact his boss or outside world. He was all alone with no friends to bust him out of this dreadful place.
He sighed sadly as a teardrop rolled from his cheek, onto his bill, and dropped on the floor of his cage.
Hi, I'm Major Monogram and you are probably wondering what the heck happened? Why is my loyal and trustworthy Agent P locked up like this? Who had done this awful, cold hearted and cruel thing to him? If you think Dr. D did this, I must say that you are absolutely positively wrong. This may come as a shock to you readers, but you'll all understand once we go back to the beginning.
I turned to my intern. "Carl, roll the film."
"Yes sir!" He saluted and pressed the button for the camera to start rolling. We sat back and watched the projector screen.
"160 million years ago, our planet Earth was home to none other then the dinosaurs!" A T- Rex roared on screen and scared the smeller dinos away. A pterodactyl flew onscreen next. I stood up, not looking pleased.
"Carl!" I shouted. Carl stood up.
"But you said that we go back to the beginning sir." I sighed.
"Not that beginning. Change film."
"Sorry sir." He went and changed the film and pressed the button again.
"Goo, goo!" I looked on screen and was shock to see me as a baby in my crib! My mom was waving my rattle in front of me.
"Who's a good Fran- Fran?" She teased. "Who's a good Fran- Fran?" Off-screen as an adult I slapped myself while Carl giggled at my nickname as a baby.
"Goo!" Baby me grabbed the rattle. Mom gasped with happiness.
"Very good Fran-Fran; now here comes Franny Jr." A stuffed bear came to my side.
"You had a stuffed bear called Franny Jr?" Carl wanted to know and giggled. "And your mama used to call you Fran- Fran?" He giggled some more. I eyed him.
"Carl I was a baby." He stopped snickering. "Now stop bickering and play the right film this time."
"Yes sir." He changed films as I heard him giggle one last time. He pressed play and went to my side as we all watched.
It was a bright summer day in Dansville. Birds were chirping and all was peaceful.
Phineas and Ferb sat in their normal spots under the tree going over what to do.
"Hmm what to do, what to do." Phineas wondered out loud. He looked at Ferb. "Ferb any suggestions?" Ferb shook his head and shrugged.
"Hmm, well we got to do something. " He looked around and noticed their pet missing as usual. "Hey, where's Perry?" Again Ferb shrugged.
The platypus went by the bushes. He went to "Agent P" mode and put on his fedora. He was about to go to his mission when all of a sudden, a brown sack snatched him up! His hat fell to the ground.
He tried to get free but couldn't. He then heard an evil snicker and was thrown in a vihicle.
Outside, the truck started its engine and drove forward to its destination.
Isabella ran to the boys, out of breath.
"Hey Isabella." Phineas greeted her. "What's new?"
"It's terrible!" She cried. "Pinky's missing; I can't find her anywhere. Have you guys seen her?"
"Sorry." Phineas told her. "Haven't seen her. Perry's gone too; have you seen him?"
"Phineas, Perry is normally gone by now. But Pinky rarely disappears, she could be anywhere. I'm really worried about her."
"I know!" Phineas snapped his fingers. "We'll help you look for her and maybe we'll find Perry in the process!" That made Isabella happy.
"Awe you'll do that for me Phineas? You're the best!"
"I know." Phineas looked at his stepbrother. "Ferb, I know what we're going to do today." He and Ferb got up and started looking with Isabella.
"Pinky's probably fine." Phineas told Isabella. "Don't need to worry."
"But I am worried Phineas!"
"Agent Pinky." Wanda; the Chihuahua's boss told the dog agent. "Usually we let you foil Professor Poofenplotz plans to rule the world but this is urgent. Apparently Agent P from Francis Monograms division has been platypus napped by a mean poacher. We need you to go rescue him and fast." The chihuala barked, saluted, and bolted out. "Good luck Agent Pinky." Then the screen turned itself off.
"Where is Agent P?" I wanted to know. "He should be here and I was not to tough on him."
"I don't know." Carl admitted. "Maybe you should check with the watch."
"Carl that's a great idea."
"Well thank you sir. I am an intern who helps with ideas, that's my job."
"No Carl." I gave him the mop. "Your job is to help the agents and clean up their messes." He took the mop and started moping.
"Yes sir." He said, not too thrilled.
I was about to go to check on Agent P when the phone rang.
"Answer it Carl." I told him. He looked up from his mop cleaning.
"But you told me to mop the floor." He protested. I eyed him.
"Carl answer the phone or you're fired."
"Yes sir." He put the mop aside and went to answer the phone. As he did that, I went to check up on Perry.
"Major Monogram!" Carl slid to me and fell to the floor.
"Well that's weird." I said.
"That my nickname is Dr. Coconut made up by Dr. D?" I looked at him.
"No err yes that's totally weird, but not what we're talking about right now. I can't contact Agent P for some reason. I tried everything but I'm not reaching him."
"Sir Agent P got platypus napped this morning." Carl informed me. I was shocked as he stood up.
"What?!" I put my hands on his soldiers. "Agent P; but how can that be?! Who told you this?"
"Wanda." He said. I released my hands and cocked an eyebrow.
"Wanda from the other division?"
"Yes. She got the news and just sent Agent Pinky out to look for him."
"We should go to."
"Yes I agree."
"Then let's…."
"Sir, no wait!" But it was too late; I slipped and fell on my butt.
"Carl!" I roared. "I thought I told you to mop up the floor."
"I did sir, but then the phone called and you told me to answer it. I did and I can't do two things at once." I stood up and dusted off my pants. "You know that."
"Mop up this mess, and then we'll go."
"Yes sir." He started mopping.
I sighed a few moments later.
"Mop up this floor later." I told him. "We need to go help Agent P."
"Yes sir." He put the mop away and we went out of headquarters to meet with Wanda.
Pinky sniffed the ground in Phinea's backyard. Her nose then tracked Perry's leather fedora. She looked at it and wondered what it was doing here. She decided to go warn Isabella and friends. She took of her fedora, put it away, and grabbed the platypus's fedora in her mouth. In pet mode; she dashed of to show it to them.
"Arf, arf, arf!" She barked.
"Oh there you are Pinky." Isabella said when she saw her.
"See?" Phineas told her. "I told her she'll come back; she's just like Perry, always coming back eventually." The dog stopped and dropped the fedora in front of her owner's feet. Isabella bent down and looked at it.
"What's this?" She asked. Phineas grabbed it.
"Wow!" He said. "Harrison Ford must be filming his latest film and dropped this by mistake." He looked around. "Hmm, wonder if he's here so I can get a personalized autograph from him."
"You know," Ferb said. "He's getting old, so he must be retiring soon if not now." Phineas looked at his stepbrother.
"So? He might be still doing autographs; I can always hope can't I?"
"Well yes." Phineas looked back at the hat.
"There we go. Ferb I know what we're doing today!"
"Guys; look!" They noticed a note in the hat.
"I have your platypus." Phineas read out load. "If you ever want to see him again, too bad! Signed Richard Evilston."
"Oh no!" Isabella said. "That's awful! Poor Perry, I hope he's okay." Phineas put the note in his pocket and look determined.
"Come on." He encouraged. "We got to go save him. Ferb, I know what we're doing today"
"Phineas." Isabella said. You said that already." Phineas looked at her.
"Don't I say that everyday?"
"Well yeah."
"Well there you go then."
"But Phineas, Perry must be miles away from here; we don't know where he is. How are we going to find him?" Phineas thought about this then snapped his fingers.
"I know! We're use Pinky!"
"Pinky?"
"Yeah you know. First we'll let Pinky sniff the hat which will lead us to Perry! She'll be our guide and show us the way."
"I don't know Phineas, we're just kids. I mean, even if we do find him; how are we going to outsmart this poacher? I mean, he's bigger and stronger then us. We'll be creamed seconds flat! There's no way we can outsmart him, it's too dangerous and risky."
"Isabella I don't care if the guy has a gun, knife, or a powerful whip. He has our pet and I won't rest until he's safe and sound. My summer won't be complete knowing he's in danger."
"But he disappears everyday and you don't seem too mind. You just get back with your plans like nothing happened."
"Yeah but this is different. This time I know he's in trouble and I am determined to get him back no matter what!" Isabella sighed, took the hat, and bent down to her dog.
"Pinky." She told the dog. "Sniff this to get the poacher's sent and lead us there; then we can hopefully rescue Perry."
"Arf!" The Chihuahua barked. The dog took one good sniff of Perry's hat. When she was done she began sniffing the ground. Isabella stood up. The dog lifted up her head.
"Arf, arf!" The tiny dog rushed off.
"Guys I think Pinky's onto something." Isabella observed. "Come on!" She and the boys ran after the Mexican dog. They all stopped when they saw Buford and Baljeet come into the backyard.
"Oh hi." Baljeet greeted them. "Whatha doin?"
"Buford, Baljeet!" Phineas said. "We're on a rescue mission. Perry's been platypus napped. Want to come?"
"That's too bad." Baljeet told him. "Who would kidnap a platypus like Perry?"
"We assume it's the guy with this fedora." Phineas grabbed the hat and showed it to his Indian friend. Baljeet looked at it.
"You mean Harrison Ford kidnapped Perry?"
"No just someone else with a fedora."
"It could be him. I mean you can't trust anybody when it comes to this. Ford may be the culprit."
"I doubt it. I'm getting his autograph when I see him after we find Perry I mean."
"Hmm, I don't know. We're just kids and if he's Ford you know how strong he is. We'll be cre…" Phineas went down on his knees.
"Please?!" Phineas begged. "This is my stepbrother's and my loveable pet Perry who we're talking about. The one who always come home safe and sound when our creations disappears. The one who chatters, the one who makes me feel better whenever I look at him when I'm depressed. Filled our sorrows when Bucky died, was there when we were mysteriously saved from our bus that was falling off that cliff. Sometimes he even participated in whatever we were doing. He's our pet and I love him." He stood up. "I won't rest until he's found, so who's with me?"
"I am." Ferb offered.
"I am." Isabella raised her hand.
"Me too." Baljeet decided. "I want to find Perry."
"I guess I'm in." Buford said. "Since I got nothing else better to do.'
"Great!" Phineas said, "We'll start our search right away." He looked around to see that Pinky wasn't with them. "Hey Isabella, where's Pinky?"
"Pinky." Wanda told the dog. Carl and I were with them. "I am going to go back to headquarters. In the mean time, you will go with Francis and Carl to go rescue Agent P."
"Arf!" The dog replied. Wanda patted the agent on the head. "Good. I know you'll do well. Good luck Agent Pinky." Wanda left as Pinky barked one last time and saluted.
We were about to leave when we bumped into Dr. D.
"Oh hello Francis, Pinky, and uh…"
"Carl." Carl told him.
"Carl right!" He said. "Whatever anyways how are you guys doing? I was just in the neighborhood and I saw you here so I…"
"You can't live without Agent P?" I guessed. Dr. D then broke out crying.
"YES!" He cried. "Of course I can't live without my nemesis. Without him I'm nothing. I'll invent a killinator to kill myself if I can't be his nemesis again if I have to but I don't want to, so can I go with you guys and save my nemesis before something bad happens to my platypus nemesis?"
"Dr. D." "I never knew you felt this strongly about Agent P. You and him really love to hate each other don't you?"
"Well you know what they say; keep your friends close and your enemies closer. So can I come with you and save him please? He's my best frenemy." I looked at Agent Pinky.
"Should we?" I asked.
"Arf!" The dog quickly replied.
"Okay Dr. D." I told him. "You can come." Dr. D excitedly went to our side as we started walking.
"Yippeeeee!" He cheered. "Oh thank you! You don't know what this means to me!"
"Constant pain for the rest of your life?" Carl assumed.
"Well yes, but it'll be pain of joy, not hurt."
"Just don't do anything stupid." I told him.
"I won't!" He promised. "Geez you got nothing to worry, I won't!"
And here we are readers; back to where we started! Now it all makes sense doesn't it? If you are still confused to what the heck happened, you probably didn't listen or read it. I'm not repeating myself. I may be old but I'm not that old that I repeat myself over and over again. Go back and reread it. I don't care if it takes you 90 more times to finally understand it; because I'm starting Chapter 2 right now rather you're ready or not.