A/N. This is a sequel to my story When the Platypus met the Evil Scientist
So I'd suggest you read that first, but it's not necessary. Just know that Perry and Dr.D are a couple in this story, and it will focuse on their relationship. I'll keep it PG, though (which by my definition includes vague depictions of kissing) but more focused on stuff I like this pairing for, that is the personalities of the characters involved, the complications their relationship would face, and cuteness.
"Good evening, Agent P."
Said monotreme saluted his superior, eager to get going. He had an appointment to keep, after all.
"I know this was supposed to be your day off, but it can't be helped. It's Doofenshmirtz, he is- Carl!"
"What!?"
"Where's the graphic? You know, all the pictures of silly-looking foreign people you got from Wikipedia?"
"Sorry, Sir," the intern squeaked.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you acting like that?" The Major demanded to know.
"No-no reason?"
"You're looking pretty red." Monogram remarked. "Are you coming down with a fever? Or have you eaten tomatoes again?"
The platypus chattered to get their attention.
Major Monogram turned to him. "I guess you just have to do without the informational presentation on Eastern European folk music, Agent P. We have reports that Doofenshmirtz has bought two tickets to the 'Bi-Annual Drusselsteinian throat-singing festival'. I guess we should generally anticipate that anything Drusselstein-related will in some way attract his evil-attention, huh? In any case, the problem is they have a strict dress code, and I'm not sure if you can infiltrate-"
"Krkrkrkt."
"Huh, I never noticed you were already wearing lederhosen and floral patternedclogs. I guess you're good to go, then."
"That's what I call professional, Carl." The major remarked after the agent had departed.
"Sure, Sir."
"Ah, there you are, Perry."
The platypus tipped his hat to the evil scientist.
"You're a bit late, though. Let's go."
The platypus hopped in the scientist's car, almost feeling like something was off when he wasn't trapped.
Nevertheless, he made sure to fasten his seat-belt. The doctor, however, didn't, and Perry wasn't sure if he should correct this evil behavior or not.
Not being certain. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately.
Ever since he had started dating his nemesis he had had to get used to not being certain of what to do. Not knowing what places were acceptable for dates, when it was appropriate to show affection, to what extent their relationship could interfere with their work, who should pay for their dates…
But perhaps the most surprising thing was that the uncertainly wasn't all that bad.
"Are you looking forward to this, Perry? I am! Back in Gimmelshtump, I never got to go see this show. Even if I eventually figured out how to unlock the cupboard-door from the inside and saved enough for the ticket, they would have never let me in dressed as I was, because it is the tradition in Drusselstein that you need to be wearing clogs for formal occasions such as this, and of course because of that one harsh winter all my shoes had to be burnt for warmth- Sorry, didn't mean to turn this into work."
The platypus shrugged to show he didn't mind listening to back-story, as long as it didn't lead to evil. After all, this was supposed to be a date.
"That was really not all that great, was it?"
Perry nodded. He usually liked all kinds of music (although he was slightly partial to Broadway musicals) but that had hardly qualified as music.
Dr. D agreed.
"I mean, it was just kinda weird-sounding. Less like music and more like hearing a moose being beaten with didgeridoos in an aluminum bath-tub. Not that I know what that sounds like. But on the positive side, I now know I wasn't missing much. Except for the quality-time with my family, but that's nothing out of the ordinary."
The car stopped. Perry hadn't really been paying attention to his surroundings, instead being concentrated on the doctor, and hadn't noticed they had already reached the D.E.I-building.
"So… Perry the- Perry. Would you like to come inside? Just, you know, for tea or coffee?"
The platypus shook his head and pointed at the clock, indicating it was late.
"Okay. No pressure. I had fun. Not because of the concert, more like despite it, but still. Fun. Fun was had."
Perry nodded, again uncertain of how to proceed.
Supposing it was his turn to initiate something after refusing his date's offer for coffee, Perry climbed over to the driver's side, settled on the humans lap and kissed him.
There was still uncertainly on both sides, but Perry estimated his technique had improved considerably, and he had made sure to brush his teeth before the date.
And in general it was easier when both parties were participating.
Based on his observations on human couples two seconds was an acceptable length for a good-bye kiss considering the time of the day and that they were in a public place, but as the human seemed unwilling to break the kiss Perry was more than happy to let it continue, and only end it when the doctor stopped to gasp for air.
Taking this as a sign the date was over the platypus opened the car door and stepped out, heading towards his vehicle.
And making a mental note on how his increased attention to dental hygiene had paid off.
"A-agent P! Hi!"
The agent saluted the intern on the screen.
Carl stopped, looking uncomfortable.
Silence.
Perry let it go on, knowing it was the best way to get the human to find the words and to open up about whatever it was he had wanted to talk to Perry about.
He was right.
"First of all, I'd like to say I didn't mean to spy on you. Except for the part where I spied on you, obviously. But I was trying to spy on you and Doctor Doofenshmirtz for decent reasons. To stop evil, surveillance, you know about that, right?"
Perry nodded. He had known that Heinz was under surveillance by the O.W.C.A, and that while he had made the decision not to engage in certain activities during the work-hours, it had been just a matter of time before the organization found out.
But Perry hadn't mentioned his new relationship with his nemesis to his superiors for one very simple reason; it was none of their business.
Carl seemed to disagree, however;
"Do you think it's a good idea? I mean, I get how the whole 'evil'-thing might be- There was this one girl in my glass in high school who asked me to help her cheat in her Social Studies-exam, and while I declined, I kinda wanted to, but I have to say she was WAY cuter than Doof…"
The agent decided that wasn't worth commenting on.
"What I mean is, I guess it's not against the rules? So I guess I don't have to tell Major Monogram?"
Perry nodded.
"Also, maybe you could tell me when you're up to, up to things." The intern blushed.
"Not that I WANT to know!" he hurried to add. "Just so I know what parts of the surveillance footage to skip! "
The platypus nodded.
"And just- Be careful, ok?"
