Author's Note:

There are many reasons you shouldn't upload fanfiction in the middle of the night... spacing, however, was not my fault. Fanfiction killed all of my formatting. Hopefully though, it's fixed now.
Thanks for your patience! :D And also, R&R!
EDIT:
I give up. I'm not allowed to fix the spacing. *cries in corner*

A small redheaded boy stood in his backyard, brainstorming with his stepbrother.
"So we can solve the problem of lack of pressure in open space! Ferb, I know what we're gonna do today!"
Ferb blinked- good naturedly- and pointed to Baljeet.
"Oh right-" The young Indian cleared his throat. "Where-"
Buford silenced the nerd and grinned. "Where's Perry?"
"Buford! I wanted to say it!"

Doo be doo bee do bah doo be doo bee do bah-

Perry the Platypus looked up at the viewscreen seriously, watching his boss and the company flunkie squabble cheerfully.
"Carl, for the last time you can't replace eggs with paper mache! Ugh. Anyway, Agent P; Doofenshmirtz has been stocking up on thumb drives recently. That can ONLY be PURE evil. Who KNOWS what sinister purposes could he have in store for these... electronic... thumbs..."
"Sir, thumb drives aren't actual-"
"Carl! What did I tell you about interrupting?"
"Sorry sir."
"Ugh. Okay, so, Agent P, get over there and put a stop to this. Godspeed!"
The agent saluted and dashed off.

AGENT - P!

Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated!

As Doctor D rubbed his hands together with satisfaction, Perry crashed in through a lab window, somersaulting and landing in a defensive position.
"Ah, Perry the Platypus! You're right on time! This- this one's a doozy." The scientist grinned. "You see, recently I've been feeling really, how should I say it... lonely! In need of companionship."
Perry put his hands on his hips and raised invisible eyebrows. Heinz glanced over at him and rolled his eyes.
"Not to say I don't enjoy our time together- I really do. But more and more lately I've been feeling like a girlfriend might be a good idea. So I built this!" He gestured dramatically, and Perry followed the point to a large, standard looking -inator with a platform attatched to it. "The ONE-TRUE-LOVEINATOR!"
The agent's eyes widened, and he looked at his nemesis as if to say Really? Really-really, Heinz?
"Don't give me that look! You know, actually, it's not really even evil per se, and since I didn't have time for a trap I'm just gonna let you slide today. Come over here, I'll show you how it works."
Cautiously, the platypus followed the doctor to the control panel situated on the front of the -inator.
Heinz placed his hand on a scanning grid, and the two watched the computer take it's information.
"You see, Perry the Platypus, when I took a vacation in Druselstein earlier this year, I met a strange gypsy woman who offered to read my palm for just a penny. While she was doing it, she explained about the love line- here," Heinz grabbed Perry's hand and examined it closely. "There- you see that line right there? It branches off of your life-line- well anyway, the position of your love line determines the quality of your love life..." He paused and sighed, glaring off into the distance. "Apparently, I was born without a love line. So I built a machine that takes factors from your other lines- life, spirit, temper and initiative- and translates them all into a love line! Pretty cool, right?"
Perry just blinked, so he went on.
"Well, after I did that, I built a machine- that's the One-True-Loveinator, right there- that scans the entire tri-state area for someone with the exact same love line as yours! It's genius!"
The platypus at Doctor D's feet looked reflective for a moment, and then opened his mouth. He would have asked if he was able to, but the gesture was enough for Heinz to get the question.
"Oh- you're probably wondering why I bought all those 10-gig thumb drives, aren't you?"
Perry nodded and crossed his arms.
"Well normally when building a computer this precise, I use one of my HUGE hard drives that I keep in the back room- but last week someone broke in and stole ALL of my motherboards, so I've been stocking up on extra space. It was necessary."
Ah. Perry uncrossed his arms and pointed at the machine. Well?
"I guess I... well, I guess I should test it out now, huh?"
The agent shrugged and shifted on his feet. He was curious about what results this would yield- of course, he'd have to dismantle it and return whatever poor soul the doctor brought here with the twisted device- but there was no harm in testing it out. Probably. Maybe.
"Alright, well... here goes..." Heinz looked down at his nemesis, one last time. "You know, it feels weird; you just standing there while I fire up some semi-evil machine... huh. Feels kind of nice, actually. For once. Anyway!" He pushed a green button, then a yellow one, and pulled a lever.
Light flashed across the laboratory, the machine sputtering and sparking but ultimately holding together.
"Here we go..." For the first time that day, the doctor felt nervous, and he started chewing on a thumbnail. Perry just watched with great curiousity and gave the doctor a bemused, affectionate look. It was little moments like this that made both of their days, and the agent felt a little ball of warmth in the depth of his stomach, watching this amazing thing that his ingenius nemesis had created. He almost felt... well, proud.
Almost.
But at the noise started to die down, a rush of steam obscured their vision of the platform, and both could see only a vague shape crumpled on the panel.
Heinz's heart jumped around like a caged tiger, and Perry tensed, ready to spring in and save whatever poor woman was sitting there, unaware of what she'd been dragged into.
The fog cleared, and both of them rushed over, then slowed down tentatively as they reached the stairs. Still shaking from excitement, Doctor Doofenshmirtz slowly reached down and touched the form's shoulder. She flinched at the contact, then sat up, facing away from them. The form stretched slowly; stringy muscles creating unrealistic shadows on her arms and what part of her back was showing, and then she turned around.
Slitted pupils, a perky, ethnic nose and a small thin mouth in the shape of an 'o' greeted the scientist and his nemesis.
"Wha- ha- ha-" She looked at Perry- and screamed.