SPLICED

Roses smalltalk:
Okay, this time this is really posted as a followup to the other P&F fics of me.
But as there probably will be some more chapters, this is not a standalone! And I will ad further chapters here.
Thanks for goes to all my dear reviewers and to tripperfunster (for her unknowingly inspiration) from devianArt and on which other sites o'ever I crossed her!

Greets Rose

SPLICED

Sometimes he hated it all.
The fact that he had to be a mindless pet on one side and on the other he was agent, nemesis and lover.
The fact that someone – scientist of the OWCA – had messed with a little, innocent, vulnerable platypus egg, a DNA-Splicer and a good dash human genetics.
And the fact, that he had – thanks to one of Heinz' inators – proof of.
And his all night present nightmares of loosing all his beloved ones and not be able to defend them, which he hated the most.
Last night he had even kicked Ferb in his sleep...

Doofenshmirtz put the screwdriver back on his workbench and turned to the big, currently open, panoramic window, gazed for one minute at the slouched silhouette of the platypus.
Poor Perry sat there – obviously in one of his brooding moods – watching the rain fall on Danville.
Heinz doffed his lab coat while stepping over to the platypus and, while sitting down by his side, he put the coat around the sagged shoulders of his "nemesis": "Gonna tell me what's nagging you, pet?"

Perry, thankfully for the warmth and the concern, cuddled deeper in the lab coat and leaned on the scientists side, feebly purring.
Heinz' hand came up, started to rub the agents neck and shoulders: "You're so tense..." and he assumed: "Nightmares again..."
Perry nodded, arched in the comfortingly touch and Doof stated: "You're not to blame for them, you know?"
The platypus nodded once more and rubbed his head against the mans side, purring a little louder.

"You know, what would do us some good?"
Perry looked upwards, a questioningly look in his brown eyes and Doofenshmirtz smiled: "A good hot bath... there still two hours left until Vanessa 's home!"

They fooled around like some teenagers, bubble bath could be so relaxingly inspiring sometimes...
Perry almost burst of laughing, seeing Doof with a giant foam bra, matching bubble wig and glaring at him.
Yes, life was fantastic again!
"Would you stop laughing at me," with a fake frown and a promising growl, "or I gonna punish you hard, Agent P..."
The sentence almost re vibrated through the montremes whole body and he tilted his head to one side, winked and chirruped in a provoking manner.
"You know," leaning in, brushing the tip of his long Nose against Perry's beak, "you're a tease, my "nemesis"!"
The platypus' answer was a low, rumbling purr. And with this he placed his paws under Doofs chin and pulled him in for a soft kiss...

They sat on the couch, a cozy fire flickering in the fireplace and cuddled up together.
"Still half an' hour left..."
Perry nodded and hold his notepad up and Dr. D red aloud: "Why's Vannie living with you now, something happened to her mother?"
He shook his head and nodded then at the same time: "Nope," and he snorted, "she has a new boyfriend. A major dumb ass and he and ex Missus Doofenshmirtz where about to send my little honey girl to a boarding school at the other end of the country... couldn't let this happen!"
Perry placed a paw on the Doctors tense hand and squeezed it gently, comfortingly, silently saying: I'm here for you. Always.
Doofenshmirtz smiled down at him and leaned then forward to brush a kiss atop the platypus' head, whispering: "Thank you my favorite nemesis..."
The agent rubbed his head against Doofs cheek.

She smiled a warm hello to her dad, standing in the kitchen and preparing dinner for them, and let him hug her tight before moving to her room to put away the school stuff, thinking of how much had changed over the last few weeks.
She, Vanessa Doofenshmirtz, living with her "evil" dad, no longer persuaded to bust him and really enjoying his company.
They worked great along together. She really shouldn't had listened to her mother that long...
Her dad wasn't a looser. Period!
After she had discovered by chance that the EVIL in Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated was an acronym and she had find out what her dads other firm was for, she even had to admit that her dad was a real genius.
His doctor title in evilness could be bought or not, the other two where earned and for real.

Vanessa scuffled out of her room – now clad in a comfortable black track-suit – and sat on the couch beside the fireplace, noticing the notepad lying on the side table she grabbed it to take a closer look at and while she flipped through the pages, her features changed from confused through amused to astonished.
"Dad," she exclaimed smirking, "why's Perry sketching you half naked with hearts all around your head; and why he's so good at it?"
Form out of the kitchen could be heard a shattering noise, followed by a high pitched shriek and a loud string of Druelselsteinian curses.

He had dropped the frying pan at what his daughter said and had surely some severe burnings from the boiling oil, but he didn't really feel them, even he was cursing.
He finally ended his cursing aria with the muttered words: "Curse you Perry the forgetfully cutie-pus!"
At that instant Vanessa stormed in the kitchen, anxious asking: "Papi, what in all heavens name happened, are you okay?"
He just stared to the floor, at the mess which once was supposed to be a healthy dinner for his beloved daughter.
His beloved daughter who had lived some wonderful weeks at his.
His beloved daughter who had given him a second chance.
His little girl he loved more than anything in all dimensions.
And his daughter, who now would hate him for being such a sick, insane bastard as he was in a relationship with a platypus, even if this platypus had some human genetics and was more intelligent than most humans he knew so far, even Perry was...
A hand was placed on his trembling arm as Vanessa spoke: "Dad, you're burned, let me take a look at it..."
He didn't move.
He simple wasn't able to move until Vanessa gently take a hold on his arm and pulled him over to sit down on a chair, asking him worriedly: "Dad, what's wrong, I just..." she took a deep breath, started over again, "Papi, you love who you love, at least this is my opinion..." she embraced him, "... and as I know you love me too... I'm okay with it. Do you hear me?"
Doofenshmirtz nodded disbelieving: "Wirklich, Vannie liebes*?"
Vanessa just nodded, then snorted: "Ja, ja wirklich, Papi! He's a way better choice than mom's new fuck-buddy. And now let me take care of those burnings... bitte**!"
Did his seventeen year old little girl just say fuck-buddy?

*Really, Vannie darling?
** yes, yes really, Papi! And now let me take care of those burnings... please!"