Charlene Doofenshmirtz was out in her kitchen enjoying her first cup of tea when the phone rang. She quickly answered it so as not to wake her still sleeping daughter.

"Hello."

"Uh... Charlene?"

"Heinz, is that you?" she asked not being able to clearly hear the person on the other end.

"My head hurts, what happened last night?"

Yup it was indeed her ex-husband. Charlene rolled her eyes at the phone.

"You tripped and hit your head" she answered.

Well it wasn't a compete lie, but he didn't need the full truth either. The full truth being he tripped, fell off a three foot platform, and had a wrench land on his head. He had been out cold for about five minutes. In the time Heinz had been unconscious Ferb had crossed the street, and everyone had said their good-byes to Candace, Jeremy, Baljeet, Buford, and Isabella's mom. If Ferb had not of gone looking for his drink he had left up on the stage it may have taken much longer to find Heinz. A headache and a lump were a small price to pay for clumsiness.

"Ugh, I feel awful." He moaned

"Don't feel too bad Heinz, you didn't destroy the house, or light anything on fire, it could always be worse."

"Thanks, but that's not what I meant..."

"Oh right sorry, Vanessa told us about the pills the doctors gave you, just take two every six hours until they're gone and you'll be fine."

"Thanks Char. Also I think I left my almond brittle pan behind. When Nessa brings the van back do you think she could stop on her way, pick it up for me?"

"I'll let her know, she's still asleep right now. You take it easy today Heinz, get some rest."

"Evil never rests." Heinz mumbled into the phone.

"What was that?"

"Oh nothing, I think I'll go take some pills now. Uh, bye." And he hung up before Charlene could think of a reply.


Phineas and Ferb were in the backyard cleaning up the mess leftover from the night before. It was Sunday so Phineas didn't have classes. The hardware store was a little old fashioned and was closed on Sunday's and Ferb had asked the tech-store for the day off ahead of time.

"So?" Phineas asked trying to make small talk with his brother, "was it weird meeting Vanessa's parents?" it was the best question his brain could produce on short notice.

"Not really." Ferb replied, "Although her father is a little weird" both boys had said "weird" at the same time causing them to burst into laughter.

"You want to know what else is weird?" Ferb asked suddenly "why are there no cups anywhere in the yard?"

His observation was of course correct. There were wrappers that had escaped the garbage can, as well as enough plastic forks, spoons, and knives to supply a small army. Paper plates littered a small section of the lawn, mostly by the patio door, but not a single plastic cup was anywhere in sight.

"Well, that is strange." Was all Phineas could think of as a reply. What else could he say?

"So?" Now it was Ferb's turn to think of question "have you spoke with Isabella this morning?"

"No, not yet. Should I have? Am I doing it wrong already? What if she has changed her mind?"

Ferb sensed a panic attack coming.

"Calm down!" he shouted at his brother. "It's only ten in the morning, you've not had enough time to do something wrong. I can personally guarantee you Isabella has not changed her mind, she's only liked you for the last ten years. And if I were you I'd maybe send her a quick text, just to say good morning."

"Right. Okay." Phineas took his cell out of his pocket "Hey wait, she's liked me since we were six? Really?"

Ferb rolled his eyes, "What, not obvious enough for you, was she?"

"Apparently no."

The two brothers continued to pick up the garbage, talking all the while they worked.


Perry was watching from the side lines waiting for an opportunity when both boys had their backs turned. When his chance came he triggered one of the many secret entrances to his liar. He gracefully exited a chute, did a back flip in the air and landed perfectly in his red swivel chair. The empty lair still smelled strongly of peanuts and squirrels.

The large monitor flashed to life and Major Monogram appeared.

"Good morning Agent P" greeted the major. "First I'd like to congratulate you."

Perry gave the major his best confused face.

"Ah, Carl told me, who heard from Wanda, who was told by Pinky, that his owner Isabella was now your kid Phineas' girlfriend."

This was indeed news to Perry. He had spent most of the night inside and was too busy trying to find out what Doofenshmirtz was up to when the fireworks were going on to notice Phineas and Isabella holding hands. Perry took the compliment for what it was. Even he had known that Isabella liked Phineas very much, and for a very long time.

"Now down to business." Major Monogram suddenly became very serious.

"Ever since you thwarted Doofenshmirtz plans yesterday he has appeared on several video surveillance cameras all over the Tri-state area. He appears to be taking swabs off the rims of cups."

As the Major spoke various clips of Dr. D collecting said samples appeared on the screen.

One of him in the hospital cafeteria.

One of him under the table at a corner cafe.

Another of him dressed as a waiter at a fancy restaurant.

And one of him being escorted by police from said fancy restaurant with a guilty look on his face.

There was even several photos from Perry's own surveillance system showing Doof picking up stray plastic cups from the night before.

"It appears as though he is collecting DNA samples, mostly single males ages sixteen to twenty four. We need you to find out what Dr. D is up to and stop him. Good luck Agent P!"

Perry saluted the screen before jumping off his chair and making his way to DEI.