Second chapter! Hooray! XD

Anyway, this is the one that I wrote. ^^ I hope you enjoy. And sorry if mine's too short and boring. I'm not the…BEST author, but bear with me, kay?

Doofenshmirtz picked up the phone hesitantly-should he really do this? I mean…this is his NEMESIS he was worried about. He sighed wearily…it didn't matter. Not to him. No one…had to know, right? That he CARED for Perry? He could cover it up…and he didn't have to tell anyone. He narrowed his eyes in confidence as he dialed the phone number as quickly as possible. Doofenshmirtz crossed his fingers behind his back. Please please please please PLLLEEAASSE pick up! he pleaded in silence.

To his surprise, the Major picked up after the first ring. Usually he didn't pick up his calls at all. "Hello?" he greeted anxiously. "You there? Where have you been?"

Doofenshmirtz furrowed his brow in confusion. "Uh…yeah? This is Heinz Doofenshmirtz." he told him.

Francis sighed heavily in disappointment on his end of the line. "Dr. Doofenshmirtz! Don't do that!" he scolded.

"Do what?" Doofenshmirtz asked. "What did I do?"

Monogram sighed again, this time in worry. "…nothing." he groaned. "Except for…well, y'know. Trying to take over the Tri-state area. And we don't have Agent P here to…well, thwart you."

Heinz's eyes widened. "What is he diagnosed with? Will he stay ill for too much longer? Is he bedridden?" he gasped. "…will he be able to see me ever again? Will he DIE? Give me ALL of the details."

Monogram stayed silent for a few moments. "…diagnosed?" was all he managed to whisper.

Now it was Heinz's time to stay quiet in shock. "I-Isn't he sick? Isn't that the reason why he hasn't been here for the last week?" he questioned, a little afraid of the answer.

"We…don't know." Monogram admitted, shame apparent in his voice. "He won't come to work…maybe he quit."

Quit…Doofenshmirtz cringed at the word. If Perry was to somehow…QUIT…his life would be meaningless, just an unwanted existence that was put to the side. "How could you say that?" Doofenshmirtz squeaked. "Perry the Platypus wouldn't just quit!"

Even though Doofenshmirtz couldn't see him, he imagined that Monogram was shrugging. "I don't know. Maybe he missed his other life." he suggested. "Maybe he wanted to-" but Doofenshmirtz didn't hear any more. He had slammed the phone on the receiver, fuming at Monogram's theory. "So stupid." he muttered. "Perry wouldn't just QUIT."

Doofenshmirtz plopped down on the couch, switching on the television. He flipped the channels. If you were in the room, it sounded something like this:

Today on-Time for the-let's sing our ABC-Tune in for-GWAHH!-Leslie, how could you?-Summer nights, everyone is sweet-I LOVE YOU-I hate y-Kis-Falling-H-

Doofenshmirtz's stiffened at the words "I LOVE YOU". He quickly flipped back the channels to the one program. It turned out to be an anime…one that he had never heard of before. It was called Fruits Basket. He looked in awe as the mean person fell in love with the kind girl. The girl traced her fingers around the boy's hair. "I…don't care is…you're the cat. I-I love you, Kyo-kun!" she squeaked. The boy, Kyo, flinched back. "I don't deserve your love, Tohru." he spat.

Doofenshmirtz propped his feet on the table, and was upset when the episode ended. For some weird reason…those two anime characters reminded him of Perry and himself.

Perry the Platypus, where are you?

Disclaimer: I do not own Phineas and Ferb, it belongs to Dan and Swampy. T_T DUH!

I also do not own Fruits Basket (some people know it as Furuba). It belongs to Natsuki Takaya.