Victor sat on the chair behind his desk. His fingers were resting on the keyboard of his computer but he wasn't typing anything. He was just thinking, trying to figure out once and for all if he had feelings for Christina. So far, the jury was still out.

He looked at the clock for the time: just after six pm. Technically, OWCA agents were supposed to be in the office from seven am to seven pm but OWCA's five top agents were allowed to leave early if they told Major Monogram first. Victor actually had no idea whether he was in OWCA's top five or not but he didn't want to risk it.

Eventually he decided to give himself a break. He got up off his chair and left his office. On his way to the water cooler, he came into contact with Terry the Turtle. He had been planning to give Terry a scowl as he passed, but he was surprised when Terry gave HIM a scowl. "What's your problem?" Victor asked.

Terry just ignored him and turned the corner.

Victor frowned, standing in the middle of the corridor. He didn't understand why Terry had glared at him. Seeing as Victor hadn't done anything personally to the turtle, he had to assume that it was something to do with Christina. But why Terry was annoyed with him about Christina, he had no idea.

Unbeknownst to him, Perry was also thinking about Christina. Back at home, he was wondering if Christina actually did have feelings for Victor. He knew how the otter felt about the bobcat, but he wished he knew if Christina returned those feelings.

Realising he was driving himself crazy thinking about it, Perry settled down in his bed to go to sleep. He was just drifting off when his watch began beeping. Stifling a sigh, he answered the call. "Sorry to call you in so late, Agent P," said Major Monogram's voice. "But it seems that Doctor Doofenshmirtz has activated some kind of –inator. We'll need you to get over there and smash it."

Perry sighed aloud and got up. Being careful not to wake Phineas and Ferb—who were unaware of his double life—he snuck out of the room. Going down a pipe to his lair, he grabbed his flying scooter and took off.

When he got to DEI, he flew through a newly created hole in the roof and landed his scooter. He always felt a little paranoid when setting foot in DEI after hours.

"Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated!" sang four voices.

Perry jumped three feet into the air with fright.
He glared at the Slacks, who had appeared out of nowhere. "After hours…" they finished.

"Little late tonight, aren't we, guys?" Perry glared at them.

"We didn't expect you so late," said the leader, shrugging.

Perry got out his torch and, switching it on, investigated the lab. There seemed to be nobody there, until Perry rounded a corner and saw Heinz Doofenshmirtz, dressed in his pyjamas, standing out on the balcony next to a massive –inator. He seemed on-edge, and when Perry went out onto the balcony behind him and chattered, Heinz spun round in fright. "O-oh, Perry the Platypus…"

Perry gave his nemesis a suspicious look. "How come you haven't trapped me yet?" he demanded.

Heinz looked very uncomfortable and nervous about something as he struggled to reply. "Is everything okay?" Perry asked.

"Y-yeah. I-I haven't taken my sleep m-meds yet so I'm a b-bit on ed-edge."

Perry frowned, getting even more suspicious. "What-?"

All of a sudden, something hit into Perry and sent him flying into the wall. He scrambled to his feet and looked up into the scared face of his nemesis.

Then a small figure landed lightly in front of him. It was a platypus. A pink platypus. A female platypus. She looked the same age as Perry, who was thoroughly stunned and was unable to move when she launched herself at him. The platypus bowled Perry over and pushed him to the ground on his front, holding his arms as if she was arresting him.

Perry heard someone slow-clapping. He managed to look up and he spotted a familiar figure emerging slowly from the shadows. "Rodney," spat Perry.

"Agent Perry the Platypus," Rodney said, grinning maniacally. "I see you've met Agent Thirteen."

"Her name is Naomi," snapped Heinz from over on the balcony.

"Her official name is Naomi," sighed Rodney. "She is LOVEMUFFIN's newest secret weapon: a highly skilled, genetically enhanced platypus. She's stronger, faster, stealthier, and smarter than you. She can bring down a whole organisation on her own. But first, she's going to destroy you."

Perry took in a sharp breath.

"It's her prime directive," Rodney said smugly. "Destroy Perry the Platypus. All I have to do is say the code word and she will destroy you. Won't you, Naomi?"

"Yes sir," said Naomi, speaking for the first time. Her voice didn't sound as robotic as Perry expected. "I live to serve LOVEMUFFIN."

"Good girl," smirked Rodney. "Now, Agent Thirteen: use your scythe."

The effect on Naomi was instant. She leapt off Perry and landed a few metres away in a fighting stance. Perry scrambled up and matched her stance. Then Naomi brought out of nowhere a stick, on which she pressed a button. A massive laser scythe blade came out of the end.

"Oh great," muttered Perry. "This won't be hard at all."

Naomi attacked.