* I did change the time frame a little in the first chapter. Instead of it taking an hour to build the other dimensionator, I revised it to a few minutes to fit this chapter.

Chapter 2

(Perry's POV)

I slipped away from the boys at the last minute. I wasn't worried about them, though. They were only trying to remember the plans they had today.

Throwing my fedora on, I ran to the side of the house and jumped through the chute in the trashcan. I expected to see many of my fellow agents darting around in the trams and tubes underground. And as I passed the floor levels, I received a big surprise.

No one was here. I stared curiously at the empty rooms and halls. It was a ghost town. Was there a holiday today?

I finally stopped down in my lair. Sprinting over into my chair, I turned on the main frame of the computer. The screen flashed to reveal Major Monogram.

"Thank goodness, Agent P, we thought you had gone missing, too," Monogram said, his voice filled with anxiety. "This situation is bigger than your nemesis's current invention. As you saw, nearly all of our agents have mysteriously disappeared." At this, I got out my notepad and pencil to gather as much information as he had to offer.

I looked up and gave him a questioning stare. "Only a few of our agents have known locations. We need you to join the search with them." I continued the gaze. "Sorry, Agent P, but Dr. Doofenshmirtz will just have to wait for you to foil him."

"…Um, sir, I think I need help over here." I heard the intern's voice from off-screen.

"It's always something with you, Carl! One moment, please." I rolled my eyes as Monobrow walked away from the broadcast.

My fingers drummed against the edge of the seat. How could that many operatives go missing in one day? Surely they'd all have enough sense to send backup if things started to go over there heads.

"Sorry, about that," Major Monogram apologized as he reappeared. "Carl was having technical difficulty with the new security cameras you installed. They kept stalling and tiling but they should be up and running in a few moments. Now back to the task at hand-"

"Major Monogram," Wow, I've never heard Carl speak so frantically before. "You may want to come and see this."

"Do you not see that I'm trying to do a briefing, Carl?"

The nasally-voiced teen suddenly ran on-screen with one of my cameras in hand. "This footage only happened a minute ago."

My boss studied the footage curiously before his eyes went as wide as Candace's yelling mouth. It was the same expression he wore when his holographic projection became mesmerized by his video image. It was kind of creepy.

"Um…"

I nodded my head, trying to urge him to continue.

"I don't suppose," Monogram began, slowly. "You remember the Other Dimensionator?"

Do you honestly need to remind me?

"Well, you may want to look in your backyard-" I never heard him finish the sentence, for I was already zooming up the tube. Why can't this thing go any faster? At that point, all thoughts of the missing agents went in one ear and out the other. All I cared about was the boys.

I finally reached the surface of the backyard and wasted no time in ripping off the lid of the trashcan. Only one thing stood in that yard.

The Other Dimensionator.

A million questions ran through my mind as caution guided me to the machine. How on earth did Phineas and Ferb get their hands on this thing again? My sight gazed around the yard, trying to find them. I looked back at the 'inator' again.

Please don't say where they went where I think they went.

My hand met my forehead as I started to pace. This cannot be happening again. I don't know what was worse, the reconstruction of this monstrosity, or the fact that my boys were fending for themselves in the other dimension. My fists clenched. I swear, if anyone even laid a finger on them –

My watch started beeping before a projection of my boss's face materialized. "I know how upset you must be right now, but I'm afraid we must focus on the missing OWCA members." An angry growl resonated deep in my throat. He wants me to give up on my owners? Just like that? "Forgive me Agent P, but it's for the-" I turned off the watch, ceasing to listen about anything else he had to say.

Yanking the watch off my wrist, I tossed it across the yard. It made an oddly satisfying crunch as it hit the tree and broke on impact in the grass.

Spinning around, I reached up and wrapped my fingers around cold steel. My arm pulled down as the portal to the other dimension opened.