Pablo jolted awake with a smile on his face. He peered over to his sleeping dad who was snoozing on Phineas' bed (Pablo claimed Ferb's) "Dad!" whispered Pablo trying to wake up his dad. When he knew that wasn't working, Pablo got up and marched over to his dad and pulled him right off the bed. "What! I'm up!" screamed Pablo's dad. "Morning dad!" screamed Pablo. "What time is it! Remember, we told Major that we'd be at O.W.C.A to help train some of the old agents." "Why are we training them?" "They might have forgot how to fight since it's been 8 years since O.W.C.A shut down." Pablo smiled. His dad was his best friend. It had been only 6 months ago when he got trained by Major (the leader of O.W.C.A) and found his dad after 8 years of being apart. A lot had happened to Pablo since that day. He got a nemesis, Dr. Evil, and now was a official agent at O.W.C.A. Now he got sent on real missions, but Pablo never got to go on them alone. His dad was always with him. Last time Pablo went on his own was that day. He trotted downstairs with of course, a smile on his face. After a simple breakfast, the two platypi left thye room unoticed, put on their fedoras and took a secret entrance to the lair. Pablo tube quickly made a different turn into his new lair.