"We're not going to talk about the O.W.C.A." Perry said with finality to a puppy pouting scientist."

"Perry Salone, Perry Smith, Perry Styles." Vanessa rambled on.

"Stop naming names! I don't need one! I'm just Perry!"

"What if Perry was your last name?" Vannesa asked herself out loud. "Anothony Perry, Andrew Perry...RICK Perry." She giggled.

Perry rolled his eyes and then let out a little breath of air. 'If Ferb knew how much I roll my eyes he'd try and make a perpetual motion generator out of me.' He entertained himself with the thought, snickering a bit.

The funniest part being that he could imagine the little boy, completely stoic and serious hooking him up to some tiny device and powering Danvil with it. The boys never failed to amaze him. He smiled fondly at the thought.

"What? What's so funny?"

He chuckled fondly before answering. "...It's nothing. Just..a...family thing." He smiled again.

Father and daughter changed glances before berating him with questions about his home life. He dodged, deflected, and ignored all of them.

He almost had he knee loose he could feel it. Just a little longer...

"Alright fine, but I won't tell you anything you could use to find them. One question each."

This slowed them down.

After a moment Doofensmirtz asked, "Are you married? Do you have kids?"

"That's two questions dad." Vanessa huffed.

"It's fine. No and yes."

"Oh do animals not get married?"

Perry thought a moment and almost said no. "Swans do, I think and some dogs, but no Platypus I've met ever has." The thought making him a little bit sad he decided to add something funny. "There was a story going around in Africa about a penguin marrying a bobble headed hula doll, but I don't know how credible that is."

Ignoring his humor and staying on topic Vanessa asked, "Wait so you have kids and you're not married? Are they adopted?"

Perry wrinkled up his nose. Just a little longer...

'No I'm adopted, but you don't need to know about that.' He thought a moment before answering, "They're mine.", he said and added to himself. 'Even if the legal papers say I'm theirs.'

"Okay so, is there a girl in the picture at all?" Vanessa ventured.

"Sometimes.." He said cheekily. At their looks he continued, "Hey I'm a bachelor, sue me!"

"Alright!" Doofensmirtz said gleefully and extended a hand for a high five. Perry slapped it and Vanessa huffed.

"Men."

Sensing a lull in conversation and thus in distraction, Perry couldn't help but drift back to his nightmares. Nightmares where he was discovered and either taken away or the boys were hurt.

"Whats the matter Perry?" Doofensmirtz asked pulling him out of his thoughts.

"...It's nothing..it's another family thing." He said quickly glad to leave it there, and leave while he was at it. His knee was free and the other was loosening readily.

"See Vanessa!" Doofensmirtz exclaimed. "Even Perry the goody-two-shoes has a messy family life! No household is perfect!"

Vanessa growled. "Yeah, but most families are normal and don't have an evil scientist-or a secret agent," She yelled angrily. "And would Perry even be a secret agent if there weren't evil scientists?"

Much as he wanted to escape he was a goody-two-shoes. He had to fix this. "Guys...GUYS...GUUUUUYS!" They looked at him and he coughed into his hand a bit embarrassed. "Right...C'mon Vanessa normal people lead such dull lives. What's an explosion in the kitchen every now and then?"

"But it's every. Day." She huffed.

"Yeah. How about making something with less..." Perry rolled his wrist not knowing the word he was looking for. "Kaboom." He decided.

His captors giggled.

"Smooth." Vanessa said before she and her father were taken to the floor by their giggles.

Perry rolled his eyes for the millionth time and pulled himself up one last time, effectively freeing himself. They didn't notice and continued laughing as he walked over to the inator and found a clearly labeled reverse switch right next to the off switch.

After turning himself back into a Platypus he went ahead and ht the self destruct button because, why not?

He chattered his goodbye and glided away to the sound of a curse you mixed in with the giggling of a normally stoic teenage girl.

All in all a good day.