Authors Note: Continuation! Thank you WordNerb93 for your requests! Who wants to do chapter 3? x)
***Oh and i need a new summary for this! The plot sort of changed...you'll see what i mean.
"Doof? Vanessa? Come on, why aren't you talking to me?" Platyborg pleaded to them, he was sitting in the backseat while Vanessa was in the passenger, and Doofenshmirtz was driving. They were both visibly angry.
"What you did today was inexcusable Platyborg." Alt. Doof scowled, still keeping his eyes on the road.
"I still don't know what I did!"
"You acted like a crazy person. We all thought the dentist gave you too much medication. You destroyed things and nearly got yourself killed! What do you have to say for yourself?"
"But I don't remember doing ANY of those things!"
"Now you're lying. That's great Platyborg, just great."
"I'm not lying! Vanessa?" The cyborg turned to the girl.
"You jumped into the alligator habitat." Vanessa didn't bother to turn around and look at him "I thought you were going to die."
"Well why didn't you save me?"
There was a pause and Vanessa grabbed the metal plate on his head, slamming his face against the seat repeatedly.
"Vanessa stop it!" Doofenshmirtz scolded and took one hand off the wheel to pull the teen off.
Platyborg snatched his head away from her hand and scowled, and then started pulling her hair. Vanessa grabbed his head plate and started pulling it in return.
"Knock it off both of you!" When they didn't listen to him, he attempted to pull them apart but he couldn't without getting into an accident. "I will turn this car around!"
They kept at it until they both lost their grip, their hands rebounded back and hit Doofenshmirtz in his good eye.
"OW!" He slammed on the breaks and sat there rubbing his eye for the next few minutes.
"I'm sorry Doof."
"Yeah dad, are you ok?"
"I'm fine. I hope this teaches you that fighting doesn't solve your problems. It only causes blazing agony."
"Just like all those times you lost against the resistance. You were in blazing agony then too, huh Doof?"
Doofenshmirtz glared at him for a moment and there was a silence in the car before the dictator grabbed his general's head plate and started slamming his face against the seat.
Platyborg rubbed his head and walked into the bathroom. His head really hurt from the physical abuse. He climbed up on the sink and opened the mirror cabinet, whenever Doof had a headache he always looked in here. There were a bunch bottles filled with pills, he read the labels and soon found one that fit the situation.
Extra Strength Pain Reliever.
The cyborg grabbed the bottle and hopped down from the sink. He put a cup under the faucet and filled it with water, he popped the cap and poured a handful of pills into his hand. He wondered how many he should take, let's see…his head hurt a whole lot so he better take more than one. After thinking it over for less than 5 seconds, he decided he better take a lot. Platyborg put a bunch in his mouth and downed the water. He waited for a few seconds, finding it odd that his headache wasn't gone yet. Maybe it didn't work, maybe he needed to take a few more. Being the dimwitted being he was, he took a few more pills. After a few more seconds, nothing happened and he threw the bottle on the ground and stormed out of the bathroom.
"No wonder Doof's always so angry, these pills don't work! He should send them back or something and refund his money."
Platyborg walked down the hallway, he wobbled as he turned the corner.
The cyborg screwed the last bolt into place and threw the wrench aside carelessly. His eye was dazed and he stumbled a bit. Doofenshmirtz walked into the lab and stared at the big contraption. It was a giant triangle with the point pointed towards the ceiling and a big red ball on the tip of it. Red spirals circled the whole thing.
"What are you building?"
"It's an electromagnet. That'll take care of those pesky Chompers once and for all!"
Alt. Doof was about to ask him what the heck he was talking about when Platyborg activated it. The machine hummed and the cyborg was immediately drawn to the magnet hard, slamming against it with a clang.
Platyborg scowled and screamed "They strike again!"
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Vanessa jumped in both shock and pain, that stupid little cyborg just bit her!
"Ow! Platyborg!" She glared.
Platyborg just moaned as a response "I'm going to eat your braaaaain."
"Get away from me you freak!" She ran all the way to her dad's office, bursting through the door.
"Does no one knock anymore?" Doofenshmirtz asked, more to himself.
"Dad, tell your cyborg to get away from me!"
"How come whenever he does something wrong he's always classified as 'mine'?"
"You made him!"
He sighed "What is he doing this time?"
"He chased me all the way here and he bit me!" Vanessa gestured to her arm "Tell him to leave me alone!"
Alt. Doof was about to say something else when the cyborg in question slowly stumbled into the room, he changed his sentence "Platyborg leave Vanessa alone, can't you see she's a loner? You know she doesn't have a boyfriend." He lowered his voice and covered his mouth so she couldn't read his lips "And the way she dresses doesn't help either…"
"Dad!" The girl was appalled by her father's statement "I can't believe you just said that!"
"It's alright sweety, at least the other you is fashionable."
"Well what type of clothes does the other me wear? I bet she looks absolutely wretched." She crossed her arms and turned away.
"It's no big deal Vanessa, not everyone in the world can be fashion forward."
"Oh and you are?"
"What's wrong with the way I dress?"
"Well first of all dad, with that eye patch you look like a pirate and second you're wearing a DRESS!"
"It's not a dress, it's a-…" He looked down and scowled "Never mind, I wear an eye patch for medical reasons."
"Right, medical reasons." She rolled her eyes.
"Try rolling your eyes with only one! It's not satisfying, I can tell you that."
"Whatever, I didn't come here to talk about your wardrobe. Make the little freak stop bothering me!"
"Vanessa he's just playing around with you, I think it's cute. Doesn't he make a cute little zombie?" He started petting the cyborg under the chin and cooing "Who's a cute little cybernetic theoretical zombie? You are! Yes you are!"
Zombieborg had had enough of watching his food communicate; he had to eat them now. He silently placed his teeth directly below and above the man in a dress's hand and bit down hard.
"Who's a cute little-? OW!" He shrieked and tried to pull his hand away, but the cybernetic theoretical zombie wouldn't let go.
Vanessa scoffed and began to walk out of the room "Yeah dad, you were right. Isn't he just the cutest little thing?" She laughed and closed the door behind her.
Alt. Doof rolled his eye and then sighed "Yup…still not satisfying." He looked down at the cyborg attached to his hand "You have five seconds to let go of my hand or else you're going to become a neutered cybernetic theoretical zombie" He paused and continued "One with no eyes, and you won't be satisfied in the least."
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Platyborg looked at the duck in disgust.
"You are one UGLY platypus."
…
"Oh there you are Platyborg."
"Oh there you are Platyborg." The cyborg mocked.
"Are you mocking me?"
"Are you mocking me?"
"Watch it Platyborg" Doofenshmirtz glared.
"Watch it Platyborg, I'm Doof and I think I'm amazing blah!"
The man scowled and crossed his arms, the cyborg laughed.
"Oh lighten up Doof! Everyone knows your accent makes everything sound stupid."
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"LEROY JENKINS!" Platyborg screamed out the window and then ducked down, he laughed hysterically. He stopped laughing however when their neighbor 'Leroy Jenkins' walked up to him with his arms folded and a glare on his face.
"Crap…"
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Doofenshmirtz was minding his own business about to eat a hardboiled egg when Platyborg walked in. The cyborg made a face of horror and screamed.
"MY BABIES!"
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Platyborg raised the lamp high above his head and glared down at the television.
"LOVE IS A LIE!"
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The cyborg walked into Doof's office and set a plate on the desk. Doofenshmirtz glared down in front of him at the pie, there was a picture frame sticking out of it for some odd reason.
"I made a new food Doof! I wanted you to try it!
"…There's a picture frame in it."
Platyborg was outraged "IT'S FOOZLEBERRY!"
…
"Smile Doof!"
FLASH.
Doofenshmirtz covered his eye in pain "Knock it off Platyborg! I already have less eyes than I should have!"
"I stole this camera."
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"Hey Doof do you want to get high?"
"Not really."
"Great! There's the window!" Platyborg began pushing him towards it and the dictator became scared.
"Wait a minute Platyborg-!"
"Out you go!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The ambulance arrived fifteen minutes later.
…
"Hello Platyborg."
"Doof, you're fat."
…
The cyborg watched the television contently from the floor, eyes glued to the screen; both the metal and organic one. The scientist sat on the couch behind him.
"Wow." Doofenshmirtz beamed "I didn't think you'd get into this movie well but you're really focused on it. You haven't said a word or done anything stupid since I put it in."
"Getting into the movie…" Platyborg murmured, stood up and ran face first into the TV; he rebounded back and tumbled to the floor. The screen abruptly went blank.
"I knew it was too good to last." Alt. Doof sighed.
The cyborg got up and apologized…to the TV.
…
Platyborg picked himself up from the floor and rubbed his head in pain. That Leroy Jenkins had a killer left hook…..he needed more pain relievers.
…
"Oh look! A cat!" The cyborg said and smiled down at the kitten. He kneeled down to pet it. "What are you doing here little fella- AHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! IT'S MAULING MY FACE!"
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"This is taking too long." Platyborg scowled at the rotisserie, he was making Corndogs. He snapped his fingers when a great idea struck. A few moments later he returned with a flamethrower and a face shield. He pulled the shield down and began torching it.
"Where did you get a flamethrower from?"
"FOOZLEBERRY!"
…
"Platyborg, why're all the Normbots dressed like lawn gnomes?"
"They're Lawn Norms!" The cyborg snapped.
…
The cyborg stared at the power outlet deep in thought "Hmmm…" He turned around and jabbed his tail into it. His body jolted and all the lights in the building began shutting on and off at a rapid pace. Currents of electricity went through him from head to toe.
Doofenshmirtz was sitting in his office when this was happening "I could have sworn I paid the electric bill…maybe Platyborg remembers." The dictator got up and walked out into the hallway "Hey Platyborg, did I-" His eye widened and he ran to the cyborg, effectively pulling him out of the socket "Jeez, are you alright?"
The cyborg replied in a monotone voice "Resistance is futile. You will be electrocuted." and then poked the scientist in the nose, successfully giving him a painful zap.
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"F-O-O-Z-L-E Foozleberry! Don't forget it! F-O-O-Z-L-E Foozleberry! Don't forget it!" Platyborg sang.
"Knock it off!" Alt. Doof screamed "I don't even know what a Foozleberry is!
"One word at a time!"
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The cybernetic platypus walked into the kitchen feeling rather dizzy, Vanessa and Doofenshmirtz were in there talking. He was very hungry and all of a sudden they transformed. Vanessa transformed into a beautiful gigantic corndog with flowing brown hair in a dress and Doof transformed into a giant corndog with a goatee and an eye patch, complete with a scar. It was like corndog heaven! Platyborg ran to them and tackled one to the ground; he began gnawing on it hungrily.
"DAD! GET YOUR PSYCHOTIC CYBORG OFF OF ME!"
"Platyborg get off of her! This instant!"
…
"Doof, you are very very fat."
…
Platyborg giggled and watched as Doofenshmirtz sat at his desk, he emerged from his hiding place behind the potted plant and fired his pea shooter but it didn't shoot peas. It was supposed to shoot marshmallows but what the cyborg didn't notice is, marshmallows are MUCH bigger than peas and make an excellent gun jam.
Alt. Doof glared at the cybernetic platypus as he kept trying to pull the trigger, only getting a clicking sound in return.
"Come on…come on!" The cyborg muttered and kept trying to fire, finally one fired with a 'sproing!' and it hit the dictator on the forehead; bouncing off his head and bouncing off his nose, landing silently on the desk.
The glare he was getting didn't soften and Platyborg chuckled nervously. In the end he got a whole bag of marshmallows shoved down his throat and he only choked on three.
"!"
Maybe more.
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"Stupid stars!" Platyborg yelled and waved his fist at the sky "Stop winkin' at me!"
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"What do we want? Foozleberries! When do we want em'? Now!" The cyborg walked in a circle in front of the building holding a picket sign in the air.
"Platyborg, get in the house!"
"You're violating my rights Doof!"
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Doofenshmirtz sat at a table drinking a glass of lemonade when Platyborg walked into the kitchen with a large axe and a hockey mask. The cyborg growled and raised the axe high above his head. The man screamed and fell back in his chair, slamming his head hard against the table. He didn't get back up after that.
"I've killed him!" The cybernetic platypus brought up the mask and put his hands over his beak "I have to hide the body!
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Platyborg dragged the dictators' unconscious body to an open window after going up many flights of stairs and got ready to throw him out. The man was heavy and he lifted him up by his front with his arms around Doof's waist, the body hung over him limply. The cyborg got ready to throw him out the office window when Vanessa walked into the room, the teen's eyes widened.
"P-Platyborg? What the heck are you doing with dad?"
"If anyone asks, he was high!"
…
Platyborg burped loudly.
"Gross!" Doofenshmirtz waved the stench away from his nose.
"Your turn!"
…
Alt. Doof set the plate down in front of the cybernetic mammal. Platyborg glared and threw his fork down.
"Oh, just because I'm part duck you feed me worms? That is racist, sir!"
"Platyborg, what are you talking about? It's spaghetti!"
"Thank you Doof but I already know what worm means in Spanish!"
"What?"
"I am surprised at you!"
"Are you high again?"
"Yes, I would like some pancakes!"
"?"
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Doofenshmirtz picked up a few oranges and put it in his basket; he turned around when he felt something repeatedly poking him in the back. Platyborg continued to poke him in the stomach with a cucumber.
"If you want a cucumber, all you have to do is ask. You don't have to assault me with it!"
"En garde!"
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Platyborg repeatedly ran face first into the walls for no apparent reason.
"Platyborg, stop it! You barely have enough brains as it is!" Alt. Doof scolded.
The cyborg stopped and dusted off the plaster from his body, he looked to his left and froze. That same kitten that had attacked him earlier was standing a few feet away from him. He slowly backed away but that angered the adorable baby cat and it began mercilessly attacking him.
"IT'S MAULING MY FACE!"
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The cyborg rode the tricycle down the hallways of DEI, he ran it into Doof's legs. He backed up and tried breaking through the obstacle but Doofenshmirtz only glared at him. Platyborg rang his bike bell angrily.
"Let's go! You drive slower that Doofenshmirtz!"
"HEY! I'm standing right here and I'm not driving anything at the moment."
Platyborg lowered his voice down to a whisper "Don't tell him I said that."
Alt. Doof glared a little more before continuing "I don't drive that slow."
"That's what they all say!"
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"Doof, you're fat."
"I think we've been through this already."
…
"Doof, you're fat."
"You're just not going to stop are you?"
…
"Doof, you're fat."
"ENOUGH!"
…
"Doof."
"If you say I'm fat one more time I swear I will strangle you."
…
"…Hey Doof?"
"What?"
"You're fat.
"…You want to die, don't you?"
…
Platyborg ran into the glass door and fell backwards.
"Doof there's an evil force field surrounding the building!" He called "It's the chompers! They've returned!"
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The cyborg ran into a window and bounced back.
"NOWHERE IS SAFE!"
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The semi metal mammal giggled and sat on the copying machine, he got down and picked up the pictures that printed. Platyborg scowled.
"Doof! The copying machine is broken! I tried copying my butt but all I got was this grey metal square with my tail attached to it!"
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Platyborg tied the shoe laces on his feet and jumped off the building, as he plummeted he screamed.
"SKETCHERS IS A LIE!"
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Doofenshmirtz sighed "What are you doing and do I want to know?"
"I'm going to drink Mentos and drink soda…at the same time!"
"So your plan is to explode?"
"Silly Doof! I'm not going to explode!"
"Well that's a relief…"
"We are going to explode!"
"Wait what?"
"Ready? Go!"
"Wait! Wait! WAIT!"
Platyborg placed the candy in the liter of soda and quickly downed the contents. Once he was done he threw the bottle carelessly to the side and burped. They both patiently waited for something to happen, the cyborgs stomach started rumbling and gurgling.
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"This is the most serious case of Mentos Soda-itis we have ever seen." The regular doctor told the dictator "We are going to have to operate immediately."
"Seriously? Can't you just…? I don't know, pump his stomach or something?"
"His stomach exploded. We have nothing to pump!"
"Well go ahead and do what you have to I guess." Doofenshmirtz shrugged "But I must warn you, he is mortified of needles."
"Oh my, we just sent someone in to sedate him. I sure hope he's alright."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! DOOOOOOOOOOF!"
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Platyborg took the guitar and smashed it against the floor like 'those cool rock stars do'. He then returned the guitar to their neighbor Mr. Jenkins.
"Here, this doesn't work."
The man wasn't pleased.
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The cyborg ran around the apartment frantically throwing, flipping and destroying everything in sight. Vanessa peeked out from the cupboard she was hiding in and grabbed the back of her dad's shirt collar.
"Stop him!"
Doofenshmirtz nodded and ran after the demented Platyborg. Eventually he caught him about to flip the large fish tank over…again.
"Platyborg stop! Don't do this!"
"I don't have a choice! They'll kill me!"
Alt. Doof looked into Platyborg's eye and they shared a moment, the moment was ruined when the cyborg flipped the tank over abruptly and it shattered onto the floor.
"Dangit Platyborg!" The dictator stamped his foot "Why do you keep doing that? What do you have against my fish tank, huh? Why can't I have nice things?"
"THOSE FISH ARE A LIE!"
"YOU'RE A LIE PLATYBORG!"
"That's not very nice Doof."
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"Hey I just met you~!"
"Platyborg I swear-!"
"And this is crazy~!"
"You know I hate that song!"
"But here's my number~!"
"I'm going to kill you-!"
"So call me maybe!"
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"What's a Foozleberry?" Doofenshmirtz asked him.
"Stop making up words I don't understand, Doof!"
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After a long day of randomness, Platyborg sat down on the couch to relax and watch some TV. That same cat came out of nowhere and hopped up on the couch. The cyborg flinched in horror and covered his face, he looked down at the sight of the cat purring and rubbing up against his leg. He smiled and began petting it, maybe it wasn't an evil cat after all.
Doofenshmirtz walked into his bathroom and stared at all the pills scattered all over the floor. He put two and two together and groaned. He picked up the bottle and stormed out the room to find the stupid cyborg. He found the idiot sitting on the couch.
"Platyborg! Were you in my medicine cabinet?"
"No."
"I know it was you, I told you not to go in there without my permission. Now, how many pills did you take? And tell me the truth!" Alt. Doof tapped his foot.
"I don't know….seventeen?"
"SEVENTEEN? ARE YOU INSANE? We have to get you to a hospital right now! You could die from overdose or some type of poisoning!"
The doctors screaming scared the cat and it growled at Platyborg, it attacked him once more.
"IT'S MAULING MY FACE!"
"Meet me in the car in ten minutes! Leave Mr. FluffyPants here and don't get any blood on my sofa!" Doofenshmirtz slammed the door and left the apartment.
"WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO?"
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"He's fine but we'll need to keep him for…overnight observation." The licensed doctor grinned evilly.
The 'licensed doctor' was darker skinned with black hair neatly combed and a dark gray turtle neck sweater complete with a lab coat. He was older than sixteen but you'd think he was older with the face mask he was wearing, which is exactly what he wants you to think and he had an accent. His face mask wasn't to protect him from germs however it was to conceal his identity and in case you haven't figured out the identity from my marvelous description, the teen was none other than Rodrigo himself in disguise; and in case you haven't figured THIS out yet although you probably already should have, he was the one who snuck Platyborg a dosage of something the last time. It was all part of his plan.
"Well alright, I better go tell him he's spending the night here-"
"NO!" Rodrigo abruptly stopped him "I mean…he'll be fine. Yeah, you just go home and come back tomorrow." The teen began pushing the dictator out the door.
"Okay, well can I just-"
"Nope! Bye now!" The black haired slammed the door and leaned up against it; he gave a sigh of relief and ripped his face mask off. He chuckled evilly and walked to the room that Platyborg was in. The cyborg was being restrained by nurses and buff men wearing scrubs and face masks. Rodrigo grinned and slowly advanced on the semi metal mammal with a butterfly needle.
"Hey, I know you!" Platyborg glared and struggled against the people holding him.
"Yes, yes you do and I want my revenge on you and Doofenshmirtz once and for all! Have a nice nap little platypus cyborg." He said with his light accent and jabbed the needle into the frantically squirming cyborg's neck.
The little platypus cyborg started to feel dizzy and drowsy, his eye shut with a yawn and his head slammed back against the table. The people holding him let go and backed off.
"Very good, soon my plan will be in full effect. Dr. Doofenshmirtz won't suspect a thing, I'll make sure of it. Soon the world- and Vanessa's heart –will be mine!"
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To Be Continued…
A/N: I've always liked Rodrigo, definitely one of my favorite villains. Second to Doofenshmirtz! Well third if you count both dimension Dr. D's separately…
Alright so I need some requests on what Platyborg could do in a hospital while high or heavily medicated. Only one person can do requests for one chapter! And when it's their turn again or if there's no one else then they can have a second turn. Again thank you WordNerb93 for requests for this chapter. You have to have an account to do a chapter so I can PM you to ask for more, I need at least 20 requests for different things he could do. The first two chapters are perfect examples for you to follow. 4,000 words! YES.
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