Ophineas and Orb
Chapter 2
Ham Sandwich- inator
Perry slides down a tube and lands in his chair. Major Monogram is on the screen.
Major Monogram: Agent P! We have information that Dr. Doofinshmertz has planned another one of his evil schemes. Go to Dr. D's place and see what he is up to.
Doofinshmertz Evil Incorporated
Perry rings the doorbell and Dr. D. answer's the door.
DR. D.: Perry! You came just in time for me to show you my newest inator.
Perry takes a step forward, then two large slices of bread land on Perry. He got stuck in-between the two slices.
Dr D: Ha! It looks like you are sandwiched in! Get it! Because you are in some bread and… well anyways take a look at my Ham Sandwich-inator!
See when I was younger Roger and I would go to visit my Aunt May and our cousin Oz Every Sunday afternoon. She would make us these delicious ham sandwiches. Now Oz would cut his sandwiches into cute little rectangles, but I could only make crazy little triangles. I asked him to show me how to do it, but he would not bother.
So here is my Ham Sandwich inator. When I push this button, ham and mustard will squirt out. I am hoping that Oz will walk by. Of course, if Roger walks by, that would be great too, then I will be in charge of Danville, or even better the Tri State Area! It actually would be even better if they both walk by.
At this point, Perry uses a knife from his hat and sliced the bread into rectangles. He had walked over to the inator.
Dr. D. How did you get out?
He looks over at the newly sliced bread. Oh. How did you do that? Dr. D was irritated at Perry for not only escaping the bread trap, but now he was mad that he was able to cut the bread into rectangles. He then decided to use the ham sandwich inator on Perry. He starts shooting ham and mustard at Perry, but he was able to escape.
Perry then had an idea, he grabbed the slices of bread and used them to catch the mustard and ham. He then smooshed the bread onto Dr. D. He then put stabbed a pickle with a toothpick and stabbed it into the bread. Perry then jumped off the building in his parachute.
Dr. D.: Curse you Perry the Platypus! It seems that he got me into pickle.