Author's Note: Hi again. This is the last chapter. But don't worry, I have another story that's almost done. I'll hopefully post it within the next week or so.

Disclaimer: I only own Pansy.


Perry's POV

"Phineas? Ferb?" I asked, not believing our luck. They smiled seeing Pansy and I, but after seeing the situation we were in, they frowned.

"What, are we invisible or something?" Buford asked angrily. Baljeet shushed him.

"Wait, so this is the Phineas and Ferb that I couldn't remember. Oh, you're the kids who defeated me when I finally took over the Tri-State area!" Doof said angrily, motioning to Phineas.

"Let our platypuses go!" Phineas ignored Doof and demanded, glaring at The Regurgitator. Ferb didn't do anything.

"No." The Regurgitator said stubbornly.

"Yes." Phineas said.

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes"

"Fine." The Regurgitator sighed.

"Really?" Phineas asked optimistically.

"No."

Phineas glared again and pulled out a ray gun. Ferb got out a baseball launcher. Their friends also pulled out various weapons. The Regurgitator smiled evilly at us.

"Pansy, get them." He ordered.

"No! Are you kidding me?" Pansy said with her hands on her hips.

"Oh, but I'm sure you wouldn't want your boyfriend, sorry, husband, to suffer…" The Regurgitator said as he pushed a button. The metal hands closed tighter around my ankles. I squeaked again, this time much louder than last time, so loud that Phineas flinched. My head was swimming as I managed to keep conscious. I narrowed my eyes slightly in an attempt to ignore the pain. I nodded at Pansy, signaling to attack The Regurgitator. She looked at me in worry, and then back at Phineas.

"Regurgitator, you're going down!" Pansy growled through clenched teeth as she leaped at The Regurgitator.

"Hey, it's 'The Regurgitator'! Not just 'Regurgitator' !" The Regurgitator argued. Then, as much as I resisted, I fell unconscious.


Phineas' POV

"Perry! NOOO!" I yelled as I looked at Perry's unconscious form.

"Don't worry kid, that happened earlier. He'll wake up in a few hours… probably!" The Regurgitator explained with an evil smile explained as he ducked an attack from Pansy.

"YOU DID THAT TO HIM EARLIER, TOO?" I screamed through clenched teeth. My friends cautiously backed away from me. Steam might have been coming out of my ears, for all I know.

"Yep. But this time it was just slightly more painful for him." The Regurgitator said happily, earning a kick in the face from Pansy. "Oh, it's on, now!" He yelled just before Pansy slapped his face with her tail. He growled and tried to grab her, but she was too quick. She yanked a rope out from behind her back. Soon, The Regurgitator was tied up, and the metal hands demolished. Men in black arrested the Regurgitator and took him back to the OWCA prison. But Perry was still unconscious.

"Don't worry, boys. He'll be fine, just like earlier." Pansy assured me. But was it just me, or did she sound doubtful?

"What is hurting him so much, anyway?" I asked Pansy curiously.

"His ankle barbs." Pansy replied, examining Perry's ankles with care.

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused about how that would hurt him.

"The idiot in green found out that if he bends them backwards, it really hurts Perry." Pansy said sadly. Then she showed us Perry's barbs. They were bent slightly upwards, and looked twisted, too.

"Poor Perry…" I muttered as I stroked his feather-like fur. I rolled him over onto his stomach, and he immediately curled up into a ball. I smiled at the sight and petted him gently.

"Aww, look at that cute family moment…" Doof said, a tear rolling down his cheek. Pansy rolled her eyes and faced the evil scientist.

"Thanks for helping us back there..." She said shyly to him.

"Anything to help Perry the Platypus! I still owe him for when he saved my life… several times…" Doof looked down. "He really is the best nemesis, you know, not too nice, but not too mean either. I don't know what I would do without him… I'd probably have to fight a different agent. Like that rhinoceros that refused to listen to my backstory! Or that snail that flipped me into a wall… Yeah, my life would stink without Perry the Platypus. He's such a good listener, you know. And he doesn't purposely try to hurt me… most of the time…" Doof rambled. I looked at Pansy. The bored look she gave me gave me the idea that Doofensmirtz was always this talkative.

"…He always remembers that I'm actually a decent person, despite my horrible childhood and wrecked marriage. And Norm. Why is he always convinced that I'm his father, anyways? His real father is probably some kind of household appliance, maybe a toaster or dishwasher… Do robots even have parents?"

I picked up Perry gently and backed out of the room. My friends followed me. We found our way back to the hover car and I started it. Pansy leaped in and sat in the driver's seat. She started to drive it back to my house.

"Is he always that…" I started to ask.

"Ramble-y? Yes. Yes he is." She replied. Then she landed the hover car in the backyard. "So, how did you find out where we were?"

"Major Monogram called us down to your lair and told us that he couldn't communicate with you guys. Then I kind of yelled at him and took the hover car…" Pansy smiled at my wacky response.

"You actually did that? Wow… The bad thing is that he may want to talk to us about it tomorrow…" She chuckled.

"I hope I didn't get you two in trouble…" I rubbed my ear nervously.

"I like trouble." Buford said. Everyone stared at him. "What?"

"It's fine. We never get in trouble, anyways. Perry told me that he's almost sure that we're Major's favorites!" Pansy winked at me.


Perry's POV

I felt something rubbing against my back. I tried to ignore it and go back to sleep. But then I realized that the 'something' was a human hand. I smiled and rolled over onto my back. I heard a little chuckle and the hand scratched my belly. I groaned with pleasure and relaxed on the fuzzy blankets.

"Come on, Perry, stop being so lazy!" An optimistic voice laughed.

"Go a little to the right… oh, yeah! That's the spot!" I smiled and stretched out even more. Then there were two hands petting me. I purred and nuzzled one of the hands with my head.

"Perry! You have to go to work!" The voice said. "Get up!"

"Perry can't take your call right now, please leave a message after the beep. Beep." I said sleepily and rolled back over. Several voices giggled.

"Perry, when you can come to the phone, please wake up!" Phineas rolled his eyes playfully. He scratched my cheek and my tail sprang up. I purred loudly.

"What happened?" Pansy's voice asked curiously.

"Involuntary reflex. He's had it since he was just a wittle baby platypus." Phineas replied happily, scratching my itchy spots.

"Aww. What did he look like when he was little?" Pansy asked softly.

"If Perry's too sleepy to get up, we have some home videos if you want to see…"

"I'm up! I'm up!" I sprang to my feet and jumped off of the bed. I squeaked and fell onto my belly.

"Aww, do your ankles still hurt?" Phineas asked. I dipped my head and jumped with difficulty back onto the bed.

"Don't worry, I'll go stop Doof. You stay here and rest, okay?" Pansy said. I would have protested, but my eyes were already drooping. "Get some sleep. See you later." She walked toward the door.

"I still want to see those videos…" She whispered to Phineas.

"I heard that! And you are not seeing any videos!" I stubbornly told her.

"Maybe the agency has some, too..." She provoked me.

"I repeat; you are NOT seeing anything!" I said with my eyes closed. After Pansy left, Phineas started rubbing me again. I purred as loud as I could. He scratched my cheeks, activating my involuntary reflex.

"Oh, Perry! I love your involuntary reflex… It's so cool!" Phineas told me. I smiled and rolled over for another belly rub.


Pansy's POV

"Pansy the Platypus? Where is Perry the Platypus?" Doof asked after I crashed through the ceiling and got caught in a giant piece of garlic.

"He was still in pain from yesterday." I replied simply.

"Hmm. I've never known Perry the Platypus to be in pain… Oh, well. Today I built the Vampire-Destroyer-inator because I don't like vampires…"

"Oh, is that why you trapped me in garlic? Seriously, now I'll have to take a bath to get rid of this smell!" I rolled my eyes.

"Since you don't like garlic, are you a vampire? Cause I could test it on you…" Doof looked at me suspiciously.

"Doof, I'm not a vampire. Garlic just has a strong smell." I took one sniff of my arm and gagged.

"Okay then. By chance, do you know any vampires?"

"Do you think I know any vampires?" I replied sarcastically.

"I don't know. I was asking you." Doof said, oblivious to my sarcasm. I sighed and easily broke the giant piece of garlic in half.

"Yeah, I really should have used something stronger than garlic for a trap…" Doof realized before I kicked him in the face.

When my mission was finally over, I quickly went to Phineas and Ferb. Perry was still sleeping.

"Oh, man, what is that smell?" Phineas covered his nose.

"It's garlic, but I just took a bath. Do I really still smell?" I asked, looking down at my brown body anxiously.

"It's not that bad… Just take another bath later." Phineas replied.

"Can we watch those videos now?" I asked quietly. Phineas smiled and nodded. He got a DVD out of a drawer and put it into the player below the TV. Ferb sat down on the couch. Phineas clicked play and joined his brother. I sat, too. Finally, a video started playing.


"Is it on? Okay. Hi, camera! This is a video of our new pet pla-tee-pus." Young Phineas said into the video camera. Young Ferb was in the background. They were obviously in a car. The camera bounced around as it focused onto Young Perry in a pet carrier. I gasped and smiled at the cute little platypus with brown eyes.

"Gkgkgkg." Young Perry said, and I translated it to 'hi'. The chatter sounded much higher than Perry's now.

"Ferb and I named him Ba-tho-lo-mew. Say hi, Ba-tho-lo-mew!" Young Phineas said. Young Perry chattered 'that's a funny name'. "We got him at a pet store." Young Phineas explained.

"Why couldn't we have gotten a normal pet, like a cat or something? Not a gross little platypus." Young Candace pouted. Young Perry blinked and chattered 'well' sarcastically. "See? What kind of noise is that, anyway?" Young Candace complained. Young Perry growled.

"Candace, don't make Ba-tho-lo-mew sad." Young Phineas frowned. "It's okay, Ba-tho-lo-mew. Don't listen to Candace." Then the video switched to the house.

"Welcome to your new home, Ba-tho-lo-mew!" Young Phineas said. Young Perry chattered again. "You know, Ba-tho-lo-mew is pretty hard to say… Ferb, can you think of a better name than Ba-tho-lo-mew?"

"What about Perry?" Young Ferb suggested shyly. Young Perry chattered happily.

"That sounds great, Ferb. Ba-tho-lo-mew can be your nickname, Perry." Phineas smiled.

"What about his middle name, sweetie." Linda said from the kitchen.

"Okay, Mommy. Ba-tho-lo-mew, your new full name is Perry Ba-tho-lo-mew Flynn-Fletcher." Phineas said happily. 'Weird name', Young Perry chattered, 'but okay'. The video switched to another. Just then Perry limped into the living room. He froze when he saw what we were watching.

"Hey! I told you not to watch videos of me when I was little!" He protested.

"Why not?" I asked him.

"Because, I just know that something is going to embarrass me-"Just then Young Perry burped with milk splattered all over his face. "I told you!" Current Perry growled. I gave him an innocent, pleading face. Perry scowled and sat beside me on the couch. We watched a couple other videos of Young Perry doing various things; splashing around the bathtub, being petted by Phineas and Ferb, and sleeping. When the video ended, Phineas turned off the TV.

"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Phineas cooed. Perry glared at him.

"You were so cute, Perry!" I put an arm around him. His angry gaze faltered a little. "Maybe I can ask Carl if he has any more-"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no ,no, no, and NO!" Perry crossed his arms angrily.

"Come on!" I scratched his cheek softly. Perry's tail sprang up and he purred quietly. I leaned forward and we kissed. Perry pulled me closer and purred louder. I could hear Phineas and Ferb slowly getting up and backing up the stairs.


Author's Note: Yeah, I know that its a bad ending... I'm really not good at coming up with good endings... Maybe SOMEONE IN THE AUDIENCE can give me advice...(HINT HINT) :) Oh well. Stay tuned for my next story!