Authors Note: I finally got a suitable title! Yeah I know what you're thinking!

"You changed two letters, big freaking deal you dumb psychotic random freak."

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:D You will soon see why I chose this name…

"You changed TWO letters, let's give the psycho a golden medal!"

Shut up Fifty One! You're jealous that I'm the 49% good part of our mind.

"I'm 51%, why should I be jealous? You're only 49% good and I'm the 51% of evil. One day I'll take over completely and you'll be 0%. How do you feel about THAT?"

…Damn Fifty One.

Carl sighed and walked home at 3 in the morning, carrying a large and heavy box. He had just gone to bed hours ago when he got a call that Dennis had broken into the agency. The intern had to run all the way there and after the rabbit was captured he had to fill out the arrest forms and that took a while. Major Monogram had yelled at him before all this about Dennis escaping in the first place and about how he could possibly mistake a normal rabbit for an extremely dangerous rogue agent and master of disguise. When Carl tried to point out the 'master of disguise' part he was just scolded even more so he just silently listened to the lecture after that. His house was kind of far from the agency but not THAT far. It was still a long ways walk though.

Finally he got to his apartment and switched to holding the box with one hand while he used the other to search for the keys in his pockets. He hoped he hadn't forgotten them at the agency again…nope. Phew! He found them. The lock clicked and he opened the door, he flipped the light switch. It was clean and quite nice actually. There was a lime green couch and a coffee table in front of it. It was a step up from the usual unpaid intern. Carl set the box on the coffee table and made his way to his room and pretty much belly flopped into bed. He was asleep for less than a second when the phone rang. He put the pillow over his head and over his ears. The phone rang a few more times before he groaned and picked it up from the hook.

"Hello?" He muffled into the pillow.

"Carl!"

Carl perked up and immediately sat up from the bed "Yes, sir? Is everything alright?" He was silent as he listened to what his boss had to say "But that doesn't make any sense…why would…?" He nodded in understanding although no one could see him "Yes, sir. I'll be right there."

The intern hung up and was headed out the door once again. He didn't understand it, why would Dara want to see him?

That Next Morning.

Terry sighed and got out of the car, Pinky was supposed to be outside his house and ready to go. They were already running late! The turtle crawled through the doggy door and found Pinky humming to himself and folding clothes into a brown suitcase.

"Pinky."

"Hey Terry! What are you doing here?"

Terry raised an eyebrow "I was supposed to pick you up and take you to Poofenplotz' so you can convince her to come on the vacation. Remember?"

"Oh…what vacation?"

"Never mind…" The turtle shook his head and began folding clothes "I'll help you and then it'll take half the time. Sound Good?"

Pinky nodded and focused on folding, his tongue sticking out to the side. After a little while of silence, Terry realized something.

"Hey wait a minute…Pinky we're animals. We don't wear clothes and you're a boy. Why're you packing all these pink dresses?"

"Silly Terry! These aren't my clothes! They're Isabella's! I wanted something to remember her by."

"Uh Pinky-"

There was a ding in the distance "Oh that's the dryer! The rest of the clothes are done! Now I just have to load the washer! Be right back!" The Chihuahua ran to the basement.

Terry looked over at the large pile of pink dresses that he failed to notice before; the pile was about two times his height. He face palmed and groaned "Pinky…"

"Hey, where's Perry?"

That was his cue and Perry put on his fedora, he slipped into the tree entrance without anyone seeing. The boys were getting dressed when he left their room. He fell down the tubes and landed in his usual chair in front of the large monitor. He got up from it and got in his blue striped hover car. He didn't need to be briefed because the major already briefed them yesterday at that meeting. The hovercraft took off and the tree opened up, letting him out of the hole. The tree closed after him and he took to the skies.

He noticed Terry's green striped hovercraft in front of Pinky's house. They usually left before he did, knowing Pinky he was probably holding them up in some insane way. The platypus laughed at the thought. Pinky wasn't the smartest but at least he had Terry to guide him most of the time, the two were great friends. Terry was just a tad bit overprotective and Pinky just wanted his space. They sometimes got into arguments but if the turtle was lucky then Pinky would forget that they were ever fighting in the first place. Other times the Chihuahua would just get over it quickly, they'd never stay in a fight for long.

Soon the tall purple building that was oddly shaped like Ferb's head was in sight, he landed and parked next to sidewalk. Perry walked through the doors and rode the elevator up to the penthouse to his nemesis' apartment. The elevator dinged and the doors slid to the sides, he stepped out and walked up to the door; pulling a key from his hat and opening the door.

Peter the Panda got in his overly large hover ship and took off to his nemesis, Dr. Roddenstein's apartment. The author didn't really care to describe how his morning was and she was pretty sure that no one else cared.

A/N: xD It's alright Peter, Rodney cares about you. Short but I promise that the next update will be super quick and also the next thing I type up. It should be up today actually…it's 5:37 in the morning and again I was up all night typing. I'm off to type the next chapter of this RIGHT NOW.

NattyMc is out, PEACE!