Well, Here's the next chapter of Just One Dance.
Ok; Here goes…
Chapter 3: A Strange plan.
Perry's POV
Still; 3 days before the Dance, just a few hours earlier…
I'm glad that the boys have school now, because it means that I can watch my soap operas without the fear of being caught…
All of a sudden, I hear a beeping. I look down, and see that it is my watch.
Darn. Just as my soap opera gets to the high point of the episode, I have to stop Doofenschmirtz. Just like the agency to do this to me…
I knocked on the side of the stairs, opening a secret compartment with a bed and various assorted figurines, as well as some sort of magic wand and a cage with a pristine white owl inside. I flipped the bed up as some strange music played, going from a B to an E, then G-F#-E, then B-A-F#, before resorting to my regular music. It never gets old to me.
As I ride the tubes down to my lair, I wonder what Doofenschmirtz is going to try this time. Will it be something ridiculous like the Blow-itself-up-inator, or the Overhang-inator? Or will it actually be a well-thought-out plan, like the ultimate-evil-inator? Either way, I've got to stop it.
The tubes finally deposit me into my lair. I see Major Monogram appear on the screen. Major Monogram says, "Ah. Good morning, Agent P." The Major's intern, Carl, then interjects from off-screen: "Sir, technically, it's the afternoon." "Quiet, Carl!" The Major yells. Then, he turns to me, saying, "Can we try this again, Agent P? Just let me… oh, never mind. Just stop Doofenschmirtz." He saluted. I saluted back, then jumped into my hoverjet and flew off.
(A Few minutes later)
I heard the classic, "Doofenschmirtz Evil Incorporated," jingle, except it sounded like it was coming from those zombies from video games people sometimes play. I wondered what had happened to the singers- they were usually so lively.
As soon as I crashed through the door, I knew something was wrong. It looked like there was no one there… and the walls had been painted black, with gravestones all around. All of a sudden I saw Doof, looking like a zombie, coming towards me, saying, "Well… Hel…lo… Perry… the… Plat… ypus…", sounding just like a real-life zombie. I was so creeped out at this that I backed up right into one of Doof's traps. "Haha! Fooled ya!" Doof said, taking off the mask he had on. "Perry the Platypus, I am soooo proud of myself. I'm actually planning ahead. I have a scheme planned for both now and tomorrow! Unfortunately, my second scheme is going to be during the night… So you can have more downtime, I guess." I felt a bit happier at that thought… More soap operas. "So, Perry the Platypus, let me explain today's scheme, and why this place looks like a graveyard. You see, Perry the Platypus, back in Gimmelshtump, my father always made me dress up in some ridiculous costume for Halloween- fairies, weird monster-things, robots… but never anything conventional, like a ghost or a zombie. So, that's why I have… The Zombie-inator!" I rolled my eyes. As if the name wasn't obvious. "I know it's not Halloween, and all, but I decided to make the place look interesting. Do you like it? No? Oh, well. You can't win them all. Anyway, it will turn Roger into a zombie, so he scares the crowd away. Then I will waltz on in and take over the Tri-State Area!" I was impressed. This scheme might actually work.
Not if I can help it, I thought. I used a flamethrower that I pulled out of my fedora… I then thought, When did this get here? but I shrugged and burned my way out of the trap. I would have used the lazer on my watch to escape, but I saw that the cage was mirrored, which would hurt me more than the cage.
Doofenschmirtz marveled at my escape, before reverting to normal. "You may have escaped, Perry the Platypus, but you're too late! I am ready to fire the Zombie-Inator!" I backed in to the Explode-inator, one I recognized from a scheme a few days ago, which oddly wasn't destroyed. As things happened, the Explode-inator blew up the cage I was in, sending shards of mirrored cage everywhere. Then the Zombie-inator fired, hitting one of the larger shards of cage, bouncing off it, and hitting the Zombie-inator itself. The Zombie-inator became sentient, saying, "Brains…" In a way that creeped out both me and my nemesis. The Zombie-inator started hobbling towards us. It eventually went after Doof, and started to back him into a corner. "Save me, Perry the platypus!" He yelled. I looked around, and saw my flamethrower on the floor. I still didn't know where it came from, but I saw a notice on the side that said, "Keep out of reach of children, and only use in case of emergency or zombie attack." A strange note… but I guess this qualified as an emergency and a zombie attack. I jumped in front of the machine/monster and turned on the flamethrower. It melted through the inator and reduced it to slag. I turned to my nemesis with my arms crossed, wanting an explanation. Doof responded, "Well, that was unexpected, but I'm safe now, and nothing blew up today. Curse you… and thank you, Perry the platypus." Just as he said that, the Explode-inator blew up, its self-destruct button being pressed in the zombie attack. I grabbed my jetpack, and flew off, hearing "Still… Curse you, Perry the platypus!" As I zoomed off towards my owners' house, I couldn't help but wonder what Doof's two schemes could be for tomorrow.
I guess we'll find out.
Thanks to you all for reading this, and…
Samuel: "What? Is this some sort of cliffhanger?"
I guess. Deal with it.
Samuel: " I think not, I refuse to…"
DEAL WITH IT!
Samuel: *visual gag of a zipper closing around Samuel's mouth*
That's better. See y'all next update!
Oh… remember to Carpe some Diem while I write the next update, OK?
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Samuel: (muffled) Um… can someone help me out here?