A.N.: Take a guess at who the title is talking about. I DARE ya! Anyway here it is! Ya know you've wanted it! SOME PEOPLE (not mentioning any names) demanded it: Here's a new chapter!

Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated!!!

Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz stood, hand on his chin, staring at a recently-tossed coin that had unexpectedly landed on its side.

"Hmm…..well. I guess I'll just have to choose on my own." He said as he covered his eyes. " Eeny. Meeny. Miney. Mo. Catch a- ah the heck with it," he said as he eventually got bored and just pressed a button.

Meanwhile, Phineas and Isabella were strolling down the street, holding the other's hand.

"Thanks, Phineas," Isabella said as she slightly squeezed his hand tighter.

Phineas turned and smiled at her. "It's okay, Isabella. It's the least I could do if you feel this strongly about it."

Suddenly, a super-long tube stretched over to them, and a massive pull of air began to pull them inside.

"Phineas! What is this?!" Isabella screamed.

"I don't know!!!" Phineas yelled.

The grip of their hands weakened, then gave way under the force of the winds, leaving the screaming Isabella flying through the tubes.

The tube zipped over to Phineas and released a puff of dust, as if mocking him, then shot off, retracting back to wherever it came from.

Phineas sat there, his brain taking a very long time to comprehend and accept what just happened. "ISABELLA!!!!!"

Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated!!!!

"Oh I LOVE that dust feature! Did you see that Perry the Platypus?" Doofenshmirtz said to him.

Shooting down the tubes, came Isabella, who came to the end of the tubes, then fell into the aforementioned cage. (You know, the one spoken of during the underground lair scene in chapter two? That's the one.)

"Ow…" Isabella moaned as she clutched her head. She scanned the room, and saw Perry cramped in the ball. " Hmm, another platypus. Not a very good way to treat your pet though," she said to herself. She turned and spotted Heinz peering evilly at her.

"Uhhh, hello Mr. Pharmacist. Who are you?" she asked.

"I am Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz, evil genius!" he responded dramatically.

"Why am I here?" Isabella questioned further.

"Oh, come on! I just gave the whole schpiel to Perry the Platypus here and…"

"Perry?" Isabella said, looking back at the semi-aquatic mammal in the ball. Perry could feel beads of sweat running down his forehead.

Isabella knew she had to get the poor innocent animal out of there. She spotted a remote with a large purple button on it labeled "Glass Ball" She had to think of a way to get it.

"Hey, pharmacist!" she yelled over to him. He turned his head over to her. " Your name is Heinz? What are you supposed to be? A doctor on ketchup-related diseases or something?"

The doctor stopped, and stomped back over to her from a large monitor. " Now listen, girl, I didn't bring you here to have fun, I-" Isabella then grabbed his pointy nose, and yanked on it, causing Doofenshmirtz's head to slam into the bears. She then quickly reached over to his pocket, grabbed the remote, and pressed the button.

The glass ball popped open, and Perry crawled out like a normal, everyday, they-don't-do-much platypus, fedora gone.

"It's just a normal platypus! Hmm… I could've sworn it was him!" Doofenshmirtz said to himself.

Perry's mind was going crazy, one half telling him to do one thing, his other half telling him to do the opposite. He raced through his thoughts. What to do? What to do? Just when he thought his head would burst, he sighed quietly, jumped up, and put his fedora back on.

"You ARE Perry the Platypus!!!!!!" Doofenshmirtz yelled and pointed as Perry leaped at him. "NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"