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Sorry guys, but I won't be updating over the weekend, I've got too much work to be doing. But let me tell you this, on Monday is when the chapter where it starts getting exciting goes up! So not long left to wait!
Wii Guy: Yup, I mean jealous! I tried, but it didn't quite work because I don't have a tail :( I did feel sorry for Doof, having his entrance shown up so much by his nemesis! And I cannot wait till Platypus Day, and the platypus dance! It'll be so completely awesome! And sorry, but the mole isn't actually a mole, though that would've been awesome! But I'm trying my best to stay to the shows characters only. And I think you should, though right now, she wants to get involved without any persuasion! Teehee. Good luck on your mission Agent WG!
taikopigeon: Oh god! I better tone it down a bit then, I don't want to kill my readers! That'd be awful and bad for the amount of reviews I get- I mean conscience! Thank you!
nostrils on the bus: Muahaha! You might be able to confirm your suspicions this chapter! Or maybe not… Hmm *rubs chin evilly* And I think it's everyone's reaction, at least mine too. I always declare I my head that Peter is involved in all things bad!
WordNerb93: Sure! He/she/it can have a few injuries, I'm sure you guys will be please you've injured the villain, and I live to please the readers haha! And just make sure you have enough chairs stocked up then. It's not ages away at the pace I'm uploading, but it's not super close either! Hmm, you'll find out in this chapter whether you know the mole or not! And I now love you for using Bazinga, I couldn't stop laughing as all I could think of was Sheldon popping up out of the ball pit shouting Bazinga!
helloooo fanfiction: Aww, that's nice of you! And yeah, that song fits so epically into that scene haha!
MuchuFox: Nope, certainly not good! And you might be, but I'm not sure some are! Or at least, prepared for the aftermath, injury, and possible death!
Isabella stood before a team assembled in front of her, all their memories now intact. Though she didn't want to put her friends in danger, she also knew that their expertise in planning, co-ordination and tem work could prove invaluable in pulling through without any deaths. Just thinking the word death brought shudders to raven-haired girl, so she cast the demonic word to the back of her mind, and faced the people watching her intently.
She sat down in a chair at the end of a rather long conference table. The OWCA had lent them use of their facilities whilst the mission was on going. She glanced around the conference room. Monogram was whispering to Carl, and Perry was eavesdropping. Gretchen and Ginger talked tactics with each other, with the other Fireside Girls adding in suggestions occasionally. Buford was doodling different types of wedgies he could give to Baljeet, and Baljeet scribbled equation after equation down on a notepad. Ferb and Heinz sat silently at the opposite end of the room to Isabella, barely even moving. Monogram caught Isabella's eye: he was nodding and smiling at Carl.
"Isabella, before we start, there's one more addition to the team we'd like to recommend ourselves. I'm sure you two already know each other. Come in Agent P." The door swung open to reveal a dithering pink Chihuahua in a fedora. Isabella gasped as she'd realised it was her Pinky! She'd had her suspicions when she got her memories back, seeing as Pinky had a similar habit to Perry of disappearing for a good portion of the day, but thought nothing of it at the time. But now…
"Pinky! Of course sir! Oh my gosh! This is like, really awesome!" Isabella squealed, smiling so much her cheeks were beginning to ache. Pinky tipped his fedora to her, and took a seat in the empty spot next to Perry. Isabella squeaked inwardly, then took a deep breath, preparing to bring the rest of the assembled team up to date.
"You all you know that we are gathered here because we're currently in the middle of an emergency. Phineas and Vanessa have both been abducted by an unknown villain, who has apparent links with OWCA, with simple demands for Heinz and Ferb to stop inventing otherwise the missing will be killed. Major Monogram?" Isabella gestured for Monogram to take her place in front of the monitor behind her, and sat down.
"Due to the fact that the villain knows about OWCA, we're presuming this to be quite a dangerous situation. So, after discussion with Ferb and Isabella, you have all been allocated roles in this mission. Baljeet and Ginger are in charge of strategy, the rest of the Fireside Girls will be in control of all information incoming and outgoing in regards to this. Buford is to undergo training to act as muscle if needed in the field, and Agent Perry and Agent Pinky are to undergo further agent training to prepare them. Isabella will be taking full charge of the mission, and Heinz and Ferb will be inventing whatever they can that may prove useful. Fireside Girls, your database is two doors down the hall on the left. Baljeet and Ginger are free to use this room. Buford is to follow Agent P and Agent P, Isabella is to overlook, and Ferb and Heinz, feel free to use either our resources or your own in regards to inventing. Let's go!"
Each person in the conference room quickly departed to where they were off to, until Heinz, Ferb, Baljeet and Ginger were left. Baljeet was already scribbling away, and Ginger was happier than ever, thanking Isabella for fixing it for her even in such a desperate time.
"You know, we could always use my place for constructing. I make inators there every day!" Ferb frowned a little: he knew the scientist had a point; he had almost everything they could ever need there, along with lots of space and a brilliant view. But there was no way to know they weren't being spied on there. Ferb argued his point to Heinz, who simply nodded back at him.
"Why don't we use Perry the Platypus' base! I could get Norm to transport everything over here that we need, and we'll be all set! And it's still under OWCA supervision!"
"Then it's agreed then. We'll work in Perry's base." Ferb replied, his strong British accent still present in his speech. It confused Heinz to how he'd kept the accent so strong over the years, but he hadn't bothered asking. Though interesting, it wasn't that interesting.
"If you'll excuse me sir, I have a phone call to make." Heinz simply nodded as Ferb left the room, his mobile in hand. He gulped as he scrolled down the contact list until he came across the name he was after: Candace.
Candace was in the middle of revising for her college class when the phone rang. She sighed, and went to get up, until she felt a small tap on her shoulder and his warm breath on her neck.
"Don't worry dear, I'll get it," Jeremy said as he left the living room. Candace smiled. She felt so lucky to have Jeremy. He treated her like royalty, and had never said a bad word to her. She concluded that she was, by far, the luckiest girl in the world. Candace started tapping away on the keys again, shuffling through papers piled up on the table.
"Candace!" he heard Jeremy shout, "It's Ferb! He said he needs to talk to you, and it's urgent!" She groaned as she stood up, and slowly made her way over to the phone in the kitchen. She figured it was probably something daft and completely Phineas and Ferb-ish, like they'd built a rocket, but couldn't figure out what would be the best fuel for it, and so called her, despite her major being in music.
"I'm here. Pass him over," she grumbled.
"Here you go Ferb." He covered the microphone end of the phone and murmured aside to her, "Be gentle with him babe, he sounds really worried." Candace simply nodded and took the phone from Jeremy.
"Hey Ferb, what's up?" she said, trying to sound more cheerful than she felt. Candace was absolutely shattered from night after night awake, studying for college, and couldn't be bothered to deal with some silly little problem her brothers could have. But something tugged inside her. Ferb was the man of action, Phineas was the chatty one, so why was Ferb calling? She dismissed it quickly, shaking her head.
"Umm, Candace, I really don't know how to say this, but… um…"
"Just spit it out Ferb, please," she said. Would he just hurry up and get this over with? She had things to be doing right now.
"Umm, Phineas has, well, he's been… kidnapped…"
Candace's eyes shot open when she heard what Ferb said. Surely he didn't say that! She shook her head, trying to convince herself she'd heard her brother wrong.
"What did you say?" Her voice sounded far more panicked than she intended. She must've heard him wrong… There's no way that's what he said, she tried to convince herself. But deep down, she knew it was true. Her heart hurt, and she could feel tears welling up in her eyes.
"I said, Phineas has been… kidnapped…" he mumbled again. Candace let her emotions out, bursting into tears, her sobs loud and pained. Jeremy ran in the kitchen to find his fiancé on the floor, crying her eyes out. He held her tight in his arms, and hugged her as much hugged the phone.
"We'll be there tomorrow Ferb…"
It pained Ferb deeply to hear his sister so upset. He and Candace were much closer than most people realised. He didn't regard her as a step-sister of whom he had no biological ties to, no, in his eyes, Candace was his biological sister. And although Ferb already hurt unbearably inside, it pained him just a little bit more to hear his sister break down on the phone.
Ferb looked out the window, watching as the last rays of the sun were eradicated by the horizon. As much as he didn't want to leave, he knew he'd have to be awake and alert for tomorrow, when he and Heinz would begin drawing up blueprints. He walked slowly down the hallway he knew lead to Perry's base from the route he had memorized, and took the tree elevator up into the back yard he and Phineas had shared so many memories with. A single tear rolled down his cheek, glimmering in the moonlight as he smiled weakly, remembering how they'd conquered the impossible time and time again in this very backyard.
Ferb walked into the house, and wiped away the lone tear hanging on his cheek. Perry would be back anytime soon, and he didn't want his pet to see him break down twice in one day. He took a glass of water up to bed with him, and placed it on the night stand next to his bed. He fell onto his bed, not even bothering to change, and curled up in a tight ball, wishing his dream would take him away from this harsh reality, even for a short period of time.
When Perry reached Ferb's bedroom after being briefed on what his new crash course training would cover, he smiled to see Ferb had fell asleep without even getting changed. The platypus chattered lightly so not to wake Ferb, and climbed up into bed next to him, snuggling next to the young boy. Little did he notice the short figure outside the window, wearing a fedora very similar to his…
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So you guys should now know who the mole is, and if not, look at the reviews. It's not too hard to realise who is everyone's favourite agent to hate! Well, I'm out! Please leave a review, even if it just says cheese!
