Authors Note: Between school and writing slash I can't focus on all these stories I've left hanging in the balance XD I promise I'll try harder!

~Natty

P.S Who can guess the joke of the title in this chapter? xD

Dara winced when she hit the tree, the frozen ice water chilling her back as she hit it and slid down to the ground. The blow dazed her but she still glared up at the person who threw her. Make that rabbit.

"Because of you, I am now stranded on this mountain with all these idiots!" Dennis yelled at her "My plan was simple, to disconnect their lifts and be rid of all of them forever! They'd either die on impact or freeze to death with no hope of survival! Now I'm stranded too! Why on earth would you make us fall?!"

The female rabbit got up and began stomping away from him with a huff.

Dennis was not pleased, pulling her back by her arm "Where do you think you're going?! Answer the question!"

Dara did something unexpected. Not only did she indeed answer the question- not the one Dennis meant, but she did answer nonetheless –She did something she hasn't done since this story even started. She spoke. She said fives words and they were enough to make the male rabbit freeze in his tracks as she snatched her arm away and disappeared into the snow.

"I'm going to find Carl."

Doofenshmirtz coughed, suffering too much to open his eyes. He shivered and pulled the blanket around him harder. Wait, blanket? Where was he? Something touched him on the shoulder and he flinched, trying to get away from it. A frantic chatter shocked him long enough out of his suffering to open his eyes.

"P-Perry the Platypus…"

Perry nodded, relieved that he was finally awake. The mammal signaled with his hands for the man to calm down. Everything was okay.

"What…?" He regained his memories in an instant, becoming frantic again. "Are you alright?! I tried to shield you the best way I could but I couldn't think in such a short period of time! Did you break anything?"

The platypus shook his head no. He was perfectly fine and unaffected by the impact. He wished he could say that much for his nemesis…

"Good." Doof seemed satisfied, suddenly looking about their surroundings. For some reason they were in a cave. "Did you bring me here?" He continued after a nod was given "You didn't have to do that. What if you threw your back out of something?"

The agent rolled his eyes. It may have been hard to drag a man maybe six/seven times his size further up a slippery mountain but he'd do it again if he had to.

"So now what?"

Honestly, Perry didn't know. He supposed he had to find the others. There was no way Doofenshmirtz would be able to do anything in his condition. The man gave off a pained groan when he tried to sit up. The platypus pushed him back against the cave wall, re-tucking the teal blanket he kept in his hat. (One must never be unprepared.) Which is why all agents had a survival kit in their hats; although there were some cases some agents would panic and forget they had it or be too stupid to use it. Speaking of which, he wondered how Pinky was doing.

"I-I'm f-fine Perry the P-Platypus, you don't have to…" The rest was swallowed by a series of tear jerking and air gasping coughs.

Perry then realized how grave this situation was and how frail Heinz really looked. He was terribly pale and weak, a searing fever…

The agent was certain that if they didn't find help soon….then he wouldn't have a nemesis to thwart anymore…

Terry finished setting up their camp. That's right he said 'their'. He was trying to find Pinky but he just so happen to find someone else. His nemesis, Dr. Bloodpudding wandering aimlessly in the snow. They weren't in a frenemy stage and they weren't in an all rage 'I HATE YOU MUCH I WANT YOU TO DIE IMMEDIATELY' stage either. They were in the 'Yeah, we're enemies but I guess we're cool' stage. They were pretty much neutral.

So now they were sitting around a fire that the agent had made with things in his survival kit. The survival kit came with a great amount of food and water as well as hot chocolate and other necessities. The only problem was…it was a lot of food to last an animal…but definitely not enough for a human man. Especially not for both of them.

They could scarcely ration it, but it still wouldn't last them long. This was definitely a problem. Terry just hoped Pinky remembered they all had a survival kit in their hats. He thought more and then changed his mind, remembering something an old scientist had once said to him.

"A promise is a promise and one day I shall repay that debt to you…"

He shuddered as Dr. Meddleshmirtz last breath hung in his ears. The turtle closed his eyes and sighed.

Please…Dr. Meddleshmirtz, watch out for him now while I momentarily can't…

Poofenplotz trudged further through the snow, clearly not happy. Her make-up was ruined and snow was getting in her hair and she didn't have any hairspray. Oh what tragic weather for such beauty she bared!

Suddenly- almost if it were meant to be –a patch of snow fell one her head, she was going to scream out in frustration when her eyes caught sight of something. It seems that when the snow fell it unblocked a bit of the sun.

A ray of sunlight shone on something metal, making it twinkle and sparkle in the new found light. The female scientist was overcome with curiosity and she kneeled down to wipe the snow away from the object. It was small and round, looking sort of like…

"A collar?" She murmured allowed, taking a closer look at it she noticed some words.

Pinky.

If found please return to Maple Drive, Garcia Shapiro Residence.

"Pinky the Chihuahua?"

"Carl!" Major Monogram called, searching and looking around hopelessly in the snow "Carl! Where are you?!"

The scientists sighed, some of them leaning back against the totaled gondola or 'bus'. The other agents just casually watched their superior, haven given up the search for the intern moments ago. It was a lost cause to look for the kid because they were missing a grand total of ten people. Doofenshmirtz, Agent P, Dr. Bloodpudding, Agent T, Rodney, Peter, Pinky, Poofenplotz, and Planty the Potted Plant. Carl made ten. They shouldn't work themselves up just to find one out of the ten that were missing, they should rest up and make camp. Then go look for the others and that's exactly what they were doing. The major just didn't give up his search yet. Everyone wished the man would come to his senses soon. It was getting dark already…

They all miraculously survived without any fatal or long term injuries. Cool right? Not even a broken bone! …Well Dr. Diminutive did break his pinky.

Dr. Diminutive looked up from his casted pinky and cleared his throat "Look Major Monogram…if I can call you that-"

A woman from LOVEMUFFIN looked at the short man, retorting "Of course you can call him that! You're evil! You can call anyone whatever you want!"

The short man narrowed his eyes "Thank you Professor…" Not really meaning it and turning back to the frantic major "I don't think it'll help anyone to just break down. What about all your agents? They're counting on you to lead them. Are you saying you can't do it without a pathetic teenage boy's presence?" Dr. Diminutive- who was oddly speaking from the heart- had some truth in his words. He definitely was less evil than most of the other members but still eviler than Doofenshmirtz. Heck, EVERYONE was eviler than Doofenshmirtz.

Monogram stopped pacing and mumbling to himself like a maniac. The short man was right. "The short man is right!" He stated.

"Hey!" Dr. Diminutive shouted but the major continued on with newfound determination.

"I don't need the presence of a pathetic teenage boy to run the agency! I can do it on my own! I can lead the agents without Carl! Who needs him? I certainly don't!" The major was smiling with his hands on his hips as a sign of independence, looking smug as he started giving orders. "Agent S! Go find some firewood!"

Sergei the Snail saluted.

"Agent O, go find some food!" He continued to give orders and the animals immediately hopped to it.

RJ the Raccoon froze in his tracks after they all came back with their share of firewood stacked in their small arms "Don't we all have survival kits in our hats?"

All the agents froze, and Agent D face palmed. They couldn't all be that stupid…

"Dr. Diminutive!" Monogram ordered "Go find water!"

The same professor with short black hair scoffed "You can't tell us what to do!"

When the major didn't get what he wanted, he ordered the agents to attack them until they followed orders. The agents glanced at each other, suddenly worried about their superior, hoping he wouldn't suddenly go mad with power now that he worked alone. Carl was suddenly very missed…

Carl ran as far away from them as they possibly could, praying that they hadn't heard him running away. Once he was far enough away he leaned up against a tree, sliding down to a sitting position and starting to cry.

"I don't need the presence of a pathetic teenage boy to run the agency! I can do it on my own! I can lead the agents without Carl! Who needs him?"

What he heard the major say hung in his ears, repeating over and over again. It hurt. His heart hurt from it. After he heard the major calling for him, he screamed and his mind blacked out. He broke from his angry and blood thirsty trance just in time to hear what his boss had to say about him. How his presence wasn't needed. That was when he started running. He didn't want to hear anymore.

Fine, if that's how the man felt then he'd respect it. That's what his job was anyways, right? To listen and respect Major Monogram's wishes, and right now the major wished he wasn't around.

Did anyone really need him? The major seemed to be running thing's smoothly without him. Agent T, Agent Pinky, and Agent P were grown, trained and highly ranked agents. They didn't need him, they could take care of themselves. Well Agent P and Agent T could, Pinky had Agent T so he'd most likely be fine. He wasn't needed. His family didn't have anything to do with him, not that he cared. He had gotten used to living on his own and caring for himself. He never knew his father and his mom…well he didn't want to talk about it.

If he died right now…who would care? He was just a background character, used for occasional comedic effect and that was it. No would be effected. Their lives would go on.

Carl thought about all the thing's he'd miss if he expired. The agents for sure, he loved all of them. Major Monogram wouldn't miss him and he sure wouldn't miss him! Who was he kidding? Of course he would! But the thought wasn't returned…as far as he saw.

Dara…

He had really taken a liking to her but it turned out she didn't care about him either. She was evil and along with Dennis. She wouldn't care if he died. Evil didn't care. It seemed that everyone around him was evil, not caring a bit about him. Everyone was evil…everyone but…him…?

Where was he?

Images flashed through his head, almost like a movie.

Who was he?

A little boy…a little boy with red hair, freckles and purple glasses, running to his father.

What did this all mean?

The father hugged his son goodbye, the boy watched from the porch as the man walked away. The man walked out of his life.

He was the boy.

Little Carl frowned as he watched the man go.

The man…it was his father…

He was so confused.

Evil was in his genes.

But how would he know that?

You remember…

There was this old lab set in the basement. He never knew where it came from…until now.

Your father.

"Dr. Meddleshmirtz…?" Carl was shell shocked as he murmured to himself "He was my father…"

His face lit up with an evil smirk. He bent down to pick up a handful of snow, rubbing it in his hair to make it look like horns and pulling a cape out of nowhere to tie around his neck. (He learned that trick from Agent P). The cape flapped in the wind.

Evil Carl was back and Agent P would most certainly pay. EVERYONE would pay. If only his father could see him now…

A/N: OHHHHHHH! D: WHAT JUST HAPPENED?

If you guys don't like this turn of events then I'll go back and remake the chapter to change it. If you want me to continue it like this then tell me. Here's to unexpected turns of events after a long wait!

Natty is out, PEACE!