I'm wearing my new Perry the Platypus shirt so I think my writing should be perfect X) lol. Now a little shout out to people I was unable to respond to:
To DaughterOfKronosPandFFanatic ur comment made me laugh. Sorry for ending it THERE lol.
And to The Truth, sorry bout Perry talking since you dont like that X) but I promise you I don't think Perry will talk again for the rest of the story, and if he does, it will be like, 2 or 3 words like this time. Apologies to anyone who doesnt like it but I just HAD to have him say something!
"The building is unstable!" Perry heard firemen yell as he ran in to the burning house. His house. His home. Lit ablaze by a Fire-inator. And Phineas and Ferb were still stuck inside.
For some reason they hadn't come out. They must be trapped. It was Perry's job to find them and get them out. He didn't care if they saw who he was. His identity wasn't even as close to as important as their lives.
The scorching flames licked the walls and waves of heat pulsated against Perry's fur. He pulled off his hat and put it over his mouth as an attempt to help his lungs so he wouldn't breathe in the smoke. He ran to the living room, the carpet and tile a burning hot. He looked left and right. They weren't in the living room.
He kept running until he got to their room. He chattered for them as loud as he could over the fire, his heart pounding and his eyes flickering, searching for any sign of them. He ran in to the room further and checked under the beds. Nope. Where were they?
"P-Perry?"
Perry froze as he heard his name and he spun around, facing the closet, he dropped his hat and flung the closet doors open.
There sat Phineas and Ferb. They had taken all the clothes from the closet and placed them over themselves. They were pressing them to their faces. There were tears in both of the boys' eyes from the smoke. Phineas gave Perry a warm and weak smile. "Oh, there you are Perry."
Perry ran to them and urged them to their feet. They staggered where they stood and Perry chattered at them urgently, glancing at the flames growing high above their heads. He grabbed both of their hands so they stood on both sides of him and he began to pull them through the house. They couldn't go through the windows in their room; they were on fire from the curtains. It wasn't safe enough.
It took what seemed like an eternity to Perry but he finally managed to get them in to the living room. And they were just about to take one step to freedom when the front door collapsed with rubble falling all over them. Perry groaned and pulled the boys a little closer, looking this way and that. Phineas watched him with bleary eyes. Ferb just looked over silently, not saying a word as usual.
"Perry? What are we going to do?" Phineas asked, going in to a fit of coughing as soon as he finished asking his question. Perry looked at them worriedly and looked at the couch, and idea hitting him.
The mirror.
Perry grabbed them and pulled them up on the couch. He swung the mirror open and helped them up, pushing them in as he did. When he was the last one in he closed the mirror shut and slid down the chute going down in to his secret lair.
He slid down after the boys and landed in the chair behind him. They had gotten on to the floor and were lying down, panting and trying to catch their breaths. Perry looked around. He had to get them out of here, or something. Perry looked at them worriedly and ran to where he had another secret passageway leading up and going to the backyard. It would be safe there.
So he ran to the boys and grabbed them, heaving them back on up to their feet. "Perry? Perry where are we going? What's going on?"
But he just pulled them up, pressing in the code. The door slid open and he helped the boys in. They walked in to the dark passageway. Perry clapped his hands and the lights flickered on. The staircase was small but it was big enough for the boys to squeeze through. He let them pass him and he pushed them onward so they could get to the surface as fast as they could.
It wasn't long when they got there. Perry squeezed to the front and gently pushed the door open. It was the tree trunk exit. It was safe here. The fire hadn't reached him. His lungs still burned, but he felt a surge of relief when he realized he had helped save the boys.
He glanced at him. They had both collapsed on the grass, breathing in the fresh air deeply. Perry couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief of his own and lying down next to them. Phineas gently tousled Perry's fur, "Perry, you saved us boy." Then Phineas' eyes closed as he fell asleep. With any luck he wouldn't remember anything that happened. Perry glanced to Ferb, who was asleep as well. It was as if the boys were connected somehow. They did everything together. It was amazing.
"Boys? Boys!"
Perry went back in to his normal animal stage and allowed himself to be picked up by Mom and carried away to the hospital with his two owners. Right before he entered the ambulence with them, he saw Doof standing several yards away, watching Perry with huge and fearful eyes. Did Doof recognize him right now?
With a weak smile, Perry held up his paw in an almost wave, leaving Doof to stand there alone in the midst of the chaos.
Perry slept on Phineas's chest in the hospital. Both of the boys had inhaled some smoke so they had some breathing problems but in the long run they were going to be fine. They had gotten lucky.
They were unconscious, but they would survive. Perry couldn't ask for anything more.
It was the second night of them staying at the hospital, and Perry was starting to feel better than ever, but he was still tired. Phineas and Ferb had woken up a couple of times, but not for long. Their bodies were still tired and exhausted. The boys were never awake for more than an hour, sometimes not even that.
Perry closed his eyes and stiffened when a voice said very quietly, "Perry the Platypus?"
His eyes snapped open instantly and he looked over to where Doof stood. He had his hands behind his back. His eyes were wide in a sort of fear that Perry couldn't name. He looked a little nervous. Doof cleared his throat and lowered his voice to a whisper, "Is this an okay time to talk?"
He recognizes me without my hat on now. . . Perry thought to himself. He stood up on his four legs and looked at the boys hesitantly. He hoped they wouldn't notice he was gone if they woke up. . . It had to be all right. Perry nodded at Doof and jumped from the bed. His webbed feet made gentle pats of sound on the tile as he landed and stood up to face Doof. He pulled his hat on and looked up at him. Doof cleared his throat again and said, "Well, are you okay?"
Perry nodded once, watching Doof quietly.
"And. . . you're not hurt or anything?"
Perry shrugged. A little bruise here and there wouldn't hurt anybody.
Doof looked down at him. "You've been able to talk this entire time though?"
Perry again shrugged. Well we are secret agents. And if we're smart enough to understand you people and communicate back in any way, I think it's safe to say we can talk. We just don't like to.
"You don't really like talking?" Doof guessed, again with that weird way that made it seem to Perry that he really could hear his thoughts. Perry nodded at his guess and Doof reached up a hand, rubbing the back of his neck as the silence hung in the air before them carefully and dangerously, threatening to drop down and shatter them.
As usual, it was Doof who became the first to break the silence, "Well, you know you really scared me Perry the Platypus. I didn't think that you would go in to your house and really save them. But you are a secret agent, after all . . ." Perry smirked up at him and glanced at the boys before looking back to Doof, who softened his voice to an even gentler tone. "You really love them don't you?"
Tears in his eyes, the platypus nodded, not looking at his nemesis.
Doof smirked at him and crouched down so he was eye to eye with Perry. The two met eyes and Doof reached up a hand to tousle Perry's fur on his head after carefully removing the hat. Perry closed his eyes in pleasure as the large and friendly hand rubbed his head, and he couldn't help but let out a quiet purr of pleasure. When Doof removed his hand he placed the hat back on Perry's head, though it was crooked. Perry fixed it and Doof looked solemnly back at the platypus once more. Brown eyes held on to aquamarine ones, that looked down before back to the brown. "Perry the Platypus, this is all my fault. I'm sorry. I-I never should have told my mother everything that I know about you. Can you forgive me?"
Perry nodded and gently rubbed the corner of his own eyes. Doof kept his little smirk on his face and he looked uncertain for a moment before holding out both arms now. "May I?" he asked.
More tears swelling in his eyes, Perry flung himself in to his nemesis' arms, his small furry platpus arms wrapping around the neck of Dr. Doofenshmirtz. They were supposed to hate and completely despise each other, but they actually got along okay. The pair got along great actually. They'd be a great team if only they were on the same side.
Doof pressed his face in to Perry's soft neck, the fur warming his face, his face that had streaked and red with tears only hours before at the thought of his sworn nemesis not being okay. He could have died for all he knew, and the relief of him knowing that Perry was okay and was going to be fine was like a fresh and cool wave.
The hug started to wear out and Perry dropped his arms so he touched ground again. Doof kept his hands on Perry's shoulder lightly, not wanting to wear the platypus down, and he reached one hand back to pull something out of his pocket. He held it in front of Perry, his fist uncurling to show the gleaming red collar. "This belongs to you," he told him.
Perry looked up to him and his eyes shone with gratitude. He took the collar from Doof and tried to buckle it around his own neck but was unable to succeed. "Here let me help you Perry the Platypus," Doof said, reaching forward to strap it on right. "There, is that comfortable?" Perry nodded at him and Doof glanced over at the Phineas and Ferb's bed when he heard the sounds of someone awakening. "I should probably get going," he told Perry. Perry nodded and was starting to pull off his hat when Doof's voice made him stop for a moment.
"You know Perry the Platypus, I thought I told you not to scare me like that again."
Perry looked up at his nemesis, offering a light apologetic smile and a shrug of his shoulders, his mind drifting to the time when he had almost died in the Snowglobe of Death. Or at least he thought that was what it had been called.
"Well just don't do it again," Doof said, his voice light and relaxed. Perry saluted him and put his hat away when Doof left in to the hallway of the hospital.
Perry let loose a long yawn, then a sigh, and he jumped on to Phineas's bed, curling up just in time for the familiar, "Oh. There you are Perry."
In the end, Phineas and Ferb were not able to recount the memories of their platypus saving them from the fire. Neither did they remember going through a secret passageway from a secret lair to get there. All they remembered is that they were in their rooms when the fire started and they didn't know how they got out. They believed that a firemen had saved them.
After less than two days passed when Phineas and Ferb returned home the house was completely back to normal. Candace didn't even try busting them for fixing it so fast. They were doing her and her parents a favor in this situation. It wasn't necessary.
As for Dr. Doof and Perry, their relationship stayed the same, though Perry was gone for longer periods of time and both noticed that when they fought it was even more relaxed and Perry and Doof didn't hit each other with very hard blows. And whenever they did, the hitter would give an apologetic look to the other and all would be forgiven.
Then of course there was Bathilda to wrap up. She was moved to the nearest prison, and Doof was an unmentioned hero in what happened. He didn't get any fame for doing his part in taking her out and he liked that. Although Doof did wish to become famous one day, he didn't want to become famous as a good doer. That wasn't in his main scheme of things.
Isabella visited the house every other day, along with Baljeet and Buford. Summer went on. Life went on. The days passed. Everything was normal and right. Perry snuck off, and Doof fought him. Perry succeeded, always. And of course there were those days here and there where Perry would spend the night at Doof's, usually when it was because of a storm.
Doof promised Perry to never use his knowledge of the boys to be used against his nemesis.
And Perry believed him. They kept the whole 'Doof-knows-who-Perry's-owners-are' a secret.
It would stay like that for a lifetime.
Thank you guys so much for reading! this is the end sadly. I'll be switching I think to some Megamind fanfic now and maybe some Treasure Planet and Porco Rosso. I have a friend requesting Tangled too so I might get on that. Thank you so much for staying with Perry, Doof, Phineas and the entire crew! Thank you all! :D cookies ice cream and brownies to all of you who commented for like every chapter! I thank you all from the deepest part of my sooouuulll! :D