We are back with another chapter! Things are really starting to heat up…. I:}

(Teddy's POV)

The next morning, during breakfast, I tried asking Michael some questions about his universe, but I soon gave up when I realized he wasn't going to give me anything more than one-word answers. I wondered why Michael wasn't trying to be friends with me. I mean, it was kind of obvious that that was what I was trying to do.

The she-cat- Christine?- was sitting next to Michael, also attempting conversation with him. To my slight annoyance, he was chatting more nicely with her than with me. But then again, I thought, he knows her. She's familiar, and I'm a stranger.

Hazel and Emily were chatting happily away to each other, and the two Perrys were having a nice conversation, but Mom and Pixie were both sitting by their mates and exchanging frosty looks every now and then. Pearl had obviously sensed this; she kept trying to engage both of them in conversation. To her credit, she didn't give up, even when Mom and Pixie gave her fewer answers than Michael had given me.

Lydia had already left to find Diana.

When breakfast was over, Dad stood up and said, "Right, we're going to head over to O.W.C.A. soon. Everyone get what you need and meet out front by the tram-stop."

Mom and Pixie both stood up at the same time. They gave each other one last cold stare, before they left with their respective mates.

Hazel and I were next to get up from the table. Emily scraped her chair back and hit into me as I walked past. She immediately apologized.

"It's fine," I said, sounding a little more annoyed than I intended. Perhaps I was just a little frustrated because all my attempts to get Michael to talk to me had failed.

As Hazel took Emily back to her room, I heard her whisper to Emily, "Teddy has a bit of an ego."

"EXCUSE me?" I snapped. "I thought you learnt your lesson about talking about me to your friends behind my back."

"I apologized for that!" Hazel snapped back, turning to face me.

"Yeah, not for what you just said!" Even though we were only half a year apart in age, I was quite a bit taller than Hazel, and I used this to my advantage now. "It's not nice to whisper about people, especially when they're standing right there!"

"I didn't know you were standing right there," Hazel said defensively.

"Oh, don't give me that rubbish!" I just stopped myself from raising my voice too much. "You just saw Emily hit into me with her chair, which is why you said I had an ego! What relevance does that even have to being a little bit snappy to Emily?" Hazel had no reply to this. She just glared at me. I couldn't help sniping, "Well, it's clear to see who inherited Mom's fiery temper and who inherited Dad's sense of logic."

"I hate you!" Hazel yelled.

"I hate you more!" I yelled back, which was more than a little childish, but at that moment I didn't care.

That was when Michael tried to intervene. "Come on, stop fighting! You guys are siblings!"

"Easy for you to say," snapped Hazel. "You and Emily are so close. You don't have to deal with THIS." She jerked her thumb at me. I stuck my tongue out at her, which she copied back at me.

"When you've been through what I have, you learn just how special and important family is."

Hazel and I both turned to look at Michael. Even Emily was giving her brother a look that was hard to decipher.

"Oh…" I didn't really know what to say. "Did you have a really big argument with your family?"

"I guess…technically."

Michael looked rather sad, so Hazel and I gave each other an awkward look and headed upstairs with Emily following us. I looked back down at Michael and found Christine placing a paw on his shoulder. I found that rather interesting, but I didn't comment.

(Priya's POV)

As we all boarded the tram, I sat with my head down. I felt overwhelmed by everything, if I was being perfectly honest. I needed to be strong for my children and Perry, but I felt like all I had been doing since the others arrived was being nasty to or about Pixie.

I would never admit this aloud, but I admired Pixie. She had just travelled to a different universe with her two children, and she still put them before herself. I didn't know why she was being so overly-protective towards them, but I was starting to understand the feeling she was having, the need to protect her children around strangers. I was happy with Hazel and Emily hanging out together, same with Teddy and Michael, but I wouldn't leave Teddy or Hazel alone with Pixie, or even Perry-2.

(Perry-2's POV)

When we got to O.W.C.A. HQ, I knew immediately that something was wrong. For one, the entire HQ was covered in metal. For another, an alarm was blaring. "This isn't good," I remarked.

"We need to get in!" said Priya in dismay.
At that moment, Lydia came running up to us. "I was just about to go in when it locked me out!"

"Don't worry, there's a secret entrance."
My counterpart took us round to a tree, the trunk of which he tapped on. It slid away, revealing a secret passage.

"That's too small for me," said Lydia thoughtfully. "How about I go find Diana?"

"Good idea," Perry-1 agreed. "She lives across the road from the Flynn-Fletchers."

I didn't know if Lydia would be able to find the Flynn-Fletchers' house of this dimension- they might not live in the same place after all- but Lydia nodded like she understood. She turned to go.

"Wait!" Perry-1 called.

Lydia turned back again.

"Would you mind taking Teddy and Hazel with you?" my counterpart asked.

Even I could have predicted his children's reaction. "No way!" they shouted at the same time.

Priya rounded on them. "Listen, I know you're an agent, Teddy, and you're almost an agent, Hazel, but this is too dangerous for you. Go with Lydia and find Diana. It's safer for you."

"Michael and Emily don't have to leave!" whined Hazel.

"I don't have any jurisdiction over them, so I can't tell them what to do," Priya snapped. "And Pixie obviously prefers them being near her, but I need you safe, and if safe is going with Lydia and missing out on the danger, then you're going to do it."

Teddy and Hazel shot each other an unhappy glance, but obviously they had been on the receiving end of Priya's fierce love before because they turned and took off after Lydia.

Pixie turned to her daughter. "Emily, maybe you should-"

"No," Emily said firmly.

"You didn't even hear what I was going to say!"

"You were going to say 'maybe you should go with them, too', but I'm coming with you and Dad and Michael." She folded her arms as if to say "and that's final."

Pixie sighed and said, "Then be careful."

We all turned back to the tree passageway. Perry-1 made a gesture to me, like "after you". I hopped into the passage first and ended up dropping through the vents in the middle of O.W.C.A. HQ's main corridor. Everyone else fell after me. Pixie managed to catch both Michael AND Emily in rapid succession.

"Now what?" asked Michael.

"Pixie and I will go find Kiki and Cassie," I volunteered. I couldn't help wondering where they had gone and where they had spent the night. I didn't know if Cassie had her own house where Kiki could have stayed.

"Then the rest of us will find Major Monogram and find out what's happening," Perry-1 said. "Good luck."

"Wait," said Pixie. "I don't want to leave the kids alone."

"Pixie, they'll be fine," I reassured my mate. "They'll be with…well…me."

"And Priya," Pixie muttered pointedly.

I sighed. "Look, Pixie, I know you don't trust Priya- and I'm sure the feeling is mutual- but we're in the middle of an emergency. Besides, Michael can take care of himself and Emily. It'll only be for an hour or so."

Pixie looked like she was beginning to be swayed even as she said, "I don't want to leave Emily alone with them."

"Hey, Christine is here as well as Michael," I pointed out. "They can protect her, if nobody else. Please, Pixie."

Pixie looked nervous, but she nodded. "Alright. But let's hurry, so we can be back."

"Of course." I gave Pixie a quick kiss, and then we took hands and ran off down the corridor.

(Perry 1's POV)

The rest of us raced towards Major Monogram's office and found him huddled under his desk.

"Quick!" he hissed. "Under the desk!"

"Well, this is rather strong déjà vu," commented Michael as we all squashed ourselves under the desk with the Major.

"What's happening?" I whispered.

"Rodney escaped from his prison," explained Monogram. "He's loose in O.W.C.A. Headquarters."

"Feeling of déjà vu just got stronger," Michael grinned.

"What?" Monogram sounded confused.

"This is how this whole adventure started out for us," explained Michael. "It actually started with a code red, like this."

"And then our Major Monogram told us to hide under his desk with him," giggled Emily. "Which is not a very good hiding spot, really."

Monogram stared at Emily. I thought for a moment that he was going to tell her off for being rude, but all he said was, "You have a Major Monogram in your universe too?"

"Sir. Rodney?" I reminded him.

"Oh, yes. Well, he's managed to trap all the agents apart from you guys."

A pause followed this. Then Michael broke it by saying, "Okay, this is just ridiculous."

"What about Carl and the twins?" I asked, partly dreading the answer.

"All three of them are hiding in Artemis' office."

"Okay, well THAT's not the same," Emily stated.

(Priya's POV)

"Where is he?" I asked. "What's he doing?"

"He's locked himself-"

"In the room with all of the inventions our scientists have recreated?" guessed Emily.

Major Monogram gave her a blank stare. "How could you know that?"

"Please tell me you're joking," groaned Michael.

"Exactly how many inventions are in there?" I inquired.

"Not many," Monogram replied. "What we're worried about is the amount of weaponry up there."

Another silence followed this.

"I didn't know we had any weaponry," Perry-1 stated.

"Well, officially, we don't." Monogram sighed. "Look, we've been on plenty of raids across the years, right? Those weapons have to be stored somewhere."

Perry-1 smacked himself in the face. "I can't believe this is happening."

"Agent P, we were never intending to use the weaponry. Our agents get along fine with the gadgets and their fedoras."

"That's not why I'm annoyed, sir."

"Guys, you can argue about OWCA's terrible storage of weaponry later," I snapped. "Right now, we need to focus on how we're going to stop Rodney."

(Michael's POV)

"Hey…" I suddenly got an idea. "Prof. Rodenstein's repeating the exact same routine as back in our universe. What if that's not coincidence?"

"What are you saying?" asked Perry-1.

"I'm saying this: what if he's not alone?"

"What?" gasped Priya.

I ignored her and turned to Major Monogram, though it was almost like a contortionist's act. "Sir, how easy is it to break out of O.W.C.A's prison?"

"Almost impossible unless you have a friend on the outside," replied Major Monogram. "One who knows how the prisons work."

"Exactly," I said.

Perry-1 suddenly gasped. I knew that he had understood. "Let me get this straight. You think our Rodney broke out of prison with the help of your Rodney?"

"You brought a Rodney to this universe?" snapped Major Monogram.

"It makes sense," I said, for once ignoring my superior. "That explains how Prof. Rodenstein knew to replicate the routine that happened back in our universe. He had our Prof. Rodenstein to help him."

"That crafty little…!" whispered Perry-1.

Christine, who had been silent until now, piped up: "Um, sir? I hate to interrupt, but there's a red light out the window."

Everyone twisted round to look out the window. It was true. A red light that looked like the light of a sniper's rifle was shining through the window. Even in the daylight, it looked clear. It began to move until it was on the carpet in front of us. Then it started flashing.

"MOVE!" yelled Major Monogram.

Everyone moved.

I automatically swung round to get Emily, but I found that Priya had already scooped her up, so I grabbed Christine's hand instead and pulled her out the door with Perry-1 following us.

No sooner were we all out the room than there was an explosion behind us. It wasn't strong enough to hurt us, but we were all knocked off our feet. I hit the wall first and looked round for Emily and Christine. Priya had curled herself around Emily to protect her so both of them were fine, and Christine had a cut on her forehead, but otherwise we were all okay.

"Go!" I yelled, herding Christine in the direction that the others were running in.
Before I followed them, I looked back into the office. I saw a familiar figure emerge through the smoke. My eyes narrowed, and I felt both rage and hate flow through my body as I looked at the person who had almost ruined my whole life.

"Prof. Rodenstein," I growled quietly. Then I quickly got up and raced after the others.

What you who have not read Three Platypi and an Evil Organization are probably thinking: "WHAT IS MICHAEL'S PAST?! TELL ME!"

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