Authors Note: Got back from a sleepover at a friends and had to get one of my dogs put to sleep and I finished half of the next chapter, I'd say maybe 5 more left? But it could be more or less. I don't know what story I'm gonna start next after this, I'm thinking about starting 'Stolen'. Theres a preview of it on my profile so check it out and maybe suggest what you think I should write next, I'm also currently seeing about writing that Roger, Doof and Perry oneshot.

Tomorrow is my 14th birthday! :DDDDDDD It doesn't seem like I'm 14 tho. Right now I'm 13 years and 364 days old xD

NattyMc is taking a nap now, PEACE! (and Happy birthday to moi)

ATSD: Chapter 10

Doofenshmirtz slipped out the door without Alt Doof and Platyborg noticing and ran down the hallways. He had to stop them and get back to his dimension, but how? He didn't have a portal remote and he couldn't really fight that well to begin with…

Come to think of it, he didn't have a plan at all. The scientist stopped running altogether. He really should have thought this out more. He couldn't just let them take over the Tri State Area…could he?

Well I guess he could…Wait! No he couldn't! The Tri State area was his to take over! It didn't belong to himself! Ok this is getting confusing, he had to keep reminding himself that the other him wasn't him. Well he was but- Stop! Now he really had a headache.

He held his head and went to go find a water fountain or an ice pack or something.

After a while of looking he couldn't find anything so he continued walking until he got to some really dark stairs. He figured that it wouldn't hurt to look down there so the scientist started making his way down the stairs. When he got to the bottom he noticed where he actually was.

This was a jail that he had entered. There were over a dozen small cells on either side of the hallway. The cells were damp and uncomfortable, or at least he figured they were uncomfortable. The beds were basically metal platforms sticking out of the wall and held up by two chains and there was a metal bench in each cell.

Why did the other him like metal so much? Doofenshmirtz shuddered inwardly when he thought of Platyborg. He pushed the thought aside and continued down the line of cells. What was he even doing down here? There was no one here, let alone someone that could help him. To be honest he half expected to see at least SOME OWCA agents down here but there was absolutely no one.

He started to think of all the things the other him might have done with the animals but then he pushed that thought aside as well for being too violent…and extremely painful. Doofenshmirtz wouldn't admit it but he had actually gotten along with some of the agents when he worked there (albeit it was only a day) but he got along with them just fine. Except for that duck. He HATED that stupid duck.

That duck had gotten him fired from the best job he ever had. He had actually liked working at the OWCA. It was a nice change from being in LOVEMUFFIN. All the animals were really nice and didn't call him names (not that they could talk anyways…but if they could talk he was sure they wouldn't call him names!). Rodney and the other scientists were mean to him and picked on him for liking his nemesis. Is it a crime to like your enemy? Apparently it is because when Rodney found out he locked him in a closet for the night without food or anything and they locked him in the closet at 9AM! He hadn't even eaten breakfast yet! So he literally went a whole two days without eating. Not that he cared, he didn't eat much anyways. He'd start working on an invention and be so into it that he'd forget to eat anything.

Perry the Platypus had to break down the door to get him out…and the closet was small so the door came crashing down on him and THAT was awkward to get out from under, especially with all of LOVEMUFFIN watching. His nemesis beat up Rodney afterwards; now that was fun to watch! Perry then stomped out of LOVEMUFFIN HQ dragging Doofenshmirtz along with him. The scientist had never seen Perry the Platypus so ANGRY.

Afterwards the platypus had driven him home in his hovercraft, asking the whole way there if he was okay. Doofenshmirtz kept telling the animal that he was fine but the agent wouldn't buy it, especially when the scientist's stomach rumbled and he held it in pain. Hunger pains really hurt. Perry asked him when the last time he ate was and when he heard it was two days ago he slammed on the breaks and did a U-turn straight to Slushy Burger and made him order something.

Doofenshmirtz broke out of his flashback and tried to retrace his thoughts. Where was he again? Oh yeah, that stupid duck. He HATED that duck.

"Stupid duck…" He muttered.

Soon he reached the end of all the cells and at the end of the long dark hallway that followed was a lone door. This cell wasn't like the other cells that had bars. This cell was dark and the door was fully made of metal with a small glass window.

Doofenshmirtz walked up to the door. The small window was fogged up and icy, he wiped away the fog with his hand and peered inside.

"P-Perry the Platypus?"

The small platypus shook in the darkness. He was sitting on the floor with his hands high above his head, restrained by cufflinks.

The scientist opened the door and kneeled down to the small animal.

"Perry?"

The platypus in question glanced up once before his head drooped back down and shook some more. It was then that Doofenshmirtz noticed how cold the room actually was. He could actually see his breath in the air, along with Perry's.

Doofenshmirtz got up and quickly turned up the thermostat. When the frosted air cleared a bit, he saw just how bad the platypus actually was. There were small visible cut marks on his body, some of them still red with blood.

The scientist cupped the platypus under the chin with his hand and brought his head up.

"Perry the Platypus what did he do to you?" He asked no one in particular.

He unlatched the cufflinks and brought the platypus to a sitting position in his lap; he held the platypus close and ruffled his fur trying to get some warmth into him.

They sat like that for the rest of the night, nothing else mattered. The other him was planning to take over the Tri State Area and he didn't care. Doofenshmirtz only cared about one thing right now and that was getting Perry the Platypus out of there.