The two got themselves sat up in the gym, the other agents who were interested, watching nearby, split along the opposites sides of the room. Perry cracked his knuckles in anticipation.
"So, are we using tools?", he asked. "Grappling hooks or anything?"
"I'll leave that to you.", Ethan offered as he waited, his tail impatiently tapping the air.
"Let's go natural.", he smiled a bit, positioning himself for the fist-to-fist fight.
"So be it.", Ethan smirked.
A punch was thrown, Perry easily dodged it. What he didn't expect though was Ethan's tail coming up from behind him, causing him to trip and fall over backwards. The platypus back flipped out of the way as the ermine tried to stomp on him. Once on his feet, Perry quickly caught the fist that was thrown at him again, threw his own punch which was caught, and was in a struggle hold against Ethan. But the ermine dug his nails into Perry's hand, making the platypus cringe and gasp in pain. With attention to his injury, Ethan's other hand was free enough to wriggle out and grab Perry's wrists with each hand. Before Perry could register it, the Owca agent was flipped around and could feel Ethan's sharp teeth graze past his neck, threatening to bite down and end his life.
He didn't dare to move, and Ethan smiled, finding his triumph. But suddenly Perry's head rammed itself into his mouth, causing him to stumble back in pain. Perry backed up as best as he could, quickly rubbing his neck and finding a few drops of blood on his paw. But he didn't have time to register his fear as Ethan charged at him, throwing another punch. He managed to hit Perry square in the jaw, stumbling the platypus back. Ethan took this chance to pin the platypus to the floor as Perry struggled to keep him off. The platypus managed to kick Ethan in the chest, throwing the ermine behind him. Perry sat up, but soon found himself gasping and choking as the other's tail wrapped tightly around his throat. Perry struggled to get the thing off, only to be choked even more. Breathing became near impossible as Perry tried to keep his concentration and reached for Ethan, the ermine stepping back ever so lightly to keep out of reach.
"Now stay STILL this time!", he sneered as he threw another punch at Perry, hitting him in the stomach.
Perry cried out in pain, or at least tried to. The Owca agents watched in horror as Ethan continued, toying with the platypus. Pinky felt horrible, seeing Perry in this state and had to turn his head away. Penny wasn't sure how much longer she could stay still and began to tap her foot impatiently, doing anything she could from leaping out of her seat. Even Peter was feeling bad about this as he watched from his corner in the room.
Ethan finally let go of the monotreme as Perry began to feel himself black out. The sudden intake of oxygen cause his mind to spin as the world darkened for a second. A second long enough to be kicked hard by the mammal and thrown across the floor. Perry gasped, holding his stomach in pain as he struggled to catch his breath. He coughed, a little blood pouring from his lips as Ethan began to walk towards him, unaffected by the fight.
Perry scrambled backwards, hoping to give himself enough time to recover before the mammal lunged at him again. The two tumbled across the floor for a moment and landed with Ethan easily pinning the platypus to the ground.
"I would expect better, from a platypus.", Ethan said quietly, coldly, the smirk was heard in his voice. "I can't see why Major Marshall was so intent on meeting your organization."
Perry struggled to break free but he was held too firmly. Sweat poured from him, mixing with the blood from his bill and he did everything he could to pull his arms out. Kicking, squirming, chattering all the while. What was this ermine made out of? Iron? But Perry managed to twist himself enough in Ethan's grip to turn onto his stomach. In which case he bucked, slapping the ermine with his tail, catching Ethan slightly by surprise. Enough surprise for Perry to wedge his arm out and reach behind him. He grabbed Ethan's shirt and pulled him forcibly forward, smashing the front of Ethan's snout into the back of his head again.
Ethan, slightly dazed by this, had allowed Perry's second arm to be pulled up to use and Perry pushed up, bucking the ermine off him. Ethan landed hard on the ground while Perry turned around, tail raised and teeth baring like a wild animal. Even his fur was messed, much like the ermine's as red gooey blood poured from his nose onto the clean, white coat. Ethan snarled, and wiped up the blood, glancing momentarily at it before getting back to the task at hand. He and Perry ventured to circle each other, Perry on all fours and Ethan on his hind feet. Things just got more serious than the platypus intended and he was momentarily happy that he DIDN'T say to use tools. Ethan jumped at Perry a bit, causing Perry to jump back, keeping distance. But then Perry did a hand-spring forward, soon landing on the ermine, kicking him in the face. As Ethan stumbled back, it was Perry's turn to pin him down, pushing his shoulders to the floor. But Ethan grabbed a hold of Perry's arms, his nails digging deep into the fur, tearing right into the flesh of his arms. Perry cried out in pain again and the mammal managed to push him off, moving a hand to his throat again. But this time, Perry wasn't going to stand for this as he reached up, choking the ermine back while also trying to push him off.
It was painful. Like Ethan's grip alone could crush a brick. His tail already felt like a boa constrictor but his actual hands were even worse. And the platypus wasn't sure he was doing as good as a job on the mammal. Ethan coughed a bit while being choked, his face contorted in pain for once in the fight. Nails were now digging into each other, it was a race to see who'd pass out first. Either from a lack of oxygen or from bloodshed.
Suddenly Perry was gasping for air again, recovering from a head rush of oxygen as Ethan picked himself off the floor and Peter stood scowling at the ermine.
"ENOUGH'S ENOUGH!", he declared. "We don't need DEAD agents!"
"PETER!", Perry scolded when he had recovered. "What the heck did ya do that for?!"
"I was saving your tail.", Peter informed.
"I DIDN'T ASK YOU TOO!", Perry shouted back when he noticed Peter holding out a hand to help him up. The platypus slapped the hand away and pushed himself up. "I DON'T need your help! I can do it on my OWN!"
"Yeah! It SURE looked like that!", Peter growled, scowling back at the platypus.
"Yeah well now thanks to you, I've lost!", Perry groaned.
"Whatcha talkin' about?!", Peter asked.
"An Owca agent had the nerve to cut into the fight.", Ethan informed, readjusting his uniform. "That shows disqualification on your side of the fight. Had a Bacon agent aided me, I'D be the one to lose, but that's what happens when you step out of line. By the way, Perry where'd you learn to fight? The Academy?"
"So thanks for nothing!", Perry growled, ignoring Ethan's insult.
"NOTHING?! I just saved-"
"ME the chance of disgracing MYSELF if that would EVER happen!", Perry interrupted. "But now we'll NEVER know! You're always butting into my life, Peter the Panda, I'm surprised you haven't tried to horn in on MY family life!"
Peter cringed a bit, as Perry continued to yell at him. But now Pinky and Penny had come up, waiting for a chance to help direct the harmed platypus to an infirmary.
"I never needed your help before and I never will, you retard!", Perry snapped out him.
"'P-Perry, come on..'", Penny tried to encourage gently.
"And I only have YOU to thank for that!", he went on.
"'Amigo, come on. Let's go.'", Pinky said, pulling on the platypus' arm now.
"Just like EVERYTHING else.", Perry said for a finish before being lead away.
Penny sighed a bit as she saw Pinky and Perry head off, but she stayed around long enough to hear Ethan's remarks on the fight.
"Well I supposed I should wash up before the blood stains, eh?", he noted to himself, wiping a bit of blood off his nose.
Penny only looked back at him in disgust and shook her head while saying, "'Freak! You're BLEEDING and THAT'S all you think about?'"
Ethan was already licking the red liquid off his paw when he turned to Penny and held it out while saying, "I'm sorry, did you want some?"
"'EW!'", Penny groaned before storming off to catch up with the other two.
Peter made his way out as the rest of the crowd dispersed. While it normally didn't bother him, the name callings and the hatred between him and Perry it actually, for once, hurt. It hurt a lot. While he was on the train, he had thought more and more about Perry, about the consequences of what HE'S done to the platypus. Of course Perry hadn't forgotten, but Peter normally did until he saw Perry.
When they were younger agents, Peter was already labeled as a nobody while Perry made a dazzling show of his talents as a great recruit. Peter hated him deeply for such too. One day, Monogram had pulled Perry into his office to tell the platypup of his real upbringing, of being a nonanimal and such. Peter knew this because the platypup was of age to start being accepted into a host family and actually getting to fight crime. Same thing happened to Peter. While Perry was both nervous and excited about having a family, he was also scared to realize he wasn't like everyone. He was something everyone despised had they actually KNOWN what he was. Peter took advantage of these mixed up feelings by walking up to Perry and pretending to be friendly and wish him good luck When Perry asked why, he scared the platypus by listing a large number of reasons of where Perry could get into trouble very easily. Losing his family, losing his job, his nemesis torturing the people who took care of him, Monogram getting mad (which hasn't ever happened to Perry as much as Peter), lost paperwork, his family finding out his secret, and any of the agents knowing he was a nonanimal and the social banishment they would have with him. Perry was terrified to think of all this and hardly slept the next few days.
Peter had hoped to make amends when he had the chance. He saw the platypus in trouble, already starting to black out before the ermine, and was trying to help him. For once, he was trying to do a good thing instead of let Perry get himself hurt and possibly die, but it only ended up in more hatred. For once, everything that Perry said to him, hurt badly.
Something interesting of Peter's background, one that everyone in Owca already knew from when he was a cub, was that Peter had a knack for being destructive when he got mad. If you've ever over-thrown a trashcan or slammed a door, or kicked something solid, or broken a glass because you slammed it on the counter too hard, it's a close enough example to how Peter got when he got mad. Or in this case; hurt.
The panda reached his cubicle where the stinging hurt had continued internally, twisting into an unbearable burn that drove the panda close enough to madness. He looked about his workspace, just ITCHING to destroy something. And it wasn't that hard. Scattered papers, over turned desk, kicked aside trash can, all the while yelling and groaning angrily at every last little thing. Peter even threw his chair up out of the cubicle, hoping it would crush someone. He smashed a picture frame onto the floor, effectively shattering the glass and breaking the frame in half.
For it being a small workspace, Peter only had so much to break, but he stopped as he heard the shatter and panted a bit as he tried to control himself, staring at the broken glass on the floor.
Once calmed, the panda sighed and turned back up his trashcan and proceeded to picking up his mess. There really wasn't a point to destroying things. Nothing to accomplish. He just needed a vent. Of course though, he was sure that Ethan would punish him if he ever caught the panda's cubicle being this messy. It just...didn't seem fair. When Peter tried to do good, he only ended up doing bad. So what was he supposed to do? A question that has continued to plague him like leprosy for far too long.
Once he had the desk back up and the computer safely settled onto it, an agent happened by, Sakura the Red Panda to be precise, and she was carrying a chair.
"'Hey, Peter?'", she mentioned. "'I think this is yours. Having another one of your fits?'"
"'...Yeah.'", Peter nodded. "'Thanks for..catching it.'"
"'Sure thing.'", she gave a polite smile and handed it over. "'You're getting faster about cleaning up, ya know?'"
"'Am I? Well... Yeah I guess.'", the panda shrugged.
"'So, what's the fit this time?'", she asked, leaning back on the doorway to his cubicle. When Peter was silent, she could only guess. "'Ethan?'"
"'...Perry, really.'", he shrugged and sat in his chair when he noticed a curious look on her face. The panda sighed and decided to explain himself. "'I've been thinking about how for so long, I've always hated him. Even from before he was hatched. And the more I thought about it, you know, REALLY thought about it, the more I realized...it's just cause I'm not him.'"
"'Jealousy?'"
"'Yeah... Kind of. I mean, I always looked at Perry as something that was supposed to replace me. Something that was supposed to be better than me, and I was resentful just because I wasn't like him. I was always in his shadow. When I tried to do something good, it only came out bad. And then he shows up and does it even better than me.'", Peter sighed. "'But the more I thought, the more I came to realize, it isn't just cause Perry's TRYING to be better than me or that he was genetically bred to be better, it's because he wants to be better. He wants to be his best. He's actually more honorable than I've ever been, and that's been the real reason why he is better than me. He does his best for his family and friends, and even his nemesis. He's naturally good-hearted to people and always wants to give the 110% that hardly any of us care to give. I've realized, I don't really have any reason to hate him for being the best he is. I needed to encourage that if anything. Perry has his own troubles, possibly even more than yours and mine combined. Yet still, when I tried to help him, I only got shot down for it.'", the panda sighed once more. "'It's a very frustrating thing; trying to make amends with your rival...'"
Sakura, being the kind-hearted and slightly ditsy panda that she was, only smiled sympathetically to Peter's words. She may have not completely understood what all Peter was saying, but she was polite enough to try to offer some advice.
"'...Maybe he just doesn't understand you were trying to help him.'", she shrugged. "'Or that you wanna try to be friends with him.'"
Peter seemed curious, but he looked up at the ceiling, thinking it over. She did have a point. It's not like Peter's ever tried to just admit that he was feeling remorseful for always messing with Perry. He smiled back at the red panda and got up.
"'Thanks for stopping by, Sakura.'", he said as he got up. "'Think you're right.'"
"'Yeah?'"
"'Yup. In fact, I think I'm gonna head over and explain myself to Perry right now.'", Peter nodded before going down the hall to Perry's cubicle.
The red panda smiled to herself as she watched Peter walk away, satisfied with another day's work of making a person happy, a personal mission she tries to accomplish on her own terms.
Perry and Pinky were walking down the hallways from the gym, Perry at an angry, quick pace. Penny soon caught up as Pinky and Perry continued to talk.
"'You know, you didn't have to be like that.'", Pinky was saying. "'Peter WAS trying to help you out for once.'"
"I don't NEED his help! I've done perfectly fine without it for the last five years!", Perry was snapping back. "That panda is so infuriating!"
"'Hey now, what's YOUR issue?!'", Pinky was asking, slightly alarmed and disgusted with Perry's attitude.
"I could've won that fight if I was given the chance.", Perry muttered. "And then Ethan wouldn't be top-dog around here."
"'Perry!'", Pinky said, now getting in front of him. "'Do you even HEAR yourself?! Did that fight get to your head or something!?'"
Perry finally stopped and noticed what he was saying, how he was acting. He looked behind him, seeing Penny trail behind them. The female only looked at him, slightly shameful. Perry sighed a bit and brought a hand to his head.
"'I'm sorry guys...'", he chattered. "'There's something seriously weird around this place... It's like the moment the blood broke out...I dunno.. I can't keep Ethan and this whole thing the organization's got going on out of my head. It's so strict, I think it's contagious.'"
"'Perry, you're fine. You know you're not like Ethan.'", Penny said gently, placing a hand on his shoulder.
Perry moved his hand from his head to his neck and rubbed at it sorely, pulling the paw back to see the blood. They continued walking, but then Perry turned down another direction. Pinky and Penny stopped at the intersection.
"'Um... Amigo? The medical station's this way.'", Pinky said, pointing in the opposite direction.
"'Perry?'"
Following Perry, the trio arrived in his cubicle where Perry pulled out a first-aid kit. He began to clean himself, using the small mirror inside his desk to see the wounds.
"'Oh come on, Amigo. I'm sure the infirmary isn't as bad as the rest of Bacon.'", Pinky said.
"'I'd just rather clean it myself..'", Perry said, patting on the hydrogen peroxide he dabbed onto a cotton ball.
He winced a bit as the medicine stung and Penny sighed a bit, seeing him like this. But even then, Perry still seemed to be in a bad mood as the blood reminded him of Ethan. He cleaned himself up, and Pinky and Penny could see it in his actions. How forcefully he sat the tools down, almost slamming them onto the desk, the huffs he would give as the medicine stung.
"'Perry are you alright?'", Penny asked.
"'I'm FINE.'", he growled.
"'Amigo, what's wrong? Are you STILL in fight or flight mode?'", Pinky asked.
Perry sighed a bit, trying to calm himself down.
"'...Sorry..'", he said quietly.
"'Perry, when you get on autopilot, you're ALWAYS on fight mode.'", Penny chuckled.
"'Sorry for ignoring you guys.'", Perry apologized.
"'You're alright.'", Pinky reassured.
Just then a seagull came into the room and Perry looked over, slightly curious.
"'I've got the details here for you, Agent P-er...Perry.'", Sally the Seagull said, pulling out a folder from under her fedora.
Perry practically snatched them out of her hands and looked over the labeling carefully. Monogram's signature, neatly as every, traced the bottom and he felt both relief and worry.
"'That'll do. You're dismissed.'", he said, turning away from her as he focused on the folder in his hands.
"'A..are you sure?'", Sally asked. "'You seem a bit-'"
Perry scowled over his shoulder at her coldly and the seagull quickly headed out.
"'Yeah see li-'", Pinky began before being interrupted.
"'YES!'", Perry said in excitement.
He sat down at his desk, excited, but slightly nervous at the folder in his hands.
"'Perry, what's that?'", Penny asked.
He stared at it for only a moment to prepare himself before opening it up and reading through the content quickly. Penny and Pinky merely shrugged at each other. After burying his face behind the paper, Perry stopped. He slowly lowered the paper to the desk, a fearful expression across his face.
'It couldn't be...', he thought to himself.
He quickly pushed his chair back from the desk, spinning around to a filing cabinet that he opened up, pulled out his tools, and shoved them under his fedora.
"'Perry the Platypus?'", Penny asked again, trying to catch his attention.
"'Amigo, what are you-?'"
"'I'm leaving.'", he said, now getting up and trying to get a coat on.
"'WHAT?!'", they exclaimed.
Peter, who had been walking along the hallways, stopped nearby Perry's cubicle as he heard the platypus explain.
"'I gotta get out of here. NOW.'", he was saying, now looking for gloves against the snow outside.
"'Why? What's this folder?'", Pinky asked, picking it up.
"'NO!'", Perry snatched it away but it was already too late.
Pinky read the last words at the bottom and stood there, expressionless as Perry cringed. After a moment to allow his brain to register the words, the dog looked back at Perry. His eyes became wide and he slowly shook his head, his tail curling up between his legs as he took a step back.
"'N...no...'", Pinky said quietly, tears starting to surface. "'No.. N-no!'"
"'NO.'", Perry agreed, stepping up and taking the shivering dog by the shoulder. "'That's why I'm leaving.'"
Pinky turned on Penny now angry as she finished reading the file herself.
"'WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US THE CABOOSE BLEW UP?!'", he growled viciously.
Penny jumped back at the accusatory tone and started to panic.
"'I-I-I didn't know!'", she said. "'I-! Oh my goodness, Perry! I'm so sorry! I didn't know! I didn't know at the time! I'm sorry!'"
"'Whoa, alright calm down!'", Perry said, getting between them as tears poured out from the dog and the platygirl before a fight broke out. "'Penny, it was an accident. You didn't know Phineas, Ferb, Isabella, Buford, and Baljeet were on the caboose. I WISH you had told me that Monogram unhooked it when I asked you. Pinky, I know my boys. They're smarter than to let themselves get blown up by a box car. I can safely reassure you that ALL the kids, including Isabella, are unscathed.'"
"'But they're out there in the wilderness of Canada, trying to find US of all people!'", Pinky whimpered.
"'I know. That's why I'M going. I'm already sick of this place. I'm tired of these war-rules. And between us, Ethan kinda creeps me out anyway.'", Perry said. "'I'M going to go find them before something bad happens.'"
"'You mean, WE'RE going to go find them.'", Pinky insisted, putting a paw on Perry's shoulder. "'Not just cause we're bros, but because of my family too. I miss her just as badly as you miss the boys. I'm going to.'"
"'Pinky, I hate to sound sarcastic, but I gotta break it to you. You're a chihuahua. You CAN NOT survive the Winter back home, what on earth makes you think I'm gonna let you trudge around in CANADA?'", Perry scoffed.
"'Because I'M gonna go with you, whether you like it or not!'", Pinky insisted. "'I'll bundle up. I'm not gonna wuss out because of a little snow.'"
"'Me neither.'", Penny decided, causing Perry to look back at her curiously. "'It's my fault this all happened. I gotta help you guys fix it up. Besides, with YOU two, you NEED a girl's help on this.'"
Perry chuckled a bit, knowing Penny was right. The trio agreed to leave after Pinky and Penny bundle up and get themselves ready.
"'Question.'", Penny asked before they left the cubicle. "'How are we gonna get out of here?'"
"'There's only ONE person I know who would be on our side.'", Perry smirked. "'Our ever beloved mother.'"
"'Please don't call Carl that.'", Pinky whimpered, sticking out his tongue in disgust. "'It's just... It's so wrong, thinking.'"
"'Come on.'", Perry chuckled and the trio sat off. "'Grab your F.A.T. and let's get outta here.'"
Peter came out from his hiding spot in the shadows as he saw them race off in the opposite direction.
'...I should tell someone about this...', he noted to himself
The panda started to walk off in another direction when he slowed down as his thoughts continued.
'...But why should I always stick my nose in Perry's business?', he thought slyly to himself, picking up the pace. 'Who's to say I'M supposed to be a part of this?'
Meanwhile, as the kids rode along in silence, while Doofenshmirtz continued to drive, the man couldn't help but worry. He kept glancing back at Phineas, his fear growing by the glance. The child seemed so deep in thought, worried one moment and then stern the next. What could he do to change the child's mood? Maybe Candace was right. Maybe he should tell Phineas. Maybe there was something about Perry's secret agent life that would cheer Phineas up. Or something about what it was like BEFORE Heinz left. Or perhaps Phineas wouldn't want to hear. Who wanted to hear his ramblings anyway? Not even Perry the Platypus really cared. No one did. Maybe Phineas was so upset because of him. Maybe, despite all he would try to do, it'll only push Phineas further away, just like Vanessa. Maybe he was going to throw up from all these thoughts. Maybe...
They pulled up to a red light.
"Dr. D?"
"AAH!", Doof yelped with a jump as he sat straight up in his seat when he heard Phineas' voice.
"...Sorry.", Phineas apologized, slightly embarrassed that he scared the driver.
Heinz held a hand to his beating heart, trying to calm down, before he answered, "Ye- uh.. Yes, Phineas?"
"Um.. I was just... Well I was wondering..", Phineas said, a slightly worried look on his face.
"..Yes?", Heinz nodded, waiting to hear the rest.
"...D..Do you mean to...to hurt Perry? Wh-when you guys um...fight?", Phineas asked.
It couldn't have been a worse question. Because the obvious answer would be "yes" since Doof and Perry ARE trying to get rid of each other. But to say that, would break Phineas' heart and to say "no" would be even more lies.
"...Not...always the way you would think...", Heinz tried to say, earning a raised eyebrow. "I...he... Well it's... It's kinda like this. The normal routine we go through? He would come over, get trapped in a cage, a jar, a vase, a chef's hat, marshmallow or something. Don't ask. Anyway. He's trapped. I tell him some tragic back story or reason of my evil scheme, I start up the inator- my evil inventions are always tagged with inator-, he escapes, and we fight. Yes. We do fight. But WERE we ever to cause each other to bleed or break a bone, or like one time when Perry the Platypus fell into a sandpaper factory? We'd feel guilty for hurting each other THAT much. We don't mean to. We don't want to. A black eye, a bruise, a broken nose on my part, it's totally fine. It's just standard fighting. Otherwise? No. We actually get along quite nicely."
"How so?", Candace asked, hoping to bring some good words for Doof into the conversation.
"Oh, we chat, eat lunch, heck. Sometimes, Perry the Platypus even helps me feel better about some of my back stories and troubles.", Doof shrugged. "I know, you guys probably think he's a normal platypus that can't do much, but trust me. Perry the Platypus is... Well he's pretty human, I'll say that. Even if he can't speak. He lets you know what he's thinking. ...As I've learned the hard way once or twice..."
"...hard way?", Phineas asked, slightly uneasily.
Doof shook his head dismissively.
"It's...It's nothing...", he said. "Anyway. We fight each other. We hate each other, but yeah. Perry the Platypus and I get along quite nicely."
"Weird..", Isabella remarked, earning a simple shrug from the older.
Phineas simply sighed though. He didn't like it. He didn't like the idea of his platypus fighting this person on a daily basis, behind their backs, and being so much cooler sounding and more anthropomorphic than he ever let on! It's like Perry didn't trust him. Didn't trust him enough to let him know, even in secret, what it was that he was doing constantly. And it only confirmed his worries earlier. The whole situation was much more important than a kidnapping.
But as they drove along, all of a sudden, the car came to a sudden stop as snow was slung onto the side of the windshield, surprising the driver and Norm at the same time.
Heinz came out of the car and turned angrily on his attacker.
"Holy doonkleberries, you brat! What on earth was that for?!", he yelled angrily.
"What on earth are you doing on my aunt's property you pig!", the young girl yelled back angrily with a French accent.
"Brigitte?", Buford asked, poking his head out the window.
"Buford?", Brigitte gasped.
"You know each other?", Heinz asked curiously.
Buford wasted no time at all in opening the doors and soon the kids came out to greet their French Fireside Girlscout friend.
"Brigitte, whatcha doin here?", Isabella asked.
"Visiting my Aunt Lyla, here in Canada.", she replied. "What are you all doing here?"
Ferb gave a violent sneeze as he had started doing recently and Brigitte gasped.
"Sacre blue! Is he sick?!", she then turned angrily on Buford. "You careless idiot! Why are you traveling in Canada when someone is clearly sick!? Hurry up, get him inside before he catches pneumonia!"
"I told you!", Phineas said, making Ferb sigh.
He was quickly ushered into the house with the others. But as the group walked, Buford and Brigitte held back, continuing their argument in French as Isabella explained their link to Brigitte to Heinz.
"I missed you a whole lot!", Brigitte shot at him angrily to keep the conversation sounding hateful.
"Well I missed you more!", he retorted.
"No you didn't!", she shot back.
"Yes I did!"
"No you didn't!"
"Yes I did!"
"You're a loving idiot, do you know that?", Brigitte said.
"And you're an amazing woman.", Buford replied, folding his arms across his chest.
Laura: Lol. In case if anyone's confused, Buford and Brigitte are saying they love each other, but they're talking in French so no one understands what they're saying and they're making it sound angry so that no one can tell that two people from different countries and social statuses are actually in love when they should really be hating each other. ...This is just our take on the couple. X3 And yes, Lyla Lalabarry is Brigitte's aunt in our views for this story.