Peter the Panda's POV

I trudged down the large, empty room, my feet making large thudding sounds that echoed off the walls as I slumped lazily and unwillingly over to my computer. I yawned and sat down, waiting for my slow internet connection to boot up.

I was pretty overtired considering I hadn't got much sleep lately. And not to mention the long, boring trip back to my home in Seattle yesterday. I was really too sore to do anything, not that I would be getting any missions soon anyways since my nut job boss was either in the hospital or in the slammer. And even if everything was back to normal I never got any missions anyways, nobody ever needed me. I was basically just a stupid worthless back up agent that no one paid any attention to.

So after the whole incident that changed everyone's lives forever, my life was practically intact. I didn't suffer much or lose anything during this grueling, heartbreaking situation. Perry was the one that lost everything. And now that Doofenshmirtz was finally back in his life I didn't have anything to worry about either. But of course that meant I was back to being lonely and ignored again. The only reason anyone ever needed me was because I was the only one left to help them. That was the only reason I was ever really needed, if I was their last hope. Just like when that evil scientist convention captured all the agents, including me. Besides Perry, whom Major Monogram considered too valuable of an agent to lose, I was the last agent sent that day. Because I was always picked last. That was my life. And even after all this drama and death and pain that seemed to plague everyone around me blew over, my lousy, miserable life was of course unscathed. And alas I was back in my big, vacant base that was the only thing I had to call home, and I was probably never going to be needed again.

Once my computer finally started up I opened up my email to check my messages. Though I had no one in my life that really emailed me, Pinky has been checking up on me and talking to me more since this whole mess was cleaned up, which I was grateful for. I'm glad Pinky talks to me, he's one of the few friends I have and he really is a nice, considerate person. That's why my mood perked up slightly when I noticed a message from him sitting in my inbox, and I eagerly clicked on it to see what was up.

I skimmed through the message, and was pretty shocked by what it said. I read it over a couple more times to see if I was mistaken or not, but I wasn't. Maybe Pinky was playing a joke on me? But he wouldn't pull a joke like this, especially around a sensitive person like my self.

The message read: 'Peter, guess what? You got adopted! I'm not kidding, Perry asked Major Monogram to post your profile up on an adoption website and a family actually accepted you! You have a host family now! Isn't that amazing?'

Underneath the message was a link. I followed it, and sure enough it brought me straight to this pet adoption site. I scrolled down the page and was exceedingly stunned when I found my picture! It had all my information underneath it too! But the most amazing part was it said 'adopted' underneath my profile! There was another link underneath that as well. My paws shaking with excitement and disbelief, I moved the mouse over and clicked, and another website profile showed up. It…it was a family. There was a picture of a mother, father, and two little girls about five or six years of age. I read the information underneath and was shocked to find that this was a family that lived right here in this side of Seattle!

My eyes grew wide with delight! Perry, he had actually kept his promise! He put up my profile online and a family adopted me! This was the most amazing thing that had ever happened to me in my entire life! If I still had my human voice (which I disabled after the incident) I would have shrieked in glee! This was absolutely phenomenal! I was no longer was alone, for the first time in my life I had a…family! Family. That word I could get used to. It sounded much better than 'the lonely panda'. No, I finally had people to love me and I could love them, just like Perry and Pinky and all the other agents! This was fantastic! I couldn't begin to describe the warm, fuzzy feeling of delight and excitement emerging from my heart which was now wide with joy. I was still struck with disbelief as a million other thoughts ran through my head!

I closed the window the link had taken me to and opened my email back up. I started typing a reply to Pinky as fast as my enthusiastically trembling paws could. The reply read: 'OMG are you serious? This is terrific! I'm so psyched right now! Tell Perry I love him so much!'

I hit send and waited a few moments, and Pinky must have been online since another message popped up surprisingly fast. I read it over, and it said 'I know right? But get ready to love Perry even more, look what else he did for you:'

There was another link, which I followed to bring me to another profile page. I looked it over, and it was a picture of what looked like…and evil scientist? I read it over, and it was another person local to Seattle. And it was an evil scientist! I couldn't register this in my brain for a moment or two, but then it suddenly hit me! Perry had apparently gotten me a nemesis as well!

I hurried back to my email account and sent another reply to Pinky. I wrote: 'Are you kidding me? Perry got me a nemesis too?'

I waited patiently for a reply, which came up moments later. The message from Pinky read: 'Yep! Isn't this amazing? You never have to be alone anymore Peter! Now you have loved ones just like me and Perry!'

I sat there and stared blankly at the computer screen, completely dumbfounded by this truth. I honestly thought that everyone would just forget me again. I figured that Perry would forget the promise he made me and be too caught up piecing his own life back together to care about me. I thought I was just going to fade into the background as just your average lonely, unlovable panda yet again and be confined in this cold hearted junkyard I call home for the rest of my life, never to be needed or even wanted ever again.

But Perry hadn't forgotten me at all. He had turned my life completely upside down and brought me a family and a nemesis, and he did this great favor in the middle of all his problems that he was still wrapping up. I smiled warmly, and was flabbergasted to find small tears trickling down my black and white fur from my beady black eyes. I hastily wiped the tears away. I, I never cried about anything! This was actually getting me so emotional that I was reduced to tears! But they were happy tears, of course. I was so grateful and thankful towards Perry and his generous deed. Not only did this amazing happening give me new people to love, it made me realize that I already had people that cared about me and loved me. Perry really was a true friend.

So thank you Perry the Platypus, you're a life saver.