Danni: Gala? Ya'll alright? You're all jittery...

So. Close.

Danni: Ta'...what?

Happiest. Moment. Of. MY LIFE!

Danni: O_O

To answer a question that should be answered here so I can let everyone be aware, I hope to end this somewhere before it reaches 40 chapters (not including previews or stuff that had nothing to do with the story). This has gone on for-e-veeeerrrr. Not to mention, as I said before, I have to rewrite the whole thing, and work on other ideas. Yeah, I know; I'm making myself work too hard. Who cares? Not me! Because it's fun! XD

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P/F/P/F

Applejack eyed Pinky as the Chihuahuaborg began to walk ahead of the pygmy goat. He glowered a bit, before following behind carefully. He suddenly paused. "...Do you hear that?"

Pinky's ears rose up, looking around, his twitches rising. "I...I HeaR," he looked up, "a DiSTuRBaNCe."

The ceiling began to crumble. Applejack looked at Pinky from behind, as his mechanical horn began to spark. "Get ready..."

"I Do NoT NeeD you To STaTe THe oBViouS," Pinky's hand turned into a laser canon.

The ceiling crumbled.

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The Obvious Truth: Part 11

Schnitzel found herself whimpering over the corpse of the dying animal, feeling sick to her stomach. She felt like she had betrayed a close friend after blasting half of his face off. The pygmy goat twitched ever so slightly, with Schnitzel shocked that he even survived the blast. Doofenshmirtz adjusted himself, going over to Schnitzel, who was on her knees in terror.

"Quick thinking," Doofenshmirtz said, "Use that more often, Alice, and we may be in less of these situations."

Schnitzel didn't respond, even to her wretched name. She was focused on her former nemesis, who was slowly dying from what she had done. She didn't mean it, to be honest. She thought the weapon would merely stun him...she didn't think...she felt sick. Doofenshmirtz waited for Schnitzel to speak, knowing exactly who Applejack was to her. In fact, he remembered Applejack being a pet of Danni's, someone they had recently...disposed of. They both worked for them, and betrayed them all at once. It was odd to him that Schnitzel still cared.

He would've mocked her, and do it gladly, yet he remembered his own nemesis then, and decided to say nothing. He'd wait for Schnitzel to say something stupid, then react cruelly to that. It was more comfortable to him, honestly. Schnitzel picked up Applejack, and held him close, his blood staining her white doctor's uniform, which she'd trade for a black uniform that matched Doofenshmirtz's clothes soon after.

She looked to Doofenshmirtz, almost like a little girl who just witnessed her puppy get hit by a car. Her voice was quiet, unlike her usual loudness. This wasn't like Danni, or even her family members, who Doofenshmirtz had already murdered a long time ago. She swallowed. "...Fix him..."

"Hm?" Doofenshmirtz looked confused, "Excuse me, Alice?"

Schnitzel spoke much slower than before, feeling tears run down her face. "Let me fix him," she repeated, "...Please?"

Doofenshmirtz looked unsympathetic at his partner. "We have plenty of Cyborgs, Alice," he stated, "We don't need another one."

"Let me fix him," Schnitzel repeated, not caring for the response she got as she stood to her feet, and went over to Doofenshmirtz, nearly shoving Applejack into his arms, "Fix him with me."

"Like I said, we don't need anymore-."

"FIX! HIM! HEINZ!"

Doofenshmirtz was taken aback as Schnitzel looked like she had lost her mind. Her pupils abbreviated as she leaned forward towards Doofenshmirtz, begging him, pleading. She shook as she slowly looked down, staring at Applejack, who nearly stopped moving all together. Doofenshmirtz stared at Schnitzel for a while, as she became hysterical, and came to a conclusion; no, he wasn't worried that she had finally been broken completely, but the fact that Schnitzel just wasn't stable in this condition. He sighed.

"Fine."

Schnitzel shot her head up, her teary-eyes suddenly filled with hope. Doofenshmirtz groaned, rolling his remaining eye. "We'll...'fix' him," he said, "But if anything happens, I'm holding you responsible."

Schnitzel gave a big smile to Doofenshmirtz, and threw her arms around the dictator, who soon after pushed her off onto the ground, shoving Applejack back into her arms. "Just don't mention it," he growled, "And if he doesn't make it, then suck it up and deal with it."

Schnitzel sniffled and nodded her head as she stood back up to follow Doofenshmirtz to the medical room. Doofenshmirtz groaned, making note that he had to get harder than he was presently, otherwise he'd be doing this all the time.

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Schnitzel began jabbing buttons onto the keyboard of the security cameras. As she had planned previously, the goal was to seek out the "leader" of these mutants, who she deducted had to be the largest and strongest of them. Yet, aside from the mutants that they had already dealt with, many of these were roughly the same size as each other, perhaps with slight differences in height. She licked her lips. "C'mon, c'moooon," she turned her head, "Perry, did you find one?"

"They're not onscreen," Perry said, solemnly, "I could've sworn that I saw a mutant bigger than these things."

"If I'm right," Schnitzel said, "Then the leader has to be bigger than the others. Just like Dennis; no doubt he led those mutants, or at least had some sort of dominion over them. I'm positive that Monogram must've genetically engineered them all to have some sort of growth spurt, or at least the ones he saw most vital. Those smaller ones, though...perhaps it's not engineering them, but the animals chosen to mutate?"

Perry tried to ignore any words of the former Major, unable to comprehend why his leader would ever do such things to his agents. It was a disgusting sight, these mutants, and he had to look away just for a moment to clear his head from the images. Of course, he'd have no choice but to watch further, since Schnitzel was probably right. If not, then it would prove to at least chase the other mutants away.

Perry's attention was drawn back to Schnitzel, who appeared to be talking to herself as she changed from screen to screen. "Cyborgs are fighting back," she murmured, "But...no Norm-Bots...that's odd...they should've reacted by now...something with their main power-source must be..."

"Main power-source?"

Schnitzel glared. "Never you mind," she said, "That's none of your business."

"Whatever," Perry rolled his eyes, "In any case, maybe it was already dealt with?"

"We would've seen it by now," Schnitzel frowned, "Something's wrong...why are these cameras freezing up all of a sudden?"

"Something must have happened while Applejack and I were looking at them," Perry said...and paused, "Wait a minute," he looked at a few of the cameras, "OH RIGHT!"

"What is it?"

"We rewound some of the footage," Perry stated, "Maybe it did the same for some of the cameras."

"Do you think so?" Schnitzel asked, messing with the keyboard some more, "If that's the case, then..."

After working some more on the cameras, the footage fast-forwarding, the images were returned to normal on the rest of the frozen looking screens. Schnitzel nodded at this, very pleased. "Good," she said, "Now let's see what...Perry? Are you alright?"

Perry stared at one of the screens, his face white with horror at what he saw. "I...I found them..."

"Them? Them wh..." Schnitzel grinned, "You found Phineas and-!"

"Schnitzel, we have to go, now."

"Huh? Wait, what do you mean? What's going-?"

With that, Perry sprinted out of the room. Schnitzel groaned. "Why do they always run out on me, huh?" she said as she began to follow, "And gimme some sorta warning next time, you soggy flea-bag!"

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Phineas slumped to his knees once he and Doofenshmirtz found shelter behind a wall, just as some creatures flew passed. He groaned in pain, finally feeling the injuries dealt to him come into full circle. Since he had been beaten to a pulp many times in the past, he had learned to fight against the damage he had sustained. Of course, he was starting to reach his limits. He barely made it out of that fight with Ferb, now that he thought about it.

Doofenshmirtz peered over, looking confused, glancing around. "That's weird," he murmured to himself, "The Norm-Bots should have activated by now...hell, they should have shown up the moment they came in...what could have happened?"

The dictator looked over to Phineas, noticing him breath heavily. "Kid," Doofenshmirtz said, "You alright?"

"I...I'm fine," Phineas growled, pushing himself up, "I'll be fine...just a little winded, is all..."

Doofenshmirtz shook his head, kneeling to Phineas's level. "Sheesh, I'm surprised you didn't fall unconscious when he," he paused, "What did he do to you anyway? I barely made it to see him try to shoot you."

"Fight...flipped me," Phineas mumbled, "Doesn't matter...ugh," he stood back up, taking another breathe, "I'm okay...so, where do you think Schnitzel is at?"

Doofenshmirtz didn't answer for a moment, eyeing Phineas over once more. Phineas almost tilted his head in confusion at his question not being answered right away. It was then that he remembered; Doofenshmirtz cared about his well-being now. That in itself was still weirding him out, though he didn't voice this, fearing that it would lengthen the oddity.

Luckily for him, Doofenshmirtz sighed, and went on. "Anywhere in the opposite side of the building, I hope," he said, "That, or she got lost. Wait...okay, that's too much. She's lived here for seven years at least, not even she's that dense. She's probably wandered around this place so much, she may know it better than me."

"Whatever the case," Phineas said, "Where do we start?"

"Knowing her, something is probably trying to kill her by now," Doofenshmirtz sighed at the thought, "She cannot survive on her own for long, that poor soul..."

"Which means that she's probably being chased down by a mutant, or is trying to strangle one?"

"Precisely. So, if we find one of those creatures, we may find her."

"And if we don't?"

"Then we run like hell, and figure out a plan B if we manage to survive."

"...Sounds legit."

And thus, the two continued forward.

"Wait. What do you mean 'if we manage to survive'?"

"I'm a man with an open mind, Phineas."

"That's not what you said when we were in the cell."

"Shut up."

Phineas smirked. "C'mon," he said, "You're not the type to deny-..."

"No, really," Doofenshmirtz said, stopping, "Shut up. Listen..."

The sound of faint creaking could be heard from above. Phineas looked up, and saw the ceiling vibrate ever slightly. "Well," he said, "I guess there's one up there..."

Doofenshmirtz seemed to pale a bit, earning a look of confusion from Phineas. "Doofenshmirtz?"

"Ah, crap."

With that, the dictator grabbed Phineas, and pulled him out of the way, running a short distance away as the ceiling crumbled, revealing a giant mutant, one bigger than the others had been. Its mouth was stained with red marks, which looked a lot like blood. It was a mix of a lion, tiger, and a bear.

"Oh...my..." Phineas and Doofenshmirtz said slowly as the behemoth turned its attention to them, snarling.

Phineas looked up at the dictator. "Run?"

"Like hell and back."

"That's what I thought."

The two began to flee, chased down by the mutant. Phineas didn't look impressed. "This has become my life now, has it?" he asked.

"Yes Phineas," Doofenshmirtz answered, just as annoyed, "It has, indeed..."

ROOOOOAAAAAR!

Phineas looked back at the creature, who appeared to speed up. He looked forward again, then up at Doofenshmirtz. "Shouldn't that thing be slower than the others?" Phineas asked, "You know, height and weight and stuff?"

"We're really talking about this now?" Doofenshmirtz asked, glaring, "We're kind of in the middle of something."

"Well, for the record," Phineas glared back, "I blame you for this."

Doofenshmirtz gave a "really" look at Phineas, his attitude starting to get on his nerves. "Oh, just shut up, and help me murder this thing, will you?!" he yelled, "What about your weapon?!"

"Right," Phineas paused, "Oh, crap, I must've left it in the inventing room."

ROOOOOAAAAAR!

Doofenshmirtz sighed. "Well, that's just great...ideas? There are no wrong answers...except for the ones that are wrong."

Phineas hummed a bit before answering, "We could lead it to the Ice-Box and freeze it."

Doofenshmirtz stared down at Phineas, with a shocked look on his face. Phineas stared back. "...What?"

"...That...might actually work."

"What? Dude, I was just taking a shot in the dark here."

That's when a second creature bounded forth, blocking their path. Doofenshmirtz and Phineas backed away, and jumped at the sound of the other mutant's snarls. Phineas simply stared. "We're screwed."

"Totally," Doofenshmirtz said with as much blankness to his expression as Phineas's.

Both creatures leaned down to attack, before the largest of the two was distracted by a figure, quickly running up its back to cover its eyes, immediately punching the pupil, briefly blinding it. Phineas recognized the platypus immediately. "PERRY!"

Doofenshmirtz's eye widened at the name, as he realized who their savior was. He watched silently, unable to know what to feel, as his former nemesis leapt off the creature, and onto the snout of the other, who tried to punch him with its gorilla-like hands. Perry jumped out of the way, causing the beast to punch himself, and it fell over in a daze. The lion-tiger-bear mix then leapt forward, in which Doofenshmirtz knocked Phineas down to duck from the sudden action, and landed on top of the other creature, trying to get to Perry, who easily crawled out as they both began to fight each other.

Swiftly, Perry went over to Doofenshmirtz and Phineas, only to be grabbed by the largest of the two mutants' tail, slamming him into the wall. The creature stood up growling at Perry, who struggled. Phineas went to react, but was pulled back by Doofenshmirtz. "Let go!" Phineas said, "He needs help!"

"It's not like we'll do him any good getting into the mix," Doofenshmirtz said, "We don't have any means of helping him!"

"B-but-..."

A blast shot up against the beast's head, knocking it down. Perry was dropped to the floor, as he looked up in shock. Heads turned to Schnitzel, holding a laser weapon with a glare on her face (she clearly shook from fear, though the façade itself was impressive).

"Step away from the platypus!" she yelled, "And I'll give ya-!" she took out a corpse of one of the smaller creatures from the hospital room, "THIS!"

The aroma of death enticed the two large mutants as their attention was grabbed by Schnitzel, who slowly began to back away. As Doofenshmirtz began to piece together Schnitzel's intentions, the creatures slowly crept forward. Before Doofenshmirtz could do anything, however, Schnitzel sprinted, shrieking something along the lines of "this is a very bad idea, what the hell was a thinking, I'm gonna die, aaaaaah!" as she was followed by the mutants. They disappeared around the corner.

Doofenshmirtz simply stared in shock for a moment, while Phineas ran over to Perry, truly happy to see his pet after all these months. The dictator turned to see his son pulling his nemesis into a hug. Doofenshmirtz found himself growing a small smile at the scene. The optimism that seemed to disappear when he fought Ferb seemed to come back when reuniting with his pet, which was a good thing.

"PERRY!" Phineas said, "You're alive! I missed you boy!" he pulled away momentarily to give Perry a cold glare, "You're a secret agent?!"

Perry shrunk down a bit, looking to the ground sadly before being pulled back into another embrace. "Ah, who cares about that?!" Phineas grinned once more, his eyes misty from joy, "I'm just glad you're okay!" he pulled away, giving another, more softer glare, "But we're going to talk about this later, mister."

Perry shrugged. "Fair enough."

Phineas's expression changed from a glare to a look of pure shock, as he dropped Perry to the floor, staring. "...Since when could you talk?" he asked slowly.

"It's the collar," Perry explained, "Candace gave it to-."

"YOU SAW CANDACE?!" Phineas lifted Perry back into the air, shaking him, "How is she?! Where is she?! She IS alright, right?! Give me friggin details!"

"Calm down, calm down!" Perry said, feeling dizzy, "She's alright...for...the most part, I guess."

Phineas looked confused. "The most part...?"

Perry gave one of the weakest smiles Phineas had ever seen. "Ah, don't worry about it, kid," he said, "We'll talk more once this is all resolved."

"Oh, right," Phineas turned around, "Schnitzel's being chased, isn't she?"

Doofenshmirtz looked over at Phineas with a small glare. "Are you even paying attention?" he asked, "Oh, whatever. We better go get her before she gets herself into more trouble."

"Oh, I'm sure she'll be fine," Perry said waving dismissively.

Phineas and Doofenshmirtz stared at the former secret agent. "You...you don't know her well, do you?" Doofenshmirtz asked, "Did you even listen to the backstories involving Alice, or were you just ignoring me the whole time?"

Perry didn't seem to pay attention to anything Doofenshmirtz had to say (which for some reason seemed to leave a sting on the dictator), while Phineas stared up at the dictator with a confused frown. "Of course, her idea is completely insane," he said, "Basically, she's attempting to round up all the mutants by mind-controlling their alleged leader, and leading them to a room, so that they can kill each other after breathing in nitrous oxide and such."

"Wait," Phineas said, "Trapping gas in a single room...that's like a rotten milk carton!"

"She already used that analogy when Applejack explained the plan," Perry shrugged, "Not like we have any other ideas, though."

"We could just freeze them in the Ice Box," Phineas said, earning a look from Perry.

The platypus stared at his owner for a moment before face-palming himself. "UGH! Why didn't we think of that?!"

"It was kind of a shot in the dark," Phineas shrugged, "But in hindsight, that seems to be the safest way out of this."

"Well, that could be a problem," Doofenshmirtz said, "It was one thing to freeze one mutant, but not all of these things are going to fit into one room. Even somehow trapping the laughing gas in a room with these things seems impossible since they're too big."

"What about the Goozim?" Phineas asked, "With the room filled with lava and death and stuff?"

"There's a possibility that they may be immune to lava," Doofenshmirtz said, "Not to mention that the Goozim wouldn't stand a chance. There's only one option then..."

Perry glared. "Oh, no," he said, finally responding to Doofenshmirtz, though keeping their conversation strictly professional, "It's nitrous oxide; inhaling too much could kill everyone in the building!"

"It's the only logical way," Doofenshmirtz said, "In any case, where'd you put the tanks?"

"They're back at the surveillance room," Perry said, "We didn't have time to grab them before coming here."

"That's fine," Doofenshmirtz said, "It shouldn't be too far from here. Phineas, you think you and Perry can help the other Cyborgs with the mutants?"

Phineas nodded. "Sure thing."

"Good," Doofenshmirtz went on, "I'll find Schnitzel; she can help me with freezing the behemoth."

"You're still trying to freeze that thing?" Phineas blinked, "Why?"

"I wanna figure out how that thing was made," Doofenshmirtz said, "As such, I don't want the body to be damaged in any sort of way."

"Do you have to choose the biggest one?" Phineas asked wide-eyed.

"Say what you may," he said, "But it's the most convenient, and I won't have time to round up another if I'm gonna go and help that moron."

Phineas sighed. "Alright," he said, "Just be careful, you psycho."

"You're calling me a psycho when throughout this whole time you've been here, you've nearly gotten yourself killed at least once a week?"

Phineas began to sputter at this, trying to make a solid comeback to Doofenshmirtz's remark. Eventually, he quieted down as he thought more into it. Giving a sour glare, he sighed in defeat. "...Touché."

"In any case," Doofenshmirtz said, "You better get going with that."

Perry simply gave the dictator a nod. Doofenshmirtz let out a sigh, but said nothing else to Perry. Instead, he looked at Phineas one more time. "And Phineas," he said, "One more thing."

Phineas watched Doofenshmirtz reach into his pocket and take out a folded up piece of paper. He handed it to Phineas. "It's important that you read this," Doofenshmirtz said, "Very quickly, of course, since we have little time to spare. Initially I was going to give it to you earlier, but, given the circumstances..." he paused, earning another confused frown from Phineas, "In any case, both of you better hurry. And remember this; don't give up, no matter what else happens to you."

With that, Doofenshmirtz ran off the direction Schnitzel and the giant mutant went. Phineas stared off in confusion, and looked to the paper he was given before feeling Perry tug on his shirt. "C'mon," the platypus said, "Let's get going. Hate to say it, but he's right. We don't have much time on our hands."

Phineas looked to his platypus and nodded, and he put the paper back in his pocket where it belonged. He followed Perry to the surveillance room.

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"Don't look at me that way, Perry the Platypus. You should've seen this coming."

Yet Perry was completely horrified at what he saw; that large machine that would start it all. It's purpose was simple, yet lethal in some cases. The once harmless nemesis of his suddenly appeared to be completely insane now that his creation had been completed. It had been a secret project, Perry remembered, one that Doofenshmirtz had been hiding for many months now.

Perry had contemplated whether Doofenshmirtz was the cause of the mayor's death or not; in fact, there had been plenty of others who he thought were possibly his doing, such as his own parents. He noticed a woman, watching this all unfold from a distance, a woman he now recognized presently as Schnitzel. Yet, she didn't seem to do much during this encounter, and if anything seemed to want to stay out of it completely. At the same time, she looked like she was waiting for an opportunity of some kind, as if standing-by in case something were to go utterly wrong.

After all, if this machine failed, Perry would have to arrest Doofenshmirtz, who he now considered a very close friend, for his crimes, and Schnitzel would likely have to be imprisoned as well for being an accomplice. Part of Perry wished that he could just convince Doofenshmirtz not to go through with the plan, hoping that maybe Monogram would offer some mercy (though he doubted it). If he could speak, surely Doofenshmirtz would listen to what he had to say. But as of now, Doofenshmirtz seemed to be completely adamant about the whole thing going into motion.

The machine was meant to do one thing, but it had no theme to any back-story this time. Instead, it seemed to come out of a horror movie. Strapped into the machine, completely lifeless and grotesquely different, was an agent that Perry knew all too well; Peter the Panda, whose body was being torn up and replaced with metallic parts. Perry felt sick to his stomach, while Doofenshmirtz appeared to be proud of his actions.

"Once I have all the OWCA agents at my disposal," Doofenshmirtz said, "They'll all end up like Peter the Panda. That includes you, Perry the Platypus."

Perry took a step back at those words as Doofenshmirtz cackled. "It won't be so bad," he said with a shrug, "In fact, you won't remember a thing after I cram you in the machine. Peter's almost done; what do you say? Are we gonna do this the easy way, or the hard way?"

With that, Perry turned to run, only to be grabbed by a giant claw from the ceiling. It crushed him down to the floor, trapping him. Perry struggled as Doofenshmirtz went over to him, his hands folded behind his back. "They always want to do the hard way," Doofenshmirtz said disappointedly, "Why is that, you figure?"

Suddenly, the machine began to produce a loud siren. Schnitzel reacted as such, and began to fix the problem. She stared up, noticing something about the brainwaves of their test-subject. "Dammit..."

Doofenshmirtz turned to Schnitzel, raising an eyebrow. "It's nothing," Schnitzel assured, "Just some minor casualties. I'll handle it."

Doofenshmirtz chose to believe her and turned back to Perry, who seemed to shrink down a bit. Doofenshmirtz didn't give a specific reaction, but went on anyway. "I never thought it would end like this, to be honest," he admitted, sounding sincere, "I truly didn't. In the beginning, when we first met, I thought that it was just going to be me and you beating each other up until we bruised. As time went on, I thought I could move on completely thanks to you...I almost feel bad for doing this to you, Perry."

The secret agent looked shocked that Doofenshmirtz didn't say his full name. Was he actually being serious about this? Maybe he was hesitating? Was that enough to overcome this disaster? Yet, Doofenshmirtz began to smile again, and it filled Perry with dread.

"Of course, there's no turning back," Doofenshmirtz went on, "We have to do what needs to be done."

Perry watched carefully as Doofenshmirtz turned around, watching him twirl a remote in his hand. Perry knew that the remote would be able to release him. Carefully, Perry whipped his head up, making his fedora fall onto his face. He managed to grab the hat with his beak, as he stared directly at the remote. Doofenshmirtz began to walk over to where Schnitzel was, when Perry managed to throw his hat into the air. He whistled, grabbing Doofenshmirtz and Schnitzel's attention.

The whistle wasn't for them, rather to activate the saws within his hat. It zipped around quickly, cutting into the walls, before finally cutting at the remote, and Doofenshmirtz's hand. Flinching, Doofenshmirtz dropped the remote, blood dripping, and feeling thankful the hat didn't cut the whole thing off. The remote landed on its button, freeing Perry, who reacted quickly.

Seconds later, however, Doofenshmirtz's fist met up with his face, and Perry was knocked unconscious instantly.

A/N:

Daaaaang, why are these chapters suddenly getting shorter and shorter? :S

Oh well. Why am I complaining? I loved this chapter so much. It was almost cute. X3

Wait...this isn't supposed to be cute, is it...oh well. Screw it! XD

Anyways, tomorrow I'll be going to a campout with my church friends and won't be back until next Monday. Sooooo don't wait up for me until then, kay? Just wanted to let you guys know. :)

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