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Perry, Phineas, and Ferb, two hours later, went down into Perry's lair to wait for Pinky and Terry to arrive. Perry checked his watch, it was 9:45, and sighed. He really did not want to bring Phineas and Ferb with him, but what choice did he have? His owners were just as stubborn as he was. That, though, didn't stop him from trying one last time to persuade them out of this.
"You really don't need to come," Perry said, his voice now reaching a desperate note. "It won't be that exciting. Just a lot of sitting and watching."
"Nice try, Perry," Phineas said, twirling around in Perry's chair and fiddling with his new orange watch. "You've been trying for the last two hours to try and talk us out of coming with you, but it won't work. We're coming."
Perry sighed, but finally gave up. Perry laid down on the floor, fedora on head, and watched Phineas spin around in his chair, then looked over at Ferb, who was messing with his purple watch. He was about to ask about the new watches when he heard his tube being activated and Pinky and Terry dropped in; they, too, had their fedoras on.
Pinky and Terry turned their translators on as soon as they landed.
"Hola, muchachos," Pinky greeted. "Ready to go?"
"Let's do this!" Phineas said, smiling, getting out of the chair. "How are we getting there?"
"We'll take my hovercar," Perry said, climbing in with the other four following. "Buckle up and get comfy. This might take a while."
Three hours later, they found themselves on the edge of Dansville, at the last address on the list. Perry quietly landed his hovercar and beckoned to the four other passengers to follow him. Once they reached the edge of the building, Perry motioned for the others to stay and then took the time to walk around the building to get a feel for it. The building itself, it looked like an old factory, was three stories high, with measurements of about 388' by 56', and consisted of load bearing brick masonry walls constructed of common bricks, peppered with a regular pattern of window openings on all sides. Perry counted 355 wood double hung windows. A stepped brick belt course separated the first and second stories. A shallow pediment, also outlined in stepped brick, projected from the center of the front facade. The same pattern of stepped brickwork was carried beneath the eaves along the east and north side elevations of the building. A projecting brick water table also continued around the sides at ground level. The west side of the building, facing the yard, was simplified, with the parapet rustication and corbeled band omitted. On the east side, Beaubien sloped down to the north, thus exposing the foundation wall, which was parged. Walls were capped with a vitreous clay tile coping, except at the south pediment, which is capped with an ogee-molded limestone coping. The brick was unpainted, except at the front facade, which was painted white, but the paint was peeling. It also looked completely deserted.
Once Perry reached the side of the building where he left Pinky, Terry, Phineas, and Ferb, he told them what he found. "If we go to the next side, there is a balcony on the second floor. We can use the grappling guns to propel up there and look inside."
The other four nodded and followed Perry over to the balcony. He took his grappling gun out, aimed at the balcony and fired, hitting it perfectly. He looked over and saw Pinky and Terry did the same thing. He held out his paw and Phineas took it, Pinky doing the same with Ferb, and they were propelling up. Once they landed soundlessly (well, Perry, Pinky, and Terry did; Phineas and Ferb were a little noisy) on the balcony, the agents unhooked their grappling hooks and wound them back into the guns, putting them away. They landed right in front of a window, and when they looked inside, they knew they had the right place. Inside, the lights were on and tons of robots were either being made or flying around. They also saw a bunch of the evil scientists roaming around. Perry, Pinky, and Terry looked at each other, all three agreeing that this is where L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N. have been hiding out the past month and a half.
"I don't see any of the agents," Phineas whispered.
"Me either," Perry said. "They must be being kept somewhere else. Let's get out of here so I can report back to-"
Perry was cut off when the balcony suddenly started sliding into the wall, bringing the occupants with them; with one final slam, they were thrown through the window and into the building. Perry, Pinky, and Terry, with their extensive agent training, all did front flips and landed lightly on their back legs. Phineas and Ferb weren't so lucky. Though both boys are agile, they still landed on their hands and knees. Perry felt his instinctual growl rising within him as all the robots and scientists looked at the boys, mostly in curiosity (well, the scientists did). He did a side flip and landed nimbly in front of his owners, planning to protect them at all cost. He saw Pinky and Terry, from the corner of his eye, move closer to them as well.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, there was an evil laughter that seemed to echo through the spacious building. Perry, trying, and failing, to find the source of it, crouched and fell back into his self-defense pose. After a couple moments of silently waiting, a voice boomed through the factory.
"Ah, so this would be the famous and formidable Agent Perry the Platypus," the voice, still having no seen owner, said in an English accent. "I was wondering when the O.W.C.A.'s top agent would figure out where we were hiding out. You're quite the resourceful one. I now see why all the scientists now in my employment fear you so."
Perry, not wanting this evil leader to know he had a translator, turned it off. Instead of yelling at him, like he wanted to, he just chattered angrily. Pinky and Terry saw what Perry did, so they turned their translators off as well, figuring their friend had a reason to do so.
The evil leader just laughed. "And look who he brought with him: Agent Pinky the Chihuahua and Agent Terry the Turtle, good agents in their own rights, but still nowhere near as good as Agent P here is. We've had such a hard time locating the three of you, as well as the other four agents that we haven't captured. Tell me, where have all of you been hiding out? Surely not your headquarters. We've already had our spies through there."
Perry, Pinky, and Terry exchanged a quick look, but said nothing.
"Fine, stay quiet. It won't help you anyways," the evil leader said. "Now wait just a second. Who are these two children with you? They obviously aren't part of the O.W.C.A., they only allow animal agents."
Perry tensed slightly when the evil leader noticed the boys, but continued to be quiet. He was also desperately trying to keep down the protective growl that was threatening to come out.
It was quiet for a few moments before the voice spoke again. "From the way you're protecting them, it would seem they're someone important to you. How is it that a special agent animal is friends with two human children?"
Perry felt a smile curve his bill. Even as evil as he is, he's still stupid. Just like with the other scientists, he hasn't figured out that he has owners, that he's a pet. It kinda made him want to laugh, but held it back, staying focused on the only thing that was important at the moment: getting the boys out of here safely. He'd rely on Pinky and Terry to look for any signs of the other captured agents.
"Fine. Seeing as this conversation is going nowhere, I'll just capture all five of you, and get it out of you the hard way. Robots, attack!" the evil leader shouted.
In one second, they had an army of robots descending on them. Perry, using all of his strength, pushed his owners backwards into a wall. He gave them a look that said 'stay!' and then turned around to help Pinky and Terry fight off the robots. What the stupid new leader failed to notice was that while they were talking, Perry was also studying the robots, looking for weaknesses; he found two. There was a weak spot of metal right in the center of the back that looked like if you kicked it hard enough, it should cause the robots to at least stop working. The second weak spot would be the head: if you could pull it off, the robot should stop.
"Pinky! Terry!" Perry chattered. "Aim for the middle of the back or pull off the head."
"What?" Pinky barked back, flipping out of the way of an arm.
"It's their weak spots." Perry chattered, flipping and landing a sound kick in the back; the robot froze, spun around in circles and promptly exploded. "But it has to be right in the middle."
"Aye," Pinky barked, landing his own kick in the back.
Perry kicked, flipped, dodged, and punched at least a dozen robots, causing all to explode, before one smacked him right in the stomach, sending him flying into a wall, the wall where Phineas and Ferb were sitting against.
"Perry!" Phineas shouted, squatting in front of the platypus. "Are you okay?"
Perry got back up, shook his head to clear the fuzziness, and chattered that he was okay. Before going back into the fray, he pointed to both boys, then to the wall, his expression deadly serious.
"We got it," Phineas said. "Stay here. But-"
Perry cut him off with another stern look before heading back into the battle. Phineas and Ferb looked at each other, silently agreeing that the three agents needed their help, before taking out the ray guns they brought with them.
"Ferb," Phineas said. "It seems that Perry is aiming for the middle of the back, so aim there."
Ferb gave a thumbs-up before both boys ran to the edge of the fray and started firing Their aims were dead-on every time. Phineas looked over at Ferb and saw his stepbrother handing him his ray gun before jumping onto the back of one of the robots. He peeled back the control panel and switched some wires before he had full control of the robot. Once he did, he started to attack the other robots. Phineas smiled at his stepbrother's genius idea before pocketing both ray guns and jumping onto the closest robot and rewiring it. Now both boys had their own robots.
"Perry!" Terry growled from on top of a robot's head.
"What?" Perry chattered back, roundhouse-kicking another robot. "I'm a little busy."
"Look to your left!" Terry growled before pulling another robot head off.
Perry, confused, looked over and what he saw almost made his heart stop. There were his owners, his two boys, riding on the back of two robots and attacking the other robots. It seemed they had those two robots under their control. In three flips, he was next to Phineas on his robot and switched on his translator.
"What the heck do you think you're doing?!" Perry yelled.
"Helping," Phineas said, blasting another robot. "No matter how amazing you are Perry, there are just too many robots for only you, Pinky, and Terry to handle."
"This is too dangerous," Perry said, flipping off the robot and onto another before ripping its head off, then flipping back to Phineas.
"We're totally safe," Phineas said, but it seemed that he spoke too soon.
In one second, everything changed. Three robots grabbed Phineas, hit Perry, sending him back into a wall, where he was joined a second later by Ferb, Pinky, and Terry. While Perry was trying to clear his head from the blow, the evil leader's voice floated out.
"One down, four to go," he said. "Who will be next?"
Perry was up in the next nanosecond, his angry and protective snarl so loud and menacing that the humans in the room (aka the scientists) shrunk back. And in those seconds, Phineas and Ferb had a silent discussion, and Ferb, although he really didn't want to, agreed to Phineas' plan. He glanced at his pet and saw Perry crouched down, growling, about to launch himself at the robots. Perry had just left the ground when he felt someone grab his tail, a sharp pain shooting up his tailbone, returning him to the ground. He turned around and saw Ferb holding on and, through his angry haze, questioned why Ferb wouldn't let him rescue Phineas. Ferb shook his head and pulled Perry back, picking him up and holding him, Perry's back to Ferb's front. Perry growled and squirmed, but Ferb's hold was unbreakable. His breaths were coming in short pants now and he felt like he was about to pass out. One of his owners was in trouble, yet his other owner wouldn't let him save him. Perry was confused and angry, so he continued to squirm.
"Trust me, Perry," Ferb whispered to Perry. Perry stopped squirming but just stared ahead. Ferb turned to Pinky and Terry and nodded. "We need to leave. Now."
Pinky and Terry, although confused, nodded. Pinky first got his ray gun out, shooting at the window so all the glass was broken. He and Terry then got their grappling guns out and shot at the window, hooking onto it. Ferb looked down at Perry, grabbed his watch and pressed a button that would call the hovercar to them. He took Pinky's outstretched paw and looked, one last time at Phineas (who was smiling), before being propelled up towards the window and into the hovercar, all the while hearing the evil leader calling out orders to capture them, but it was too late. Thanks to the hyper-speed mode the boys added to the hovercar, they were back to the house in less than a minute.