Down the Hall

By Unknown Book

(A/N: One-shot inspired by the line "I grew up hearing your evil scheming down the hall" in Vanessa's song: Not So Bad A Dad. I don't know if anyone else has written a fanfic on this, if they have, let me know and I'll give credit where it's due. This is my first time posting a fanfiction, let me know if you have formatting suggestions :3 )

For as long as Vanessa could remember, her father, Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz, had always been evil. She ignored it when she was young because she was still sour about her parent's divorce, but she was used to hearing him build, monologue, and explode from a few rooms down the hall.

Thinking back on it, that wasn't the only thing she remembered from her dad's weekends. She always knew he had a nemesis. When her dad met his nemesis, she was the first person he told. He ran into her room looking more excited and happier than she'd seen since he received the divorce papers from Charlene.

She never got to meet his nemesis as a kid, she was too busy being locked in her room, but she did know of his existence, and he knew of hers.

Young Vanessa enters the living room to find her father passed out on the couch. Next to him on the coffee table is a handwritten note addressed to her. The handwriting is beautiful, and the paper looks like it's from a gourmet restaurant that serves paper instead of food.

To Heinz's Daughter:

You are most likely unaware of my existence, but I am your father's acquaintance.

"Acquaintance" is weirdly scrawled onto the paper, almost as if the person who wrote it had been unsure of themself.

He passed out during today's meeting, so I placed him on the couch. As of late, he has been visibly exhausted. Please refrain from waking him unless there is an emergency. There is a salad in the fridge if you get hungry.

P

Sure enough, when Vanessa checked the fridge there was a homemade salad in there. It had a sticky note with the same signature. So the agent made her dinner, huh?

She doesn't understand how he got the ingredients; her dad is a total junk food lover. Regardless, she eats the salad and wonders what kind of secret agent helps their nemesis like this. No wonder her dad is so happy.

Now that she thought about it, her dad had been awfully exhausted lately. Maybe she'll talk to him about it later. She'll try to convince him to take better care of himself. Although, it's reassuring that two people are looking out for him now.

When Vanessa finally meets Perry-the-Platypus she remains nonchalant, but on the inside, she remembers that this is the agent who's been helping her and her dad. He may seem stoic on the outside, but he's alright in her book.