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Perry hadn't been sent undercover in quite awhile. Although it was a regular part of his encounters with Doofenshmirtz, but taking on a completely undercover mission was a rarity. However, this one was urgent. He'd even heard Major Monogram was pulling three or four agents together on this one. They were all to meet at O.W.C.A.'s headquarters, where they were to receive the details.
Around midnight, when Phineas and Ferb were cuddled up in bed and fast asleep, Perry snuck out of the house and drove his motorcycle down to headquarters.
Agent Pinky, Agent Mike the Monkey, and Agent Chris and Cat were all gathered in one of the office's conference rooms. Major Monogram and Carl were passing out documents when Perry arrived. They motioned him over expectantly.
"Thank you for coming, Agent P. As you know, you four are some of our best in the force. That's why I'm putting you all on this mission. As you know, this is a Code Red."
Carl flipped open one of the documents and gave it to Major Monogram.
"Ah, yes," the man coughed. "Here are profiles on five very prominent evil scientists that we have yet to bring in. Their names are Dr. Rewind, Dr. Scepter, Professor Laferon, Shade Terror, and Professor Gevaarlijk."
Perry squinted at the profile of the last scientist. He was almost certain he knew her.
The major continued, "All the intel we have on these characters is that they have all been afflicted with each other in the past, and that they are all severely dangerous. We have no idea why they are all here in Danville, which is definitely worrying. However, we do know all five of them are attending a 'students of evil' event being held at the Danville Hotel tonight.
We are not sending you to take them in, unless the situation becomes dangerous to civilians. We want you to go undercover as some of these students and find out what you can about their purposes here. Carl will assist you with the costumes. Any questions?"
The four agents looked at each other silently.
"Very well. Carl!"
"I'm standing right here, Sir!"
"Oh. Sorry." Monogram smiled sheepishly. "I'm just so used to having to yell for you at the office. I think they installed the sound proofing a bit too well. Please show our agents their covers."
Carl pushed a button on some kind of remote, causing half the wall to flip around, revealing four unique watches. The intern pulled one of the shelf and wrapped it around his wrist.
"These watches use holographic projections to make you look human. We.. um.. found.. DNA from four real human teenagers to make the holograms realistic. You just push this button here and.."
Instantly, Carl was turned into a teenage girl with long blonde hair. He did a twirl to show the effectiveness of the projection.
"That's a little creepy, Carl." The major muttered under his breath.
"You just have to be careful." Carl warned. "This watch is extremely sensitive to water, or other seemingly harmless liquids. We are still working out the bugs on the waterproofing shell."
He handed each of the agents a watch. Perry wrapped it around his left wrist and watched as the device began scanning his face. It identified him as the owner and relaxed. Interesting. Carl must have already programmed them to each individual.
"Now," Monogram boomed, "get out there and godspeed!"
Perry could practically hear Carl scoff at the major's cheesy remark as the agents fanned out. Perry ducked into one of the company cars, which was already prepared for his destination, and followed the other agents as they sped through the night.
The Danville Hotel was huge. Perry remembered spending a day there when Phineas and Ferb's grandparents came to visit. The pillows were so comfy.
The agents parked just a few blocks away from the grand hotel, and activated their holograms. Neither of them even bothered to look, not particularly caring, but Perry snuck a peek at himself in his rearview mirror. He had to be sixteen or seventeen, with long, black hair and a sharp jaw.
The agents each put on lab coats, then gathered around to decide a plan of action. Once cue words and phrases were put into place, the agents separated and entered the building. Perry couldn't believe how many students there were in Danville that had such an interest in this. There were almost hundreds.
Perry scanned the area for any signs of the scientists in question. It looked as if evil scientists from all over the country had gathered in Danville to talk about their profession and their schools, with actual booths and pamphlets. It would seem natural to assume such a convention would be held with great secret, but nobody seemed to think twice. Was this really so normal?
Agent P wandered about the space for a minute, stopping by a couple booths to act as if he was interested. Students scurried around him, chattering amongst themselves with either excitement or sarcasm.
Perry suddenly spotted Dr. Gevaarlijk. He immediately remembered where he'd seen her; she had been Doofenshmirtz's old professor, the one he'd invited over in the hopes of impressing her and earning his degree.
What was she doing back in Danville?
Perry decided to approach her. She was a tiny woman, guarded and strict in her demeanor. She watched the crowd unwaveringly, as if bored and waiting for the paint to dry.
Perry sauntered around her booth, shoulders slouched and the sleeves of his lab coat dragging around his wrists. He picked up one of her pamphlets and turned it over in his hands, as if scrutinizing it. Once he was sure he'd caught her eye, he took the pamphlet and ripped it in half, before throwing it in the trash.
"Well, aren't you a downer?"
Perry turned around to find the doctor staring right up at him. Her facial expression never shifted, other than the glare that was burning her way right down to his soul. Perry shrugged and moved his gaze to the ground.
"Not very bright, either, I see."
The platypus didn't respond.
"Why don't you consider my school?" She continued eagerly. "I guarantee you won't find the education, nor the connections you will find in my school at any other represented program in this facility."
Perry raised an eyebrow.
The woman laughed, low and hollow. "Even for the quiet types."
Perry pursed his lips, but picked up another one of the pamphlets.
"How about you come by and have a personal interview with me? Perhaps I can convince you."
Perry took the business card from her grasp and studied it. It was plain and simple, very like the woman herself, with an address engraved on the front.
Agent P looked up to nod in thanks, but the woman was back to staring into the audience, as if she had never moved. Fully creeped out, and unsure if he'd just succeeded or failed, Perry wandered back into the crowd to see where his coworkers had wandered to.
As he was passing through another hallway, Perry stopped in his tracks. Waltzing down the other side, coming towards him, was Vanessa Doofenshmirtz, followed by a bustle of teenagers that didn't seem to be her normal social group. Suddenly very concerned, Perry ducked into the crowd and passed over. He made a point to keep his head low, but aimed his other watch at the kids as he moved by.
Once scanned, Perry observed the results. Yep, that group was definitely a bunch of evil scientist's kids. But what was Vanessa doing in their company?
Perry let a little distance between them before he followed the group from behind. Vanessa had two or three of the pamphlets in her hands, but nothing else that he could see. She didn't join in any of the conversations either, simply watched as they approached booth after booth.
It wasn't long before the teenagers decided they had had enough and were ready to leave the event. Several of the students had fanned out by this point. There were only small groups wandering at this point. Perry caught Agent Pinky's eye, and motioned that he was exiting as well. One by one, the other agents returned to their vehicles, and flew off to report back to headquarters.
Perry, however, flew after Vanessa. Even in a vehicle, they couldn't have gone far.
Thankfully, he spotted the group driving away in a black Honda Civic, windows rolled down and shouting along to a heavy metal band. The platypus followed their noise from high above, hoping no-one would notice the flying car.
His interest was deflated, however, when all the teenagers did was stop at a local fast food restaurant. His wrist watch beeped.
"Where are you, Agent P?" Major Monogram boomed. "Something amiss?"
The agent shook his head, and lifted his watch to show his boss that he was headed the man's way.
Perry decided he was not going to mention Vanessa's presence to the major. If anything, it was all a misunderstanding, but Perry was going to find out what she was doing there, and why.