When Perry dropped down into his lair, he saw Major Monogram onscreen. Yawning, he gave a limp salute.

"Sorry to call you in so late, Agent P, but I have an unusual mission for you."

Perry immediately perked up. Missions that didn't involve the same old routine with his nemesis were often a very pleasant challenge. Especially since Peter the Panda never got sent on missions that varied from their usual routine.

"It's in Seattle," Major Monogram began, immediately making Perry sulky. He didn't want to have to operate in his mortal OWCA enemy's hometown.

"Don't give me that look," Major Monogram said reproachfully. "Anyway, we have intel that a heist is going to be carried out tomorrow night. A warehouse is housing several valuable and rare robot parts, and the owner has received an anonymous tipoff that someone is going to try and steal them. He can't spare any security so he's asked us to make sure they don't get away with it. Chase them down and make sure they don't get away. Understand?"

Perry saluted, the gesture a lot sharper this time. Filled with excitement and anticipation, he hopped off his chair and raced to his hovercar.

"Wait, Agent P!"

Perry turned.

"We've supplied you with special transport for this mission."

A circle in the floor turned over, revealing a metal and cool-looking motorbike. Perry stared at it. "No way…!" he gasped in platypus-ese. "This has gotta be ten times cooler than anything Peter's ever driven."

"I don't know what you're saying, but I'm sure you're eager to get going," Major Monogram said with a salute. "Good luck, Agent P."

As the getaway truck's headlights swung past him, Perry took off his fedora and replaced it with a helmet. Then he took off down the slope on his motorbike and onto the main road. The driver clearly spotted him in the mirror; the giant donut claw on top of the vehicle swung round and knocked down a pile of metal drums, which Perry managed to avoid.

Perry quickly activated the two lasers on the tail of his bike and cut open the delivery door, revealing the crooks with the metal parts inside. The clever thieves loosened the metal door, which crashed towards Perry. He tried to dodge but the heavy object cut off the end of the tail of his bike.

Swinging round deserted mountain roads now, Perry saw that the sun was coming up. Putting on a burst of speed, he didn't even notice that they had crossed the border into Canada; he was too busy dodging both the donut claw and all the various objects that the two thieves in the back were throwing at him.

Grabbing his grapple gun, Perry shot the line around the middle of the open donut, drove underneath the truck, and pulled hard. The donut followed him under the truck, tipping the whole vehicle. Perry tied his end of the line around his handlebars and turned sideways, trying to bring the van to a stop.

When suddenly, a figure on a motorbike with a helmet on came roaring up beside him. The figure showed him a badge and said in a female voice, "You're outta your jurisdiction, buddy!"

Perry peered at the badge. It said "COWCA Agent" and it had a picture of the Canadian flag on it. It was only then that he realised that they must have crossed the border.

"I'll take it from here, eh?"

The woman had a Canadian accent. She pulled up alongside the truck and took off her helmet, revealing long brown hair in a ponytail down her back. She climbed up the metal pole that the donut claw was attached to, reaching the top of the van. Perry watched her, feeling a lot of mixed emotions: awe, worry, annoyance, hopefulness.

Once she reached the top of the metal pole, it became undone and swung upwards, making the woman give a yelp. Perry slowed down his bike as the claw and donut came flying towards him. "Comin' through!" yelled the woman.

Perry skidded to a stop as the woman ran useless after the van for a few metres before stopping. "Well, there's no catching up to them now."

Perry glared at the woman who had messed up his mission and started up his bike, fully intending to resume the chase, when Perry's bike's side mirror popped up with Major Monogram's face on it. "Agent P. We've just received word that you're on Canadian soil. We don't have jurisdiction there. Stand down. That's an order."

Perry felt incredibly irritated and angry.

"Sorry Agent P, our hands are tied," Carl added.

"Carl, don't interrupt me," snapped Major Monogram. He addressed Perry again: "Return to headquarters pronto."

Perry turned his glare back on the COWCA woman, who smiled sheepishly and shrugged apologetically. "Sorry."

Perry just turned his bike around and silently drove back.

Perry, still wearing his helmet, stormed into OWCA HQ, incredibly angry. Pinky the Chihuahua and Terry the Turtle smiled as the platypus came into the office floor, until they noticed the platypus agent's mood. "How'd it go?" Pinky asked.

Perry ripped off his helmet and flung it with all his strength at the wall, shaking the ceiling. "Does that answer your question?" he shouted angrily.

Pinky cowered. "Kinda."

"But what happened?" Terry asked.

"That interfering woman!" Perry yelled, hitting his fist against the table. "If she hadn't let me do my job, I would have caught the bad guys!"

"Hey, whoa!" Pinky caught Perry's fist as the platypus prepared to hit the table again. "Calm down, Perry. I know it's bad that the bad guys got away but is it really something to be worked up over like this?"

"It is when I have a 100% track record but now I DON'T have a 100% track record and Peter's going to be laughing about this from now until Christmas!"

"Is that really what it's about?" Terry asked doubtfully. "Or is it that your ego is damaged because a woman tried to help you on your mission?"

"What?" snapped Perry, swinging round to face his best friend. "What are you on about?"

At that moment, the black and white panda appeared and laughed at Perry. "I can't believe a GIRL showed you up!"

"THAT'S why I'm annoyed." Perry flung his arm out to gesture at Peter.

"Not such a perfect agent now, are you?" sneered Peter.

Perry lunged and slammed Peter against the wall, holding his arm across the panda's neck. "I am in a VERY testy mood right now. I will not hesitate to break the same amount of bones in your body as missions you've beaten me on."

"Isn't that only about four?" Pinky asked nervously from behind Perry.

"Still, I don't think anyone wants ONE broken bone, let alone FOUR," said Terry fairly.

"So I suggest you tell your crowd to leave me alone because I'm supremely angry right now and I can and will take it out on you, got it?"

Peter didn't look scared but he wasn't exactly grinning. "Sure."

Perry flung Peter at the floor and stormed off. Pinky and Terry exchanged a worried look before following. They found Perry in the gym, hitting a punching bag.

"Perry, this isn't going to help," Pinky said.

"It makes me feel better to pretend it's that woman," snarled Perry.

"Perry the Platypus, stop hitting that punching bag right now and listen to us!" shouted Terry suddenly.

This was so unlike the orange turtle that Perry obeyed without a second thought. He frowned at his friends. "What's got into you two?"

"You have to calm down," Pinky said, stroking Perry's arm gently. "I know you're angry, and to be honest, even I would be too."

"But it's done," Terry added. "All you can do now is hope that you'll get a chance in the future to make things right."

Perry nodded and took a deep breath. "Thanks, guys. You're right."

"We're always right," Pinky grinned.

"I won't stop hating that COWCA agent but…" Perry paused. "But I can move past it for now."

What he couldn't have predicted, however, was that just two months later, Lyla Lolliberry would become one of his best human friends.

BASED ON THE PNF EPISODE "Sidetracked" IN CASE YOU COULDN'T TELL XD XD XD