Perry was not expecting much when he entered the main hall for the OWCA meeting that Major Monogram had called. Besides, it was almost midnight and the only reason everyone was still here was because Major Monogram had made them stay after they all came in during the afternoon that day.

Pinky and Terry were next to Perry as they all sat down. Major Monogram climbed onto the stage and addressed the agents.

"I have a very special announcement," he said. "After much deliberation between myself and the other OWCA leaders, we have decided to amend a certain regulation regarding host families."

Oh great, sighed Perry. I dread to think what he could have possibly done to butcher the regulation.

"As it stands, if an agent's host family discovers his or her secret identity, either the agent will be relocated to another family or the hosts must have their memories wiped. However, as of two hours ago, that regulation has been lifted completely."

Shocked and surprised gasps came from the assembled crowd of OWCA agents. Perry himself was stunned into silence. Was this real?

"We have decided that, as long as they are sworn to secrecy, you may reveal your secret identities to your host families, so long as they promise not to tell anybody else. If they do, we will know, and their memories will be wiped."

Whatever Major Monogram said next was lost in the cheers that came from OWCA's agents. Perry couldn't speak for anybody else but he himself felt elated. He could finally reveal his secret identity to Phineas and Ferb! The problem would be their reaction…if it was going to be anything like last time, he was going to have to endure a lot of mental anguish, especially from Phineas. However, if he could somehow sneak his translator home, he could explain to them why he kept his identity a secret.

When Major Monogram dismissed the meeting, Perry was among the first to race out of the room. Pinky was close behind. The Chihuahua stopped the platypus as they got to OWCA's main entrance.

"Are you going to tell Isabella?" Perry asked excitedly.

"No," replied Pinky, thoroughly taking Perry aback.

"What? Why?"

"I don't want to be an agent around her," Pinky explained. "I don't want anything to be different. I just want to get home from work, lie on her lap while she's watching TV or doing her homework, and have her stroke me and scratch me behind the ears. I don't want anything to change."

"Oh…"

Pinky saw Perry's disappointed face. "Oh…were you planning to tell Phineas and Ferb?"

"…yeah. But I understand that Phineas and Ferb would probably tell her, so I won't tell them."

"No, I'll tell Isabella."

Perry stared at his friend, surprised by the Chihuahua's sudden change of heart. "Why? It's no problem."

"But it is," Pinky replied quietly. "You love Phineas and Ferb with all your heart, and I know how much it hurt last time to have their memories wiped of the second dimension adventure. It's not fair on you if you don't get to be with your boys."

"But it's not fair on you if things change when you don't want them to," Perry pointed out.

"I'm sure she won't stop stroking me and scratching me behind the ears," Pinky grinned. "It's fine if things change. I didn't mind either way, really."

"Are you sure?" Perry asked doubtfully. "Because I wouldn't want to-."

"I'm sure," Pinky interrupted, smiling. "You go home and see your boys."

Perry gave Pinky a hug. "Thank you."

When Perry got home, he didn't put his fedora away like he normally did. He knew he probably should have for now, but it was VERY early morning and he thought nobody was awake. This turned out to be a mistake.

He got through the pet door and shook himself dry; it was raining outside. He headed on two legs up the stairs, as it was easier than on all fours, but in his hurry, his foot slipped on the last step and he tumbled back down the stairs. They were carpeted, so he didn't really hurt himself, but he crashed into the wall, which made a fairly loud noise. He waited, grimacing, but nobody appeared to hear, so he got up and went back into the kitchen, having forgotten to turn off the light as he came in.

Then he heard a noise on the stairs and turned round to see Phineas and Ferb standing there, staring at him, the latter holding a flashlight.

If this had been even yesterday, Perry would have been devastated. However, he had permission to let them know of his secret identity. It was just ironic that they had AGAIN found out by accident.

"P-Perry?" stammered Phineas. "Wh-why are you wearing a fedora?"

Perry checked that his translator was in, before walking up to the boys. "This may come as a shock, but this translator is allowing me to talk."

Silence followed this. Then Ferb dropped the flashlight in shock.

Phineas suddenly clutched his head. Alarmed that he was about to have a heart attack or seizure or something, Perry approached the boy. "Phin, are you okay?"

"I-I have a really bad headache." Phineas groaned in pain. "Something's coming back to me. Memories."

Perry anxiously watched him, missing the fact that Ferb was also clutching his head. "Memories of what?" Perry asked nervously.

"That day two summers ago…" Phineas closed his eyes. "The second dimension. Nearly falling into a pit of lava. Travelling clockwise round dimensions. Saving the world from an army of robots." Phineas opened his eyes again and stared at Perry. "You being a secret agent."

"So that is where you disappear to everyday," said Ferb's British voice.

"I-I didn't tell you guys. I'm so sorry. It's because-."

"You'd be relocated," Phineas finished. "Don't worry, we remember everything. We're not mad. From what I recall, that's already been let out of my system."

Perry smiled weakly. "Yeah. You really let me have it. I didn't—and still don't—blame you, though. You had the right to be angry."

"We're not now, I promise." Phineas couldn't stop staring at Perry. "I just can't believe you're a secret agent, even though we have these memories back!"

"Don't tell Isabella yet but her dog Pinky is also a secret agent," Perry said.

Phineas and Ferb both stared at him. "Seriously?" Phineas gasped.

Perry nodded. "Remember that day two summers ago where you built that dog sensor after Isabella was worried that Pinky had gone missing? He was on a mission with me. He's actually my best friend at OWCA."

"That's amazing! But wait, so how come you can tell us your identity without being relocated?" Phineas asked.

"The policy was lifted," Perry replied happily. "I don't know why, but all that matters is that it happened."

Phineas let out a muffled laugh of excitement. "Man, imagine how much fun we can have now that we know you're a secret agent!"

"Yes, the next fifteen minutes should be a real hoot," Perry grinned.

Phineas, Ferb, and Perry all laughed quietly, before Phineas said, "You're not serious, right?"

"Of course not. Now let's get you guys back to bed. Tomorrow's going to be a very fun Saturday."