Author's Note:

I'll keep this short so that I can get back to work. I have not been updating this story because: 1. I was lacking motivation, 2. I'm on my graduating year and I'm desperately trying to make it. But now I'm writing because of an Inkitt contest of Fanfiction and I want this to be my entry. Deadline is on Dec 22 so I'm hoping that I would be able to finish this story before the deadline. I have tomorrow and today, but I need to finish my priorities first before I start my next chapter. Wish me luck! In the mean time, enjoy!


Chapter 5 "Mission: Make the Shaking Stop!"

How he wished that his bum under his tail felt the soft couch while he watched his favorite soap opera. How it brought him to tears to watch his favorite CIA agent fight crime while handling his personal romantic affairs at the same time; his favorite twist of the plot was that his targets are somehow linked to his beloveds. In other words, the bad guys are after to destroy his romantic affairs… in some cases steal them.

But instead, all he felt was a stingingly painful tear at the root of his tail, he chattered and growled as he struggled through the searing pain. The claw, a trap that yet again made him look ridiculous as it served as his daily dose of Dr. D's humiliation for the nth time. If Dr. D ever decides to make another lame joke about his successful platypus trap this time, which would most likely be about a platypus to be snatched like a reward from the claw machine, he would enroll him to comedy school. Even more humiliating, his nemesis gave him the platypus version of a wedgie. Now's the time to escape but, because of the trap, a slight swing of either of his appendages would increase the sting. Fearing the event of tail dismemberment, he gives in to the only option, "hang around" for an opportunity to arrive and hope that nothing or no one will treat him like a piñata.

"Perry the Platypus?!" Exclaimed Dr. D.

The monotreme stared fiercely at the doctor's silhouette getting closer. Ironically he brought a bat with him… and a donkey? It was a donkey shaped piñata, clarified as Dr. D stepped from the shadows who looked so stupefied, probably because his nemesis came quite unexpectedly, his mouth covered by his hand… as he snickered. The platypus growled back at the scientist for trying to laugh and attempted to smack his face, which is already inches from him, but as he swung his right arm the sting on his bottom came back, impaling him once more, if only he could move with ease would it have ended up differently.

Dr. Doofenshmirtz watched his nemesis struggle, continued to snicker, which eventually grew into a cackle.

"You're trapped aren't you?!" He cackled. "O! M! G! This is rich! You're a…. a…. a platiñata!" He cackled. "I should take a selfie. Norm! Norm! Come down here! And bring the camera with you!"

"Why would you require your camera sir?" Asked the approaching norm.

"Quick! Quick! Take a shot of me and Perry the Platypus!"

"Okay!" The robot readied the camera.

Heinz dropped the colorful donkey and the bat.

"Ready? 1, 2, 3, smile!"

Perry gulped, bracing for the next moments of his humiliation. Then there were flashes of lights all over the room that he couldn't see where Dr. D. was anymore. One moment he'd be beside him making a peace sign, then the next he'd be holding his bat ready to whack him, the next moment he'd slap his butt triggering the sting again, then lastly he'd be staring at him menacingly. As soon as all the flashing lights died down everything was clear, only if it wasn't for the migraine.

Dr. Doofenshmirtz was cackling at the pictures in the camera.

"Oh man! I-I can't-! Pfff-!" He continued his extremely annoying cackle.

It made him wish that he was back in the family couch even more.

"Hey! Perry the Platypus! You should see the look on your face!"

The doctor showed the pictures to Perry. What he thought were just illusions during the flashing lights were actually true, and these photos just proved it, the doctor cackled at each embarrassing photo he showed to him, adding insult to injury, literally. All he wanted to think about was the couch. And finally, the stupid doctor stopped.

"Okay that's enough humiliation… for now. Wait till you witness my latest scheme become a success!"

With fierce eyes Perry sneered and glared at the doctor, ready for action… as soon as he gets out of the trap, the latter unfortunately ignorant of his threats. Dr. Doofenshmirtz, holding the remote, confidently activates something in the middle of the room. A huge hatch, the size of a sinkhole, opens. The sound of a giant lift moving could be heard.

"Have you checked the internet lately? Well I have, and several days ago I didn't like what I saw. Even worse, I can never unsee it, never! That morning I came across a viral video about the Fireside girls, and since I loved their cupcakes I thought it was some sort of ad. Turns out that they were doing some usual Girl Scout military-like drills, but suddenly I could hear some sirens, and it was so loud! I checked by my window and didn't see any ambulances or police cars, but then I realized… it was from the video. Then out of all these fierce sassy looking girls only one of them was dancing. I was like, is she crazy? She could get penalized for that! Then the music came to a… what do you call that… a drop, suddenly and they were all out of control! One seemed like to be electrocuted, another was dancing like a worm! How do you even do that?! Then I realized, it's the freakishly annoying internet sensation that's been spreading across the globe… the Harlem Shake! And ever since that video spread across Danville… gee you should see for yourself."

There's some sort of party noise going outside his door and people were cheering. When he opened it, A whole bunch of people collapsed on the door forcing it open.

"Hey! What're you doing here?! Go back! Go back you filthy- No! Don't grab me noonononoooo!"

Dr. D was forced into the huge crowd and he struggled to get back to his apartment. Perry, although was pleased enjoy his archenemy's karma, wasn't in the mood for dancing since he hated the viral sensation as well. Eventually Dr. D was able to fight his way back in and, with the help of Norm, pushed out the party people, and finally shut the door tight.

Dr. D looked savage and distraught. "Oh…. man….. those people know how to party! I hate it! That's not all Perry the Platypus. That thing outside my doorstep has been going on all over the place, and it only happens whenever I would need my privacy! The Library! The Beach! The Living Room! The Kitchen! My bathtub! How do all of them even fit there?! Well I'm tired of it! Of all of it! Which is why…. I created this!"

Finally the platform arrived just on cue. A giant boom box with a ray gun machine on top of it sits on the platform.

"Behold! My Harlem Shake-inator!"

For the first time, Perry trembled before it, which Dr. D noticed.

"Oh…. Oh my gosh, you beheld it! Ha! I knew this was gonna be something else!"

True enough it was a unique invention, but it wasn't exactly as evil as Perry feared, it was just too crazy for mammal's taste. If Major Monogram ever puts a finger on the idea of calling the entire OWCA HQ for an emergency Harlem Shake, count him out, even if it gets him fired.

"Well, it does what the name implies, anyone struck by this baby will dance infinitely! Well at least until the music stops. And why would I build something that encourages the viral sensation you ask? Well, I've read the news. Apparently I'm not the only one who has this problem. Recently a bunch of flight attendants on an ongoing plane ride made the mistake of Harlem Shaking inside the aircraft, causing a bunch of Senior Citizens to panic. You know what happened to them? They got sued…. Hopefully. What I want is the same for the Tri-State Area. Everyone dances, everyone gets in trouble! The President would have to declare a state of emergency for the Tri-State Area and arrest all these crazy dancing baffoons… except me! They'll have to rescue me from this dancing zombies since I'm not affected, but Mr. President would think that this dance craze has gone too far! For allowing it to happen, they'll have to impeach Roger from being mayor and, by default of being clean of this craze, they will have to replace him by me! Dr. Heinz Doofensmirtz!"

He cackled so very loud that it killed the party noise outside. Noticing the silence, he started to feel awkward, which minimized his cackle to a stop. The people outside started to party again once he did.

"Well… that felt weird. Anyway, before I can activate this baby and see if it works…. I need a test subject."

The test subject was obviously the Platypus. He walks up to the computer installed on the bottom of the boom box, types a few codes to the machine, and watches the ray gun move towards the direction of Perry.

"You know Perry the Platypus, I'm touched. You'd even help your nemesis finally triumph."

He chattered angrily.

"What was that? You want me to fire it now? Okay!"

He wacked the yellow button down, which activated the ray gun. A purple laser shot swiftly towards Perry, enveloping him. The Platypus closed his eyes and braced for the effect. After the ray gun stops firing…. Perry was just the same as he was. He waited for a few seconds to see if any effects would occur… but nothing still. Did the ray really work its job? Was it supposed to have no effect? Dr. D was otherwise, confused as well.

"Wait… that's not right. You're supposed to be moving like a freak. Norm! Did you check the plasma generator like I told you too?!"

"I did sir! You checked it on your checklist of things that I should do correctly…. For today." The robot said with its monotonous voice.

"Really? Uhh, Oh I did! Then what's missing?"

"Check your checklist of things that you're supposed to do correctly for today sir!" Norm emphasized the "You're".

"Hey hey no need to tell me twice, I was about to! Let's see, Build the inator, check! Plug it in, check! Insert CD…. Ohhh! Norm where's the CD that has the MP3 file of the…. Song!"

"You left it on the computer right next to the platypus sir!"

Indeed there was a desktop on Perry's left. The disc tray was open, with the disc still placed on it.

"Norm! You tin head! Get the disc before the Platypus does!"

Perry took out his grappling hook and fired towards a large gray feed pipe. The hook managed to anchor itself to it, allowing Perry to pull himself closer to the disc. The trap had wheels so moving wasn't a problem, but he tried his best to endure that sting, more so not to cry over it. He quickly snatched it before Norm could even keep up. But as he closed distance towards the pipe he was running out of ideas, furthermore he doesn't know how long he can withstand the pain.

"Oh no you don't!"

Dr. D managed to tackle the ground and grab hold of the trap, suspending Perry midway to his hook. The claw was pulling his tail back and eventually he had to let go of his gadget to stop the pain, which at the same time time he dropped the disc to the ground and it was caught by Dr. D.

"Ha!" He said as he stood up. "I caught it you buffoon."

Perry punched him square on the face, giving him a black eye.

"Ow! Owww! Seriously that hurt! Like, Ow! Ow! Oh youre gonna get it now Perry the Platypus! Norm! Bring me an ice bag!"

"Right away sir!"

While Dr. D loads the disc in the computer, Norm immediately comes back with a large sack of ice.

"Here's your ice bag sir!"

The robot literally drops the entire 80kg sack on top of Dr. D, causing him to struggle to get the heavy sack off of him before the extreme chills kick in and before he gets severely crushed; eventually he pushed it off.

"Norm! I said a bag! Not a sack you junk pile!"

"But a sack and a bag are pretty similar sir!"

"Ughhh! You're hopeless! Get out of here before I strike you with the inator too!"

"Okay… wait! Actually, I wouldn't mind that sir! My programming allows me to favorite intense shaking movements."

"Just get out!"

"Right away sir!"

The robot quickly walks away to the secret cabinet he is usually stowed to.

"Now where were we? Ahh yes! You're gonna get it now!"

The disc loads on the boombox while Dr. D increases the volume to its minimum: 10. As soon as the soundtrack of the Harlem Shake kicked in, his right hand started twitching and sooner did his left. He winced, preparing for the worst. As soon as the music arrived to the base drop the monotreme started to shake like crazy as if he were a living vibrator. Dr. D cackled in triumph. Poor poor Platypus tail.

"What's the matter Perry the Platypus? Your bottom's feeling a little… sour?" He cackled some more.

To be accurate, it felt like hanging from a really adhesive tape that's slowly tearing your skin out.

"Now that we know that my brand new baby works, let's find a real audience."

With a few pushes of a few buttons, he was able to visualize the a part of the city, specifically the part where the Lunar Parlor is. The computer started a scan for any areas of the city where there are masses of people.

"Oh! We've got one! Hmmm, it's a mass but they're inside a glass building, we wouldn't want our plans to backfire, literally. Next one is... how on earth am i supposed to hit a bunch of people in a concrete building? I should've set the scan's preference to masses exposed outside- woah! I spoke too soon! Central Park, Perfect! But apparently there's a small party happening by the fountain, obviously another batch of tryhards who want to make themselves viral on the internet. I'm feeling generous today, what say we help them out Norm?"

"I'm completely go for it sir! But hold your fire until I reach the destination."

"You better hurry up you junk pile, I'm not waiting for you!"

"In that case, jetpack activate!"

Dr. D was flabbergasted to find out that he had built-in jetpack. It looks like he underestimated Norm's capacity to upgrade himself.

"Eh! What the heck! Let's fire this baby up!"

With the whack of a giant red button, the ray gun fires a purple laser towards the large crowd on the central park while emitting a screeching sound. While the beam was firing, the roof was completely folded back by a quick pull of a lever. For the final touch, the volume of the boombox was immediately turned to 85, sending the screaming doctor flying towards the edge.

"It's loud! It's too loooouuuudd!"

But the party people from outside didn't seem to mind, in fact they were so hungry to dance crazy on the ear-deafening music that they were banging the door to get inside, eventually the door collapsed allowing them to do so. These are pure party animals that we're talking about, as in the types of people take their clothes off and, for some, wear the most outrageously explicit clothes there are, luckily all of them wear clothes, heck Perry would really mind if he's not the only one without any pants. Fortunately the party was so intense that it shook the claw off the stem, allowing Perry to crowd surf towards his nemesis. He's still able to move, but despite him having to dispose of the claw, thanks to the crowd, he could still feel the pain of his injury. Choosing to endure it and as soon as his surf ended, he somersaults to the blast zone of the speakers and strikes an empowered tail whip to the Dr's face. The sonic boom was too powerful that it sent him over the edge, but he didn't go down without clutching Dr. D by the collar of his lab coat.

"Ow! Ow! What's with you-! Ohh noo! Do something Perry the Platypus before we hit the road, and I mean that literally! Wait, how many times have I said that word today?!"

The grappling hook is inside his hat, but his other hand is occupied by his nemesis, therefore increasing the challenge of retrieving it. One of the push-open windows was open fortunately and the agent spots it on time. He quickly heads towards the waist area of Dr. Doofenshmirtz.

"Wait, what are you doing with my-!"

In the nick of time he was able to hang his underwear on the window, causing his nemesis to unleash a window-breaking female screech upon experiencing the pain, and it literally broke all the windows in the area. His underwear reached its stretch limit, and Perry cleverly clutched the bottom of a windowsill laid with flower pots, delaying the elastic rebound. Inside the window Dr D overheard the news broadcast inside the room.

"Breaking news: Another attempt of the Harlem Shake craze has been initiated, this time however the craze is located at the Central Park of Danville. Mayor Roger Doofenshmirtz is responding to this immediately by sending the SWAT team. Stay tuned for follow-up news regarding this disastrous event."

"My plan is working, it's working! At such a fast rate too! Ha! You may have taken your sweet revenge on the wedgie thing, but you will never be able top stop an entire force of government troops from arresting those civilians! You have failed Perry the Platypus, you have failed!"

The Platypus was too focused on angling Dr. D to the direction of roof top. Once he aimed it right, he released the windowsill and plummeted back to the direction of the roof top. He released the collar Dr. D's lab coat and reaches out for his grappling hook launcher in case they fall back down. They were only, however, able to reach the edge of the roof and Perry was quick enough to grab hold of it, with Dr D and hook on his other hand. Suddenly what Dr D has said earlier drove his attention towards central park, which is indeed blaring with sirens and policemen and policewomen with shields surrounding the area. The thought of his family, Phineas and Ferb most importantly, in danger was just unbearable for him, but there's nothing he can do but watch. He wishes that he could let go of the man who caused all this mess, but that would be extremely wrong, considering that he would regret the end result even if he is his nemesis. Conveniently, for Dr D at least, there's a blimp with a giant TV screen that's passing by the building and displaying the breaking news earlier live.

"This just in, The SWAT team is now preparing to round up the crazed citizens and preparing them for arrest."

Phineas and Isabella, dancing on top of the fountain, along with the dancing trees, squirrels, cats, fishes, and people, come to the image.

"That's right Perry the Platypus! Watch with me as I finally acquire my triumph!"

The SWAT team were already inches from the dancing citizens, and Perry just hangs there anticipating for the worst... But suddenly they drop their shields and... flail their arms and legs like crazy?

"What?! What are they doing?! They're supposed to arrest them!" The doctor exclaimed.

"Breaking news: The SWAT team has apparently falling victim to this dance craze! We might as well call the Harlem Shake epidemic people, this is truly becoming outrageous! Mr Mayor Doofenshmirtz, what is your feedback about this?"

"Relax! This is all part of the plan. The SWAT team have done an excellent job these past few weeks fighting the most intensive criminals there are that I decided to give them a break, or better yet a party to celebrate their victories. And what a better party than, a Harlem Shake party! Huh? Let's do the electrocuted! Bzzz! Bzzz! Bzz!"

"Br-br-brea-ki-ki-ng n-n-news! I'm d-dancing like c-crazy!"

"No! No! No! No! No!" The doctor exclaimed. "Now the government too?! Ugh! What is this world coming! Do you even agree with this?!"

Perry just shook his head.

"Oh! Finally someone who understands! Okay, here's what we're gonna do. I'm gonna press this self-destruct button in my pocket, and it will destroy the Harlem Shake-inator before any of this gets out of hand! You, well... you do what you always do, I don't care anymore, just stop them from dancing! Oh, and get those people out of my house! You got it?"

Perry gave a thumbs-up.

"Good! Sayonara, Harlem Shake!"

Dr D presses the button as planned, and a giant explosion happens in the rooftop, killing the citywide party in the process. Perry throws Dr D to the roof and pulls himself up. The crowd is crushing the machine that started it all out of sheer anger, allowing Perry to get to the door. He opens it, pulls out his mp3 player and plays the Harlem Shake track for one last time, attracting the crowd to him. Tossing it out, the stampedes towards the sound and resumes the party outside the locked door. The monotreme rests on the door, sighing in relief, but not for long as soon as the sting kicked in again.

"Ow! Okay, I'm pretty much feeling what you're feeling right now, literally. Here, an ice pack for your troubles, just put it on that spot and it'll get better in no time. Trust me, I'm a doctor."

Finally, Perry manages to snicker at one of his jokes.

"Oh! Oh, you finally laughed at one of my jokes! Oh baby! I knew I've got it in me! So uh, can we call this even and... you go home tell Major Monogram I said hi? Oh and sorry for making you a piñata earlier."

Perry gives a thumbs-up and blasts away with his hovercraft he just called earlier.

"Great! Now what do I say now, oh yes, Curse you Perry the Platypus! Oh, and Thank you Perry the Platypus!"


"Woah! You're pretty strong for someone who's shorter than I." Commented Isabella.

"Hey, in my next birthday I'll be sure to be taller, cuz you know, growth spurts."

Isabella giggles. "In your dreams."

"Well, I can make my dreams come true you know."

Phineas is in fact standing on the top of the fountain while balancing Isabella by her stomach with one hand for the finishing pose in their dance.

"Wait, I-I can't hold-!"

Unfortunately Phineas slips on the wet fountain causing them to fall on the crowd, who catches them in the end and tosses them back to the air while cheering for them. The two kids get to enjoy a few minutes of victory, but they knew they had to get moving. They said goodbye to the crowds, picked up their stuff and ran out of the park with the crowd cheering for them.

"Well, that was a whole lot of fun!" said Isabella as soon as they were away from the crowd.

"You know what's more fun?"

"What?"

Phineas presents her a patch embedded with an image of a boombox and stick figures dancing, The Start a Harlem Shake Patch. Isabella gasps.

"Congratulations! Now we only got 9 patches to go!" He adds to Isabella's sash of patches.

Isabella couldn't help but tear up a little and hug her best friend.

"You're the best Phineas."

"Woah!" He chuckles and hugs her back. "You're welcome. Now come on, we're losing daylight!"

-End of Chapter 5-