"Where exactly are we going, Pinky?" Perry asked as they hopped into their hover car.

"The Archangel base," Pinky replied. "Do you not know where it is?"

"They have lots of bases, Pinky, don't patronize me."

"Fine. It's the one closest to here."

"Okay, thank you."

They reached the base rather quickly, and Perry, Pinky, and Victor all cautiously climbed out of the rocketcar.

"I can hear the sounds of a battle," Victor said, listening hard. "They're still here."

"Good thing, too," Perry pointed out. "Otherwise, we'd probably be in trouble."

"True," Pinky said, pointing to a small group of Archangel agents who were coming across the lawn towards them.

"What do they want?" Victor whispered.

"Hopefully to ask for a fight," Pinky whispered back.

Perry was silent, and he just studied the agents—sizing them up, in case of an emergency.

One of them was a female platypus with white fur. Another was a black and white male panda. Finally, there was a silver female bobcat.

"Why are you here?" the platypus asked coldly, crossing her arms.

"Your leader called us over to deal with OUR enemies that are apparently attacking YOUR base," Pinky said, folding his arms to match her.

"Oh." She scowled.

"How many are there?" Perry asked.

"Seven."

The bobcat sighed. "I bet we could handle them ourselves..."

"Then why haven't you?" Perry retorted.

"BECAUSE you guys are supposed to be handling it."

"If you think you can handle it yourselves, there's no reason we should be getting involved," countered Victor. "It's your base, your land. Just because we're the ones who happen to be fighting the Rogues more often, doesn't mean-"

"Dennis is in there," the platypus snapped. "THAT is why you need to handle it."

"Ah." Perry smirked. "Can't handle him?"

"Because he's a former member of YOUR organization!" the platypus snapped. "Or have you forgotten that?"

"Fine, fine!" Perry snapped, getting up. "Since it's such a big deal... Let's go, guys."

The female platypus growled. "Not so fast. Before you go in, I need to know your names for insurance."

Perry sighed. "Regular names, or agent? Or both?"

"Both." The platypus folded her arms. "Please." She said the last word as if she was saying "now".

"Well, I'm Perry the platypus, A.K.A. Agent P." He glanced over at his friends.

"Victor the Otter," Victor said, holding up a peace sign with his fingers. "Agent O."

"Pinky the Chihuahua," Pinky said. "Agent C."

"So what are YOUR names?" Perry asked.

"You don't need to know that." The panda glared at them.

"Peter, relax," the platypus sighed. "I'm Juliet the platypus. Agent J."

"Juliet," repeated Perry before he could stop himself. It was a beautiful name, one that really fit such a beautiful platy-

NO! shouted a voice in Perry's head. Don't think about her like that! She's an enemy!

She raised an eyebrow. "Yeah... Why?"

Perry inwardly groaned as he heard snickering around him- both from his friends and Juliet's.

"Good job," whispered Victor, patting him on the back. "You've succeeded in looking stupid in front of the people we're trying to convince that we're NOT stupid."

"It was a long shot," chuckled Pinky under his breath.

"Shut up," Perry muttered, scowling.

Juliet smirked. "Well, these are my friends: Peter and Christina." Her smirk dropped and she just looked annoyed. "Now that we're all acquainted, can you PLEASE go and get rid of the Rogues?"

"Hey, you're the one who wanted us to give you our names." Perry held his paws up. "But okay."

"Maybe one of us should go in with them," Christina said, leaning on Victor's shoulder, to the otter's confusion. She looked into his eyes. "Hi, I'm Christina."

"I-I'm V-Victor," the otter stammered.

Perry grinned. "You actually rendered him speechless. I'm impressed."

"I figured it would help," she smirked. "Plus…" Christina paused and smiled. "Your friend is really cute."

Victor blushed. "T-thanks…"

"Hey!" Peter snapped, roughly pushing Victor away from Christina so hard that the otter tripped over backwards. "Stay away from her!"

"Peter!" Juliet hissed.

"S-s-sorry," Victor said quickly, glancing at the ground.

"Victor didn't do anything!" Perry snapped, striding between Victor and Peter. "Don't you dare touch him!"

"He needs to stay away from Christina," Peter snarled.

"It-it was my fault," Christina said, anxious to appease her friend. "I got too close."

"Stay out of this," Peter snarled.

"Peter, you idiot!" hissed Juliet. "Stop it, right now!"

Peter growled but stepped away. "Just get going now. Juliet, you go with them. I don't trust the otter with Christina."

"Peter, I'm not a child!" Christina yelled, angry tears in her eyes. "Don't treat me like you have to protect me!" She clenched her fists and ran off.

Giving Peter a death glare that clearly told him to stay in line, Juliet began running towards the base.

"I feel like we shouldn't have been here for that," Pinky said quietly.

"No kidding," Perry muttered, leading his friends after Juliet.

Victor was just continuing to stare at the ground. "Don't worry about him, Victor," Perry said firmly, putting his arm around his friend.

"Did I overstep, Perry?" Victor asked quietly.

"No, you didn't," reassured Perry. "Peter's apparently just a jerk."

"I agree, but come on!" Juliet yelled at them from the entrance.

"Alright!" Perry snapped. "We're coming!"

As he turned to go towards her, he suddenly found her right in front of him, holding her fist to his face. "Snap at me again, and I'll snap one of your bones," she said quietly and dangerously. "Got it?"

"I'm not scared of you," Perry retorted in the same tone.

Juliet suddenly grabbed Perry's arm, swung him over her head, and slammed him into the ground. A split second later, Victor tackled Juliet out of Perry's blurred line of vision. A surprised shout came from Pinky as he tried to appease the situation.

"We're not here to fight each other!" Pinky reminded.

"Tell that to Miss Power-Slam-My-Best-Friend!" Victor snapped, twisting Juliet's arm behind her.

"I will kill all of you," snarled the female platypus, managing to kick Victor in the leg.

"At least leave that to Dennis and the others," sighed Pinky.

"Wow, you OWCA agents really are all useless," came a leering voice from behind them.

The group spun round to see a white rabbit standing there, hands on hips, a smirk on his face.

Perry growled. "Dennis."