Perry wasn't in a good mood. His boys had left before he had gotten up again. He was starting to feel lonely again. He didn't like that feeling. It made him wish he could reverse the Amnesia-inator and let his boys remember that he was Agent P. If he did that then he'd not only lose his family, but it might break their hearts also, and that was something Perry would not risk.

As Perry walked into the Headquarters of the O.W.C.A. he felt his instincts tell him something was following him. He turned around with amazing speed for a platypus his age, or for any platypus for that matter, and looked straight at a young Pinky the Chihuahua. Perry blinked. He hadn't seen Pinky look this good in five years. "Pinky?"

"Jeez, Perry, the ray made me younger, but not heart attack proof!" The shivering dog yapped.

"Sorry, Pinky… jeez that means it really did work on us, huh?"

"You too? No offense, but I don't think you've really changed much since you grew up, ya know?" Pinky smirked at his friend.

"Yeah, yeah, so I'm old, I get it. Hey, do you know anything about the new humans?"

"Nope, only that I'm scheduled to go to the groomer after you. Something about you getting a heart attack first or something." Chuckled the pink little dog. Perry rolled his eyes.

"Whatever."

The two walked in together and waited in front of the door to the groomers' office as though they were humans waiting for their appointment to see the barber. Robbie poked his head out the door with such glee and excitement, Perry thought his head might blow. "Come on in Per-ray! Our newest stylist is already showing promise, I do hope you'll be nice to her." Robbie had always called him Per-ray, as though he was a little ray of sunshine. Perry smirked and shrugged. He'd give the newbie a chance. Whoever it was deserved that much for having to deal with animals all day. Robbie closed the door behind Perry. "Apparently later, you shall be showing her the ropes as well."

"All right, let's see what… we've … got…" Perry looked up and saw something that made him want to play dead more than anything in the world. Perry tried to back up slowly before the new girl noticed and recognized him. He tried to make his way for the door, all the while shouting at his friend, "Pinky, help! It's Isabella! Isabella's the new groomer!" The room was sound proofed though.

"Oh, there you are Perry." For it was indeed Isabella Garcia-Shapiro, the Jewish-Mexican girl from across the street, who happened to be Pinky's owner. The girl who had had a crush on Phineas Flynn since childhood. The only girl smart enough to understand most of what Phineas said. The only girl who could turn Perry in to his owners for being an agent now! "Now don't worry, I'm just going to clean you up and then put some of that shield gel stuff in your fur." She smiled her cute smile. Isabella was definitely something to fear and gaze upon in wonder. She could out cute anything, even if they had been dipped in Cutonium, an alien element that made things cute beyond belief. She smirked as she saw Perry looking terrified at her. He then did the only thing he could think of at this point. He took off his hat and got on all fours and chattered.

"Please don't tell the boys, please be as dumb as Heinz for once, please, please, please!" Perry begged as Isabella grabbed hold of the little platypus and placed him in the tub while he continued to play dumb.

"My, I've never seen him so worried that he'd actually play dumb before. He must be terrified of your cuteness, my dear." Young groomer smirked as he watched Perry's eyes widen in fear as the young girl scrubbed his fur caringly. "He learned how to play dumb at a very young age, you see. His owners are apparently two of the smartest boys in the area. I think he's quite proud of them really."

"Oh, I don't doubt that." She said as she started to place in the shield gel in its conditioner form. "If this is how he acts now though, then I'm worried about my own pet. He's a Chihuahua, you see, so he's very nervous to begin with." As she scrubbed him, she thought about the day of the Robot Riot that had revealed him in the first place. 'So this is where you go everyday. Well you better be able to teach us how to defend ourselves too, Perry.'

"Well, our next patient just happens to be a little Chihuahua. His name is Pink-ay. Very timid little thing, let me assure you though, that once you have started his lavender rub, he will calm down quite a bit."

"Well that's nice… There you go Perry. All cleaned up. I think you're supposed to go find the boys now. Go on." She smiled innocently at Perry. Perry walked out of the room chewing on a stress toy that he had started carrying in his pocket since the robot riot. He was worried.

Pinky stared at Perry with fear. Perry rarely ever chewed on his stress toy. He rarely even brought it out of his pocket! "Perry, are you okay?"

Perry looked at his friend and tried to act like he wasn't worried about losing his boys. "Lavender…" was all Perry could say as Pinky took a minute to process that before he was picked up by Isabella.

"Your turn, Pinky. Don't worry, I know just the thing for you!" She hugged her little dog excitedly as he started to realize what had worried Perry. Perry and Pinky both loved their owners, and them being in the work place, seeing them as agents… what did that mean for them?

"PERRY!" Pinky called out in fear. He didn't want to lose his owner almost as much as Perry didn't want to lose his boys. He knew Perry must be worried sick.

Perry walked numbly on all fours towards the training room. He figured he could at least get a few minutes practice before Isabella went to look for him and tell him where the other newbies were.

He placed his hat on a chair with his chew toy and walked over to the punching bags. Agent K noticed him trying to calm down. "Hey, Perry, what's up mate? Need a sparring partner?"

"Trust me Kara, I wouldn't go easy on you today. You'd be on the floor and begging for mercy before a minute had passed." He wasn't really in the mood to talk, but from his experiences, talking to some of the other agents did help him. "Oh, and Daren, put the chair down before I make you eat it!" He did a back flip and knocked a chair from a now younger looking Agent D who was shocked. The chair landed in the wrestling ring that the agents had set up.

"How the feathers do you always know?"

"You always choose chairs that squeak now because of the lack of oil, goodness knows why. Not my problem. Learn some new moves." Perry started to punch a punching bag as hard as he could. It took them a few minutes to realize he was trying to punch the cement bag that Agent R and Agent E, Rocky Rhino and Edgar Elephant, used. Perry was really upset. By the end of five minutes he was taking the bag down and hanging up a new one. He had turned to old bag's contents to dust.

"Perry, what's bugging you?" Daren was not the type to sit back and watch his friends, few that he had, cry or have problems that he didn't at least try to fix. "You took five minutes to destroy that. You usually only need one punch to knock it down, you rarely turn it to dust though. So, what's wrong?"

Perry stopped punching the newest one and noticed he was starting to make his knuckles bleed. He sighed and walked over to the medical station with Daren. "One of my owners' best friends is the new groomer and I have to help her and four other humans get used to the O.W.C.A. I'm worried, Daren. What if they tell my boys? What if I can't even really train them? What if I'm too old for this now?" Daren helped the platypus to wrap his hands with bandages. "What if I can't keep up with these new recruits?" This he said with a smirk.

"Yeah, I can just see it now; a week old baby of some kind beating you in a fight, sure. Adults can't even beat you, and I'm meaning humans, Perry. You're not exactly a normal platypus, even by agent standards." The two bill-faced creatures smirked at each other. "You're a tough guy, especially for a platypus, you know that, right?" Perry nodded. He wanted to see where this was going. "Well then you should know that as one of the top agents in the agency, Monogram has to have something planned out for you and your humans. You know he's not that absent minded, especially when it comes to his top agents and their needs. He cares for all of us for that matter, so he's gotta have something up his sleeve that will keep you and your boys with you. Keep faith." The two smiled at each other and then they walked towards the recruit training room.

Did ya see that one coming? haha hope ya like :D