Epilogue
"Perry the Platypus?" Dr. D asked me. "Perry the Platypus!" He brandished his hand in my face. "Yoo-hoo, earth to Perry the Platypus!" He snapped his fingers. "Snap out of it!" I went back into reality and looked at him. "What's with you? It seems like a year had ended and a new year has begun since you went into this trance."
"I think he had a flashback." Carl put in.
"Is that right, Agent P?" Monogram asked me. "Did you have a flashback?" I nodded. "You do know we can't see that, right?" I nodded again.
"I wonder what he had a flashback about." Dr. D said.
"Probably to the time when he and you first met." Carl explained. "It is your and Agent's P's anniversary after all. It's perfectly understandable." Monogram knelt down to me.
"Is that right, Agent P?" He asked me. "Did this mailbox give you memories of when you two first met?" I nodded. He stood back up. "Well, that settles that." Dr. D then offered me a gift. I grabbed it.
"This is for you, Perry the Platypus." He said. "Happy anniversary! May we hate each other another year." I looked up at him. This isn't a trap, is it?
"Go on!" He urged me. "It's not a trap I swear." I hesitated but gave in. Aw, what the heck! It probably was a trap, but I'll do it to make him happy, after all, it is our anniversary. I took off the wrapping and got ready for an upcoming trap.
Surprisingly it didn't happen. I looked at the present. It was a book. I looked at my nemesis again.
"See?" He spoke, "It's not a trap. Do you like it, Perry the Platypus? It's a scrapbook of all the times we spent together." I opened it and flipped through the pages. He was right. Every page had pictures of inators that I had destroyed. I looked at him again. How did he get these pictures and put them in a scrapbook?
"It took a whole day to make this. Remember that day when Monogram told you I was doing nothing and gave you the day off?" I nodded. I was wondering about that. I enjoyed taking it off and spending time with my owners, watching them play baseball in the air wearing shoes with wings, but I still was worried about it.
"Well, I was making the scrapbook. I had to make a Remember-inator to remember all the inators that I made and you destroyed. Norm also had a database too and had pictures. I was mad that he waited to tell me until after I made it. He claimed he kept telling me before and I didn't listen. So, he printed out pictures of each invention that I made and you ruined. And I had my Remember-inator print out the inators I made before I made him, so my Remember-inator wasn't a total loss And because I was so busy making it, I forgot to give you a card. Hope you don't mind. Do you like it, Perry the Platypus?"
I closed the book with tears in my eyes. I couldn't believe he would make this for me.
"Hello? I didn't hear an answer or see a nod. Did you like it Perry the Platypus? It's a good thing I tape measured you so it can fit in you hands." He's right, it fits in my hands perfectly. I ran up to him and embraced him in a hug. Yes, yes I do. I love it! And I don't care if you didn't give me a card. It's the thought that counts. He hugged me too and patted my head. "You're welcome, Perry the Platypus. It's makes me happy to see that you appreciate my work."
"We have a gift for you too Agent P." Monogram told me
"And it's really heavy!" Carl said, offering me a rather large bag. I wanted you to open up at HQ, but Monogram said no. We also forgot to give you a card." I grabbed it, but due to the weight, I fell down on the ground again, so I decided to open it on the ground. What did they give me?
I took out a rectangular shape and tore at all the wrapping and my eyes grew huge. It was a laptop!
"For you Agent P." Monogram said. "Now whenever you want to communicate with us, you don't need a notebook and pencil or pen. You can just write it on the laptop. And what's neat is that we installed a program called Writing-helper so you can get your message down faster. We'll keep it at HQ whenever you need it." I hugged him and Carl both.
"We couldn't find a small enough laptop." Carl pointed out. "Although a tablet or your Smartphone could've worked too, but Monogram said to just give you a laptop."
"Well?" Monogram spoke. "Carl and I will leave you two alone. Happy anniversary and I'll see you tomorrow!" He and Carl then left, poor Carl, having to drag the laptop home, which he put back into the large bag.. Dr. Doofenshmirtz and I just looked at each other. What now?
"Come to my place, Perry the Platypus." He said to me. "We can watch a movie, jam up to some tunes and go out for dinner. I don't have anything evil planned since I made you that scrapbook yesterday, so don't worry. " He started to leave for his apartment. He looked back at me when I wasn't coming and beckoned me. "Well, come on; the anniversary is just beginning!" I gave in and followed.
We danced to some tunes from Doof's apartment, watched a movie, and went out to eat at a place where they allowed pets. We were outside because pets weren't allowed inside. The only animals that could eat inside are service animals of course. Doof was sitting at a table and I was on the cement for animals weren't allowed to eat at the tables, even the service animals. I was in my mindless pet form.
The waiter asked us if he was celebrating anything special.
"Anniversary." Doof replied.
"Oh, congratulations!" He said. He looked at me. "Your wife must really like pets if you took yours on your wedding anniversary."
"Oh no, I'm not married." The man looked at him like he was crazy. "I'm celebrating the anniversary of when I got my pet." The man just looked at him again. It wasn't a total lie. We were celebrating an anniversary, just not a wedding anniversary Ew! Me married to Doofenshmirtz? Talk about gross and creepy beyond belief!I'll never marry him in a million years! Plus, he's a human and I'm a platypus, so that won't work. The very thought left me sick to my stomach. My nemesis then got mad at the man. He stood up.
"You think just because I'm celebrating an anniversary, it's a wedding anniversary? It is so wrong to celebrate the time you got your pet?" The man put up his hands in defense.
"No!" He agreed. "Of course not!" Doof sat back down in his seat.
"That's more like it." The man then gave Doof a menu. "Here's the menu. Tell
me if you or…" He looked at me. "Your pet needs anything."
"Well, for one thing, he needs water and food pet bowls. I don't think you want him eating at the table."
"Right. That's not allowed." He then looked confused and pointed to me. "He's a platypus? I thought he was a strange duck slash beaver creature."
"That's what I thought too when I adopted him, but no, he's a platypus. So, are you going to give him a food and water bowls or not?" The man went back into reality.
"Oh, right! I'll get it them in a jiff." He then left. Dr. D. looked at his menu.
After dinner, it was getting dark. So Doofenshmirtz said I could go home.
"Well, bye Perry the Platypus!" He waved to me. "Maybe over the next year, I can succeed in ruling the Tri-State Area and I'll have you destroyed." I chatter at him. Yeah right! You can try it, but I doubt it. We then departed. Him going to his apartment, and me walking all the way home on all fours.
When I got home on all fours, I heard Candace screaming and dragging her mom outside.
"MOM!" She yelled. "Look, see? Rocket-Powered Bat-Wings while playing tennis."
"And for the umpteenth time," Linda said. "I only see the boys and their friends."
"Hi Mom!" Phineas said to her. "It's true; we were playing tennis." Linda smiled.
"Oh you did, didn't you? Well say goodbye to your friends and all of you come inside for dinner."
"Okay Mom." Linda glared at her daughter before going in. Candace's jaw was agape.
"But…but…but." She muttered. I couldn't help but find this amusing. Oh Candace! Like Doofenshmirtz, you just can't seem to win.
"Don't leave your mouth hanging open like that sis." Phineas told her. "Remember what Mom said? You could attract flies."
"And that won't taste good." Baljeet added. "I should know. A fly came into my mouth yesterday." Buford laughed.
"That was a good time!" He said. "We shared some laughs." Baljeet looked at him.
"You were the only one laughing as I was choking. Isabella did the Heimlich maneuver on me."
"And I got a patch for it!" Isabella piped up proudly, showing of her 'Save Someone from Choking Patch'.
"Yeah," Buford said. "But it was still a good time." Baljeet scowled at the bully. Candace stomped to the boys as they were waving and saying good-bye to their friends.
"Okay, what happened?" She demanded to know. "I don't remember them disappearing, so what the heck happened?" Phineas looked at his sister.
"Don't you remember, Candace?" He asked. "When we were taking a break, you wanted to try one and you smashed into ours, breaking them to bits." I also found this amusing for she also broke their winged shoes from yesterday, including her own as well. "Oh yeah." I then went into the backyard. Phineas smiled as he saw me.
"Oh, there you are Perry. Well come inside for dinner." We went inside. I could tell them that I already had dinner, but that's if I could talk and they could understand me, which they can't.
Well, Doofenshmirtz, I thought with a smile. I hope we can be enemies for the next year, and for the years to come. And the tape measure really helped. If you haven't done that, I would be too big or too small for your traps. And with those thoughts in my head, I went inside with my owners and their sister.