Chapter 4

"I wonder if Paris will be in our science class again." Phineas told his friends on the bus. Everyone of his friends looked confused.

"Uh Phineas," Isabella asked. "Who's Paris?"

"Oh yeah." Phineas said. "I forgot. You don't know her yet."

"Is Paris a new student? When did you meet her?"

"Yesterday or I will when we get to science class."

"What you mean?"

"Déjà Vu cycle." Ferb answered her. "He told me he had it this morning."

"Ohhhh! Well Phineas, if Paris doesn't show up you still have me."

"Yeah I guess, but don't worry; Paris might show up and then you'll see how pretty she is." Isabella scowled but remained silent.

Perry went in the back way this time that lead into the cafeteria. He was careful to not be seen by the lunch ladies. There were no food yet, so he waited behind a table leg.

"Where's Paris?" Phineas asked as soon as the major called on him.

"Who?" Monogram chuckled a little. "You mean Perry?"

"Hey is Perry one of your agents? What a quickedence, my pet platypus also has that name!"

"That's uh.. interesting. Never mind about that. Anyway we're dissecting frogs today so get into partner of one more student."

"But Paris should be here; the principal should drop her off at any minute. Can we wait for her?" Isabella was now mad; she turned to Phineas.

"Phineas," she started. "You can be my partner okay? I mean what if she doesn't show up? What does she have that I don't huh? I can be cute too!" Phineas gasped.

"Isabella! She is disabled and can't speak! You know you shouldn't judge people before you meet them. But I guess you'll have to be my partner until she shows up." Isabella relaxed.

"Okay!"

"Anyway," Monogram and opened the box. He grabbed Agent F before he could hop out. "Get to work." The kids got to work while Monogram went to the teacher's desk with Agent F.

"What are you doing here?" Perry looked at who talked. It was one of the lunch ladies, he was caught! He went on all fours and chattered. The lady put her hands on her hips.

"Well you're coming with me!" Perry tried to escape, but she picked him up and exited the kitchen to where the kids were eating.

"Make way!" She told the kids eating lunch. "Storeaway platypus coming through."

"Perry?" Phineas turned around and noticed his pet. Perry glanced at him.

"Is this your pet?" The lady asked him.

"Yes."

"Young man, pets are strictly not allowed in school."

"I know. I have no clue how he came in."

"Yeah like I never heard that excuse before! You're coming with me immediately to the principal's office!"

"What!?" Phineas was speechless, he never been to the principal's office in his entire life! "But, but…"

"No buts. Now come come." Phineas sighed, hopped off his chair, and followed the lunch lady upstairs.

"Poor Phineas." Isabella said. She then narrowed her eyes. "I bet that no good imaginary Paris is behind this!"

"Phineas doesn't break school policies does he?" Balgeeet asked.

"No." Ferb answered. "No, he doesn't." Buford then elbowed Balgeet.

"Hey!" Balgeet scolded and rubbed his sore spot.

"No, but I do!" Buford said.

Phineas looked at Perry on the chair next to him. They were waiting for the principal.

"So why did you come to school Perry and how the heck do you even know where it is?" Perry just looked at him and chattered. Phineas smiled and petted him.

"You just wanted to be with me huh? You miss me that much when I'm at school I guess." Perry chattered again. The door opened and Mrs. Shelby called out.

"Phineas Flynn, bring your pet and come in here please!"

"Well here I go." He sighed, picked up Perry, and went inside. The door shut behind them as Mrs. S sat in her chair. Phineas hopped into his.

"So failing to listen to our no pet policy are we Mr. Flynn?" She said. Phineas looked at her.

"But I swear I didn't bring him in here!" Phineas admitted. "I would never break the rules."

"Then how did he get in here?" The boy shrugged.

"A likely story!" The principal said.

"But it's true! I had nothing to do with it, he just came in by himself I guess."

"Yeah." She picked up the phone. "I'm going to call your mom about this, okay?" A frustrated Phineas folded his arms and leaned far into his chair. Perry looked at his owner; he was now feeling pretty bad about getting his owner into this predicament.

"Okay Perry." Phineas told his pet when they were in the gym. "You stay here while I have my photo taken okay? Oh and if a human all in black, black shades, cool gadgets and gizmos, is code named "Agent P", and has the same name as you, he's here to investigate me okay? Oh and a kid with muddy shoes and a tray of food is going to run pass any minute. If you can try to prevent him from tripping, I'll appreciate it; thanks! Well wish me luck!" He went to have his picture done. Perry watched the boy and then saw the kid that Phineas was taking about.

When Perry saw that the kid's shoe was untied, he chattered for his attention. The boy stopped.

"Huh?" He looked as his untied shoes. "Oh." He gently put down his trey on the floor and tied his shoe.

When done, he got back and grabbed his stuff and walked.

"Thanks!" He told the platypus as he passed.

"Okay I got my picture taken." Phineas when he came back. "And because of you, I bet it'll be the best ever!" He picked up his pet and hugged him. "Thanks Perry, you're truly a boy's best friend."

"Muffin?" Lynda offered the kids muffins that night. Phineas and Ferb grabbed them and ate then. They went upstairs.

"Night mom!"

"Night boys!" Perry took his pill and went to sleep.

The next morning as the family was having breakfast, Perry's watch vibrated. The platypus stopped eating, went to the hall, looked at it, and turned it on. Major Monogram appeared on the tiny screen.

"Attention Agent P." He reported. "Go to the HQ so I can give you The Mystery Food Item Locatinator." Perry didn't look impressed.

"What?" Monogram asked shrugging. "Doofenscmirz isn't the only inventor who puts "inator" at the end of his invention's names you know. Uh, Carl did it!"

"No I didn't!" Carl complained off screen.

"Okay so maybe I did. But back to the point; The Mystery Food Item Locatinator does what it name suggests, it'll help you find the mystery food item so you can no longer take your pill, we can all move on with our lives, that boy of yours can stop making creepy statements of what's going to happen every minute, and most importantly so I can relax without hearing kids whining and complaining about frog digestion. Or and for Agent F's sake too. So that bully doesn't have the urge to squish him like a pancake anymore." Hurry, I don't have much time before I go to Dansville Middle. Go, go, go!" Perry put his hat on and bolted off.

"Here you go Agent P." Monogram said and handed the agent platypus the devise Perry grabbed and looked at the big screen in the middle. "Now Agent P, the screen will flash red and beep when you get warmer, and when you're super close it will beep loudly and the flashes will flash at super speed. Remember Agent P, don't screw this up. My life and Phineas's is in you hands." Perry saluted and dashed off.

"Kid watch out!" Phineas called to the kid with muddy shoes and lunch trey. The kid turned around as he still walked. Perry with his hat on hid behind the wall by his owner.

"Uh.. my name's not kid." He replied. "It's Max and what the heck are you talking about? Watch out for wh…" He then tripped on his shoe sting and bumped into the garbage. He fell to the ground, food and mud splattered all over Phineas. Phineas was now steaming with anger.

"Oh I'm so sorry." Max exclaimed. "I didn't mean to, it was only an accident; I swear!"

"I'll show you an accident." Phineas went out of control attacked Max, and pinned the poor boy to the floor! The boy screamed for help. Perry's eyes went huge, he couldn't believe his owner was doing this.

"How's this for an accident huh?"

"Ow, you're crashing my hand; HELP!!!"

Phineas stopped and then looked up. Angry photographers and the principal looked at him. The principal had her hands on her hips.

"Uh…this is not what it looks like?" Phineas stood up as Max caught his breath. "But if you'll just understand…" Mrs. S grabbed Phineas's hand and pulled him away.

"My office immediately!"

"But if you can just let me tell you my side of the story…and you're crushing my hand!"

"Oh, well now you know what it feels like then." The platypus watched sadly as his owner was being taken away.

"Expelled?" Phineas asked his mom on the car ride home. "But I never got expelled from school in my life. If you fight with another student, doesn't that mean you both get a five day suspension, then you get expelled the second time you do it?"

"Phineas." Lynda told her son. "You sent that boy to the hospital! He now has a broken wrist thanks to you!"

"But mom I…"

"Phineas, I'm highly disappointed in you. I can't believe you would do something so stupid. Why did you do it?"

"Mom I…" Then he sighed as he leaned back in his seat. "I don't know why." Perry followed the car with a frown on his face on his jetpack.

"Phineas did what?" Cadence asked at dinner.

"He got expelled for fighting and putting that kid in the hospital." Lynda told her. Candace looked like she might burst out laughing. She couldn't believe that her brother was finally in trouble and she didn't have to bust him for it, it was that easy!:

"Candace." Her mom told her. "It's not funny so don't laugh." Candace put her hands over her mouth, trying to hold it in. Lynda got two muffins from the paper bag.

"Here are two muffins for you two." She offered them for Ferb and Candence. They both grabbed them and ate them.

"Thanks mom." Candence said before she ate hers.

"Don't mention it. I guess I'm going to have to give one to Phineas his when he settles down a bit." She and Lawrence then left the room.

Once they were gone, Phineas grabbed his muffin out of the bag. Perry's devise then beeped and flashed. The platypus got up and started looking.

"I wonder if this muffin will calm me down." Phineas opened his mouth.

"Mom says you're not supposed to have that." Phineas glared at her.

"Well you're not mom are you!" Candace's jaw dropped.

"Now, now." Ferb coaxed. "Where did my stepbrother go?"

"Ferb's right!" Candence told him. "This isn't like you at all!"

"Well I bet you two didn't have to repeat the same day over again four times in a row have you?" Perry's devise flashed rapidly and showed the image of the muffin in his owner's hands. He smiled, put the devise away, and grabbed the muffin. Phineas turned to Perry.

"Back off!" He snapped. "It's mine!" He grabbed the muffin back, Perry grabbed it, and then the two started playing tug of war with it.

"I said stay away!" Phineas then knocked Perry off of him. Candace and Ferb gasped as their pet hit his head hard on the wall and fell unconscious. "Hmph! Stupid platypus!" Phineas ate the muffin then realized what he had done.

"What have I done?!" The kids raced to their poor pet. Phineas picked up the unconscious platypus and broke out crying.

"Oh Perry," He sobbed. "I'm so very sorry pal. I don't know what came over me." He cried as the other kids sniffed back tears.

"Oh Phineas." His mom looked around the corner. "You are grounded so march to your room this instant!" She gasped as she saw the scene.

"Lawrence!" She yelled to her husband. "This is a family crisis, quick!" She and her husband rushed into the kitchen to check on Perry.

"Will Perry be alright mom?" The boy wanted to know as his pet was driven away in an ambulance. Lynda looked at her son.

"I hope so dear." She said. "Perry really hurt his head real hard so there's no telling rather he'll come home again. We may lose another pet." Phineas gasped and sighed. He then went upstairs. The kids watched sadly as the poor boy went to his room looking gloomy.

"Oh magic wishing star." He preyed that night from his window at the starry sky. "If I have to repeat this day over again, I hope it's different. I don't want to get expelled, get in fights, or get sent to the principal's offece." He looked down to the floor. "But most importantly, I don't want Perry to die because of me." He stood up, turned off the lights, and went to sleep as the shooting star passed from out of his window.