A/N; Hey! So, just to clarify things, no, Perry didn't return to his body. Sorry to have confused you Jet Engine. And sorry to anyone else who was confused. I went back and clarified that in the last chapter. Again, sorry. I've been catching up on my Pokemon XY, Legend of Zelda, Sonic, and other games lately-that's right! I'm a female gamer! Don't judge me!-along with the fact that Natty dragged me in to DeviantArt. Currently, I'm going by Mort-and Maurice. I don't expect to be with the name for long, so, heh, yea…That's why this was so late...

On the bright side, YAY! Christmas! I got Perry headphones and a pair of new speakers and Sonic Colours and Zelda Ocarina of Time, 50$ and more! I loved it! How was your guy's day? I've been putting this off for WAY too long. It kept nagging me, and now I've finaly desided to stop putting it off! However, this is being shortened to only 3 chapters instead of 5. My original idea has been scrapped now. Let's hope the all nighters I've been pulling ever since the last week of school have been helping. Hopefully it's all alright and doesn't feel rushed... (It was sooo rushed by the way.)

ON WITH THE STORY!

Disclaimer; I don't own Phineas and. Ferb. Or Perry and Doof. Or anybody else for that matter besides myself.

A Ghost of a Chance Ch. 3; The Epic Finale

Down in the O.W.C.A headquarters, a certain read-head and his boss had been crying in each other's arms nonstop for the past 30 minutes or so. Well, that's when the waterworks really got bad. They actually started more than an hour previous. They thought that a certain evil scientist had killed one of the best agents ever with their crazy wacko machine, and they just wouldn't stop crying.

"Why'd he have to do that?" Carl exclaimed, tears rushingh out of his eyes like a waterfall. "WHY?!"

"Especialy with such a beautiful relationship!" The Major agreed, crying just as much as the intern. "How could he?!"

"I just wish," Carl sniffled. "we could turn back the clock and stop this tragedy!"

"But it's too late!" Major Monogram stood and walked over to the screan, and pressed a button.

"S-Sir?" The teen asked. "W-What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" A DvD was ejected, and the boss put it in a case. "I'm returning the firstmovie and renting the second one! We need to know what happens to the handsome, good-looking, and muscular evil scientist Dr. Ethan Calhoon and his nemiesis Agent Herbert Bermont! Do they reunite? Are they held apart by their occupations? Or do they find love with one another? I have to know! TO THE MOVIE STORE!" And off they went to rent another movie.

Doofensmirtz dashed out of his building as soon as he realized that there was no way he was getting into the room with the weird possessed hat in there! All he wanted was a special lab coat from in there before he left, but he didn't end up getting it. He had been way too freaked and needed to get out of there! After all, a normal person would freak if they saw a brown 1940's fadora floating around your place without a source of levitation?

Exactly!

So, he raced downstairs to where Norm had been stored and turned him into his truck formation, driving away.

"Where are we going dad?" The robot asked the driver.

"First, for the millionth time Norm, I'm not your father!" The man attempted to explain yet again to the machine. "And second, I just need to get something, then we'll be returning to DEI."

Doof raced to his house in the suburbs as fast as his Norm truck could carry him. It was a simple mater of remembering the directions on how to get there, but he found it in no time! Doof just had to collect a machine from there and he was on his way to collecting that pesky spirit!

However, when he got there, he couldn't find the stupid thing anywhere! He looked in the closet where he believed he had put it, but he couldn't find it! He looked under his hammock, in his pool, and between things, but nothing! He sighed, poking his head out the front door and calling to Norm, "Hey Norm! I need you to go grab one of my labcoats! It's the-" he counted in his head. "-8th from the left in the closet in my room."

"Alright dad!" The robot exclaimed as he drove out of sight.

"I'M NOT YOUR FATHER!" The man cried over to Norm, who was already out of earshot. "And don't break anything!"

He had a feeling he'd be there for awhile.

Perry the platy-spirit had already started working on the -Inator to turn him back. He was lucky his hat had indeed coppied down the machine's design. Otherwise, he'd be stuck this way for awhile! He did still need to get back to his boys!

He had most of the machine done already. Once you have the parts and the blueprints, it's quite simple to put together. However, this particular project took quite awhile to put together. He started to see why Doof and the boys liked inventing now! It was really fun!

Perry was startled out of his fun by the front door of DEI opening and slamming shut. He had just been in the middle of placing one of the last pieces when it happened. His head spun around and he looked towards the door like he was a deer caught in a vehicle's headlights. Doof must have unexpectadly come home and the spirit Perry levitating the item more than likely would give the poor man a heart attack! There were heavy footsteps coming his way, and he was in to much fear to even gently lay down the item in his paws. He just levitated there, waiting for the evil scientist to come in...

And suddenly, Norm bounded in.

Perry sighed in relief that it was only Norm. Had it been Doof, he would have been questioning the doonkleberries out of someone, then taking the mechanism apart, ruining all of the platy-spirit's long progress. Then he'd have to attempt to redo the whole thing without Doof noticing. Now that would have been tricky...

"Oh, look at this!" Norm spoke with his boring monotone voice. "It looks like dad made a mistake in his always failing -Inators!" The giant robot walked over and bent down, taking a panel off and switching around a few things. "There! That's better! Otherwise, it would have been a death machine!" Then he walked away and into the bedroom.

Perry looked at the pile of metal that was the -Inator then at the blueprints. He did that so many times. He did it until he was dizzy in the head. So he had messed something up! He'd have to thank Norm big time when-if, he mentaly reminded himself-he got back to his body!

So, he put the finishing touches on the machine and plugged it into the wall. It just had to warm up, then he would be back to his old self in no time at all!

There was a few minutes of boredom, but the mechanism was ready. So he aimed it at himself and fired.

He did so just as Doofenshmirtz's scream of horror filled his earholes.

Perry took a look over at the horror filled face of his nemisis. The expression shown was... Just awful! He looked as if he had just gotted a knife jammed through his heart.

But there wasn't enough time to do anything before the beam striked Perry square in the chest.

There were gasps through out the entire room. Not a sound was made as darkness surrounded every person there. In fact, it was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop from the next room with the doors shut. Suddenly, cheers erupted from the family of 5.

"Wow!" The red-head, Phineas Flynn, commented. "That was great! I can't wait to find out what happens in the sequal!"

"A movie is only as good as it's sequals." His step-brother, Ferb Fletcher, wisely stated.

"Meh, it was alright..." Their older sister, Candace, stated. "I think it could have been beter."

"Ready for the second one?" Their step-father, Lawrance Fletcher, questioned the kids.

"Yea!" They responded.

So went the movie night for the Flynn-Fletcher household.

A/N; So? How'd you like it? I think it was ok for a last minute chapter. Oh, who am I kidding? I should never enter contests like this! I can never do things on a deadline! This story sucks so bad! I wish I could completely redo it, but oh well. I'm stuck with this. I make it, I make it. I don't, I don't. In all honesty, I was caught up in a really good Pokemon fic! It was called 'Pikachu's Unexpected Love' by Deathsia. That's an amazing story. POOR MEOUTH! Anyway, I should wrap this up since this is, like, 10 minutes past midnight. Does this still count for the contest? I hope...

See ya'll, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Happy whatever you celabrate, Happy Birthday to me on January 5th, yada yada yada.

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