Whew chapter six already. I dont know whether to say I cant believe its been this long or I feel like it was only yesterday when I started writing this. Thank you all for staying with this story for what feels like so long but hasnt been very long at all! :)

and a NOTE TO ALL READERS!

I created this verison of Doof's mom purely out of my own imagination and I had not seen any episodes showing Doof's mom when I started this so I had to create a character that was entirely my own so I'm probably going to keep her the way I have her right now. No complainers about it, okay? ;)

Chapter 6

Perry flew back to his home, getting back just in time for another, "Oh there you are Perry," from Phineas. Perry allowed himself to be lifted up by Ferb now and carried in to the house lovingly. Ferb places him on the couch and both boys sit down at it just as their mom calls them for snacks. "Be right back Perry," Phineas says.

Perry lays down on the couch, staring ahead blankly as he plays his part. The mindless platypus. As he lay there he allowed himself to think about Doofenshmirtz. Before his mother had come he had wanted to return something to him. What was it?

Nothing came to the platypus as the rest of the day wore on. And he wondered as he fell asleep, what Doofenshmirtz was doing.

~back at DEI~

Doof woke up being poked by his mother, leaning over him, excitement in her eyes. "Heinz! Heinz dear wake up! Come on we're going to get to work!"

"Wha, but Mom. . ." Doof sat up and looked wearily at the digital clock on his bedside. "Agh Mom it's four in the morning! What are you doing up?" Doof rolled over, pulling the covers over him again. But she reached over and grabbed the blankets, throwing them off of him.

"Get up get up we have to get to work now!"

"Work for what? Doof groaned.

"To work at your new invention to defeat Perry the Platypus!"

"But Mo-om! It's four in the morning! I don't start working on my inventions until at least nine!"

She seemed confused. "At night?

"No not at night! In the morning! You think I'm going to stay up all night working on a silly invention? I can do it in four or five hours! Now let me sleep!" Doof grabbed the covers and angrily pulled them back over his shoulders.

Bathilda stared at him, eyebrows raised. "Well . . . how long does it usually take you to make inventions?"

"Ah, not very long," Doof mumbles from the bed. "Just a few hours in time for Perry the Platypus to come in at 1 in the afternoon, as usual."

"You have a schedule?"

"Don't you?" Doof growls, closing his eyes and trying to sleep. His entire body still feels heavy with exhaustion. "Just go away and let me rest! I'll work on it later when it isn't four in the morning."

"But how can it take you only a few hours to make inventions? It usually takes everyone else days or even weeks sometimes. How can you complete it in a few mere hours?" Bathilda asks.

But Doof has already fallen asleep. She sighs irritably and storms away, her thoughts confused. Could Doof be telling the truth about all that? Could he really make inventions in a few hours? Her record was three day's time to make a really stunning invention. His must be really small inventions, about the size of a Nintendo DS or whatever the kids were playing these days.

Hours later when Doof woke up at ten, he slowly got up, pulling on his robe before slumping to the door and placing a hand on the shining door knob. He heard the sound of drilling and pushed open the door, finding his mom leaning over an invention half done, and a steaming cup of coffee next to her.

"Mom?" he asked as he came forward, rubbing his eyes. "What are you doing?"

"Making an 'inator' for you. How do you like it?"

Doof came up and placed a hand on it, looking over it quickly. "Well, it doesn't seem to bad. How long have you been working on it? Half an hour perhaps?"

"No of course not! I've been working on this since four!"

"Oh," Doof said, silence falling between them. Finally his mom asked.

"How long does it take you to get this far?"

"Oh, an hour at most. I can accomplish a lot if I had woken up as early as you."

His mom stared at him. "How can you get all this done in just an hour?"

He shrugged, unfazed by her question. "I've been building things on my own for years now. I'm a very fast inventor I guess."

Bathilda groaned in annoyance and went back to building. "Well hurry up and help me."

So Doof did help, and the inator was finished in just half an hour. By then Doof was hungry and he went to make a late breakfast for himself while his mother worked busily on the apartment, redecorating and such. Doof just watched silently. "Why are you working so hard?" he asked. "What's the rush?"

"What's the rush? Your nemesis is coming over in about . . . two hours, and you're not doing anything! You're not even cleaning up the place!"

"Well, no. Why should I? I never clean the apartment for Perry the Platypus. As long as nothing gets in the way of our fighting." He spooned another bite of cold cereal.

Meanwhile as Doof read the paper and lounged about for the next hour, his mom worked hard, putting everything in to her plan. She tuned up the new inator more and swept the apartment floor at least three times, and she was able to do even more once Doof activated Norm to help her out. Soon it was 12:45 and Perry would be arriving in about fifteen minutes. The entire apartment had been redone and Doof's mom was eagerly awaiting the coming of her son's nemesis. She grabbed Doof, pushed some clothes in to his arms and roughly threw him in the bathroom. "Put those on so you'll look like a real villain for crying out loud!"

Some distance off, Perry was listening to the plans Phineas and Ferb held for that peaceful summers day.

"We've already had a tree house wrestling battle. How about we go for that up-in-the-sky tree village we were planning? They're really old plans though. We made them when we were just little. What do you think Ferb?"

Ferb gave a thumbs up.

"Then an up-in-the-sky tree village it is! We should plant some redwood trees in the yard and use that super miracle grow stuff. . . We'll have to take out the plans for the fireplace though. The weatherman said that we're in a drought now and things will be more flammable now because it's so dry. We don't need a fireplace anyway. Why did we even put that in the blueprints?"

As Phineas and Ferb walked away to the backyard, Perry snuck in to the living room, and making sure no one else was in the room he lifted the window and jumped in to his escape chute going to his own lair. He held on to his hat as he went down and landed in his chair, and as he landed Major Monogram appeared on the screen above him. "Good afternoon Agent P. We've noticed that Doofenshmirtz's mother has come to visit him from your last report and we need you to go and check up on him. Make sure that they're not up to anything, well, evil. Because as you now, it's hard enough dealing with one super villains in the area, it'll be worse if we have to worry about two new super villains. So, go get em Agent P."

Perry saluted him and took off, grabbing his jet pack that he had retrieved from behind the dumpster that one day. It took him a few minutes to get there and when he did, he decided to go in for the sneak break in. He hadn't done that for some time.

So as quietly as he could, Perry stopped the jet pack at the side of the building and unscrewed the cover of the air vents and unclipped the jet pack, jumping in to the air vent and walking forward on all fours. He easily navigated through them until he got to the end and peeked in through the vent to look down at Doofenshmirtz's lair.

Perry froze.

The entire apartment floor had been completely redone. The walls and floor were painted black. Everything looked so much more, eviler. There was a door that read 'torture chamber' on the front and Perry saw that Doof and his mom was no where in sight. They must have gone out for an errand or lunch or something.

Perry looked at his watch. It was one. Doof usually didn't miss anything for their annual nemesis meetings. So what was going on?

Perry easily undid the vent and slipped down silently, landing on the ground without making a sound. But then a barred cage rose up out of the ground and trapped him where he stood. Perry gripped the bars and watched as the cage came out of the ground and zipped him over to where Doof stood waiting for him.

The blue platypus felt his eyes widen at the sight of his nemesis.

He was dressed completely in black spandex with a cape and a huge white D on his chest. Perry leaned back where he stood and raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms over his chest questioningly. Doof smiled at him as he came forward. "Ah Perry the Platypus. I thought you never would have come."

Perry didn't answer and Doof groaned, "Ugh I know." He spoke in a softer tone. "My mother completely redid everything in my apartment. And as you can see, I mean everything." He gestured to himself. "It's very uncomfortable and I feel rather awkward in it. So lets just get this overwith so I can get out of this ridiculous costume okay?"

The platypus's eyes flickered over to the left and right.

"She's watching somewhere," Doof whispered. Perry nodded at him and took off his hat, gesturing with his one hand for Doof to continue with his villainous rant.

"Okay. Behold Perry the Platypus, the Melt-inator!" He whipped the sheet off of an invention, showing another huge ray machine. Perry nodded and started up his hat so it turned in to a sort of chainsaw and began working on cutting some of these bars. He listened halfway to what Doof continued saying.

"I was sitting in the car a week ago stuck in traffic for an hour in the same spot, so I made this to help me out. The melt-inator will be shot down at people's cars so that they melt to nothing but goop! Then I will never have to wait in another line of cars again, because everyone else will have to walk everywhere while I can still drive! The problem is though that for some reason it only melts cars. Anything else it hits bursts in to flame. So I have to be careful where I aim this thing." Doof paused. "So I guess it would be the 'Melt-or-Burst-in-to-Flame-Inator!'" He threw up his arms again and turned back to Perry the Platypus, a bored expression on his face. "You know I think we'll just stick with the Melt-inator it's much more, I don't know original. And not as long."

Perry raised an eyebrow as he continued, "Well whatever." Doof looked at Perry who was still working on those jail bars. Doof sighed. "Oh come on Perry the Platypus you're not out yet?" Perry looked up at him silently and continued working. Doof rolled his eyes. "Ugh well hurry up please I want to get this over with so my mom can leave!"

The platypus raised his eyes to his nemesis. Doof shrugged, "No I don't know why she's here. Ever since I was born she's never taken a like to me. And I mean never. I mean, neither of my parents showed up for my birth. I don't even know how that works but that's how it went."

Perry chattered at him. "No my mom isn't here right now. She's over at the store grocery shopping, at least, that's what she's told me. Though it's very strange. I mean she's the one that set all this up. And once again, I mean everything. She set up my costume, the walls, heck she even invented my Melt-inator. You'd think she wouldn't want to miss anything like this." Doof sat for a moment. "Hmm. Guess not everyone turns out like you think they would."

There was a still silence for a few moments and Perry finally chattered at him again, glaring in annoyance before pointing out something in the top corner of the room as he stepped out of the cage. Doof turned and stared right up at a camera that had been placed there. "What? What did my mother put that there?"

He turned. "Perry the Platypus my mother put a security camera in my own home without even telling me what, what is this? Isn't that illegal?" Perry shrugged. Doof spun around. "Well if it isn't it should be!"

Perry meanwhile walked over to the machine, unplugging it and disabling it as Doof rambled on about his mother intruding on his personal space and stuff like that. Perry just rolled his eyes and continued doing what he does best, being an agent.

Doof turned, "Oh Perry the Platypus are you thwarting me? Good good." Doof clapped his hands enthusiastically and he received a good punch in the face, knocking him over so Perry could affectively run away without getting caught again by his nemesis.

Well that was a complete waste of time, Perry thought annoyingly.

But as he stepped out of the apartment outside, a bag came down, falling over his head and blinding him. Strong arms trapped him and tied him up. Perry struggled to fight, but he was trapped.

An evil voice laughed. "Hah. Got you Perry the Platypus."

Gee who do you think it is?