for those of you who didn't guess (probably like, none of you cuz my personal life is none of ur business. . . . jk) TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY! so on celebration of the birth of (me) you will be granted not one, BUT TWO CHAPTERS! 8DDD WOOT WOOT! and not only is it my birthday it is also my sweet sixteen! woot woot! I do not want a car b/c I took drivers ed and . . .i hate driving unless its out in like the middle of nowhere going 75 mph.

This thought suddenly occurred to me as I was writing this chapter.

"o.o why would u bother making a cage u could see through if you're just going to put a blanket over it?"

Chapter 8 peeps! 8D

". . . No."

Bathilda turned to face her son. He had just been about to help her as far as she knew, but, he sounded even more angrier than earlier. What was wrong with him? Ugh. Idiot first son. "Huh?" she said.

Doof clenched his fists. "No. You can't keep Perry the Platypus in there! I won't allow you to torture him further! I won't let you!" He glared at her, murder in his eyes that were now a dark black. Usually they were a gentle aquamarine or gentle turquoise. But now . . . they were a dark, endless black.

"Heinz?" she said dumbly. Then her own gaze hardened. "What kind of idiot scientist are you? You have your nemesis trapped with no means of escape and you want to let him go? Right as we're on the brink of obtaining total power and control over the Tri-State Area?"

"Yes." His answer was immediate. He glared at her darkly and she sighed.

"Well, if that's how you want it."

Barely even flinching she took the wrench she held and swung at him.

Of course Doof's brain accessed the information that there was a wrench flying for his skull, so he should probably duck. But his brain was faster than his poor feet coordination so he got a good clanking to the head.

He fell but managed to keep consciousness. He stood to his feet and grabbed the wrench from the floor as he stood, about to bash it in to the Destroy Gun, but his mother grabbed his hand and pushed him down. He skid on the ground and glared at her. Then he held up his hand holding the wrench. "Careful mother. I have great hand-coordination."

She froze where she stood and began moving slowly away from him, not moving her eyes from the wrench. He kept his eyes on her and then she suddenly started running at him.

Terrified that she actually moved towards him he flung the wrench as hard as he could at her. Except this was what she wanted. She ducked, sending the wrench not hurtling towards her, but right at the Melt-inator. Conveniently, it hit the lever, sending it to flash out a beam of hot lazer material. (lame word phrase right? -Lion)

Bathilda laughed wickedly and tackled her son, pinning him to the ground. He had no strength to fight her, not really. After all he had been hit in the head with a wrench.

"Sorry son."

Her fist met his head and he passed out.

When Doof awoke he was tied to his own chair with duct tape. He didn't have any around his mouth, seeing as there was no one he could call for help for, it was unnecessary. He looked left and right, trying to get a good idea of his situation. Perry the Platypus was in the fetal position in his little cage while the storm inside his little box raged on. Of course Doof's mom didn't turn off the sound and lights on his cage. It would be complete safety for her because she knew he would be in there.

Perry didn't move. He wasn't moving. Wasn't even flinching when the storm sounds came. But as Doof looked closer he saw that he was trembling from the screen. Doof looked at him in sympathy and called out, "Perry! Perry the Platypus! Can you hear me?"

Doof glanced to the clock. It had only been a minute since he had been knocked out. Lucky him. It could have been much longer. From the looks of it the apartment was abandoned except for him and Perry. She must have gone out to obtain power and control over the Tri-State Area. Perry didn't respond to his calls. Doof sighed to himself and felt his entire being rip again with guilt. This was his fault. All of it. Every single part of it was his fault. He felt horrible. If he hadn't told his mother that Perry was scared of thunder and lightning he wouldn't be in this situation.

Doof tried to pull his wrists from the duct tape but it was pointless. It was bound too tightly around him. How would he get out?

He tried to stand up and managed to do it on his toes for a few seconds before falling back on the chair legs. Doof groaned to himself and looked down at the cage on the floor where Perry still sat. The blanket was still covered over the glass cage. Doof looked down at it in thought, his mind working as fast as it could. A plan came to him. He could hurt, but it was worth it if he could break that freaking cage.

Doof inched close to the cage until he was close enough before tilting the chair and falling on the cage.

There was a shatter as it broke completely. Doof grunted as he landed on a speaker, hitting his side hard. Perry awoke from the spell almost instantly and bolted at Doof, instantly latching his small arms around Doof's neck, trembling in fear but relieved to be close to another warm, breathing person. He looked up at Doof as he spoke to him. "Perry the Platypus. You have to untie me. It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. I have to help you actually."

Perry stared at him and looked at the fallen chair and the cage that had shattered to pieces. The glass was scattered everywhere and Perry looked at the small cuts on his feet that he didn't even feel. He looked to Doof silently and put it together instantly. He chattered softly.

"Yes I crashed on to your cage on purpose to get you out in hopes that you would release me and we could go catch my mom."

Perry stared at him for a moment then grabbed a pair of scissors from his hat to begin cutting the duct tape. He freed the feet first before the hands, and Doof sat up on the floor, rubbing his wrists gently. "Ah, thank you Perry the Platypus. What would I do without you?" Perry shrugged and rubbed his eyes quickly with his small paws curled in to tight fists. Doof didn't say anything, but he allowed his eyes to meet his nemesis' in a silent apology. Perry smirked, accepted the apology, and held out a small hand. Doof stared at it for a moment, took it, and shook.

Suddenly Perry's wrist watch buzzed. He looked down at it and held up a hand to Doof, silencing him. Perry acivated it, showing Major Monogram. "Ah, Agent P. We're glad we could finally contact you. Do you have control of the situation? Where's Doofenshmirtz?"

Perry showed his watch to Doof. "Oh I see. Is he tied up?" Perry shook his head. "Well what are you doing then Agent P?"

"Uh, excuse me I'm right here," Doof said, glaring at Major Monogram. "He untied me actually. My mother came and she's trying to wreck the entire city to become the ruler of it."

"Oh. So . . . you're not the one who's causing all the chaos?"

"No!" Doof sounded offended as he glared at the watch.

"Oh. So you say it's your mother?"

"Yes."

"Oh. Okay then." Major Monogram cleared his throat. "Agent P. Your new mission is stop Mrs. Doofenshmirtz and bring her in. She seems very dangerous and very well may gain control of the city. Stop her at whatever costs Agent P."

He flickered out and at once Doof muttered, "Stupid Major Monobrow."

Perry allowed himself to smirk and pulled the doctor up on to his feet. He ran to the balcony and peered over the edge, trying to get a good view of it. Ugh I'm not tall enough he growled at himself.

"Here Perry the Platypus. Let me help you."

Large hands wrapped around his middle and lifted him up so he was placed on the balcony edge. Doof smirked at him, proud of himself and looked out over the city.

For the most part it seemed peaceful, but there was smoke raising out of City Hall and there was a bigger amount of smoke starting to rise up a farther distance away. Doof saw Perry stiffen as Perry's thoughts whipped through him quickly. That one smokey trail. . . . it was in about the same position as his home. Hopefully it was just some smoke from somewhere else.

Perry didn't notice as Doof walked away to go in to the living room, where a little note rested on the coffee table. "Perry the Platypus!" he called. "Come look at this!"

Perry jumped down from the balcony railing instantly and ran over to Doof. He gave the note to him and Perry scanned through it quickly.

Dear Heinz,

I've gone to take over the city at City Hall. I'm sorry it had to come to me having to trap you, but you were being a bad influence on my mission. As a fellow scientist and your mother you this was for your own good. You will thank me some day.

Sincerely,

Bathilda Doofenshmirtz

"Warty old witch," Doof muttered, glaring angrily down at the building below them. Perry looked around the balcony outside, finally glimpsing a thin line where a black rope was.

A zipline, actually.

With a leap of joy Perry ran off to the balcony again and jumped up, grabbing a handle for it. Doof ran out after him, "Wait Perry the Platypus it isn't safe! I haven't used it since my last scheme ages ago with the pigeons!"

Perry looked down at him with a raised eyebrow before giving a little chatter directed at him. Doof glared at him for a moment and threw up his arms in exasperation. "Okay, fine! Just let me come with you!"

Perry stared at him for a moment with wide eyes as he watched Heinz come up and pull a belt around the zipline. He pulled on it a couple of times to test it, but Perry instantly switched his stronger one with the weaker belt. He weighed a little less than Doofenshmirtz. It would be safer for the both of them if they switched.

"Oh, thank you Perry the Platypus," Doof thanked him as he tested the stronger cable. Then Perry jumped, holding on to the belt as tight as he could as could, flying down the zipline and jumping down to the ground with Doof right behind them. There was the sound of Doof landing behind him and letting out a grunt as he landed awkwardly. Perry turned to look at him to make sure he was okay. Doof stood up clumsily and shook himself off. "Okay. What now Perry the Platypus?"

Perry looked up at him and held up his paws, palms up. Stay he looked at him sharply with his eyes. Doof nodded faintly before looking down. He understood. Stay here and don't do anything. Don't do anything risky or life threatening.

Doof sighed in aggravation. "Fine. I'll stay here. You go take care of my mother."

Perry smirked at him and began running up the steps in to the City Hall. His feet pattered against the stairs and his heart pounded against his chest. He flung the door open and ran up the first flight of stairs he saw, his eyes hardened and narrowed as he pumped his legs up and down. One at a time, then the next one. One by one.

Soon he got in to the mayor's room where he thought that she would be first. Perry pushed through and looked around in shock, seeing the tall chair facing away from him. He ran to the desk and chattered loudly, trying to get the mayor's attention. Didn't he see? The city was going to be attacked any moment!

But as the chair turned, it wasn't the mayor that faced Perry. Perry froze where he stood and took a few tentative steps backwards, his eyes huge and wide in fear.

It was Bathilda.