Chapter 9
"Perry the Platypus?" she said with narrowed eyes. She folded her hands together and glared at him darkly.
Perry took a few steps back and she ordered in her cruel demanding voice, "Don't take another step, Perry the Platypus, or you'll deeply regret it." she held up her hand, in it a remote with a single button. "This is a remote control that I made to go to the Melt-inator, which is really a Fire-inator. I just told my son it melted cars so he could pretend to use it. I never really intended for him."
She continued, "I never needed him to begin with. I just needed him to make the invention for me so I could have it done quicker. Though I've heard a lot about you Perry the Platypus. You're very famous in the evil scientist world. Really you are. I've heard rumors about a blue semi-aquatic platypus who manages to defeat his enemies every time. Though I never thought that that failure of a son was that failing enemy."
Perry growled at her and she held up one finger, wagging it back and forth. "Ah ah ah now. Don't make any rash decisions Perry the Platypus. If I press this button, all of the ones you love and care for will die. This remote will turn automatically at a certain saved location, and the Fire-inator will shoot at it. And that place happens to be," her eyes narrowed, "at your home, Perry the Platypus. With your two host boys, girl and their parents. What were those boys names again? Oh that's right, Phineas and Ferb."
As she said this Perry felt his heart swell up in fear. No. No. No this couldn't be it. No this wasn't right! How could she have figured out, everything? How could she have learned who his family was? How could she have done that?
Perry's hand flew to his neck where his collar was and immediately his heart sunk. No. It was gone! When had he taken it off!
Suddenly it was that night he had spent with Doofenshmirtz, the night of the storm. In the morning he had pulled it off because it had been bugging him, and he must have forgotten to put it back on. Then later Bathilda must have found it, opened it, and put it all together. No. How could this be happening?
Bathilda laughed. "Haha. That's right Perry the Platypus. I know about all of them. I have you completely immobilized." She smirked at him evilly and said quietly, "Now, put your hands up Perry the Platypus."
Perry looked up at her, his eyes suddenly broken, and as much as he wanted to fight her . . . His eyes glanced at the remote, holding his owner's life. Then he looked back to her, and slowly raised up his arms defenselessly. She smirked at him and said satisfactorily, "Good. Now don't move from there."
She got up from her chair and walked over to him, bending down with her hands held behind her back. She continued to smile at him evilly and then she backed away a few steps, pulling out a gun from somewhere on her person. "Now then. I'm sorry, but I have to eliminate you Perry the Platypus." She held up her gun, "Goodbye now."
Suddenly the doors burst open and a confused and frightened Heinz Doofenshmirtz burst in, looking around to absorb the situation and throwing the item he held in his hands, which was a stapler. It connected with his mom's head and she fell back on the ground from the weight of the object. Doof laughed, pointing at her, "Ha! Take that you warty old hag!"
Bathilda sat up with eyes wide. When she saw who it was who had hit her, she became instantly furious. "No! Heinz! What are you doing!"
Heinz held a new gun in his hand and shot it at her. She was hit and was instantly shot back in to the wall, knocking the breath right out of her.
She gasped in shock and sat up. Doof stood up proudly and rushed over to Perry, who was still frozen to the ground, eyes held on Bathilda. Doof gently grabbed Perry's shoulder and pulled him back so he stood back behind him. He was still unmoving and shook quietly, not making a sound.
Doof held up the gun at her, keeping his black eyes on her, not saying anything either. "Don't even think about moving," he said to her. "Now tell us what you plan to do."
She looks up, "I told you, I'm taking over the Tri-State Area." Her eyes were cold and hard as she looked at Perry, who still seemed to be unable to move. She narrowed them and glared darkly, "But, I think I'll start, with his home."
Bathilda held up the remote, and pressed the button.
Perry's reaction was instant. He jumped at her with the intent to tackle her but she bat him aside easily as if he were nothing. He fell down to the side and sat up, shaking his head quickly back and forth. Doof ran over, crushed the remote with his foot and hit his mom with his fist. She knocked out and before she fell asleep she gave a cruel and victorious laugh. "You're too late."
Snapped in to action Perry clicked handcuffs on one of her wrists and the other to a looped handle on the door. He looked to Doof and they met eyes. Both were huge and panicked. There was a soft chatter at the back of his throat, and Doof nodded.
"We'll go save them Perry the Platypus," Doof murmured to him. His eyes were huge as well, and he fished for his own remote in his pocket, throwing the other at Perry, who caught it and continued to stare up at him with his eyes wide in fear and an urgency that Doof would probably never be able to comprehend.
"Aha!" Doof cried out triumphantly. He held out a remote and pointed it towards his apartment, where his small hover vehicle flew down to him, crashing in the window and landing a few feet in front of Doof. He came over to it and pulled out a hand for Perry. "Come on Perry we have to go, now."
Perry jumped up with him, taking Doof's hand as he did so. He felt himself smile gently when he realized it was the first time Doof had called him by name without 'theHe looked at Doof questioningly as they flew back out the window and started going as fast as they could. Perry looked nervous as he pointed out the direction of where a new and much more urgent smoke was rising. Doof said quickly, "It's okay Perry the Platypus I know. I know where you live."
His eyes widened when he heard this and Perry looked over at Doof. Doof looked down at him guiltily as he drove, admitting, "I was the one who found your collar actually. I opened it, and I, found out about your, secret identity."
Perry looked away from him and faced straight ahead. Doof looked down at him and drove on. "Phineas and Ferb. That's the name of the boys, right?"
The platypus looked down and nodded faintly, confirming what Doof said. He didn't even want to try hiding it anymore. It didn't matter. He didn't care who found out and who didn't. He was so tired of keeping secrets from people that he cared about.
They didn't say anything after that.
They flew on quickly and soon they got to the house that was on fire. To Perry's complete horror it was his home. Lawrence and Mrs. Fletcher were in the front yard, her hand over her mouth and Lawrence's hands over her shoulders in reassurance. There were tears streaking down her face and Candace was standing not far from them with her mouth dropped open and her eyes huge. Perry stared up at the collosal flamed house and he took one step forward, then another. Phineas. Phineas and Ferb were in there. He had to go. He had to save them.
"Perry!" A hand wrapped around his wrist. Perry stopped and pivoted where he stood. He looked up at Doof. And those deep brown eyes met the now sad aquamarine ones. Perry looked up at Doof as he said, "Perry, don't go in there, please. You can't. You-You could die."
Perry looked up at his nemesis, turning his head to look at the building, then back at Doof. He swallowed and reached up a hand to wrap in Doof's shirt and pull him down so their faces were close. Then he met the eyes of the evil scientist again, and Doof's eyes widened as he heard Perry whisper, "I'm sorry."
At the shock of Perry speaking Doof's grip slackened instantly and Perry took a step back, watching Doofenshmirtz's shocked expression for one moment before running in to the burning building.
WAAAAHHHH so sorry it took so long! in my time its only like 11:45 so its not necessarily late or anything. Sorry this one was so short-ish. I don't know how long the next one will be. Or next one(s). sad to say we're approaching the end of the story soon. :(