Desirae: O.O Whoa.
Olivia: Whose the sucky writer now, Des? ;)
Desirae: Still you.
Olivia: But the reviews-
Desirae: Just thank the patronizing people and do the disclaimer already.
Olivia: Thank you thewolfstar, Courtney, Ru Tsuna, PhoenixWormwood137, NattyMc, jakeroo123, LucyRockyMickaylaMo, and Radar180 for the reviews! I loved them all so much! Also, I do not own Phineas and Ferb.
Desirae: On with the story.
"Hey, Phineas!" Isabella chirped as she stepped into the boys' backyard, "Whatcha doin'?" Phineas looked up from the oversized, double eyepiece lens microscope to smile at his friend while Ferb continued to stare at whatever was under observation while simultaneously typing on his laptop.
"Oh, hi Isabella. Ferb and I were just making microsopic version of the Milky Way galaxy." Isabella smiled and her heart fluttered in her chest as it always did when the eccentric, yet oblivious, red head spoke to her. She could stare at him all day. But really, who just stares at people for hours on end? It's kind of creepy. Besides, this new project had her curious.
"How's it going so far?" she asked, leaning in to catch a peek, only to see nothing but a tiny cluster of dull sparkles. Phineas sighed, "Not too well. We can't seem to get the right number of stars. We're either a few million over or under the amount we need. Ferb's just recalibrating the issues now. It shouldn't take any more than thirty seconds."
As soon as he said this, there was an explosion of light from behind them and the two turned to see a dazed looking Ferb and a now brightly shining, perfect scale model of their galaxy. Ferb blinked, trying to see through the white spots brought on by the sudden light, but to no avail.
He couldn't see a thing, which is why it came as a little bit more than a shock to him when he felt someone's hand on his shoulder. With a gasp he jumped and bumped his head against the microscope. Phineas fought back a snicker at his brother's disorientation.
"Oops, sorry Ferb. I didn't mean to startle you. Are you okay?" Ferb blinked a few more times before speaking for the first time that day, "I think I got the right algorithm." This would have been a satisfactory answer if he hadn't said it to the spot two feet from Phineas.
"Maybe you should just sit under the tree until your vision comes back, okay?" Ferb nodded and started walking toward the shade of the tree, only to walk straight into it moments later. Phineas peered through the eyepiece Ferb had been using and was immediately impressed.
"WHOA! You really outdid yourself this time, Ferb. Isabella, check this out!" Isabella walked right over and looked in through the side Phineas had been using originally. What she saw amazed her. The tiny stars glittered and sparkled like diamonds. It was so beautiful.
"Wow, this is really pretty! What are you going to do with it now?" Phineas paused a moment, "Huh. You know, we didn't think to much about that. Our projects usually disappear once we're done with them. Hey, if this one doesn't vanish, do you want it?" Isabella lit up with glee.
"You want to give me the galaxy?" Phineas shrugged, "Sure, why not? You like it, I have no use for it and Ferb was practically blinded by it so he won't want it either." Ferb gave a thumbs-up, in the right direction this time, though his vision was still a little blurred. Isabella smiled more.
"So, you're not just giving me the world or lassoing the moon, you're giving me the entire galaxy?" Phineas nodded, "Yea. And that's a great idea! Hey, Ferb! I know what we're gonna do tomorrow! We'll need a lot of rope though. Oh, I almost forgot."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out two small, hallow glass half-spheres and locked them together around the glittering mass, "Here, this way you can carry it in your hands. If you attach a chain, it could be a necklace." Isabella took the galaxy and held it close to her heart.
"Oh Phineas…"
"Hey, wait a minute," Phineas looked around, distracted, "Where's Perry?"
OOOOOOO
Perry snuck around the house and, when he was sure no one was looking, focused his eyes and leapt onto two feet, putting on his fedora in the process. He opened a secret door in the side of the house and stepped into the elevator. Within seconds, he was in his lair facing a large screen, which contained the image of Major Monogram.
"Ah, Agent P. I'll get straight to the point. Doofenshmirtz has been spotted drinking coffee at a local cafe. Normally, this wouldn't be a big deal. After all, who doesn't enjoy a nice warm beverage every now and then? But he's been there all day and he's been staring at random passers by. It's getting weird. Seriously, who just stares at people for hours on end? It's kind of creepy. So get to it, find out what he's up to and put a stop to it." Perry saluted and ran off to complete his mission.
After he left, Carl's voice emanated from somewhere off camera, "Sir, do I get any lines in this fiction?"
"Darn it, Carl, I already told you not to break the fourth wall!"
OOOOOOO
"You know it's weird," Phineas said, putting his hands on his hips, "Perry disappears every day, and yet no one knows where he goes." Isabella nodded in agreement.
"What's weirder is that you guys haven't tried to figure it out." Phineas snapped his fingers and beamed, "Yea, we never bother to follow him to find out. You know, there's still time today. We finished with the galaxy earlier than expected. Why don't we track Perry to see where he runs off to during the day?" Isabella smiled enthusiastically.
"Yea, that sounds like fun! But how can we do that? He's already run off." Phineas crossed his arms across his chest and closed his eyes, "Don't worry, I have it all figured out." He opened his eyes and looked to his stepbrother, "Ferb, I know what else we're gonna do today."
"PHINEAS!"
The trio turned to see Candace storming toward them with determination set and evident in her eyes. Phineas smiled and waved at his older sister, "Hey, Candace! Is your date with Jeremy over already?"
"Actually, I just came back to get my roller skates. We're going for a skate around the- wait, don't try and distract me! What are you doing with that microscope?" The three children turned around to face the microscope before turning back, Phineas answering for the group.
"Oh that? We've already finished with that project. Now we're going to find out where Perry goes everyday." Candace snorted, "And how exactly are you going to do that? Never mind, I don't want to know, and I don't care. Jeremy and I are going to finish our date in the park, then we'll get engaged, get married, and have two kids, Xavier and Amanda. You will not mess this up for me. If you and your little scheme even come near the park, I'll get you busted so fast, your heads will spin right off your shoulders!"
"Candace," Phineas said, shaking his head, "we don't scheme. That has such a negative connotation." Isabella raised her index finger to make a point, "And you do realize that's a physiological impossibility, right?" Candace narrowed her eyes and leaned in towards them.
"Just leave me and Jeremy alone. The park is off limits, got it?" Phineas waved to Candace's now retreating form, smiling, "Sure thing, Candace! Say 'hi' to Jeremy for us! Okay, guys, let's get to it."
(One montage later)
"Well, that should do it." Phineas, Isabella, and Ferb stood around a small, blue device that was almost reminiscent of the old Game Boy systems. Isabella cocked her head to the side, "What does it do?" Phineas picked it up and handed it off to Ferb.
"It's a Platy-Tracker. All we do is insert some of Perry's DNA in the slot at the bottom, and it will tell us where he is in the city."
"Where are we going to get platypus DNA?" Phineas brought his fingers to his shirt and plucked off a teal platypus hair, "It's a good thing we got rid of those lint rollers, or else we'd be stuck for what to do next."
Ferb took the hair from Phineas and inserted it into the device. After a few seconds of loading, a map of Danville popped up on the screen with a tiny, moving blue dot that could only be their missing monotreme. Phineas grinned.
"Well guys, let's head out."
OOOOOOO
Dr. Doofenshmirtz had been at the Corner Café (located on the corner of the street appropriately enough) all day in search of someone who would be a suitable hostage. So far, it wasn't working out. No one seemed particularly innocent enough.
Anyone that did, was either in a large group, in a stroller, or seemed like they could take him in a fight, which was basically anyone who wasn't platypus sized. What could he say? He didn't have a lot of human to human combat experience. Even the people who were platypus sized seemed like too much of a challenge.
He drank his fifth decaf coffee that day. This was tiring work. Maybe he should have built some kind –inator to find the perfect candidate. Then again, he did like the biscuits they sold here. They were just so delicious! Suddenly, he felt someone tap his shoulder. He turned around and was suddenly face to face with none other than his nemesis.
"Perry the Platypus! What a surprise. And by surprise I mean… surprise. Wow, I'm saying surprise a lot right now. Surprise, surprise, surprise. Ugh, I feel like a broken record. Anyway, what are you doing here, Perry the Platypus?" Perry just blinked at him and pointed to the people he had been previously watching.
"Oh, I uh, don't know what you're talking about. I'm just people watching. People do that. La di da, just sitting here, drinking coffee, watching people. This is the life." He took another sip of his drink, but he was bursting to tell his nemesis his plans. It was what he did. Trap the platypus, tell him the evil plan, etc. The only reason he wasn't telling him was because Vanessa had said that he had to wait to tell the agent his plan for it to work. It made sense. If he told him the plan, he would get thwarted before he could even pick out a prime hostage. And she said she wasn't evil.
Perry crossed his arms and tapped his foot. He could tell the scientist was lying. He was talking way too much, even for him. After a few minutes of staring, Doofenshmirtz finally waved Perry away.
"You can go now, Perry the Platypus. No evil for today." Perry was still very skeptical, but he started walking off. He would let Doofenshmirtz think he was off the hook, but Perry would keep an eye on him just in case he tried to pull something. He made sure Doofenshmirtz saw him turn the corner, then backtracked and hid away behind a fire hydrant a few feet from Doof's table. Now to play the waiting game.
Desirae: Okay, I'll give you the last line just because it's funny.
Olivia: How so?
Desirae: You don't see the irony that Perry's playing the waiting game? That the readers will be doing the same thing? Hence, the last line applies to them too?
Olivia: Huh. Did not see that.
Desirae: ... You wrote it.
Olivia: Um... okay.
Desirae: *sigh* Just review so this person will be too busy to annoy me with her... Olivia-ness.
Olivia: Sorry, I really didn't notice!
Desirae: No, just, no.