"You're right, Isabella! This doesn't make any sense at all!" Phineas said and the girl was relieved that he finally understood what she was trying to say, as he looked at the post-it note she showed him with the odd message. "…Who would teach a dog how to draw a smiley face?"

Isabella's face fell and Ferb face-palmed at this. That wasn't what was so strange about the note that was left. It was the fact that a dog couldn't be able to write a note at all! A logical one at that! "Phineas…" She said gently "I don't think you're getting the big picture here."

"I'm not?"

"No!" She glared "I'm not worried about the fact that there was a smiley face on the note!"

"You're not?"

"I'm worried because my clothes were stolen and Pinky is nowhere to be found either. Pinky's name was on that note Phineas!"

"So you think whoever took your clothes, took Pinky too?"

"Yes!" She exclaimed, exasperated "That's exactly what I think!"

Phineas was just confused "But what about the smiley face?"

"Forget about the stinking smiley face! My clothes were stolen and they took my dog along with them! And they might have Perry too…"

The young inventor got realization when that was said, his eyes widening. "What? We have to find them!"

"I know." She nodded "This person won't get away with taking our pets as long as I'm around and I'm not going down without a fight! Who's with me?!"

"I am!" Phineas said determinedly and his step-brother gave a full-hearted thumbs up.

"Great!" She smiled "But there's only one problem…"

Phineas nodded for her to go on and she did, frowning as she spoke.

"Where do we start? We don't have any leads! We don't even know where Pinky and Perry are!" Isabella admitted. "They've been gone for days. They could be anywhere by now…"

"Not anywhere…" Phineas said, and Ferb and Isabella turned to see the red head typing seriously into the computer.

The two walked to the printer as a paper was printed out. Ferb pulled it out and looked it over, handing it to Isabella so she could do the same.

"The airport?" She asked Phineas as he packed three different colored backpacks quickly. "Why're we going to the airport?"

Phineas didn't look up from packing, but answered her as he slung the orange strap of his pack over his shoulder, tossing her a purple one and Ferb a blue one. "That's the last signal that Perry's locket picked up." He said as he opened the door to walk out.

"What about Pinky's locket? Where was his signal?" She asked hopefully, almost too fast.

"There isn't one." The red head said solemnly "Pinky's signal was voided…"

The scientists trudged through the snow, all wearing both bored and tired expressions on their faces. Others wore annoyed looks, glaring ahead at the black haired female scientist as she kept ranting.

Dr. Bloodpudding- haven safely returned back to camp with the help of his nemesis- and another scientist carried an unconscious Dr. Diminutive by his arms, dragging him along the slick ice. They didn't really care about how they were carrying him, I mean he was unconscious for pity's sake! He wouldn't be able to feel himself being dragged on the ice! With this logic, they pulled him forward, their eyes narrowed in annoyance as the female scientist kept on complaining.

"Why have we stopped working?!" She cried "Those animals will kill us all if they find out we have stopped! So we have lost a member? It does not matter! We must do whatever we can to survive now! There is no hope!"

Another male scientist was about to open his mouth to say something to her, but their 'Big boss man' was now directly in front of them, erupting like a volcano about to- well… -erupt and order his animals to take them all out. Yeah. Isn't that the best metaphor you ever heard?

"Why have you stopped working?!" Monogram yelled at them. "I didn't order a halt on construction! AGENTS! Restore order at once!" He had gone mad with powers, the animals had that much figured out and more. They just didn't know how to get through to their boss, now, as they cast glances between one another, looking completely unsure and lost. "I said restore order this instant!" He repeated and they flinched at the tone, none knowing what to do.

Terry sighed glumly. He had gotten himself and his nemesis back to the rest of the group safely, but Pinky was still missing and so was Agent P, and Peter but he wasn't too worried about that one. Perry was smart and could take care of himself and Doofenshmirtz who was also missing, and he was pretty sure Peter was alright somewhere. They could take care of themselves well…but then there was Pinky who he was inwardly panicking about, and that was most of his worries. The other worry was of the major and what had become of the man's moods and motives. For once in their lives, they didn't know whether following orders was a good thing or not. The agents needed help, almost as much as they needed to find Carl and bring the kid back, if not for the intern's own safety, then for the major's, the scientists, and their own.

...

Doofenshmirtz groaned as he tried to force the teal fabric from around him. Who knew it'd be so hard to get out of a blanket? Ugh! He hoped Perry the Platypus never had kids! So they won't all gang up on him, and also because that platypus had serious 'tucking in' issues. Seriously, he felt like he was in a choke hold!

The moment he saw his nemesis fall out of the cave they were in, he forced himself up against the wall, and pushed himself up to stand on his own. Now he was just trying to get out of his trap. It wasn't really meant to be or intentionally a trap. He was just in such a rush to help that he ended up tying himself up in the material.

"Perry the Platypus!" He called in his struggle, yanking on the wraps of blanket. He was getting there, but it really would be some time before he was fully able to free himself. "H-Hang on Perry the Platypus, I got it, I-…" The scientist closed his mouth, slowly turning to the sound that cut him off dead in his tracks.

Two, fierce, soulless, evil eyes stared back at him. A low growl was directed at him as the wolf slowly neared him. Doofenshmirtz silently stepped back, being unwrapped just enough to be able to do so. He froze, the more serious growling telling him not to move so much as a centimeter or else he was a goner. He put his hands up, earning another threatening growl as he calmly stepped out of the last of the wrapped blanket, now completely free.

Another wolf stepped into the cave, carrying Perry by its teeth from the back of the mammal's neck. The two nemesis' eyes locked, the scientist frantic eyes seeking questions or guidance or some kind of reassurance of what the heck was going on. The platypus shrugged his shoulders, he was hoping that the man knew himself what was happening.

Dr. Doofenshmirtz blue eyes gazed off to the first wolf and his brow furrowed, his eyes getting dark with evil thoughts. His nemesis chattered a warning, for him not to do anything stupid. The scientist smirked, ignoring the agent as he reached down to pick up the container of soup. The wolves snarled at his movements. The man just opened the slid, swishing the contents around a bit before throwing it forward.

The wild dogs howled as they were burned by the hot liquid. The male lunged forward, and Doofenshmirtz started running further into the cave, the wolf right behind him as they both disappeared down the dim tunnel.

Perry struggled to help and the wolf holding him by the back of his neck tossed him with its mouth. He flew back, hitting his head hard against one of the cave walls. The wolf ran down the tunnel, it too running and growling after his nemesis. He stared ahead, his vision shaky as he lied his head back against the stone wall, closing his eyes and losing consciousness.

...

Pinky kicked and fought, squirming in the wolf's hold. Oh, this would be much more comfortable if he still had his collar! He flailed and growled, the other wolves rolled their eyes and kept walking. The wolf that held him by the back of the neck with its teeth mumbled something incoherent, growling threateningly.

"You can't do this! I have rights!" The Chihuahua shouted, still kicking.

The pack of wolves just laughed. One of the males snarled at the flailing dog "Muteness, you insignificant pint-sized snack! Soon you shall be deceased in the earth for your dastardly behaviors!"

Pinky ceased his flailing, tilting his head to the side in confusion. He didn't know about anyone else, but he didn't understand a word of what was just said, and he was pretty sure it was directed at him. "Uh…what?"

The same wolf responded back to him, still snarling. "Attend when I am discoursing!"

The chihuahua was still confused beyond belief as they traveled further up the hill. He heard a female wolf sigh somewhere in the pack. They went up further until a small cave started to be within sight. He stared as they entered the cave,it had a damp chill and the ceiling was leaking.

"Well…, well…,well…Pinky! What a pleasant surprise…" Dennis clapped slowly, emerging from the shadows with a smirk.

"Dennis!" Pinky snarled, starting to kick and throw his fists mid-air. "I should have known you were behind all of this! Oh…if I were free right now, I would-"

"Be dead." The rabbit finished. "These wolves have specific orders, to destroy anyone in the way of the plan! You're lucky you're not dead yet! The big boss man wanted you alive for some reason."

"Well if you just want me alive so that I'd join you then you may as well order them to kill me now! I'll never join you Dennis! Never!"

"Why would I want your help with anything? If I were in charge then you would have been eaten on the spot! Sadly, and most infuriatingly, I am not in charge of this whole operation."

"If you're not in charge then who is?" Pinky asked.

Dennis looked happy to answer, but frowned instead, looking past them to the entrance of the cave. He rolled his eyes as one of the accomplices strolled in. "Where were you Peter? The big boss man was mad that you left. It's not easy to cover with that guy! Are you trying to get us both munched? You dope!"

The panda walked further into the cave, sighing and stopping in front of the rabbit. He looked bothered, and stressed. "I went for a walk to find myself in nature."

"So what'd you find? Enlighten us, you freaking hippie!" The snow-white rabbit was annoyed to hell with the black and white, yin and yang, peace-seeking, panda.

"I found Doofenshmirtz being cornered by wolves."

"Oooh! Now THAT'S something that I can get interested with! What happened?!" Dennis hopped up and down in excitement, absolutely thrilled to hear the details of a man being mauled and eaten by carnivorous dogs. How anyone could find that fun is beyond anyone, including Peter, but he was an accomplice now, and whether he liked it or not, that meant he was a traitor and he was evil. He had to embrace it! …But for some reason he had a problem with so much as showing that he was capable of it…

Peter blinked "I didn't save him, I didn't even give a second glance. I just kept walking. I walked and didn't look back."

"You aren't SUPPOSED to look back! Pete, you are EVIL! E-V-I-L! You don't SAVE the good guys from being destroyed by wolves, you are the one that PUSHES THEM INTO THE PIT. Got it?"

The panda nodded solemnly.

"Good!" Dennis shoved him to walk onward with force that made Peter stumble a bit before walking out of sight. "Go call our leader!" He ordered, pausing and thinking of something else, calling to the panda "And the next time someone is getting killed and I'm not there, you BETTER have a story to tell! I get bored easily and I haven't gotten much action lately…" The rabbit sighed, frowning before smiling at the struggling chihuahua, walking up to it and scratching teasingly under its chin "But if the boss man starts cutting off hostages, then maybe Pinky and I can have some fun…"

One of the wolves from earlier- the one that talks like he is speaking out of a dictionary –spoke up again, looking irritated at the rabbit. "Halt vexing that pitiable uninformed."

Dennis narrowed his eyes "Dude, why do you talk like that?"

"Mind your particular corporate, tidbit."

The rabbit shook his head in annoyance, turning to see his new leader walk into the main part of the cave. He made an approving noise through his mouth, it sounded like a joyful sigh.

Pinky watched the tall shadow enter the room, his large hand ran over the rabbits head, petting it. The shadow got closer and closer to him, before it disappeared altogether, the trick of light fading as a new, smaller, weaker, shape took its form.

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