"Come on Perry, Dad says that he and Norm need help with their 'contribution' to their party, whatever that means," Vanessa said to Perry.

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"Yes Perry, I know it doesn't sound safe, but come on, we'll dress you up shortly after, and my dad actually makes some good lemonade, it can't be that bad," she goaded. Sighing in disbelief, Perry put on his agent's hat and activated the platypus scooter. He shifted aside for Vanessa and soon they were off to Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc.

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"Come on Norm, I don't think it's that big, nor that it's that overblown," a gangly middle-aged man said to his robot assistance.

"Last time you said that, you jumped out of a plane and forgot to pull your cord," Norm replied cheekily.

"That was then, and this was now, come on Norm, since when have my ideas actually gone awry?"

"Didn't you get turned inside out by your own inator? Or how about the time that you got devolved into a single celled organism? Or why not the time that you got trapped in space because you hit the moon and got hit by Vanessa's boyfriend's project when-"

"Alright that's enough, and keep the plot-lines from intersecting that far back, we only just now found out about their projects, oh hey Vanessa, hey Perry," he diverted.

"Hey Dad, so, what's this thing that needs some help?" Dr. Doofenshmirtz smiled eagerly and threw off a tarp. "Umm, Dad, remember, you're not trapping Perry anymore," Vanessa snarked as she tried to remove the tarp from their heads.

"Hmm, oh sorry, but behold! The nector sip-inator!"

"That just sounds like you're trying to put the bees out of business," Vanessa replied.

"Well, that's the thing. Here we have a giant cup that can be filled with any kind of liquid, it's insulated so it stays cooled to perfection, and here we have little spigots that allow the partygoers to have said drinks. I'm testing it out at your boyfriend's little party before I market it to the ENTIRE TRI-STATE AREA!"

Perry and Vanessa looked at each other. "Nice dad, but aren't the days of getting through the tri-state area over now?"

"Old habits die hard, what can I say?"

"Mhm, and how do you expect us to take these things down? We came on the scooter," Vanessa asked.

"Well, I just need to know the location of the party and then I can use the go home inator on it, then I'll fire the duplic-8-inator at it and then we'll be set," the doctor eagerly replied.

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"Glad to see you like it, now come on, we have some work to do, pass me that rutebaga," Dofofenshmirtz commanded.

Hey guys, Hopps here, so, yeah, I wanted a chapter that'll get Doofenshmirtz to the party because his daughter is dating the Flynn-Fletcher's son and yeah, mainly filler, but Linda did say she invited everyone, regardless, I hope you like it
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