Author's Note
Thank you zapdosmaster for your reply! 'Cheer Up Candace' sounds like an episode I'll have to look forward to then! You are right,
the writers for Phineas and Ferb and comedy geniuses!
Once he was sure he was safe, he slipped his fedora back on. He had to find out about those video footages. Monogram will show him the video, right? He needs to see him though because Monogram can't speak platypus and he won't see if he writes anything down.
Perry thought for a second. The television. That's it! That's how he'll communicate with Monogram! He just has to make sure no one is using it first.
"Whatcha doin'?" Isabella asked, coming in through the fence.
"Hi, Isabella!" Phineas greeted. "Ferb and I are just making detective costumes for our...did we decide on what to make yet, Ferb?"
Ferb held up two papers and shook his head in response. "For our whatever it is we're doing," Phineas finished.
"You're going to be detectives?" Isabella asked.
"Yep!"
"Can I help?"
"Sure! First, we need to decide on a plan though. And this sewing needs to go much faster!" Ferb held up a blueprint for an automatic clothes machine. "Why didn't you show me that earlier?" Ferb replied with a shrug.
"I can help you build that," Isabella suggested, pointing at the blueprint.
"That'll work great! Thanks!"
"No problem! My girls need our badges in quick clothes making anyway!"
Perry entered the living room and checked for any sign of a person. No one. He's safe. The problem remains that Candace might com back for the tv, however. When she's not shopping or waiting for Jeremy, she's either watching television, talking to Stacey, or both.
Perry turned on the televisoin and changed the channel. He clicked to get Monogram's attention. Monogram came on screen a few seconds later. "What is it, Agent P?" he whispered.
Perry pulled out his notebook and wrote 'I need to see that footage you have.'
"Ah, yes the footage. One moment." Monogram walked away. Perry tapped his foot while keeping an eye out for any of his family. Shortly later, Monogram returned. "I've sent you the footage through a casete tape. I couldn't transfer it to a disk because that would've ruined the quility of the tape and my new gloves." He held up his hands to reveal leather brown gloves. "Too much?" No reply.
A cassete tape ejected from the casete player that Lawrence has for his movies. "Take good care of that tape, Agent P. Make sure it doesn't get into the wrong hands, especially your framer's. Monogram out!" He saluted Perry before the static came on the screen.
"Have you guys seen my shoe?" Candace yelled from the kitchen.
"It should be by the tv!" Phineas returned.
Perry quickly shoved the casete into his hat, turned off the tv, and returned to the floor. "Perry, have you seen my shoe?" Candace asked. Perry clicked. Candace looked where Perry is facing. "Oh! There it is! Thanks!" She pat Perry on the head and then hesitated. "Don't tell Phineas I did that." She left the room.
Perry put his hat back on, leaving the casete inside. His walkie talkie suddenly came to life, startling the platypus. "Agent P. Can you hear me?" Monogram's voice came from the walkie talkie.
Perry grabbed it, held down the button, and clicked. "Good. Agent P. There have been reports that Dr. Doofenshmirtz has bought two hundred of the same movie ticket. I want you to find out about this. Maybe it's somehow tied in with your case. One second. Carl." Perry waited as Monogram stayed silent for a few minutes. "Okay, he's out now. I know you're kind of busy, Agent P, but perhaps this is tied in with your case too. I'd like you to investigate." Perry clicked a response. "Take care, Agent P."
Perry put his walkie talkie into his hat and walked onto the front lawn. He pushed a button on a small controller and a chunk of the floor opened up. A platform rose with a jetpack place neatly on top. Perry hoisted the jetpack onto his back, pushed the platform down, pushed the button to close the floor, and took off to Doofenshmirtz's lair.
He landed on the roof of his building, hearing the classic 'Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated' as usual. He removed the jetpack and jumped through an open window. He landed behind Doofenshmirtz. Doofenshmirtz didn't notice him standing behind him.
"Where did it go?" Doofenshmirtz muttered to himself. "I just bought it." Perry clicked to get Doofenshmirtz's attention. In doing so, he startled Doofenshmirtz, making him hit his head on the table and knocking a few papers and pencils off of it. Doofenshmirtz quickly turned around.
"Ah, Perry the Platypus! Didn't expect to see you here!"
Perry clicked. "You know, I still don't know what you're saying, Perry the Platyupus." He pulled out a button from his pocket. "You get in my trap anyway!" He pushed the button and a collection of soft blankets fell from the roof. "Oh, wait. I think that was the wrong button. Hold up a second, Perry the Platypus." Doofenshmirtz pushed papers around on the table nearby. "I can't find anything today!" He shuffled around for a little longer until he gave up. "You know what, that's not important. What is important is that I can't find my movie ticket!"
Perry clicked. "Or my other movie ticket. Or my other movie ticket. Or my other one hunder nintey seven movie tickets."
Perry stared at him. "Don't look at me like that! I've never been to a movie on my own! In fact, I've never been to a movie theater! My father wanted me to be a garden gnome, you know that story, yada yada, and because of it, I never went to the theaters. Once I tried and the tickets sold out. So I tried again. Sold out. The next time, I camped out in front of the ticket stand to get a ticket and somehow, they were sold out! So I thought, I can buy myself a ticket online! I did...until I lost it." Doofenshmirtz's excitement went away. "So I bought another. I lost that one too. So I bought one hundred ninety eight of them so I wouldn't loose them, and so everyone else can't go to the theaters, but I lost all of those too! What am I going to do?"
Perry clicked. "Maybe I should just give up on going to the theaters," Doofenshmirtz said to himself. Perry pulled out the casete tape and handed it to Doofenshmirtz. "What's this? A movie?!" Doofenshmirtz's face lit up with excitement. Perry clicked.
"I'll go make some popcorn and put it in!" He grabbed the casete tape and ran into the kitchen. A minute later, he returned with a bowl full of popcorn. He put the casete tape into his casete player, pulled up a beanbag chair for Perry to sit on, and put the bowl of popcorn between the two of them.
He turned the television on and happily sat down on his chair. "I wonder what kind of movie it is!" Once the screen turned on, there was a click, static and then some words on the screen that read, 'File Lost.'
"'File Lost?' That's not a movie!" Doofenshmirtz cried, pointing at the screen with popcorn in his mouth. Perry ran up to the screen, pulled the casete tape out, blew on it, rewinded it, and then put it back in. Again, click, static, 'File Lost.' Perry clicked.
"Perry the Platypus? What's wrong?"
Perry mimed how he was framed, recieved the tape from Monogram, came to Doofenshmirtz to stop his plan, and how the casete tape didn't work. "Wait. Are you saying that you got a call from your mother saying that you had to take a picture of a bald turkey in order to come to the family reunion, but you had to stop my evil plan but decided to watch this movie instead of listening to your mother?"
Perry face palmed himself and write on a paper everything he just mimed. "Oh! I get it!" Doofenshmirtz hesitated. "Wait, you could write this whole time?"