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Life Goes On

Eventually, a few agents came by to take the unconscious Rodney into custody. Perry, Pinky, Baljeet, Buford and Doofenshmirtz headed back to where the battle had taken place. Scraps of metal, pieces of wiring littered the tiled floor and the corridor was clogged by the deactivated robots. It was a tight squeeze to get in and out, but the cleaning up would have to wait.

"Good work, Agent P!"

Baljeet and Buford stared at the white-moustached man that joined them. He wore a green uniform with the purple initials MM. "Are you their commanding officer?" the nerd asked as Perry and Pinky saluted the man.

"Ah, so you have found out. I suppose it was inevitable. I'm Major Monogram, the commanding officer of Agent P's division. A few of these agents belong to a different sector of O.W.C.A," the Major explained.

Buford groaned. "So many acronyms..."

"Organization Without a Cool Acronym," Heinz explained. "But to be honest, it's not as bad as L.O.V.E M.U.F.F.I.N."

"Yeah, you really didn't think that one through," Monogram agreed. "Anyway, I suppose I should thank you boys as well. If you hadn't escaped and freed my agents, you would have all been dead by the time Agent P showed up."

"It was nothing, really," Baljeet muttered. "What happened to the other guy that was here?"

"Most of the members of L.O.V.E M.U.F.F.I.N fled the building when the agents were freed-"

"I knew it." Heinz grinned triumphantly. "The wimps!"

Monogram rolled his eyes. "I sent a few of our bird agents out to see if they could hunt the scum down. When they're caught, we'll erase their memories so they'll forget about you, and that Heinz betrayed them."

Heinz let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, good. I mean, I can totally take them, but those guys can be really frightening sometimes." He paused. "Wait, are you gonna erase my memory too?"

Monogram paused and glanced at Perry. The man did go through all this trouble to save Baljeet and Buford, so it was doubtful he would target them in the future. And he was clueless, so there was a pretty good chance he wouldn't put two and two together if he ever came across Phineas and Ferb with Baljeet, Buford and Perry in his 'mindless pet' form. "No, but if you blow up my car on the way out, then you better hope Agent P doesn't catch you."

Heinz blanched and hastily backed away. "Er, you know, I think I ought to get going. I still have to think up an evil scheme for tomorrow. See you kids around, and I'll see you tomorrow, you semiaquatic pest."

Perry smirked and tilted his hat towards the doctor. Baljeet waved goodbye as the evil scientist squeezed past the still robots. "Goodbye! Thank you again for saving my life!"

Buford's stomach let out a growl and he rubbed it. "Geez! Can we go now? I'm starving, and I want a cheeseburger really badly."

"It is getting late, isn't it?" Baljeet mused. "My mother will be worried if I am not home soon. Wow, I cannot believe we got kidnapped by robots, freed a whole organization of animal agents and defeated the evil whacko behind it all in one day!"

"I bet that's something Phineas and Ferb couldn't even do," Buford cackled. Perry growled and the bully held up his hands. "I'm kidding! I'm kidding!"

"Speaking of Phineas and Ferb..." The Major cleared his throat and Perry's heart fell. "You see boys, the Flynn-Fletchers are Perry's host family. If anyone discovers his secret identity, he will need to be relocated." He paused and glanced at Pinky, who was trying very hard to fade into the background. "Sorry, Agent Pinky. You as well."

The two agents were devastated.

"How come?" Buford snapped. "What's so bad about us knowing?"

Monogram arched an eyebrow and Buford winced. "Okay, well, this was a total freak occurrence. The evil jerks didn't even know who we were!"

"But what if they eventually find out?" Monogram crossed his arms. "As trustworthy as you or your friends may be, there is still the possibility that one of you will make a mistake and the secret will get out."

"Oh come on!" Buford cried. "You can't tell me that no one in Danville has noticed a platypus with a fedora fighting a pharmacist on a daily basis!"

"As odd as this may seem, the general people of Danville can't tell that Agent P is Perry the Platypus. Only close friends of the Flynn-Fletcher family and the family themselves would be able to tell Agent P is really Perry the Platypus. Even Doofenshmirtz only recognizes Perry when he has his hat on."

"So we're not in any danger!" Buford pointed out. "All Perry has to do is act like a mindless ducky thing and the dude won't even clue in."

Before Monogram could respond, his watch started beeping. "What is it, Carl?"

The ginger on the small screen adjusted his glasses. "The evil scientists have been rounded up and I erased their memories. By the way, how did the Agent Ps take the news? I bet they're excited. And what about the boys? I-"

"You ruined it, Carl! I haven't told them yet," Monogram snapped. "Great job, Mr. Blabbermouth!"

A sudden force of familiarity struck Baljeet and he was irritated that he hadn't remembered sooner. "Wait a minute! Carl! As in, the Carl who helped us with the Anti-Gravity device? And you! You were his father!"

"What's going on?" Buford bellowed, having been sick the day Phineas and Ferb built their Fun Launcher.

"Nothing, nothing," Baljeet muttered, waving a hand dismissively and frowning at the Major suspiciously.

The elder smiled somewhat sheepishly at him before clearing his throat. "Well, I should relocate Agent P and Agent Pinky. But I won't."

The platypus and Chihuahua beamed happily. Baljeet let out a sigh of relief. He would have felt terribly guilty if Isabella, Phineas and Ferb lost their beloved pets, even though it wasn't really his fault the secret was exposed.

"I don't think I've ever seen as much bravery in a pair of eleven-year-olds as I did today." Well, today, and the whole Robot Riot incident-but one thing at a time. "You risked your lives to save a platypus you initially believed to be mindless, and then again to free the agents. Why?"

Baljeet blushed. "Well, we could not just leave them there!"

"Yeah, Isabella would have my head if I didn't do anything to help her beloved-ouch!" Baljeet had elbowed him sharply in the side. He made a mental note to make the dweeb pay for that one later and quickly added, "And we couldn't just leave them. It would be a hugely jerky thing to do...and I'm not that much of a jerk."

"And because of that, I owe you one. If it hadn't been for you my agents would be dead. So, to repay you, you can know of Perry and Pinky's secret and they won't have to be relocated."

"Really?" Baljeet squealed. "This is great! Wait until Phineas and Ferb-"

"Sorry, boys. But only you can know of O.W.C.A," Monogram interjected.

Baljeet faltered and glanced at the two agents. They were smiling, but there was something in their eyes...wistfulness.

As happy as they were everything worked out, they would love it more if their beloved owners knew of their secret before anyone else. And Baljeet didn't blame them.

It was Phineas, Ferb and Candace who raised Perry. It was Isabella who loved and adored Pinky. It wasn't fair that Perry and Pinky had to hide a big part of their life from the ones they loved most. It wasn't fair that Baljeet and Buford could know when Phineas, Ferb and Isabella couldn't.

"May I please have my memory erased as well?"

Major Monogram, Perry and Pinky stared at him in shock. Buford punched his shoulder. "Are you serious?" the bully snapped. "The dude is letting us remember all this and you're asking to forget?"

Baljeet crossed his arms determinedly. "Buford, Phineas and Ferb have encouraged me to do things I believed I could not do. Isabella has always been a great support. All four of you are my confidents. They are our best friends, Buford. If Phineas, Ferb and Isabella do not get to know what their pets do every day, then it is not fair that we get to."


"You can do what you want, Buford. I, however, am requesting that I get my memory erased."

Buford looked torn for a moment. As much as he wanted to remember, he knew there was truth to Baljeet's words. And besides, it wouldn't be any fun if he was the only one who remembered. "Fine, whatever. I guess I'll get my brain messed with too, but be careful! I got some important stuff in there."

Monogram stared at the two for a long moment. "Are you certain?"

"Absolutely," Baljeet and Buford said in unison.

"Alright then. Carl! Get the machine ready. There's been a change in plans," Monogram barked into his watch before motioning for the boys to follow him.

Baljeet felt a tug on his pant leg. Perry smiled gratefully up at him and Pinky tilted his hat. Baljeet saluted the two agents. "You are very welcome."

Carl hooked the two boys up to the machine and carefully monitored the process. If he took away too much, it would be a problem and the Major would kill him. The last thing they needed was another Lawrence Fletcher incident. "You know, sir, this is pretty decent of them."

"Keep your eye on the screen, Carl! And yes, yes it is. You know Agent P, I didn't think I would ever see anyone as loyal to Phineas and Ferb as you are. But they certainly have picked their friends right."

Perry smiled in agreement. You couldn't get any more loyal than risking your life to save your best friend's pet platypus from a couple of deadly robots.

"You know," the Major said thoughtfully. "I'm surprised they didn't ask why all our agents are animals."

They've seen weirder. When your friends with my boys, you eventually accept that anything is possible and not to question why or how.

"All done, sir!" Carl proclaimed, slipping the metal helmets off of the two sleeping boys.

"Excellent! Carl, help Agent P bring them back to the Flynn-Fletcher backyard. Who knows when they'll wake up?"


It was actually a few minutes later. Moaning, Baljeet pressed a hand to his pounding head and blearily glanced around. The sky was a dull orange, signalling it was nearly time for dinner. His phone trilled, startling Buford awake. "Hello?"

"Baljeet Tjinder! Where are you?" his mother demanded. "You know you're supposed to call when you leave the house!"

"Sorry, Mother. I-" He stared around Phineas and Ferb's backyard in confusion. How had he gotten there? "I was just on my way home. I will see you soon."

He slipped his cellphone back in his overall pocket and rubbed his eyes. "Buford, how did we get here?"

Buford shrugged. "I don't know. To be honest, the whole day was like a blur. I hardly remember anything after I barged into your house."

"Perhaps Perry was feeling homesick, so we brought him back and fell asleep under the tree." Baljeet gasped. "Oh! Perry!"

A familiar chattering sound calmed him. Perry waddled out from behind the tree and settled in between the two boys. "There you are, Perry. It is time to go home. Mother will not be happy if we stay out any longer. Would you like to stay for supper, Buford?"

"Yes! I'm starving! Let's go!" Buford lifted Baljeet and Perry off of the ground and ran with impressive speed towards Baljeet's house.


A week passed and the Flynn-Fletcher family returned. Candace's vacation was not as relaxing as she had expected, but then, she should have realized Phineas and Ferb wouldn't limit their Big Ideas to America. Although, she would admit that the giant croissant had been impressive. Too bad it mysteriously disintegrated before her parents could see it.

Baljeet and Buford were waiting for the family at eight o'clock the day they were due to be back. The burgundy car pulled into the driveway and the two brothers immediately hopped out, sprinting across the wet morning grass and tackling their platypus into a hug. "Hey, buddy! We missed you!"

Candace slouched from the car, dragging her suitcases behind her. She paused long enough to scratch Perry on the head before using her key to unlock the door and trudging inside to call Stacy on the landline and text Jeremy with her cell.

"Here you are, Baljeet. You've done a wonderful job looking after Perry, but I expected nothing less," Lawrence said cheerfully as he started to go for his wallet.

Baljeet quickly shook his head. "That is very kind of you, but I enjoyed watching Perry. No payment is necessary."

"Would you accept a slice of French Apple Pie?" Linda asked, carrying a stack of white frozen French pastry boxes to the house.

Baljeet's eyes widened. "Yes, please."

"...me too, please?" Buford asked hopefully.

Linda laughed. "Of course, Buford. Lawrence, could you give me a hand?"

"Sure thing, darling!" Lawrence took a portion of her load and they went into the house to start baking.

"So, how was your vacation?" Baljeet asked. He was glad to see the stepbrothers. It had been rather boring around Danville without them.

"It was great!" Phineas exclaimed, setting Perry down beside them. "We built a giant croissant, climbed the Eiffel Tower, and made a life-size sculpture of the Mona Lisa and Ferb painted a masterpiece for the Louvre!"

"We had a scrapbook made so you can see as well," Ferb added, pulling out a leather-bound scrapbook and flipping through the pages.

"Glad you dorks had fun," Buford muttered. "The only thing we did that came close to exciting was when we tried to give Perry a bath."

"That's always fun," Phineas agreed, missing Buford's sarcasm completely. "But it wasn't the same without you guys or Isabella. When does she get back from the camping trip?"

"Soon, I think. She said-oh look! There she is."

Isabella's mom's car pulled up to the curb. Isabella climbed out and raced for her best friends, a delighted grin on her face. The group hug lasted for as long as Buford was comfortable before pulling away. "How many patches did you get this time?" he asked.

The girl beamed. "I added ten new patches to my sash this week! It was great! How was your trip to Paris, guys?"

"We got a whole scrapbook of projects we want to show you guys," Phineas said eagerly.

"We had a normal week," Baljeet informed her. "But it was interesting to have a platypus for a pet for a while."

"He's great, isn't he?" Phineas smiled fondly at the teal semiaquatic mammal by their feet. "Thanks for taking such good care of him, Baljeet. Come on, we got lots to show you!"

The group sprinted into the backward with Perry on their heels. Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro arrived a few minutes later with Pinky and joined Linda in the kitchen. The kids laughed over the stories Phineas and Ferb told and soon the noise annoyed Candace enough for her to stick her head out the window.

"I'm trying to have a conversation, here! Do you know-?"

The rant was cut off when a blinding flash of green light illuminated the yard. The group was so distracted they did not notice that Perry and Pinky were currently gob-smacked. The light disappeared and the kids blinked at each other in confusion. "Okay...that was weird. What-"

Phineas froze, dark blue eyes growing wide as an onslaught of previously forgotten memories overtook him.

"Behold, the mind blowing first images from beyond our dimensional reality!"

"So you've discovered your pet is a secret agent-I don't want your pamphlet!"

"You're a secret agent!"

"Is that me? I look good."

"Perry! W-We came to rescue you. So far it isn't going as well as we hoped."

"Wow, if I had a nickel for every time I was doomed by a puppet, I'd have two nickels, which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice, right?"

"You know, all that's going to happen from you guys coming up here is that I'm going to have a brand new Platyborg. And maybe even a Boyborg!"

"Mom, you can say it all you want! There's nothing there! Woo-hoo! I did it, I saved the world! You can go back to your movie now."

"So none of us will remember any of today?"


"Hit it Carl!"

"Wait, wait, wait!"

It seemed that everyone had similar flashbacks, for everyone was gaping at the platypus and Chihuahua in disbelief. Buford and Baljeet, who had also recalled their previous robot adventure, were also a bit stunned. "Gee, you think you know a platypus..."

Candace gaped down at them. "Hey! Did-did anyone else-?"

"Robot Riot, second dimension, your second dimension self kicking butt?" Phineas finished. "Yeah, we remembered."

Pinky and Perry slowly got to their hind legs and stared at the kids uncertainly. Did Major Monogram really just give them back their memories?

Candace put the phone back to her ear. "Robot Riot, two dimensions, kicking butt in treehouse robots."

"Candace, what the heck are you talking about?" Stacy exclaimed.

The redhead hung up abruptly, knowing she would have to deal with Stacy later. She sent of a text of what she had said to Stacy to Jeremy and got a bunch of question marks in return. She leaned back out the window to see Phineas and Ferb cradling Perry and Isabella stroking Pinky. Phineas and Isabella both had slightly red faces. "I don't know what the heck just happened, but whatever it is Stacy and Jeremy don't remember a thing."

"It must just be us then. That's fine with me." Phineas grinned at Perry. "This is great!"

Perry chattered in agreement, still a bit astounded. Phineas glanced up at the window. Candace was still staring at them. "You wanna join the Flynn-Fletcher family hug?"

"...is he gonna bite me?" She hadn't forgotten all the times she kicked him out of her room and called him a little meat brick.

The look the platypus gave her said, if I haven't bitten you yet, what makes you think I'm going to start now?

"Just wondering." Candace bolted out of her room, down the stairs and outside. She wrapped her arms around her two brothers and their platypus, who gently nipped at her hand teasingly.

"We've got one heck of a story to tell you dweebs!" Buford exclaimed. "It involves that Doof guy!"

Phineas was intrigued. "Really? Cool! I wonder how Dr. D is doing..." He paused and glanced at Isabella, who smiled awkwardly back.

"Um...Phineas...about...you know," she muttered in embarrassment.

Phineas leaned towards her and pecked her on the cheek. "Does that answer your question?" he asked with a soft smile.

Isabella squealed and latched onto her long-time crush. Buford stared at the sky. "Gag me..."

"Just think of how much fun we'll have with two Agent Ps!" Phineas exclaimed loudly.


Everyone jumped as the tree hatch slid open and Carl stumbled out. "Can you please keep it down? Major Monogram is gonna kill me if he ever finds out what I did..."

"You gave us back our memories?" Phineas asked in delight. "Thanks, man!"

"You're welcome, but I really want to emphasize how important it is that you don't let anyone know about O.W.C.A or the fact that you're the owners of our two best agents. Please, please keep it a secret!" Carl begged. "And part of that means no following Pinky to his nemesis-" He glanced pointedly at Isabella. "-and no going off to visit Doofenshmirtz when you feel like it!"

"Ah." Phineas pouted. "He was actually a pretty nice guy."

"He still is a nice guy." Baljeet shook his head in amusement, wondering how someone could be so awful at being evil.

Perry chattered suspiciously. Carl shrunk back from the accusing glare. "Okay...I messed up. I accidently gave Doofenshmirtz his memories back as well."

The platypus wasn't sure if he wanted to punch Carl for making a stupid mistake or hug him for allowing him to be himself around the people who cared about him the most.

"But I already talked to him! He said it would be no fun fighting another nemesis if you got relocated, so he promised not to mention Phineas and Ferb or go anywhere near them," Carl said quickly.

Perry frowned. A promise from the evil doctor wasn't a great one, but he would have to hope Heinz would keep his word this time.

"Thanks a lot, Carl!" Phineas smiled at the intern. "We won't get you in trouble, we promise."


Carl headed back to O.W.C.A, his stomach bubbling with nerves. He couldn't believe he had given the kids their memories back, but what Baljeet had said before really touched him. The kids were incredibly loyal to one another and even to each other's pets-they would keep the secret.

Major Monogram glanced up as Carl shuffled into the staff room. The intern made himself a cup of coffee with shaking hands and the Major shook his head. "So...Carl..."

"Yes, sir?" Carl squeaked.

Stupid, high squeaky voice that always came out when felt guilty about something!

"...when were you planning on telling me you gave the kids their memories back?"

Carl dropped the cup of coffee, nearly fainting from the sheer terror he felt. If he had been paying attention, he would have seen the Major grinning in amusement and realized that Monogram didn't intend to rectify the situation. But he was currently in a full blown panic mode.

Major Monogram smirked. "Busted..."

I hope you enjoyed this short story. Thanks for reading and reviewing! I appreciate it.

Until next time,

AnimationNut out.