"My One And Only Love"

Rated T

Disclaimer: I for once, do not own Phineas and Ferb whatsoever. I actually discovered a pairing that I really like on the show and I was just urging to do a short multi-chapter story based on two of the characters from the show itself, which is Monty Monogram (which is Major Monogram's son) and Vanessa Doofenshmirtz (which is Dr. Doofenshmirtz's daughter). I hope everyone of you is impressed! Anyway, here's the story and it may include major Monty/Vanessa fluff later in the chapters, so enjoy! WINNING!

Chapter 1

Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated... perhaps the most evilest of all places around Danville and not to mention that it had the most weirdest looking building that there ever was. There soon laid a man whose evil experiements were the talk of the town. His projects and evil experiments were the talk of the entire town. Because for Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz, he was building a reputation...

...he was building a reputation for being one of the worst villains in history. His ray gun and laser beam machines always had the name 'ator' on bottom of everything, and everyone of them was just duds. Of course they would always be duds, because they would always be spoiled by O.W.C.A.'s top agent, Perry The Platypus. Dr. Doofenshmirtz always had a deep hatred for him. Just for once, his takeover of the whole entire Tri-State arema would just happened for once if Perry never got even involved. But it always fate. He was always expected to lose no matter how things would turn out for him.

But this time, Doofenshmirtz had an idea up his sleeve. He was suddenly drawing new plans to take down Perry The Platypus once and for all. It must be the umpteenth time that he was gonna try to build something evil, and maybe, just maybe that he might find some success. And yet, it was another ray gun to be exact. But what kind of ray gun was it?

"There we go... a little more here... try to color it in..." Doofenshmirtz spoke on as he was busy coloring in his project in which it will finally give him control of the Tri-State area. After a few more scribbles, he finally drew it in. It sorta looked like a frickin' empty Super Soaker on steroids. "Wa-la! I think I got it! The next best thing that will finally take down my nemesis once and for all! Behold the Freezi-nator! This will make every citizen of Danville freeze to death. Why didn't I think of this before? This is amazing!"

Somehow, Heinz was suddenly cut off by his wonderful goth-wearing daughter Vanessa, who was busy going from room to room and just humming a song. Mainly Vanessa would have likely worn her trademark jacket, jeans, and sharp boots, but from the looks of things, she was dressed for a very special occasion. I wonder what this could be exactly? Dr. Doofenshmirtz had to go find out as he went to his daughter's room and saw Vanessa dressed up in such sparkling black formal.

"Vanessa, what's going on?" Doof spoke right to his daughter.

"Dad, did you have to come barge in like that?" Vanessa spoke a bit irritated to her father, "Can't you see I was busy trying to put in my earrings?"

"Earrings? I don't remember you having those in the first place!" Heinz exclaimed. He for once never even saw Vanessa wear some kind of silver going through her ears, "You going to some kind of ball or something?"

"It's not that, Dad..." Vanessa sighed deathly, "I'm just going out with a few friends. It's nothing important."

"So you're just going out with a few friends dressed just like that?" Doof said as he raised his eyebrows at what his daughter was wearing. Her sparkling dress of hers showed her amazing cleavage scrunched up thanks to her dress and the light showed her amazing gleaming legs.

"You don't have a problem with that, do you dad?" Vanessa replied as she crossed her arms right at her father.

"Oh, no... I just feel a little concerned, that's all. You know, me being an evil genius and you just strutting around the city like a floozy, no offense... but I think that it's my opinion that you wear a jacket, so it can prevent you from the cold." Doofenshmirtz said as he went right into her own daughter's closet. Luckily for Vanessa, she rushed right through him and managed to stop his own father from opening the closet.

What was inside there that her father didn't want to see? Was it some kind of dead body? Or maybe full of diamonds? Or perhaps it might be a shrine of the same man that Vanessa had met in that fateful day inside the coffee shop. Could it be? Whatever it was, Vanessa needed to be kept secret.

"NO!" Vanessa exclaimed as she stopped her father. And then quietly, she opened her closet door a little and grabbed her trademark black jacket by herself, "I got it."

"So... are you sure you don't want any money just to keep you occupied for the rest of the night?" Doofenshmirtz added as he brought out his wallet full of cash, "I just don't want you starving."

"Dad, I got it. My friends will afford everything. There's no need." Vanessa sighed as she finally put her earrings on her ears and was headed out for the door, but her father stopped her once more.

"But don't you want your Tampons just in case you don't wanna leave a trail everywhere you go?" Doofenshmirtz added as Vanessa let out a shudder when he mentioned the word 'tampons' around her own daughter, for geez sakes!

"Ugh! Don't say that! I'm going!" Vanessa exclaimed with a shudder as she finally left for the door, which left her own father alone.

"Ummmm... I guess you don't want a baby wipe to take with you then..." Doofenshmirtz sadly muttered to Vanessa, who was nowhere to be seen. "I really gotta learn to be more overprotective..."

As Doofenshmirtz was still flopping around his evil headquarters because of the way he was embarrassing his own daughter through that conversation, back at the O.W.C.A., a man with a white flattop and a nice white mustache was busy talking to one of his lead agents through a TV screen. It seemed that one of the lead agents, Perry The Platypus suffered a nasty cold that he was feeling. The leader of the O.W.C.A., Major Francis Monogram, alongside his trusty intern Carl seemed to speak to him.

"Looks like you're in luck, Agent P. It seems that Dr. Doofenshmirtz seems to have taken a day off from the evil activity that he's been planning for quite some time. I'm sorry that you had to be sick. Just remember to take your liquids and get some extra rest for this time of need. Are you sure you don't want my intern Carl to teleport you some soup or something?" Major Monogram said right to Perry, who was chattering in a negative mood, which was certain that he wanted to refuse all those gifts that the O.W.C.A. wanted to give to him, "Well, looks like I respect your decision. Until then, get well soon, Agent P."

Perry nodded right at Major Monogram who signed off. But it was until then, that Perry faked his sickness as he quickly made a nice costume change. This time, he was dressed as some kind of limo driver. Weirdly enough, the limo that Perry seemed to be driving was waiting right at the headquarters. He was perhaps waiting for somebody, which was really kinda strange to be exact.

"Sir, can I have this soup?" Carl said right to the Major, "I haven't ate anything ever since I came to work this morning!"

"Why bother? We can't have it go to waste..." Major Monogram sighed as he went right to the kitchen and grabbed some spoons and bowls.

Meanwhile, Major Monogram's son Monty seemed to walk right into the bathroom and wearing some kind of black formal. His father saw him go right in the bathroom and had a questionable look right in his face.

"Son, I got soup for you if you want some!" Major Monogram spoke right to Monty, who was busy putting on cologne. After all, the smell of cologne turned out to be a real lady-killer to be exact.

"No thanks, Dad. I'll just go get something to eat on my way out." Monty spoke to his father as if he was in a real hurry.

"Way out? Are you going out again?" Major Monogram said a bit sternly to his son.

"Yeah, it's just me and a few friends. They're really cool." Monty replied as he putting on some tasty breath mints. It was just in case that he wanted to make his breath feel like a winter wonderland.

"Monty, I'm a little concerned." Major Monogram replied with a sigh, "Every time you say you're going out with a few friends, I tend to get worried about these 'friends' you meet. I'm certain if I met them, I would show them how cool I am."

"Well, the reason I don't show you my friends is because..." Monty sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck. He didn't want his father to realize that he was dating the enemy's beautiful daughter. Besides, if Francis happened to find out, then Monty wouldn't see her again and that would pretty much devastate him. So he needed to make up an excuse, "...they're shy. So the reason my friends cant meet you is because they're shy. That's why I want them to be ready to meet you. But they're too frozen as of now."

"Oh, I see. Well, even though I don't really like your choice of 'friends', I guess I support everything you say." Major Monogram nodded minorly, "Well, since that you're going out, I guess it wouldn't hurt if I gave you some soup to keep you occupied."

"Dad, I appreciate that. But I'm fine..." Monty replied as he shook his head, trying to pass on the soup, but Major Monogram just decided to pour some soup into a nice thermos and gave it to his son.

"Nonsense, you'll need to have something warm in this breezing cold. And it's my job as a father that you'll take this thermos full of soup just to keep you company." Major Monogram replied once again.

"Thanks, I guess..." Monty responded as he turned the other cheek. "The limo's here. I gotta go."

"Be home right around 11:30. Don't be way too late." The Major smiled right to his son, who was leaving for the door.

"I got it, dad." Monty spoke right back as he shut the door behind him and was on his way.

"Hey, sir... What kind of soup is this?" Carl replied as he was taste testing the soup a bit. He had a bit of a ginger-y taste in his lips.

"I don't really have no idea as a matter of fact. So it's anyone's guess what kinda soup it is..." Major Monogram muttered.

"Is this horse I'm really tasting?" Carl said as he felt such a nervous aftertaste coming through his mouth.

"Could be. Either way, my son is gonna end up drinking a dead horse. And so am I." Major Monogram said to himself as he took a sip of the horsemeat soup as well. This was gonna be one hell of a night for Monty, no doubt about it.

And on the other hand, so was Vanessa.

This wasn't very bad to be exact. I think I pulled the first chapter quite okay.

But what on earth will our couple be like in the next chapter? And why is Perry faking sickness to be a limo driver just for this special occasion?

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