HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER! I HOPE IT'S OKAY. I ALSO WANTED TO THANK fan-like-irving FOR BEING MY SOUNDBOARD. IT HELPS HAVING SOMEONE TO BOUNCE IDEAS OFF OF! THANKS SO MUCH! HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS NEXT PART! I LOVE REVIEWS XD! CARPE DIEM!

Fifteen minutes later, a rumble from the wall sounded and the two agents were instantly on their feet, prepared for a fight. When the wall slid up, it revealed, not an enemy, but three friends. Perry smiled, and in one flip was in front of Phineas, grabbing and pulling him into a tight hug. Ferb and Isabella exited behind Phineas and went to stand by Pinky, giving the two a moment. Pinky immediately grabbed his owner and pulled her into a hug before pushing her back and looking her over. After Isabella insisted she was fine, Pinky just pulled her into another hug. Ferb gave a small smile at the display before he looked over at Phineas and Perry.

"I am so glad to see you." Perry said, nuzzling Phineas with his head.

Phineas hugged his pet back, dropping the baseball launcher he was holding and ignoring the pain in his side. "You too Perry. I knew you and Ferb would get me. I never doubted."

Perry pulled back some, but gripped Phineas on his arms with his paws. "Well, according to you, you didn't really need our help getting out."

Phineas smiled, then hid a wince, though not well. Perry instantly let go of him and circled around, looking him over. When he saw a bruise forming on Phineas's right arm, he growled, then lifted Phineas's shirt up on a hunch. The animalistic snarl he let out at the sight of the bruise even scared Pinky. Phineas, on the other hand, calmly pushed his shirt down and looked his pet in the eye.

"I am fine Perry." Phineas said, placing his hands on Perry's shoulders. "My bruises will heal." Perry, though still angry, swallowed it down and nodded. He just pulled Phineas into another hug, this one soothing and grateful.

"I just don't like seeing you hurt." Perry murmured against Phineas's shoulder. "If only I-"

"Stop that Perry." Phineas said, still in his pet's hold. "Dwelling on the what ifs will get us nowhere. We need to keep moving forward." Phineas pulled back and looked his pet in the eye, waiting. After a few seconds, Perry nodded. "Good. Now, where is this machine?"

Perry took the key he was holding, grabbed Phineas's unhurt arm and brought him to the locked door. Perry indicated it before unlocking the door and opening it. Inside was a silver and purple machine that did look like something Dr. Doofenschmirtz would build. Perry stepped back, placing the key on the desk, and Phineas and Ferb went in, circling around it. About five minutes later, the boys stopped and nodded.

"We can reverse this." Phineas said. "Right Ferb?" His stepbrother gave a nod. "It'd be helpful if we had the designer of the machine to help, though. Blueprints would also be useful. Who made this?"

"My nemesis." Perry said.

"Dr. D?" Phineas said, and for some reason, he was smiling. "He-"

"Ah, Perry the Platypus." A familiar Drusselstein-accented voice sounded from behind them. "How nice to see you."

Perry, always ready for anything, immediately twirled around to face his nemesis, putting his boys behind him, Pinky doing the same thing with Isabella. Perry was in a defensive crouch, ready to protect his boys with all he was. He was not losing Phineas, not after he just got him back. Perry let out a warning growl that was a lot meaner than anything he'd ever given Doofenschmirtz before and was just about to spring up when he felt arms go around his torso, pick him up and hold him back. He twisted his head and saw it was Phineas.

"What are you doing?" Perry whispered at his owner, squirming around in the hold. He wasn't using his full strength to break it, though. He'd never intentionally hurt his boy.

"I'm trying to stop you." Phineas said. "Trust me and give me a minute, okay?"

Perry let out an irritated growl, but nodded. He trusted both his boys, and if Phineas says he has this, then Perry just has to deal with it. Phineas let him drop back to the ground and stepped around his pet to walk over to Doofenschmirtz. Perry, seeing where his owner was going, immediately lunged forward and grabbed Phineas by the back of his shirt, yanking him backwards. Phineas, undeterred, continued walking forward, but Perry was using his full strength this time, so Phineas didn't get far. Phineas let out a sigh and stopped moving, though looked up at Doofenschmirtz.

Doofenschmirtz gave Phineas an awkward smile. "I'm glad to see you're alright."

"Thanks to your help, Dr. D." Phineas said with a smile.

"I tried to get you as much as I could without rousing suspicion." Doofenschmirtz explained. "I just didn't know if it was enough."

"It was, trust me." Phineas said with a laugh. "I owe you one."

"For what?" Perry asked in disbelief. He let go of Phineas's shirt, walked around so he was next to his owner and glared up at Doofenschmirtz.

"Perry the Platypus, you can talk?" Doofenschmirtz asked in astonishment. "When did this happen?" Then he narrowed his eyes. "Have you always been able to do this and never answered me back? I would pour my heart out to you and you'd never say a word! I would ask opinions of you and you'd say nothing! I am offended, Perry the Platypus."

Now Perry was stunned. This sounded exactly like his nemesis, not an eviler version.

Phineas looked at Perry's expression and laughed. "I owe him one because if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have been able to escape."

"What?!" Perry exclaimed.

Phineas, for the moment, ignored his pet. "I wanted to ask why, Dr. D. Why help me? I thought you worked for him." Phineas pointed at the handcuffed and unconscious Dr. Walt.

"No, no." Doofenschmirtz said, shaking his head. "I only pretended."

"Why?" Phineas asked. "And how?"

Doofenschmirtz looked like he was about to answer, but Perry cut in.

"As much as I'd really love to hear this explanation, we have other priorities at the moment." Perry said. "Namely, the other scientists and robots. I want to get to the other scientists before they finish building whatever it is they're building for Dr. Walt."

"Oh, I turned off the robot-machine ten minutes ago." Doofenschmirtz said, waving a hand. "I think the rest of your agents took care of the remaining ones a little bit ago."

Perry nodded, stunned once again, but called out to one of the agents to confirm.

He tapped the earwig on. "Agent C?" Perry said.

"Yeah Perry?" Carried answered.

"Are the robots all taken care of?" Perry asked.

"Yeah, all of them are destroyed and no new ones are comin'." Carrie said.

"Do you see any of your nemeses?" Perry asked, wanting to confirm what Dr. Walt said.

"No." Carrie answered. "There are no humans down here."

"Okay, that's what I thought." Perry said.

"What about you? Did ya get the leader?" Carrie asked.

"Beaten, handcuffed and unconscious." Perry said with a smile.

"Good." Carrie said. "What do you want us to do now?"

"Just hang on for a bit." Perry said. "I'll tell you guys in a minute."

"Okay." Carrie said before going quiet. Perry tapped his earwig twice, switching it off.

"Okay, the robots are taken care of." Phineas said, speaking when his pet didn't do so. "Do you know where he's keeping the other scientists, Dr. D?"

Doofenschmirtz nodded. "About five miles from here."

"Okay, good." Perry said. "Let's reverse the machine, then go get the scientists."

"Make my Evil-inator into a Good-inator?" Doofenschmirtz asked, confused. "Why? If we were all good, all of you would be out of a job."

"No, not into a Good-inator." Perry said, shaking his head. "I just want the scientists back to their normal levels of evil."

"Oh, okay." Doofenschmirtz said, nodding. "But I don't know how to do that."

"That's okay, Dr. D." Phineas said, patting him on the arm. Perry didn't like that one bit. "Ferb and I got this."

"All we need are some tools." Ferb added. "And the blueprints to this machine."

"I got some tools over here." Doofenschmirtz said, walking over to a corner and picking up a toolbox. "Here." He handed the box to the boys. "But I don't have the blueprints. Dr. Walt destroyed them."

"That's alright." Phineas said. "Thanks for the tools Dr. D." Phineas turned and followed Ferb into the closet, Isabella going in after.

Perry and Pinky stood in front of the door, acting as look out, just in case. Perry was watching Doofenschmirtz as well, just making sure he was telling the truth and really was "normal." So far, it seems he was. Perry looked around the room again while he heard the sounds of tools going on behind him, and Phineas directing Ferb and Isabella. Perry smiled. He was so glad Phineas was back with him. Perry wasn't leaving Phineas's side for awhile, his inner-protective-animal, the side the Agency tried so hard to get rid of, wouldn't let him. Now that things are calm, Perry had time to reflect on something that he's been trying really hard not to think about. There's no way he can keep his boys remembering a secret, not now. All the agents have seen them. Perry had briefly thought about this before he zapped his boys with the Rememberinator, and came to the conclusion that if it's a choice between his boys and the Agency, he was choosing his boys. Their memories aren't getting wiped again, and he won't let his boys get into any danger trying to keep him from the Agency. His boys are more important. But what are they gonna do about Isabella?

"Perry?" Phineas's voice brought Perry out of his thoughts.

He turned to face his boy. "Yeah Phineas?"

"Could you come in here?" Phineas asked from the other side of the machine. "I need your help with something." He paused, letting out a grunt. "Pinky, I need you too."

"Aye." Pinky said, turning and walking into the room.

Perry was about to enter when he remembered Doofenschmirtz. He walked forward, grabbed Doofenschmirtz by his lab coat and dragged him backwards. Doofenschmirtz stuttered out something, but Perry ignored him. He wasn't letting his nemesis out of his sight. While his boys are here, he wasn't trusting Doofenschmirtz, even if Phineas seemed to. His most important job is to protect his boys, and he was going to do so.

"Stay." Perry said, pointing at the spot he dragged Doofenschmirtz to.

Doofenschmirtz started rambling, but Perry ignored him and went over to his owners. Phineas pointed to something and told him to hold it. While the two agents were helping their owners, they totally did not expect what happened next. A few moments later, Doofenschmirtz yelled something, and then the door to the closet slammed closed and locked. Perry dropped what he was holding and ran over to the door, twisting the handle as hard as he could. Nothing.

"Never turn your back on your enemy, Agent P." Dr. Walt's voice drifted through the door. "I'll see you annoyances later, when I'm the ruler of the Tri-State Area!" He laughed manically as he left the room.

Perry banged on the door. "Well this is just great." Perry tapped on his earwig. "Agent C? Agent D? Agent F? Agent B? Agent T?"

Nothing.

Perry let his head bang onto the door. "Great, their earwigs are off."

"Perry?" Phineas asked with concern.

Perry took in a deep breath before slowly letting it out. He turned to face his boys. "Everything's okay. I'll find some way out of here. Just keep working on the machine."

"But we could-" Phineas started, but Perry cut him off.

"I'm sure you could, Phineas, but I need the machine done." Perry said, then realized how snappy that sounded. "Sorry. Just, please, focus on that."

Phineas gave his pet a smile. "No problem Perry." Him, Ferb and Isabella went back to work while Pinky walked over to Perry. Doofenschmirtz stayed where Perry told him to.

"What are you thinking?" Pinky asked.

Perry stood back from the door and looked it over. "I'm pretty sure, if both of us do it, we can kick the door off its hinges."

"You can." Phineas called out from behind the machine.

"What?" Perry asked, walking around to face his owner.

"Ferb and I did the math." Phineas said. "Perry, if you aim your kicks at the upper-middle area-"

"-and Pinky, if you aim your kicks in the lower-middle area-" Ferb continued.

"-you should be able to generate enough pressure to force it off the hinges." Phineas finished, then looked down. "But it's just a suggestion."

Perry stared at his two owners before letting out a smile and hugging both of them. "You boys are absolute geniuses."

Phineas smiled and ruffled Perry's fedora. "Thanks Perry." Ferb just pat him on the back, then they got back to work.

"Ready to do this?" Perry asked Pinky.

"Of course." Pinky said, crouching down.

Perry nodded, backed up a few steps, then crouched as well. On the count of three, they both sprang up and kicked their designated spots, then landed back on the ground. They repeated this a few more times before their last kick hit perfectly and the door slammed onto the ground, Perry and Pinky on top of it. They high-fived in triumph. They got out.

HA, PROBABLY THOUGHT YOU WERE GONNA GET THE EXPLANATION AS TO WHY DOOF IS "NORMAL", BUT NO! I'M GONNA MAKE YA SUFFER SOME MORE! MWAHAHAHA! TEHEE! WHAT DID YOU THINK? GOOD? BAD? LET ME KNOW! CARPE DIEM!