A/N; Hey ya'll! How's it going? Now, I have to give my bud credit for this, He's the one who came up with this idea. I told him about my dilemma with needing a story for 'Fanfiction's Got Talent; Season 1' and this was born. We worked on this together on the bus. He said it originated with an idea of Perry being run over by a car and turning into a ghost. My reaction? HOW DARE YOU KILL PERRY! Anyway, then he said, 'Then I realized, 'Wait, how could Perry beat Doof?' So, this came to mind.' We worked on this together on the bus, and I thank him for this. He's the best bud a gall could ask for.

Disclaimer; I don't own Phineas and Ferb. Or Perry and Doof. Or anybody else for that matter besides myself.

A Ghost of a Chance Ch. In The Beginning...

"Hey, where's Perry?"

That was the cue for the tiny monotreme known as Perry the platypus. He slipped out of the backyard and got to the kitchen, plopping his trusty 1940s fadora on his head. He opened the fridge, hoping to get something to eat before heading off to to beat up the false 5$ doctor. Sure, he had some normal platypi breakfast of insects and larva, but after some of the delectable human food he's had, Perry found he much preferred their food over his. However, upon opening the appliance, he found a small, yellow sticky on one of the lowest shelves.

Out of order.

Perry rolled his eyes, stripping the fridge of the note so his host family wouldn't see. That was just like Major Monogram. So instead, he crawled over to the couch in the living room, being as careful as he could. He still couldn't let the boys know he was an agent. That was a major pain in the teal-furred one's butt. He understood it was to try and keep them safe, but his boys were the famous Phineas and Ferb! They could do anything! Including help him save Danville. Or even the Tri-State Area. And maybe even, if it ever came to it, the world! In fact, they had helped him 2 weeks prior! It had been the 5th anniversary of them receiving him from the OWCA's pet shelter. That was the same day they traveled to the 2nd dimension thanks to the doofus that was his frienemy.

Yes, he considered the two of them frienemies. Who wouldn't if they saw how the two acted every now and then? He'd hold the scientist's hand if the man was scared. They'd go out and have something to eat. (sometimes even stopping their fight for a small snack!) They didn't mind just hanging out every now and then with the other. Yep, they were certainly friends in that way. However, they were also enemies. Not just because their job required it, but also because it was natural for the two of them to fight and 'hate' each other. They've been doing it for so long that they don't know much else to their relationship.

Mounting the back of the couch, Perry pulled himself up, but his hat dropped off. He just shrugged, figuring he'd pick it up after. Upon moving the mirror, he found two boards, preventing him from getting into that entrance too! Perry sighed in annoyance, facepalming and replacing the framed reflective glass. Again, this was just like-

"Oh, there you are Perry!"

Said animal's eyes widened as he was scared by his red-headed owner. He lost his balance and fell back. Luckily his agent instincts kicked in and he flipped around, landing on the couch on all fours, just as gracefully as a cat.

"Perry!" Phineas exclaimed, running towards his pet. "Are you alright?"

Said animal returned to his other personoia- a regular ol' platypus- and chattered to let his owner know he was perfectly fine.

"Oh Perry! I'm sorry for scaring you, but-" The undercover agent was picked up by the scruff of his neck. "-you're not supposed to be on the back of the couch like that. The cushions are alright, but not the back like that." Then he was practically flung over the boy's shoulder and brought outside. "Come and look at what we've made! This'll be the first time you've ever seen us build!"

'No, not the only time' The mammal thought.

He was set under the tree as the step-brothers continued to work with their friends. Every now and then, someone would look over just to make sure he hadn't raced off like normal, wether it be Phineas, Isabella, or even Buford.

Perry internaly growled. This was not how the day was supposed to start! It should have been just like a normal day, but alas, it wasn't.

He needed to get outta here. And Fast!

He frantically searched around. There was no entrance he could use without the boys seeing or fallowing. With the tree one, they'd realize that 'Spy Lair' wasn't Ferb's doing, but own lair. With the one in the fence, that was too obvious. With the one in the side of the house, they'd fallow him. The ones in the house were blocked. The-

Suddenly, his stomach growled. He quietly chittered at it, as if saying, 'Be quiet you stupid thing!'

"You alright Perry?" Phineas stopped his hammering and looked at his pet.

Suddenly, the monotreme got an idea.

He raced up to the back doors and started pawing at them, just like a cat might if they wanted in, minus the claws.

"What's he trying to say?" Isabella asked.

"I'm not sure." The triangular-headed one shrugged. "He's never done that before."

"Maybe he senses danger." Baljeet offered. "After all, animals are keener to things like that than hu-YOUCH!"

The child was interrupted as the bully yanked him up by his underwear, stating, "Or maybe he just doesn't wanna be around this dork."

Ferb seemed to be the only one to get the message that the animal was trying to convey. He opened the door and allowed the pet in, speaking in his British accent, "Or maybe he just wants to be himself and travel wherever he wants to like always."

They all looked at each other. There were nods and shrugs, all with a chorus of, "Yea"s "I guess so"s and "Sure"s.

The platypus smiled. Ferb was always one to commune with others, no matter who they were. I could be Isabella when she's ranting on about Phineas, Vanessa just chatting with him, ir a platypus who needs to get away for secret reasons. That was one thing he admired about Ferb. Even though he was silent, he could get many things through looks that words just couldn't. He could also have quite a conversation with someone who was silent.

Kinda like a certain evil scientist he knew.

Speaking of which, he needed to get going! Didn't want the crazed man taking over the Tri-State Area while he's gone! Just wanting to get to Doofenshmirtz's place and destroy whatever phyco -inator that had been built, the platypus realized that he had only one choice left. He had the pleasure of entering into his secret lair under the Flynn-Fletcher household via toilet. It wasn't pleasant, but it was the one that was always available.

He was proven wrong as, when he entered the bathroom, there was the toilet, but it was all clogged up. Perry stomped his cute little webbed foot down, crossing his arms and chattering in anger and frustration. Why were none of his entrances working? Well, then again, that was just like the agency, being the cheapskates they are. They'd never fix his enterances immediately. They'd wait until they were all broken. Therefore, the platypus had to go and- like this time- get his mission in person-er, in platypus?

He sighed as he crawled down stairs and waddled out of the front door, starting his long treck to the O.W.C.A base of operations.

This just was not his day.

Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated!

The man in question grinned as he hid his machine in his kitchen. This was it. This was the day he'd finally take over the entire Tri-State-Area! He'd had this plan ready for a long time! Well, alright, he came up with it last night, but that didn't matter! He was still going to use this plan to rule Danville, then the Tri-State Area, and then the world! Yep, he was starting smaller than normal! He figured that, if his plan succeeded, he'd be able to get the deed to the Tri-State Area, and eventually the world! Yea, a big goal, but obtainable if he really worked for it!

He peered at his wristwatch, realizing something. "Man! Perry the platypus is super late! I wonder what happened to him. I just hope he's alright."

Yep, he hoped Perry was fine. He considered the two of them frienemies. No matter how much they 'hated' each other, they'd always be there for one another. Perry's been there for him many times. When he was about to be blown up in his lair, when he had to retake his driving test, and even when he had been told by Dr. Gevaarlijk that he wasn't evil! There were many more examples, but those were just a few. Then there were the times he was there for the egg-laying mammal.

... Alright, so none came to mind at the moment, but there were some instances, right?

There was a sudden crash of glass in the living room, and the evil scientist knew exactly what that meant. Perry the platypus was here!

He traveled towards were the sound originated from. "Ah, Perry the Platypus, how uncanny! And by that I mean completely canny! Um, yea, well, I looked up canny and it meant 'having good jugement' so... Heh, yea..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "I guess that one doesn't work. I guess I need a new one... heh." Suddenly, he grinned and spoke in a bit of a sing-song voice. "Oh! Perry the platypus! I have something for you!" He raced into the kitchen and returned with a platypus sized cake. Perry's mouth watered at the sight, remembering his growling stomach. "Happy Birthday!" Doof exclaimed.

Perry was confused as he started debating with himself. His birthday had come and gone two weeks ago. This had to be a trap! There was no way this came from his heart! Then again, he could have gotten the dates messed up and assumed today was his birthday.

Perry's hunger won out in the end, and he grabbed the sharp knife his nemesis was handing him. "Alright Perry the platypus, just let me go get my camera!" He got to the kitchen and came back carrying a big bulky camera. "All right! Position yourself like you're gonna cut the cake and say 'Cheese!' Perry the platypus! Well, just cheese, not the Perry the platypus part."

"Gyururur." The animal chattered with a small smile. This was one part of their frienamyship that he loved. Not only could he act natural every now and then, but they did things for one another. This was just one of the many things Doofenshmirtz had done for him. He hadn't done much for the scientist though. Perry wished there was something he could do for the doc to repay him.

There was a flash of light, and the platypus fell to the ground, lifeless.

A/N; Whoa! No wonder this took me so long! 2000+ words is practically double what I normally type! Well, this'll be a lot barder to type up from here on out. I'll constantly be recovering from a headache cuz of the Christmas play. My teacher (Who's also the principal) keeps annoying me with the stupid microphone positions. 'No! Stand here!' 'The mic isn't picking you up!' And my absolute favourite, 'Let's start again back at [Insert scene]' Anyway, I'm not here to ramble like Doof. Sorry bout that. I swear I'll try my best to get the whope thing up in time for Christmas. Happy Thaksgiving you Americans! See ya!