Your whole life you had been stuck in a never ending loop of doubt. Heck, you had never even gone to school before! All that changed though, when you moved to Danville. Expecting it to just be like every other place, you had no hope of a better life...
Your day started as usual; wondering how your life as a secret agent was. It was amazing honestly. But nobody could find out about your escapades, huh.
At least you got to spend more time with Perry! Perry, oh what could you say about Perry. He was your stoic mentor. Well, at this point you'd call him less of a mentor and more of a partner. Maybe you were moving too quickly, but everyday you felt more able to handle yourself.
Speaking of Perry though, you felt strange around him. What was wrong with you!?! You couldn't help it, you'd turn red, giggle for no particular reason, you even found yourself imagining him with you.
~~~chilling with the Flynn-Fletchers~~~
"I met my love in a-" a small boy with a high pitched voice sang off tune. Out of nowhere, a mechanized boxing glove punched him off frame.
"Oh boy, did that kid stink or what. But maybe you've got what it takes to be... The next Super American Pop Teen Idol Star!" A rude show host said whilst bright text appeared on screen, "Auditions open today at the Googolplex mall in beautiful downtown Danville,"
You were sitting at the Flynn-Fletcher dining table, eating cereal with Phineas and Ferb. At this point, though it's only happened three times, it had become commonplace. The family was very kind and you couldn't just pass up the chance of free food. You weren't a cheapskate, you just needed the resources.
"AUDITIONS? TODAY?" Candace's familiar voice belted as she rushed into the room.
"Yes, today! At two o'clock sharp," the tv announcer seemed to answer her. She kissed the tv.
"Mwah, I've got to tell Stacy!" Wow, she seemed ecstatic. While you wouldn't want to hinder her enthusiasm, you couldn't help but wonder how many germs resided on the tv screen. She went to run away with the tv in hand, but with a thump on the floor, realized the cord was plugged into the wall. "Oof,"
"That pop star stuff might be fun at first, but then you'd be stuck in a dead end job. Too bad you can't just do it once and move on,"
"Phineas is right. Do you know how many people I see sing one song, just to never hear from them again?" You reminisced working with songs in the background repeated everyday. After a while, some of them faded away and were replaced.
"Well, what you two are talking about is a one-hit wonder,"
"A one-hit wonder?"
"What's that?" You finished for Phineas.
"Well, a musical act goes to the top of the charts with a catchy tune and meaningless lyrics," huh, that reminds you off a song you heard at work one day. Oh, what was it? I'm something, oh yeah, I'm Lindana and I wanna have fun!
"Then they throw a big diva tantrum, lose their label, and they fade into obscurity. Before you know it, their song ends up as elevator music," while you wanted to comment on that, she kept going. "Years later they have a reunion concert. And after that, they never sing again, and no one remembers them. Heh, not that I would know anything about that," she finished, waving it off.
"Really? It seems you have personal trauma linked to it," you mentioned.
"Aww, I'm alright honey,"
"A one-hit wonder," Phineas said whilst finishing up a list. It consisted of,
-hit record
-diva tantrum
-elevator music
-reunion tour
"So, you're going to speed run a one-hit wonder?" Phineas smirked up at you.
"Ferb, y/n, I know what we're gonna do today," You hadn't even realized until then, that Ferb was standing on the table with an electric guitar.
As usual, Perry rubbed up against your legs. At this point, you didn't even know whether it was an act of affection, or a sign for you to follow him. You just took it as a bit of both.
He led you to the bathroom, promptly standing up, taking out his fedora, and slamming the door behind you. "Awe, are you serious?!?" He looked up from his spot standing inside the toilet.
In response, he just shrugged, smirking and pulling you in. "Ew," you mumbled as he flushed the toilet.
You two were propelled into a tube filled with water. This was where you realized your mistakes...
You couldn't swim.
Having to move around from place to place, barely leaving your 'home' just to do work. I mean, it wasn't the best learning environment when it came to swimming.
Perry quickly realized your predicament. Instead of taking it out on you, his first thought was to blame himself for not thinking of this.
He grabbed onto you and swam through as best as he could. As a semi-aquatic mammal, it was less of a hardship than it seemed.
The two of you fell from the ceiling, drenched. Perry looked to you, obviously concerned, but you assured him you were alright. Afterwards, he promptly glared at Major Monogram.
"Oh! Good morning, Agent P and of course, Agent f/l," he started as soon as you two 'dropped' in, "We just received word that Doctor Doofenschmirtz has been buying up construction toys at an alarming rate. We need you two to find out what he's up to and put a stop to it," once he said that, Perry saluted and headed to his electric scooter. You got on behind him, not caring to stand as to the fact that you were much taller than him.
This was going to be... eventful.
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