Things I will Risk For You c.5"Perry? Perry? Perry?"Things I will Risk For You c.5 by KicsterAsh
The echoing made it difficult for him to distinguish what was an actual sound and what was a dream. The loudness of the echoes pounded against the walls of his mind like grenades exploding. Several times, Perry expected to die of the amount of pain he was currently feeling in his head.
Once the echoes had finally died away, he dared to open his eyes. At first, they hardly opened a sliverit felt as though they were being weighed down by anchors. He could hardly move any other part of his body either; everything felt as heavy as his eyelids did. The only possible explanation would be that he had been drugged somehow, but there lied the question; his mind was so foggy, he could not remember what had happened to put him in that situation. What was going on?
As feeling returned to him and his limbs became less heavy than before, Perry noticed that he was actually lying over some kind of grid made of metal. There was a familiar swinging motion that told hi
Things I will Risk For You c.4It had been a difficult task for a platypus to transport a giant machine to his lair on his own, and do it without being seen at that. But somehow, Perry had managed to do it. He ignored how long it took; the only thing that had counted was that he had been able to bring it in.Things I will Risk For You c.4 by KicsterAsh
After wiping his forehead, he began to make adjustments to the amnesiainator. He followed the blueprints that Doofenshmirtz had used to build it, but Perry's objective was not only to bring it back to life, but to reverse its effect.
It took over an hour or two for him to set everything up. By then, he was more than certain that Phineas and Ferb were busy bringing another one of their contraptions to life. If Perry was right, they should be out under their backyard tree at that very moment.
He pulled out a baseball with an antenna attached to it. Taking a deep breath, he held up the launcher the boys had created to accompany the ball and, by controlling it with a joystick, he sent the ball flying up the trave