Caring- Part Three"I swear, I had every intention of telling you. I just wanted to wait a while. You were so furious when you found out about Pamela and then when you found out Palmer was your son, you freaked out " Poppy shook her head. "I was going to tell you when things calmed down ""Right. When exactly did you plan that to be?" Perry demanded.Poppy didn't say anything."Yeah, I do get a little freaked out when I find out." Perry said. "But do you blame me? I didn't plan any of this. I didn't plan to have four housewreckers.""Paisley and Peppily aren't doing any damage so far." Poppy said quietly."Four's too many.""I don't plan t
Caring- Part Two"Where's mom and dad?" Perry asked Pablo.He had landed in the platypus enclosure in the Danville zoo. Pablo appeared to be the only platypus that wasn't inside of the tiny cave that was used for sleeping.Pablo stared at him blankly. "Who is mom and dad? Are they pancakies? Or marshiemallows?"Perry sighed. "Pansy? Percy? Those guys? I need to talk to them.""Oh. Okay." Pablo turned to face the cave and chattered meaninglessly.Pansy came running out of the cave. "Hello! You have come again."Percy was following her. "I kept TELLING you he'd come back, Pansy. Why don't you ever believe me?""Because my magical egg platypus is always h
Caring- Part OnePhineas ran around the house. "I AM FREE! AT LAST! FREEDOM!"Ferb and Perry sat watching him. Perry was happy Phineas had gotten the cast off of his knee, but now Phineas had to release all of that energy that he'd built up ever since his knee was broken."He's like one of those windup toys." Perry said, watching Phineas do his fourth lap."That never stops." Ferb added."You know what this means, Ferb?" Phineas skidded to a stop. "We can build stuff again!" Ferb pumped his fist into the air."WOOHOO! Let's dance!" Phineas said.The two boys started dancing.Candace entered the room. "Would you keep it down? I am trying to tell Stacy
The Girl With The Hooded SweaterI was minding my own business, in my enclosure in the zoo, when I smelled something wonderful. I turned my head toward the scent and saw a little girl holding a shopping bag. She had on a bright red hooded sweater, jeans, and black boots. She was staring intently at me."Hello, wolf," She said. "I bet you'd like these cookies my mom and I made this morning."I nodded my head. "Of course I would." I had only had one cookie before, when a child stuck one through the chain fence of my enclosure. It had been delicious. Ever since then, I had hoped to be able to taste one again."Too bad you can't have one," The girl shrugged.It took me a sec