Special Missions*Yesh, this IS a DoofxPerry fanfic! If you don't like the couple, don't read it.*
'Why do I always get the weird missions?' Perry thought as he looked down at his brand new, extremely pale, human hand. He sat on the cold, hard floor wearing nothing but his too-small agent hat and a tight watch. Long teal hair flopped in front of his young face.
Perry looked at his tiny watch again and gave a deep sigh. He'd only been human for three minutes and he already missed being a platypus. This was just too weird.
Moments later, he could hear footsteps echoing in the hall. He stood up on wobbly legs as the Major came in with an armful of clothes. Once again, the older man's face turned a bright red and he turned away from Perry's nudity. He coughed at the awkwardness a few times before dropping the clothes on the ground in a messy pile.
"Agent P, please clothe yourself before I tell you the rest of your mission." Perry nodded and began searching through the pile. He understood, from all of Canda