Doofenshmirtz’s Decision
It was a fine summer
day and the evil Doctor Doofenshmirtz had nothing on his to do list,
and, being somewhat exhausted from his previous attempts to take over
the Tri-State Area, and to defeat his arch nemesis Perry the
platypus- he had decided, or rather subconciously was told to- to
nothing. So, relaxing on his skyscraper top courtyard in a reclining
chair or deck chair, such as are used at beaches and so forth-
holding a half drunken glass of cordial and reading casually the
Sunday Times, for a Sunday it was- he had nothing to think about. His
daughter Vanessa was of course on her school holidays, and his ex
wife was busy at work learning to cook some strange European dish at
the cookery classes she had been attending all Summer- a class
Doofenshmirtz thought was ridiculous and time wasting. After all, why
not just buy a burger? Well… perhaps some people think differently,
thought Doofenshmirtz to himself, drinking the red coloured cordial,
which tasted of lemons for some reason, perhaps these days people had
so much time they needed to spend it doing something… However
boring… Which got him thinking. What if he was wasting his life
trying to take over the Tri-State Area? What if his ex wife, in
learning to cook these strange foreign dishes, was achieving more
than he was in attempting to gain total domination over the whole
Tri-State Area? Was he really doing what he wanted to? What was best?
What served his ego, his pride, his very personality’s desires? Was
controlling the Tri-State Area his only dream? Well… he thought
contemplatively as he slurped the last few drops of the red cordial
from their position at the bottom of the plastic cup he was
holding… well… certainly he had once had other dreams… But in
his bid to take over the Tri-State Area had he forgotten these in
favor of his newer one? Had he forgotten, for instance, his dream of
creating a steam powered airship? That could fly around the entire
planet in but 80 days? No… he thought… such things were pointless
and had been done before… By that Jules Verne fellow… the
frenchman… the famous aviator… or was it inventor… he thought
to himself- Having not read any Verne works and but having only known
of, rather than having read of, the exploits of Phileas Fogg- and of
course having confused the memories over time. Perhaps he could
pursue his dream of creating a successful chain of evil ice cream
parlours and make an empire of them? No… no… His brother, his
hated brother the Mayor, had already done that before… but of
course under good designs. Perhaps he could create an entire galaxy
to rule? No… he was getting ahead of himself there… Perhaps he’d
watch some cartoons. He, in his infinite wisdom of practical design,
had placed a television set on his rooftop courtyard- and switched it
on. A theme sequence was playing. “Bah… kids these days… all
they see is this load of rubbish… back in my days cartoons were
great… and now look at what they’re watching! What idiot would
seriously care to watch a show about a teenage girl who fights evil
villains whilst living an ordinary life at high school as well? If
you ask me, Perry the platypus, this Kim Possible show is stupid and
a waste of airspa- Perry the platypus!?”
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