Perry Doofenshmirtz Novels & Stories

" Relax. It's fine. I was just kidding, doll." " Breathe. Take deep breaths." I abide by his words to find my body relaxing. A soft smile stretched on my lips. Placing a rogue flick behind my ear, I softly whispers. " Thank you." " You are welcome doll. Now tell me what's your name or do you prefer being called doll only?" " I...I am Sera...short for Seraphina." " Hi Sera. I am Ryder." " If you don't mind me asking Sera, do you generally come to a party dressed like this or....is this a special occasion?" " No offense though. I love that cartoon on your t-shirt. "

Perry said, holding himself. "You are failing miserably in that aspect,"I stated. Perry leaned against the wall outside the room, his shoulders shaking with barely contained amusement. "You look like you are about to kill someone," Perry said, trying to pissed me off. "I might," I said angrily. "Preferably not me," Perry said as he shifted away from me. I stopped in front of him, my eyes dark with restrained fury. "You think this is funny?" I asked angrily. "No." He said, trying to give me a stern face.

ASHTON "Introducing Perry, also known as Samson Perry," Willow narrates, "a twenty-six-year-old Leo and former tattoo artist. He comes from an Irish background and is skilled in mixed martial arts." Perry twirls at the end of his walk and takes a bow. Without realizing it, I've been absentmindedly munching on some mediocre cookies. I finish my third one, surprised that Maddy seems to enjoy them enough to reach for more. Willow straightens herself up. "Perry, if you had to choose one word to describe yourself, what would it be?"

The main peanut in the package, complete with his shiny forehead and fake smile: Doc Pat.

I slide over to her putting the dummy in her mouth, which makes the small guy shout once again. "What are you doing?!" He shouts towards me, I hold my hands up in surrender once again, last time I try to help someone. "I was just helping the baby," I mutter, does this guy need to show us he's tough even with his size? The taller guy pulls Rick over the counter and to the floor to join our group, he proceeds to pace around the shop floor for a little while, his eyes looking over the group than down and something in his hands, from afar it looked like a little photo that you could fit in your wallet.

Hurrying out the house I leave my hair down its naturally wavy having a Brazilian mother and a Black father people can't really pin point my ethnicity I don't care to explain it to them my skin is dark toffee colour ,I have been told my eyes are hazel but change colour What I do know is that I am pretty how could Mr Parker resist this. Walking next door back to Kaylee's house with snacks in hand I find them already setting up for the movie "Hi Amanda you bought snacks" Mr Parker smiles at me showing me his dimples if I had any panties they will be damp "Yes I bought as many as i could find " Well what movie did you girls decide to watch?" How about Addicted about that married woman who is a

I don’t know but it feels like we do have this awkward presence for each other and we both don’t know how to make it not an awkward one. “Why did you argue with Primo?” My head was occupied at that moment they fought over me. I still don’t know why and I want to know why they did it. “He’s just an annoying and arrogant peasant who pissed me.” Doom buries his face in the pillow. I replied, “Correction, he doesn’t look like a peasant for me. He’s a company holder and a future CEO.” “But he looks one. Tss,” Doom glared at me. I chuckled to tease him. “Okay, fine! But why were you arguing? And why did you murmur my name earlier?”

Crystal gasped in exctiement. "Hi, Crystal Dasher. My name is Pidge Rich. And I'm from Alaska. Also, I'm a baker...a sweet lover. Right now I'm wondering where and when to eat you?" "You are sweet..." smiled Crystal. "You know my mommy thinks I'm more like my uncle Maddox...sarcastic and rude. Do you think the same?" "Why, no. Not at all. You are friendly and sweet," Pidge smiled back. "Are these your real hair? Or have you done the colouring?" the six-year-old began with her questions.

**Larry's mansion, south korean** "Now you look good" Jasmine said immediately she sighted sandra "I've always look good" Sandra said putting on a headphone Jasmine smiled at her friends cocky behaviour before putting on the her own headphone. Sandra's house have been the place they practice because sandra owned a studio ******* *Desmond mansion* Micheal slump on the couch heavily when he was done cleaning the mess Desmond created in the living room He was so tired that he thought he had exhuasted all his powers. He actually used his power to create better glasses which wouldn't break even if Lord STONE scream his lungs out– hehehehe, he laughed at his own silly joke

She stared at me until I finally looked over at her. I said, "What?" As I bit my nails. "What happened?" Kara inquired as I reclined in my chair and let out a deep sigh. "Well, would you believe it? A dog, yes, a four-legged furry creature that loves chasing its tail, suddenly turned into a human, broke a window, and went on a stealing spree. And just when you thought things couldn't get any stranger, the doggy delinquent transformed back into its original form and made a smooth exit through the very same window. Who says animals can't pull off a heist?"