[Today wasn't a day for thwarting bad guys or making things, no. Today wasn't a day for calling Vanessa over either. Today was a day of Doofenshmirtz just hanging out on the roof Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated, just looking down from his precarious hangout.
His face lacks its usual weird science luster, none of that today. Today's not a day for inators or speeches. Today's a day for just sitting on the roof by your apartment with a lost expression on your face. Happy what was just said day.
That's not the only thing, of course. In his hand is a metallic cylinder, carrying a familiar blue paint. It looks cracked and warped, liked something happened to it. It rolls in Doof's lap like a kind of fatalism, as if this falling out of Doof's hands wouldn't matter one bit.
He pulled out his cell phone once before putting it back. That was the only variation in his routine today.]
10 for gross injustice
His face lacks its usual weird science luster, none of that today. Today's not a day for inators or speeches. Today's a day for just sitting on the roof by your apartment with a lost expression on your face. Happy what was just said day.
That's not the only thing, of course. In his hand is a metallic cylinder, carrying a familiar blue paint. It looks cracked and warped, liked something happened to it. It rolls in Doof's lap like a kind of fatalism, as if this falling out of Doof's hands wouldn't matter one bit.
He pulled out his cell phone once before putting it back. That was the only variation in his routine today.]