This is why I should learn to keep my mouth shut. I apologize in advance to both Burn Notice and Phineas and Ferb fans for this, but after writing... something and then having a discussion with my little sis this just wouldn't leave me alone so I finally just wrote it down. If there's seriously enough interest I'll try writing a full fan-fic. (It'll definitely be interesting...)

Other than that this'll probably be the only oneshot I ever write. (sorry for it being so short...)

You see a lot of weird things as a spy… and cause a lot of them in turn, but there's still a few things that can throw even the best off guard.

It was a typical sunny day, with people meandering to whatever they had to do. Me and my buddy, Sam, were just leaving a bar; I put on my sunglasses as Sam was still finishing his last beer.

"…Can't wait for it…" Sam started to say then stopped as something caught his attention. "…Hey, Mikey… please tell me you see that platypus over there…"

I let out a slight laugh. "Sam, you've had way too much to…"

My gaze finally followed to where he was pointing, and it definitely was a strange sight. There was a platypus, and he oddly was wearing a dark brown fedora and a pair of sunglasses.

"…Let's go back to the loft…" I suggested, quickly leading the way.