A little soon to be making the sequel...but given that this has been on my mind for YEARS, and it took me FOREVER to write "Like Father, Like Son", you understand, right? XD

For those of you who have found this fic and haven't read "Like Father, Like Son" and have also NOT read the summary (you know who you are), then I must ask you to read "Like Father, Like Son" BEFORE you continue this fic! You can also read "The Memories We Shared" if you want, but it's not really required, since that's more of a side series for this. But if you want to know the backstories of Doofenshmirtz and Schnitzel of this universe, then I suggest checking that out. ;)

There's a lot I have plans for in this sequel; without revealing too much, we'll be looking more into the characters that work with the Resistance, more into Ferb's corruption, and of course we will be introducing a new main character. That's right. A new MAIN character. X3

Then there's Doofenshmirtz and Schnitzel...oooh, the things I am going to do to THEM. X3

"Phineas and Ferb" belong to Dan Povenmire, and Jeff "Swampy" Marsh, who are still working for Disney (LONG LIVE THE EMPIRE!)

I own literally everything else! XD

...Well...except for one thing; but we'll get more into that later. ;3

I hope you guys enjoy this!

"We're about to enter a war."

P/F/P/F

"...Candace?"

"Hm?"

"I...I can't stop thinking about..."

"I'm sorry, Isabella. You weren't supposed to know about-."

"I know, I know...but...I can't help but feel so...ill about it."

"Why?"

"...Why? WHY?! Think of what we're DOING, Candace! Without even KNOWING it, no less! If the Resistance found out-!"

"That's why they can't find out. I know what I'm doing seems sadistic, but trust me, it's for the greater good."

"And what about...her? You're just...I don't know...it feels wrong."

"There's no other way. Not after all she's been through."

"What do you...you erased our memories of her, didn't you? She was a member here, wasn't she?"

"...Yes."

"How did you-?"

"I made a deal with someone. And before you ask, I must keep him anonymous, otherwise you'll question my methods."

"You mean more than I already am?"

"Exactly."

"Sigh...of all the decisions you've made, I swear this is...bah!"

"Please, Isabella, you've got to be quiet. You'll wake everyone."

"Alright, but I'm only doing this because you're the leader and all...you're insane, Candace."

"Perhaps...do you trust me?"

"Huh?"

"Do you trust me, Isabella?"

"...Why wouldn't I?"

"Because you're the one who just called me 'insane'."

"Oh...well...of course I trust you, Candace. Why else would you be able to convince me to side with you all this time?"

"Then promise me that you'll keep this between us."

"Wha-?"

"Please, Isabella. If anything happens, I won't be able to forgive myself. Please. I ask this not as your leader, but as a friend."

"Candace, I...sigh...alright...I'll keep my mouth shut. But someone else is gonna find out, you know?"

"For sure...but this will be kept in the dark long enough, yes?"

"...Right."

"Trust me, Isabella. I...I don't want to do this to her either. But...given her...stability...we don't have much of a choice in the matter."

"I...I guess so. I understand."

"Good."

(Twelve hours after the collapse of DEI...)

"So...we're back to the start of all of this."

"Eeyup."

"You're gonna end up telling me why you planned all of this, right?"

The cybernetic pygmy goat, Applejack, who had machinery on one side of his face and a black collar around his neck that attached itself to his metal half with a wire of some sort, snorted a bit at his comrade's words. His friend, or to put it mildly his partner, was none other than the secret agent platypus, Perry. Applejack tilted his head towards Perry's direction, nearly sticking out his tongue. "I have no idea what you're talkin' about," he said with a heir of sarcasm, "Gotta be more specific, Agent P."

"You know damn well of what I'm talking about," Perry glowered, "You mean to frigging tell me that you KNEW all of this was going to happen back there?!"

"Well, of course," Applejack nodded, "Though, admittedly, I didn't expect Ferb to act so hostile...and then suddenly lending a hand? Pfft. I don't trust him one bit."

"Neither do I...and that's coming from me," Perry shook his head, "But we're getting off topic; you made me waste several months, Applejack, wondering if my owner was okay, and-and you're telling me this was all a part of 'the plan'?!"

"'Course," Applejack said, "For one thing, had I let you go in the first place-."

"-Enough of that bull-crap, I can handle things my own!"

"Sure, sure, says the guy who LOST IT upon seeing his old nemesis supposedly DIE during the collapse of his own base."

Perry fell silent at these words as Applejack began to smack his lips patronizingly. The platypus soon looked back to Applejack with a question in mind. "What do you mean 'supposedly'?" he asked.

Applejack rolled his eyes, both organic and mechanical. "You HONESTLY believe that Doofenshmirtz, Doofenshmirtz," the goat managed to emphasize the dictator's name with greatness in spite his feelings towards the guy, "Could die that easily if Monogram managed to survive? Sheesh, you love him more than you have faith in the guy...odd...no wonder the ships live on between you two."

Perry's face grew red with rage at Applejack's joking, but soon calmed down as the goat cleared his throat and continued, "In all seriousness, though, I've been hearing that Candace is going to be sending out some troops nearest to DEI to see if there's anything left there. And while Ferb was taking us back, I couldn't help but hear him mumbling to himself...probably to Monogram through a device, though I honestly didn't SEE one with him. Back to the topic, I thought I heard him say something about 'not being able to scan for bodies' or whatever...so...I'm assuming the guy managed to survive."

"Well, he better be," Perry sighed, rubbing his temples, "For Phineas' sake...I never saw the kid so upset before. Even for Ferb, he...it's like he reached a breaking point somewhere back there."

"I don't blame him," Applejack sighed, "I mean, his father's an evil dictator, his mother's lost it, his brother is...undecided, I suppose...then there's Candace."

Perry opened up his bill to say something. He'd been wondering about Applejack's relationship with Candace ever since it was brought up before. All Perry seemed to understand was that it was rough currents between them; they didn't seem to trust each other, and they definitely didn't like talking to each other. Well, at least Candace didn't like talking to Applejack. It was one of the reasons why Applejack remained without a translator for all these years.

At least, until today, and Perry was still wondering if he had made the right decision.

Before Perry could say anything, as he opened up, the devil herself entered the room. Candace stepped out the door, with Phineas lying in a bed, trying to peer through his older sister's body to see if anyone else was there. Candace stepped out of the way of the entrance and Phineas' face lit up at the sight of Perry, who immediately brushed off his thoughts to Applejack and ran in to hug his owner. The door closed, leaving Perry to ramble at Phineas and scold him for scaring him like a nervous wreck that he was in his native tongue, to which Phineas laughed upon realizing that his pet had 'forgotten' his translator outside, and unaware of the tension this mere action had brought upon his sister.

Candace and Applejack stared at each other, silence taking center stage, yet the moment itself seemed more intense than it was awkward. They stared at each other, neither blankly nor angrily. A serious tone suddenly changed the usually enthusiastic pygmy goat, who frowned at Candace. The Resistance leader gave a similar expression, though this was her usual look anyway, so it wasn't really much to mention in the first place.

"The collar?" Candace asked.

Applejack slowly smirked as he went to put on the said device around his neck with the help of his mechanical horn, which extended out a claw of some kind that doubled as a hand. He clicked on the invention, and cleared his throat, almost mockingly. Out came a thick southern drawl, one that Applejack himself appeared proud of.

"My, 'Ah DO sound sexy," Applejack giggled, "'Ah missed this voice, here, 'Ah did."

Candace scoffed at Applejack's self-fawning, having to clear her throat about five minutes later in order to grab his attention. The pygmy goat's ears rose up, and he turned his attention back to the matter at hand. Applejack's grin remained, however. "So," he said, "Perry told you, did he?"

"The moment you two got back," Candace said, "And, of course, when we had a moment alone. He convinced me to let you speak with me without any force."

"Ooh, so he DOES like me," Applejack grinned, "'Ah feel loved."

"Ugh, shut up," Candace said, "The only reason why he's doing this is because he felt that you'd be able to speak yours and his feelings about a certain matter better than he could."

"Eeyup," Applejack said with a quick nod, "I almost forgot about that, actually. The whole Mutant hoo-ha left me in a daze, it seems."

"Just talk already so I can get back to work," Candace sighed, "It's enough that I had to cut my visit with my brother short JUST to have this conversation with YOU."

Applejack looked unimpressed. "That's actually what 'Ah wanted ta talk about, Candace," he said, "'Ah suppose you'd care to explain the whole brother mishap, hm? Ferb?"

Candace appeared to be unnerved by this. "What about-?"

"-Ya' lied to your own FAMILY about him, didn't you?" Applejack's grin faded into a scowl, "Ferb's your brother, ain't he?!"

Applejack pointed his hoof at Candace accusingly, the Resistance leader giving a calm look to the pygmy goat in spite her current situation. She had to remain firm, she had figured. It took self-control to handle these types of situations, after all. "Of course he is," Candace said, "And it was probably foolish of me to not tell Perry in the first place about what had really happened to Ferb, especially given the circumstances."

"How could ya' do that, Candace?" Applejack asked, "'Ah mean, 'Ah'm an annoyin' little turd, but even 'Ah wouldn't stoop so low as to-!"

"-It was to keep them from worrying," Candace said, "Ferb was adamant about joining the Resistance the moment he found out about it. I couldn't turn him down, even if I wanted to."

"What about 'keepin' your family members safe'?"

"We need all the help we can get from this, Applejack. I probably could've been able to convince him to back down, but at the same time I took our situation under consideration. Aside from that, he proved himself, didn't he?"

"And what about Monogram?"

"After Ferb's betrayal, you remember him trying to call me, right?"

"Yeah. The moment ya' left him to-."

"Be quiet and listen."

Applejack growled as he lied his body down, grumbling. Candace continued, "I managed to give Monogram a call using your old OWCA communicator after he found Ferb. He said that he could help whip him back into shape; make him see the light of his actions."

"So," Applejack said slowly, "Monogram's a secret ally to ya', is he? Well, ya' could'a tol' me, at least. 'Ah'm one of his former agents, for cryin' out loud!"

"We both know what you would've done," Candace said, "You're not exactly on good terms with him, either."

"Too true," Applejack sighed, "Ya' got me there...still, was this all worth turnin' Ferb into a mindless robot?"

"He's still a human being, Applejack."

"Yeah? Well, he ain't no sentient now is he? 'Ah mean, did ya' see him in the eyes?! They're completely soulless, it's like he been turned into a Cy-!"

Applejack's eyes widened, and he soon regretted his choice words as he cringed. Candace nearly felt sympathy for him, but showed none of it to him. "It's for the sake of our home," Candace said, "There was no other way...believe me, I didn't want to have to hurt him...but it was to save him. You should know that."

"Save him from what?" Applejack asked, "His injuries, or his beliefs?"

"You know what I mean, Applejack."

"Then it's from his beliefs, yes?"

Candace growled as Applejack looked smug again, though the anger had yet to die down. "I don't have time to explain myself to you," she said, "I have work."

"All the boring ones do, Candy," Applejack said, "All the boring ones do."

"Make sure you give that back to Perry," Candace said, pointing at the pygmy goat's translator, "I don't want you abusing it like in the past."

"Whatever you say, Candace dear."

"And DON'T call me that. Or Candy, for that matter. I'm not a little girl."

Applejack sighed as Candace walked away, leaving the goat to himself. He thought about going against Candace's orders, feeling that perhaps he would feel better about today's events if he went about messing with everyone. Instead, he decided to go against it, which was something that even surprised him now that he thought about it. He just didn't have the energy to do it right now.

(Three days after the collapse at DEI)

Schnitzel snarled as she managed to push Doofenshmirtz away from the door with the help of some other doctors. It seemed like a full hour had gone by with the struggle that had taken place the moment that Doofenshmirtz had been allowed out of his bed. Having known him long enough, Schnitzel immediately pieced together his intentions, and went for the assault. Doofenshmirtz didn't take it kindly the slightest.

"Heinz, will you CALM DOWN?! You're still not in the condition to-!"

"I CAN DO WHATEVER THE HELL I PLEASE, ALICE!"

The retort came out as a roar, and Schnitzel bid fair-thee-well to her eardrums as did the other doctors who tried to calm Doofenshmirtz's fit of rage. Schnitzel chuckled irritably. "We both know that you're just being crazy," she said, "So why don't you let the nice doctors take you back to bed so you can heal up, okay?"

"DO NOT TREAT ME LIKE THAT, OR I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL END YOU!"

Schnitzel sweated nervously for the umpteenth time that day, and she found herself sighing. "Heinz," she said in a more sympathizing way, "I understand you're worried about Phineas, but you can't just go out there and not expect to be instantly KO'd."

"EASY FOR YOUR TO SAY, YOU FRIGGING BI-!"

"Sir, with all due respect, please," one of the doctors said firmly, "She's right. You won't be able to do much of anything if you go on like this. Your injuries haven't even fully healed yet. The odds of you being able to-"

"Damn those odds!" Doofenshmirtz said, managing to barrel through the group of doctors, including Schnitzel, out of his way as he made it down the hall...for about a minute before he collapsed from exhaustion, something that he had been doing a lot since he was placed into the facility.

Everyone stared at him for a moment, marveling at how he managed to flee farther down the hall than last time, while Schnitzel's thoughts were how desperately stupid Doofenshmirtz was being. She slowly face-palmed, and shook her head sadly. "Oh, Heinz..."

A/N:

Well, here we are! The sequel! I know, I posted this at the same time as the one-shot I posted, but I decided to screw it and post this too (hopefully to distract you from the one-shot...I'm serious. I don't know why I put it up. O_O;).

In any case, to avoid confusion, from now on without translators, Perry and Applejack will be talking in italics. With their translators, they'll be speaking in their own distinct accents; for Perry, it'll be Scottish ('cause I like him as a Scot), and for Applejack it'll be Southern (since his owner was a southerner).

I'm proud of this first chapter. Really, I am! I'm usually bad at beginnings, but this one seems to be okay! :D

Well, I hope you enjoyed! Please, review, follow, favorite, and have a nice day/evening/night!

-GTS