A/N: Hello! Myron Greenleaf here... But you knew that! Alright, new chapter! YAY!
ONTO THE CHAPTER!


Vanessa came back shortly and promptly with a big smile on her face. "Good news, guys," she said. "You're both ready to leave the hospital wing of The Resistance."

Phineas perked up at this new news. "That's awesome!" he said.

"Wait a minute," Vanessa said, coming over and forcing him back down into a more comfortable position. "It'll take a while to get you unhooked from all of these machines, so be patient while I work on it."

Vanessa started humming to the tune that she had sung earlier as she busied herself taking all of the machines offline and putting them away, taking out the IVs and being careful not to disturb Phineas' left arm, which was still in a cast. Vanessa took her time, maybe ten minutes, before Phineas was unhooked. Vanessa then moved on to Ferb, taking the same amount of time before he was also unhooked.

"Great, now let's go find the other us's," Phineas said, getting up.

"Hold on, Phineas," Vanessa said, coming over to him really quickly. Phineas swung his legs over the side as Vanessa carefully removed the cast with a mini laser and put the broken arm in a sling. "There. Now it should be a little bit more comfortable as you continuously move around," the 10-year-old girl said.

"Thanks," Phineas said before getting off his bed, his legs barely able to support his weight. Ferb got off his bed as well, showing no signs of his legs being barely able to support themselves.

"I'm supposed to bring you to my boss and assistant boss before you can go and see your other selves," Vanessa explained as she watched both boys walk slowly towards the door.


It took ten minutes, lots of falling, almost falling down the stairs, and almost gaining a concussion by slamming a head into a metallic door, but finally, they reached HQ of The Resistance.

"Here we go," Vanessa said, typing in the password and the doors opening to reveal a not-so-grand HQ as Phineas would've been imagined.

Vanessa walked in, followed by the two stepbrothers. "Hey Candace," the 10-year-old girl said. "Phineas and Ferb are here just like you requested."

Alt. Candace was looking at the table when she heard Vanessa come in. With a tired sigh, she turned around to find her alternate versions of her brother and stepbrother. She looked at them closely. Phineas had his left arm in a navy blue sling and bluish/purplish bruises on his face, but he was otherwise fine. Ferb, on the other hand, had a nasty cut across his leg and yellowish/purplish bruises on his arm. The cut was well on its way to healing and the bruises looked better than Phineas'.

"They look like a burning hole took them and spit them back out," Alt. Candace noted. "But otherwise, alive and well and on the way to recovery."

"Of course they are, thanks to me," Vanessa said, not looking at her boss, but the two stepbrothers. More Phineas than Ferb. "Is it okay if I take them on their request?"

"Hold on," Alt. Candace said, motioning them forward. "I want you to meet the person who rescued you, who now has to guard you whenever you leave this building."

"Who?" Phineas asked as they walked towards Alt. Candace.

"Me," A voice said coming from another room. A figure looking similar to Phineas and Ferb, but because of the injuries to the head, they couldn't pinpoint it until she showed herself completely.

"Isabella!" Phineas said, smiling as soon as he recognized her. "You saved us from that evil dude?"

"Yep," Alt. Isabella said. "And I see you also met my cousin."

"That's me," Vanessa said as she grinned.

"So now can we visit our opposite selves?," Phineas asked.

"Sure," Vanessa said, going back to the door and keeping it open for them as they walked with Alt. Isabella walking behind them.


It took an hour to navigate underneath the underground tunnels, but they finally emerged in the backyard of the Flynn-Fletcher household.

"Here we go," Alt. Isabella said, opening the hatch and climbing out first, followed by Vanessa, who, in turn, helped both stepbrothers up and closed the latch behind them. "Come on, they're in here."

Phineas, Ferb, Vanessa, and Alt. Isabella peeked out from behind the corner to see two stepbrothers sitting on the couch.

Alt. Phineas spun the spinner on the board game they were playing. "And...hey, I got a one!" Alt. Phineas move his plastic counter forward one space. "Pick a Doofopoly instruction card." He read the card. "'Conform'. Hey, I can do that."

Phineas realized that he saw enough, so he stepped out from behind the wall with Ferb right behind him. "Hey guys," the 11-year-old boy said as he put on a pained smile.