A/N: Here's the next chapter, fellow readers. You may have noticed that I had titled each chapter starting with a "-ing" verb. Simple, yet fun :-)

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Chapter 7: Encountering the Resistance

I joined both dimensional versions of my brothers in the foyer. Phineas had an idea. "Well, I guess if you guys can't help us fix the remote, we could check with Isabella." My spirits lifted only a little. Isabella has always been so helpful to us in our dimension; perhaps this dimension's Izzy can also help us; although judging from how every citizen in Danville is living in fear of Doof2, I couldn't get my hopes up.

"Who's Isabella?" asked Phineas2.

"The girl who lives across the street," I answered. Phineas2 never met Isabella2 in this dimension? I wonder why?

"Mom says that talking to neighbors can be dangerous," answered Phineas2. Linda2's voice from the basement confirmed that statement. Oh, that's why.

"Well, it's time you met her," encouraged Phineas. "Come on, you'll like her." All five of us: Me, my Phineas and Ferb, as well as Phineas2 and Ferb2 headed out the door.


"Wait, wasn't it raining hard a minute ago when Perry left?" I asked. The ground was completely dry as if it never did rain.

"Actually, Candace," Ferb answered. "It was raining to add to the sadness of the story."

"Ferb," Phineas accused. "Are you and Candace breaking the fourth wall?"

"Yes, yes we are," we both sheepishly said.

"Anyway," Phineas2 continued to get back on the story. "What about the Norm Bots?" All four brothers started to sneak across the street, with me in the rear.

"We've been avoiding them all day," I reassured him. "If we're really careful, then-" We were stopped by a single Norm Bot, which had its "pleasant face" out.

"Okay, we got to be more careful than that," I grouched.

"May I please see your identification?" it asked in a pleasant voice exactly the same as the Norm robot that assists OUR Doofenshmirtz with his evil schemes back in our dimension. When we hesitated, the robot switched its head to its "evil armored head" and spoke in an emotionless threatening voice, "Display your travel papers or be destroyed."

Remembering Perry's last request to me to protect the boys, I instinctively pulled out the rope from earlier, and jumped in front of the boys. NO ONE harms my brothers. As if I was on autopilot, I lassoed the hovering machine and told the boys to run. As we all turned to do so, there was the sound of zapping. I looked back to see it was malfunctioning. I called the boys back.

By the time the boys returned, the Norm Bot has collapsed onto the ground, having its wires pulled out by someone. "Man, I can't stand these things," grumbled our rescuer.

"Hey, it's Buford," said Phineas.

"Or rather," I pointed out, "the Buford of this Dimension." He had the same face as our friend, but his brown hair was a Mohawk instead of a buzz-cut.

"Who are you guys?" questioned Buford2.

"We're Candace's brothers," Phineas answered. "We're on our way to Isabella's place."

"Are you part of the Resistance?" Phineas2 asked Buford2.

"I used to be in the Resistance, but I got so good at it that I started resisting them," he answered.

"Wait," I asked. "There's a resistance?" Buford2 briefly explained that the Resistance was formed to oppose Doof2. Well, we may actually have some help in this dimension, after all.


We followed Buford2 through the gate to Isabella2's place. All of the sudden, we all fell into an underground room. In the dark, many small figures jumped toward us, and before I knew it, all six of us were lassoed, quite well compared to my attempt to tie up the Norm Bot. The lights switched on.

"What'cha doin'?" said a familiar, yet tough-sounding question.

"Isabella?" guessed Phineas. Actually, it was Isabella of the 2nd Dimension. She was looking suddenly fashionable in her military-style camo outfit compared to the Isabella from our dimension dressed in pink.

"Do I know you?" she asked my brother while keeping a tough stance.

"Hey, Isabella," Buford2 alerted her.

"Ugh, him I know." She leaned down to him. "Buford, what do you want? I thought you were resisting us."

"I was helping Candace's brothers cross the street."

"Candace has a clone and two sets of twin brothers?"

"No," I pointed out MY brothers. "We're from another dimension and are trying to get back."

"Alright girls, release them." She ordered. Into the light stepped six girls all Isabella's age. I recognized them as the other dimensional versions of the Fireside Girls; although, I learned later that they are called the "Firestorm Girls" Apparently, they are the main fighting force of the Resistance. They untied us and we all followed Isabella2 into the other room.


I ran ahead inside to take in the sight of what was evidently the Resistance's headquarters "It's dark in here." I jumped at the sound of my own voice that has suddenly turned deep. I managed to find a light switch and turned it on. Sure enough, I saw what was messing up my voice, a topiary made out of wild parsnips in the shape of a ninja-like man. I retreated far from the plant. "Who made this out of wild parsnips?" I demanded as my voice turned back to normal by the time I re-group with the others. "I'm allergic and it's messing my voice." I sounded normal. As long as I stay this far away from the topiary, I'll be fine.

"Sorry," Isabella2 apologized. "Anyways, why did you want to come to this dimension?"

"We didn't mean to come here," responded Phineas. "Now we can't get back unless we can fix this device." He showed her the remote that was supposed to open a portal back home, but instead opened up into an unfamiliar dimension.

"Well, we have someone who can help you." She led us to a large computer screen on the side of the room opposite the side with the topiary. The chair in front of it turned around, revealing another familiar face: Dr. Baljeet, counterpart of our Baljeet back home. He was wearing a grey lab coat over his dooferalls and had a recording device attached to his head. His black hair style appeared to be piled up like a curvy ice cream scoop, unlike the neatly-combed hair of our friend.

According to Dr. Baljeet, the reason we couldn't just jump straight back home was simple. Think of the universe and all of the many dimensions as circular. The energy flows between the dimensions in a clockwise order. My brothers and I were currently standing in the 2nd Dimension, so the portal could only open to what was evidently the 3rd Dimension, filled with giant, oddly-colored flowers and lizards. Going clockwise with the flow of energy would be easy. Going counterclockwise would take so much energy that it would overload the local power grid. Without enough power, we would have to travel the long way around. Eventually, we would get home, but there is no telling how many dimensions we would have to go through.

Phineas stepped up "Well, do you think you can get enough power to open the portal backwards so we can get home?" We had no time to waste; we must get home before our parents find out we were gone.

Dr. Baljeet thought for a moment. "Well, we should probably ask our leader."

"Ask your leader what?" said a deep voice. Everyone looked at me.

"That wasn't me," I said in my normal voice. We all turned toward a doorway near the topiary.

"Okay, who made the topiary out of wild parsnips? I'm allergic, and it's messing up my voice!" The owner of the deep voice stepped into the room. The eyes of my brothers and I widen in surprise, as we recognized her!

I thought to myself, Well, I guess it WAS "me."


A/N: Yep. Candace and her brothers had finally met the leader of the Resistance, the last person they expected to be the leader, yet makes sense when they think about it.

Until next chapter, R&R. I am out! Peace!