Author's Note: I know, I know. Sorry. It's not that I've given up or caught writer's block, but school is back in full swing, and for the first time ever, I'm really overscheduled. Who knew being cast in a college play would be so time consuming… Meh… In my free time, I'm either studying or goofing off. …But mostly goofing off. ^^; I can't say that I'll pick up the pace, either. But don't give up hope! I WILL finish this story. Eventually.

The next morning, Isabella yawned and stretched. She was rested and ready to enact her diabolical plan. First, she had to return to the DEI building and make a few preparations. She got dressed, checked her dollhouse to make sure Stacy hadn't escaped, and headed to the kitchen for breakfast. All the while, Pinky pretended to be asleep. After she left, he immediately donned his agent hat and snuck over to the dollhouse. He carefully lifted the roof, reached in, and scooped up the miniaturized Stacy. She woke with a start, but Pinky quickly tied a miniature blindfold around her eyes.

"Whoah! What's going on? Where are you taking me!" Stacy pounded furiously on Pinky's paw, but he didn't let go. Instead, he pushed the dollhouse over, revealing a secret entrance to his lair. He jumped down the chute, and the dollhouse moved back into place.


The Photo-Transporter fired up. Doofenshmirtz opened his eyes, and then quickly closed them again.

"What's the matter, Doctor? Too much cuteness?" Isabella smiled deviously as she stepped off the teleport pad.

"I've just had enough of you and your sugary sweet brand of evil. Seriously, you're giving villains a bad name!"

Isabella giggled. "First of all, I'm sure you did a pretty good job of that yourself. And second, I bet you'll eat those words once you see my plan in action," she replied, stepping over to the Copy-and-Paste-inator. She gave the machine a quick, thorough inspection before turning it on and jumping into the copy chamber. Candace watched with intrigue and horror as a second Isabella materialized.

Doofenshmirtz stared, dumbfounded. "…Congratulations. You copied yourself. How are you supposed to take over the world with just two of you? Come on!" The doctor hit his forehead against the invisible box.

As the original Isabella climbed out of the machine, the clone stared at Doofenshmirtz, conveying a strange combination of pity and contempt with her gaze. "Really… it amazes me that you could create all of these wonderful toys with such little imagination."

"Why thank you, I… hey…" As Doofenshmirtz wrapped his head around the antagonistic comment, Isabella teleported away.


Phineas and Ferb walked into Isabella's backyard and found the girl waiting for them.

"Hey, guys," she said cheerfully.

"Hey, Isabella," Phineas replied. "Before we get started, I wanted to talk to you for a second." Ferb got the message and wandered over to the half-finished Nutritionizer, ignoring their conversation.

Isabella wasn't sure whether she should be ecstatic or suspicious. Had Phineas figured out her game? "Okay… What about?"

Phineas led her farther away from Ferb and the project. "There are a few things, actually. Candace called us last night." Isabella's eyes widened.


The other Isabella got to work moving Candace into the closet. She didn't get very far. A spinning hat flew by in front of her, nearly taking off Candace's nose. Isabella spun around and saw her own Chihuahua catch the hat. Pinky glared at her. She stared at him in disbelief, then looked at Stacy on the ground next to him.

"Pinky! What are you…" Pinky lunged at her before she finished her exclamation. She dodged, pulled out the Slow-motion-inator, and fired a few shots. Pinky avoided her and kept running across the room.

"Whaaaaaaaaat's goooooooooooooooooooing ooooooooooooon?…" Candace turned slowly, and Pinky made sure to keep out of her line of sight. A blast from the Slow-motion-inator hit her, making her movement almost completely imperceptible. Isabella pulled out the universal remote and tried stopping her dog with various inator's spread throughout the room. But Pinky was too quick. He made it to the switch on the wall and flicked on the Gigantinator, aiming it at Stacy. Isabella watched the beam fly past her and hit Candace's friend, returning Stacy to normal size. She was, of course, still blindfolded.

"Alright, that's it," Isabella hissed. She used the remote to aim the Turn-Everything-Evil-inator outside. Pinky sprinted toward her desperately, but couldn't reach her before she pushed the button.


"Listen Phineas, I can explain," the original Isabella declared. "I… I…" She looked into Phineas' confused eyes and felt trapped. But then a beam of energy struck the boy, and Isabella smiled victoriously. "I've been trying to get you to see things my way," she explained. "So, are you ready to join me?"

Phineas looked at the girl in astonishment. Then, slowly, his face darkened and he broke out into an evil grin. "Yes. Yes I am."