After some digging, Mark finally emerged from the trash, with a dirtied clump of hair in his tentacle.

"Hey guys", Mark announced, "I found your wig thi- OH MY LARD!"

Mark dropped the wig as he saw his Vick-ay, as well as his newfound friends, getting carried away by some vaguely familiar-looking robots.

"Oh no no no, this is bogus!" Mark panicked. "My buds and the lovely Vick-ay are being captured by what looks to be those suckybots! Except they have the dude bot's face now!"

He stared at the Eliminator-like robots with anger, as they flew away.

"I know what to do!"

He crouched, preparing to jump, and then launched himself towards one of the bots, which coincidentally carried Vicky and Doof.

"Cool trick, huh?" Mark grinned, as he latched himself on the bot, causing it to go off-course. "Learned that from a video game with squids! Now, I'm gonna teach you suckybots a lesson!"

Mark then twisted on the weird buckle on his belt. It changed him into various animals.

"Hey um, I appreciate your effort, but we don't have all day", Heinz told Mark. "Also, my daughter is also caught by these evil Norm guys..."

"Hold on, pharmacist dude", Mark said. "Gotta figure out which Fake-I-Fier setting gives me the Changaroo..."

But before Mark could find the right setting, the ElimiNormbot that carried Norm used said captive to slap Mark off his fellow ElimiNormbot, causing Mark to plummet down to the junkyard below him.

"I'LL GET YOU NEXT TIME, SUCKYBOOOOOOTS!" Mark yelled as he fell down.

Finally, he landed in a heap of trash, causing the garbage to fly all over the place.

"Oof... my back..." Mark lamented. "Good thing all this junk broke my fall."

He then watched the ElimiNormbots disappear in the horizon.

"This is such bull", Mark sighed.

Then, he realized something. "Wait, this ain't over yet! I can use my Fake-I-Fier to turn into a bird, and follow those sucky bots to wherever they're headed to! I can still save my Vick-ay!"

He twisted on the buckle of his belt... only to find out nothing has happened.

"Aw man, it must've been broken when I got slammed off those sucky bots", Mark realized. He sighed in defeat. "Guess that's it, then. I failed you, Vick-ay. I failed all of you. Worst of all, I'm the only one who saw this. No one's gonna believe me..."

That last part wasn't actually true.

A squirrel from a nearby had secretly witnessed the whole thing as well.

He went into a hole in the tree's bark... but not before putting his small fedora on.

The same squirrel OWCA agent that had reported on Phineas and Ferb's kidnapping, had just witnessed his organization's top agent being abducted by weird robots that looked slightly like the Normbots from the 2nd Dimension.

Where they were taking him, he had no clue. What they needed of him, he didn't know either. Why they also took Doofenshmirtz, he hadn't even the faintest idea.

But what he did know, is that Major Monogram had to be reported immediately. You don't see a top agent and his nemesis get kidnapped by the same force everyday. Hopefully, he could help out.

Finally, Chloe, Buford, Baljeet and Tootie arrived at the Dimmsdale Arcade.

"So, where should we be headed first?" Tootie asked.

"Might as well try looking for them at Martian WarZone first", Chloe concluded.

They went to the Martian WarZone cabinets, but no Timmy or Trixie in sight.

"Welp, what now?" Buford queried.

"Scour through the arcade", Chloe stated.

They searched, and searched, and searched... but still no signs of Timmy, Trixie, or any of their friends.

"Chloe, are you sure they're here?" Tootie asked exasperated.

"They should be", Chloe grumbled. "Timmy would've texted me if they went elsewhere."

"Perhaps, we should ask one of the clerks", Baljeet suggested, pointing towards one of them wandering around.

"Good idea, Baljeet!" Chloe lit up, approaching the clerk, as Tootie, Buford and Baljeet followed. "Excuse me!"

As the clerk turned around, Chloe continued: "We're looking for our friends: one has a pink hat and buck teeth, another has a triangular head and a third has green hair."

"And 'nuther has a really long neck!" Buford added.

"And another had a very pretty face", Tootie intervened.

"Have you seen anyone like those recently, by chance?" Chloe asked.

The clerk pondered. "Well, I have, but I guess they must've left since I haven't seen them anymore since 10 o'clock", he answered. "Which is odd, since I've never seen them head for the exit, either."

"That IS odd", Buford agreed.

"Umm... have you seen anyone else exit the place?" Baljeet asked.

"Yeah, five guys identical to Bob over there, down to the uniform", the clerk answered, pointing towards the employee in question. "Which is also odd, since Bob never told me he had a twin brother, let alone five sextuplet ones."

Chloe frowned as she pondered. "I see..."

"Thanks for the info", Tootie said.

"No prob", the clerk said. "Oh, wait, before I go, I need to give you this."

The clerk handed Chloe a tablet.

"There was this kid with the pink glasses among your friends who would occasionally play on this thing", he explained. "When I was cleaning up the place, I found this. Kid must've dropped it by accident. Can I entrust you with it?"

"Sure, we will give it back to him", Baljeet said. The four kids then waved the clerk goodbye.

Chloe stared at the tablet with an even more furrowed expression.

"This is Irving's tablet, right?" Chloe questioned.

"Y'know what, yer right", Buford realized. "This IS Irving's Upload-Fez."

"UPAFDS", Baljeet corrected.

"Funnypants. Got it", Buford noted.

Baljeet sighed. "Never mind the name: the fact that we have it right here is potentially catastrophic!"

"...Why?" Tootie asked. "People lose stuff all the time."

"No, you do not get it", Baljeet explained. "This is Irving's Ultimate Phineas and Ferb Digital Scrapbook, in which he stores photos of all their inventions. Irving is obsessed with anything related to Phineas and Ferb, so he is practically glued to that thing! It would be absolutely unlike him to just lose it... unless something happened to him!"

"Yeah, that's what I'm thinking, too", Chloe added. "I also don't buy that Timmy and friends have left the arcade without actually heading for the exit... And I really doubt that this Bob has like five twin brothers."

"You cannot have five twin brothers", Baljeet corrected, "twins only come in sets of two."

"Whatever", Chloe dismissed. "Point is, there's something fishy going on, and somehow, I get the feeling that Timmy, Phineas and Ferb have been kidnapped."

"Unless they suddenly learned shapeshifting powers", Buford interrupted.

"...There were only five clones of Bob, Buford", Baljeet sighed. "Not nine."

"So, if they're kidnapped, what now?" Tootie asked.

"...I have no idea", Chloe uttered, fearing for her friends' lives.

Abracatraz, the largest high-secure prison of Fairy World. Now, a detention center for every magical being Remy, Crocker and Rodney could get their hands on.

Sure, not as big of a change as an amusement park being overtaken by evil sentient plants to turn it into a human prison, but to be fair, that has not happened yet. Plus, there's still a change, since most of the imprisoned now are innocent.

Five ElimiNormbots have arrived at one floor. They hovered past the cell doors, which were shielded with a thick, metallic and chilly door each, so prisoners could only contact with their cellmates.

The group of ElimiNormbots stopped. One pressed a button on the wall to open the metallic plate door, revealing the leader of the Anti-Fairies, Anti-Cosmo, behind the bars.

"Oh, thank goodness, we're getting freed", he said.

The ElimiNormbot changed his Norm head to a helmet and said: "NONE OF YOU ARE GETTING FREED."

"Well, I guess that means we're getting a new cellmate, and I'm still thankful regardless", Anti-Cosmo complained. "I mean, I'm getting sick of my cellmates! One can only speaks gibberish, and the other repeats the same word over and over!" He gestured towards a redhaired nymph in green, and a crosseyed gnome with a scruffy beard.

"Ellway, aybemay ouyay ouldshay earnlay omesay igpay atinlay orfay onceway", the nymph grumbled.

"Shmebulock", the gnome grunted.

"See? How can I have a conversation with freaks like those?" Anti-Cosmo ranted. "At least have the decency to reunite me with my family!"

"YOU STAY PUT", the ElimiNormbot replied. "NEW CELLMATES IS ALL YOU'RE GONNA-"

"EXCUSE ME", one of the other ElimiNormbots intercepted, causing the first one to revert back to the Norm head, "BUT THE BOSS SAID OUR PRISONERS SHOULD BE PUT IN CELL G-123. THIS IS CELL G-122."

"OH, I GUESS I WAS ONE CELL OFF", the first one realized. "MY BAD." He pressed the button again, causing the metal door to close.

"NO WAIT, come back!" Anti-Cosmo pleaded, trying to stick his arms through the jail bars as the metal door slowly closes down. "You do not know how much I yearn for cellmates with actual decent speech! These guys are driving me crazy, you hear?! Please, I beg of yo- OUCH! Consarn these Cold Iron bars. Ahem. Anyway, please! Don't leave me-"

BWOOM!

The door has closed.

The ElimiNormbots then went one cell to the right and opened its respective cell door, revealing Cosmo, Wanda, Poof and Jorgen.

"GOOD NEWS", one of them announced.

"Ooh, are we free?" Cosmo giddied.

"NO", another one replied coldly.

"Aw, boo", Cosmo grumbled. "Then it's no good news at all..."

"OF COURSE IT IS", another ElimiNormbot said. "YOU'RE GETTING NEW CELLMATES."

They unlocked the iron bar door, extended their funnel-esque vortexes and dumped a bunch of unconscious kids in the cell, before closing both doors.

Wanda recognized a few of them.

"Oh, no, they got Timmy!" Wanda exclaimed. "And..."

And Trixie.

And Phineas and Ferb.

And Candace.

And AJ and Chester.

And Isabella, and Irving too.

"Oh dear..."

Outside of the cell, the ElimiNormbots can hear that another group of ElimiNormbots is approaching.

More specifically, they heard the complaining of one of their captives.

"You know, you're clenching my torso way to tightly", a middle-aged man with a Drusselstenian accent could be heard. "I'm not made of metal, you know! Okay, I guess my arms are, but the point is, I could suffocate, and what's the point of a dead prisoner-"

"COULD YOU BE QUIET FOR ONCE, OLD MAN?!" a cranky teenage girl snapped. "Seriously, you've been complaining ever since we got caught by these... things!"

Once the ElimiNormbots reached their destination, the group that was already there identified these voices belonging to Doofenshmirtz and Vicky, respectively, who were captured alongside Veronica, Vanessa and Perry.

"THERE YOU GUYS ARE", one ElimiNormbot greeted the new arrivals. "CELL G-124 IS RIGHT HERE."

They opened the celldoor of G-124 and dumped the five humans in there.

Another ElimiNormbot arrived, carrying Norm.

"SORRY FOR BEING LATE, BUT THIS HANDSOME FELLOW IS QUITE THE HASSLE TO CARRY", he told the rest.

"WHY, THANK YOU FOR THE COMPLIMENT", Norm told his captor, right before he got dumped into cell G-124 alongside Doof, Vicky, Vanessa, Perry and Veronica.

The ElimiNormbots closed the celldoors and left.

One lone ElimiNormbot entered the throne room, where he met with Rodney, Crocker, and a seemingly impatient Remy.

"SIRS, TWO OF OUR TEAMS HAVE RETURNED FROM THE TEST ROUND", it announced.

"Excellent", Rodney grinned. "Which ones?"

"THE ONE LOOKING FOR TIMMY, PHINEAS AND FERB, AND THE ONE LOOKING FOR DOOFENSHMIRTZ."

"Most excellent", Crocker smirked.

"Bleh", Remy objected. "What's taking the one looking for Trixie so long, then? She should've been my queen half a minute ago."

"IF IT CHEERS YOU UP, MILORD, TRIXIE TANG WAS FOUND ALONGSIDE TIMMY, PHINEAS AND FERB."

"...You know what, Crocker's right. This is utmost excellent", Remy lit up. "Guys, I think it's time we pay our prisoners a little visit."