Chapter twelve

"Did Phineas and Ferb make a clone of me or something?" Isabella asked, confused. There was two of her! TWO! That was one too many. How could there be two of her?

"No! I don't think they would even try cloning, Isabella. It is illegal on humans, you know." Other dimension Isabella told her, secretly a little amused by Isabella's reaction to seeing her true appearance.

"Then how! It's impossible for you to exist. This is all just a crazy dream! I'll wake up and you'll be gone!" Isabella yelled, refusing to believe.

Jasmine sighed. It was going to take a lot of explaining to get Isabella to believe she really existed.

Phineas sat in the room with his brother and their friends, catching up on all that had happened since they had last seen each other. Apparently, other dimension Phineas and Ferb's parents hadn't even shown their faces much after they'd seen the Doofenchannel broadcast. They had hidden their selves away, forcing the children to look after each other until everything was clear again. Candace could be heard yelling at them in the panic room a lot, sometimes just telling them to grow up and be the adult, and sometimes going all out, reminding them who had been forced to be the adult for years because they weren't strong enough do it be their selves. Soon she had given up on her parents, and had decided it would be better to have her brothers with her in the resistance.

"So why did she suddenly decide to send you here?" Phineas asked, looking confused.

"Well, she didn't really send us… like Isabella said, we were sent here on a mission. Candace had noticed how far out of his way Doofenshmirtz went, just to capture you, and decided to send someone to guard you. Ferb, Isabella, and I all volunteered for to come protect you. Basically, we're your babysitters until everything is clear." Other dimension Phineas cracked up as he was saying this. Phineas looked shocked at first, but then he realized Candace's true intentions with sending her little brothers here. They weren't here to be his babysitters; they were here to be babysat. That would be the only reason why she would even let her brothers in the resistance. And now, they had been dumped on Phineas and Ferb to be watched over. "I don't know why Isabella volunteered though. She would have been much more comfortable with Candace and everyone else in the resistance, because she's much more of a girl of action than anything else. Maybe she thought she'd have more action here, once Doofenshmirtz showed up?"

"Maybe, maybe not. Who knows?" Phineas asked, almost laughing as he looked over at Ferb, who was blushing slightly. It felt weird, knowing that he and Ferb both had a crush on the same person… almost. But he had realized how cute the two were together when they had been hugging as if there was not another person in the world, and he was happy for both of them. He decided to change the subject. "I think it's time for bed, don't you guys? I mean, knowing Ferb and I, we're probably going to be really busy tomorrow anyway, so we might as well get a good night sleep tonight. You two could either sleep on the floor, or come get in either one of these beds. There's enough room for you." Phineas noticed the slightly grateful look in Ferb's eyes as he made himself comfortable. Phineas fell asleep within seconds, not noticing when both other dimension Phineas and Ferb crawled in on either side of his bed, making themselves comfortable in bed with him. Ferb watched them all fall asleep with quiet tears running down his cheeks. He'd never compete with the relationship those three had together. Sometimes he still felt like he was still so far away from his brother.

Little did any of them know that Phineas's nightmares were getting worse. And now that he could remember each one, they haunted him through each moment, no matter how optimistic he always acted. Because the memories of all those faces that he had seen, all the people who had been tortured, were faces that could never leave his mind. Especially Annabelle, the girl he was seconds away from saving.

Doofenshmirtz messed with something on the lab table. He had finally found the perfect place to work. It was almost as good as his old lab when he had ruled over the Tri-state area. 'Don't worry, Heinz. Soon, you'll be working on all your evil experiments in the best labs ever built. No one will be able to stop you. They will be too busy following your every order. Soon, there will be no one to stop you.' He told himself this as he worked. On and on the work went. It dragged itself on forever, threatening to never stop. If he didn't know this work would all pay off soon enough, he would have quit a long time ago.

Finally, after what felt like years of labor done on his newest experiment, his work was complete. He pulled back, exhausted. He was almost ready to go to sleep, but first he knew he needed to test how good he had done this time. He sighed, pulling out a remote. He pressed the top button on it, and the sound of things hovering filled the air. His tired expression turned into an evil joy. His experiment worked.

"Now it is finally time to begin the invasion. Soon, they will all pay for what they have done to me, and they will force so many others to suffer with them. Soon, everyone will know the name of Heinz Doofenshmirtz." Doofenshmirtz yelled into the almost pure darkness of the lab he had been working so hard in. All there was to do now is sleep.

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Here's chapter twelve :D! I'm doing a little better now... Friday was just a really, REALLY hard day for me. I haven't even told anyone all that had happened. I don't want to start crying again today.

Anyway, Isabella's having a really hard time beliving Alt Isabella. She thinks she's imagining her right now. It's a little funny, actually XD! And Phineas is catching up with Alt Phineas and Ferb. I bet he missed them a lot :).

Sorry that I've been kind of bad at updating my stories as of lately. I think the main reason why is because I've been losing a lot of comfidence in myself lately. I really haven't been thinking my writing is all that good lately, and it's been making me almost want to give up on writing. I know I won't, but it's just been really hard for me lately. I think most of it is from all the stress of everything in my life as of lately, because I've been letting it all build up. I'll try getting over it soon though, and updating more regularly.