Trixie was staring in awe at the entrance of the apparent source of all her oneiric experiences. This spa looked like a temple dedicated to a deity, it was beautiful. She knew she was treated like a goddess at times, but to see this taking a literal form leaves her surprised.

A few others were equally mesmerized by the majestic appearance of the Spa of Dreams, those being Veronica, Isabella and Baljeet.

The girls (and Baljeet) were taken back to reality, for a lack of a better word, as Buford bellowed: "Hey, this where you need to be, right? Quit gawkin' and get in already!"

"Sheesh, okay, mister impatience", Trixie grunted, annoyed by Buford's attitude.

As the septet entered the spa, they are met with a reception desk lady that looks a little like Veronica.

"Good afternoon, madams… and sirs", the lady greeted them. "How may I help you?"

Trixie treaded forward and replied: "Umm… we're looking for dreams involving one Timmy Turner?"

"Ah yes, we got a handful of them recently", the receptionist noted. "Could you have a moment, please?"

The lady pulled a thick binder labeled 'Catalog' from her desk and began browsing through it.

"Let's see", she murmured. "Turner, Turner, Turner… Ah! Here it is! Now, if you would follow me, please."

The receptionist led Trixie and her friends through a hallway, passing by various doors. They have been labeled with various types of dreams a person could have: 'diurnal', 'nightmares', 'psychedelic', etc. One was particularly labeled 'UNDER CONSTRUCTION'.

"'Under Construction'? What's that supposed to mean", Trixie asked.

"Oh, that'll be done by the time your 16th birthday has passed", the lady replied. "We're waiting for the hormones to arrive, as they will fuel enough heat for that particular spa to create lots of steam. Behind that door will be the steamy dreams staying, after all."

"Uh, steamy dreams?" Trixie questioned.

"You'll understand when you're older", Candace whispered.

The lady then went through a door labeled 'romantic', and motioned the kids to follow her. Trixie obliged as the rest did, but noticed Veronica having a rather uneasy look on her face.

"Hey Ronnie, what's wrong", she asked, a little concerned of her friend.

Veronica then startled a bit, as if she was taken out of her thoughts. "It's… nothing", she said. "Let's follow that charming lady, shall we?"

Trixie furrowed her eyebrows a bit at this response. Call it woman's intuition, but she had a feeling Veronica was lying. Not about the charming lady – it looked like an older version of her, after all – but Trixie was sure there was more to that uneasy face than a simple 'nothing'. However, she felt like it wasn't the time to press Veronica further. Not yet. So she decided to just accept it for now and tread onward.

The receptionist lady then led the seven kids through a few more doors, before arriving at the final destination.

"Here you go, madams, and sirs", the lady announced. "Wing 'romantic', sector B, pool 12. This is where you will find all the dreams about Timmy Turner."

"Wait, all of them?" Baljeet asked. "Even the non-romantic ones?"

"Yes", the lady replied. "If you'll need me again, I'll be at the reception desk in the main hall. Before I go, however, I must say there's also a few dreams here that do not concern Timmy, and that it's a bit of an unsorted mess, and we can't help you about that, unfortunately. Good luck out there!"

As the lady left, Baljeet grumbled: "Unsorted mess, no wonder they do not even explain why some non-romantic dreams are found here. If I were in charge of this spa…"

"Too bad you're not, then", Trixie intercepted. She looked at the pool in front of her. Various bubbles were floating above the water, with an image reflecting inside each of them, representing a dream. "Come on, and help me find which dream is which, instead."

The seven kids decided to dip into the water, as their clothes instantaneously turned into appropriate swimwear.

"Ooh, neat", Chloe commented on the automatic wardrobe change. She looked it up through the fManual. "It appears that our clothes change to the appropriate outfit when we enter a body of water, and that it turns back when we step out of it."

"You know, this water actually feels relaxing", Candace noted. "It feels as if I'm actually dreaming."

"Well, if it wouldn't, then why bother call it the Spa of Dreams", Isabella said.

"I feel obliged to make bubbles", Buford commented, who was then slapped in the face by Trixie afterwards.

"NO", Trixie firmly replied. "Just help me find bubbles, instead." She picked up a bubble above her. The image displayed featured her and Timmy on the beach.

"I think this one was the one I got a few nights ago", Trixie mused. "Then maybe this one…"

She picked up another bubble. However, this one featured Chip Skylark.

"No, everyone has a celeb crush on Chip", she dismissed. "This one has nothing to do with Timmy."

"Hey, I found one with Remy", Veronica exclaimed.

"Ew, that must be from years ago", Trixie said with repulsion. "Put it back!"

"Okay, alright", Veronica scoffed.

Chloe examined the bubbles. They aren't neatly sorted at all, seeing the visions inside them differ greatly from one another.

"Baljeet is right", Chloe said. "The dreams are all over the place! It's gonna take a while before we know which ones are about Timmy and which ones are irrelevant."

"See? What did I tell you?" Baljeet proclaimed.

"Yeah, yeah", Chloe continued. "Let's continue searching already, or we'll be here all day. I just wish it was neatly sorted in here so we could easily find all of the Timmy dreams in a single glance…"

Then, a 'POOF' was heard, making all the bubbles float high up. A good bunch of them were floating to the backside of the pool, while the rest stayed in place, floating to the center and in the formation of something akin to how one would hang a painting on a wall, so that all the images in the bubbles were visible for anyone to see in a single glance.

All the remaining bubbles had an image of Timmy inside.

"Wow, that secret function of the fManual did it again, Chloe!" Candace remarked with delight.

"Umm, I guess?" Chloe replied. She was honestly doubting that it was an actual function of the tablet.

"But if it is an actual function", Baljeet theorized, "then it must mean…"

He gasped, then snatched the fManual from Chloe's hands, and said: "I wish Buford and I were out of here!"

But, nothing happened.

"Aww", Baljeet wailed in disappointment. He was about to give the device back to Chloe, but she said: "No, you can keep it, if you want to."

Baljeet was eyeing to her in surprise, before deciding to keep the fManual with him.

"This is amazing", Trixie exclaimed. "All of Timmy's dreams, clearly visible in a single glance! Now it'll be a cinch to find out where they come from!"

She turned to her friends (and Buford) as she said that last sentence, when she noticed Veronica having that uneasy look on her face again. She wanted to ask her again if everything is alright, but before she could open her mouth, Isabella asked: "Hey, who is that girl that looks like Timmy?"

Trixie turned around, and saw the image Isabella was referring to.

"That? That's Timantha", Trixie replied. "She was one of the best people I've ever met, being the first girl that knew of my secret passion for comics and video games, but actually still treated me like a normal person. I had told her she had become my best friend ever, but I've only met her once: the day before my birthday. I sometimes still miss her and occasionally dream about her."

"I see that", Isabella noted. "I don't get what those dreams are doing here with all the dreams about Timmy, however."

Trixie's eyes widened in surprise. "That is a little strange", she agreed, squinting her eyes. "And she does look a little like Timmy, doesn't she?" She skimmed through the other dreams further, as she noticed something else that's off.

"Wait, where's that dream with the black void?" She asked to no one in particular.

"The what now?" Candace asked.

"I had a recurring dream for some months where Timmy was basically getting sucked into some sort of black hole, sacrificing himself for his friends and family… including me", Trixie explained. "It's a weird dream, but a dream regardless. I can't find anything like that here."

Baljeet decided to look it up through the fManual, and read: "'The Spa of Dreams only stores original visions. Dreams based on past memories are more likely to be found in the Forest of Memories, as the memory it's based on.'"

"But something that absurd could never have happened in my entire life", Trixie replied loudly.

"Maybe it's forgotten?" Isabella suggested.

"Forgotten…" Chloe noted. That explanation Trixie gave about her missing dream sounded familiar. Didn't Timmy tell her something similar in that whole Darkness crisis story of his a few days back?

"Wait, maybe those new dreams Trixie had may have something to do with that black void dream-memory thing", Candace said, picking up a dream with Timmy and Trixie in a ferris wheel. "How can you see where a dream comes from, anyway?"

Baljeet looked it up through the fManual. "'To view a dream's origins, view the bubble from its back. All its origins will then appear within a second.'"

"Well, that's easy", Candace commented as she turned the bubble around. As one would expect, one of the memories that appeared was Trixie accepting her loss on her bet and hanging out with Timmy. The other, though, was completely blank.

Then she picked up the dream with Timmy and Trixie at the beach and turned that around. One memory of the bet loss, the other blank.

Candace picked up the dream with Timmy and Trixie as adults, sipping wine. The memories shown were idem as the last two.

"What the heck is this blank memory?!" she exasperated. "Arrgh, this is so frustrating!"

She and the others stepped out of the pool, their swimwear morphing back to their normal outfit.

"Well, I guess there's one way to find out", Trixie sighed, looking at her friends again. Then, she noticed Veronica has become even more nervous than before.

"Okay Veronica, something is clearly bothering you", she said. "Could you please tell me what's on your mind? You don't need to worry about your reputation, you can trust me and the rest. Well, I doubt Buford can be trusted, but I'll deal with him if he ever spills anything out. Please, Ronnie, what's the matter?"

Veronica whimpered a little, before sighing, having decided that she should tell.

"…It's Timmy…" she said so quietly, it's almost inaudible.

"…Come again?" Trixie asked.

"…I HAVE A CRUSH ON TIMMY, TOO, TRIXIE!" Veronica yelled, taking Trixie and the others by surprise. She held Trixie by her arms, and sobbed: "For the longest time, I've had a crush on Timmy Turner. But he was one of the many guys ogling for you, while I was cast aside. He was one other reason why I became so envious of you, and why I wanted to be you. Timmy had only eyes for you, and no one else!"

She gasped, as tears were streaming down her face, before she continued: "But as you know, I've changed myself to be less of a creep, and to be myself instead, and to be a better friend to you. But one aspect that did not go away was my crush."

"And that's a problem, because…?" Trixie asked.

"BECAUSE THAT CRUSH MIGHT FORM A BREACH IN OUR FRIENDSHIP", Veronica replied hysterically, tears full of mascara flying from her face. "Just like before I changed."

She breathed in and out, trying to calm herself down. "W-we're having such a good time now, together as friends. But I'm afraid th-that, when it turns out you have a c-crush on Timmy too, that we're g-gonna become rivals, and that we're gonna h-hate each other and stop our friendship, like, f-forever! I don't want that, I want to stay your friend, Trixie." She pressed her face against Trixie's chest, letting her tears free on Trixie's lilac sweater. "I wanna stay frie-e-e-endsssss…"

"Oh, Veronica", Trixie sympathized as Veronica continued bawling. "We don't need to break our friendship over a silly crush. A lot of girls have a crush on the same boy, but still stay friends with each other. Such as… such as… ummm…"

"Me and Stacy", Candace intercepted. "We used to impress a boy named Billy Clark back in the third grade, yet we were as thick as thieves. He doesn't matter now, but, y'know…"

"See", Trixie affirmed. "Boys don't need to be the end-all be-all to a friendship. We can just stay friends, and if Timmy chooses you, or me, or someone else entirely, we just need to accept that, and move on."

Veronica has calmed down, despite still clamping on Trixie's sweater.

"Tell you what", Trixie decided. "If it turns out these dreams about Timmy turn out to be meaningless, and have nothing to do with a secret crush, I'll help you to get Timmy to fall for you."

"Y-you mean that?" Veronica stammered.

"Mm-hm", Trixie nodded.

Veronica hugged Trixie tightly. "Then I'll support you when it turns out you do have a crush on Timmy! Oh, I'm so sorry for being such a crybaby about this! I shouldn't have doubted you, Trixie!"

"It's alright, Ronnie", Trixie said. "You can stop hugging now."

Veronica stopped hugging. "Thank you, Trix", she said.

"It's nothing", Trixie said.

"Great, the girl drama is over", Buford scoffed. "Can we move on, now?"

Trixie sighed in annoyance. "Yes, Buford", she droned, "we can move on now."

"You left off at 'only one way to find out'", Chloe reminded Trixie.

"Oh, yes", Trixie gasped. "As I was saying, we probably need to go to that Forest of Memories next. Maybe we find anything interesting about Timmy there, and maybe even something about that missing dream."

Baljeet searched up the location of the forest on the fManual. "It is actually not too far off from here. Just a dozen yards ahead."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Candace asked. "Let's get out of the spa and get to that forest! We might not even need that secret function only Chloe can activate somehow."

The kids all left the spa, saying goodbye to the receptionist lady. But that last thing Candace said set Chloe to grind her gears.

Why would Phineas and Ferb build a secret function to their fManual that can actually benefit them greatly? Wouldn't their little intro have said something about it? And how would that little tablet be able to impact the world by coloring it yellow or sorting out things automatically? And when their plea starts with 'I wish', too?

That almost sounds like…

No, it can't be Cosmo and Wanda. They were with Timmy, disguised as his bracelets, who isn't even here. But who else would be able to grant Chloe's wishes?

Chloe was still pondering over this question, not noticing she had a purple bracelet with her…

"Doofenshmirtz diverting from the drama!"

The white-purple van that belonged to Heinz parked at a certain sports dome, as Heinz commented: "You know, I have a feeling this evil jingle is a little late this time."

"Who cares", Vanessa said. "Just tell us where we are now."

"I'm glad you asked", Doof replied. "We're at the Dimmsdale Dimmadome, owned by super magnate, Doug Dimmadome! This is such a famous monument, I just had to check it out! Come on, Vanessa, Norms, Perry the Platypus, let's go already!"

The five figures went out of the van and entered the dome, just as a limousine arrived. Two kids in purple, being Tad and Chad, stepped out, giving their chauffeur another wad of cash, who then went off.

"This is perfect, they stopped right at the Dimmsdale Dimmadome", Chad exclaimed.

"The one owned by Doug Dimmadome?" Tad asked.

"The same one", Chad confirmed. "Now all we have to do is wait, and when he comes back, he simply has no choice but to tell us his secret!"

"Oh yeah, we're definitely getting it now", Tad grinned. "You won't escape from us this time, Heinz Doofenshmirtz!"