This is a fun chapter :D You finally get to see Leo I:} I:}

(Michael's POV)

It was Leo. One random Anti-O.W.C.A. trainee came through, and it was Leo. Out of all possible choices, it was one of my ex-best friends. That figured.

I continue to stare as Leo's facial expression became a scowl. "Well, well, Michael, long time no see, right?"

My breathing was getting shallow, but I tried to cover it by speaking. "Leo." I scolded myself when my voice shook. "Where are Courtney and Daisy? I thought you three did everything together."

"Actually, that was the four of us. Or so I thought; when you betrayed L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N, it sort of broke our Gang of Four up." Leo's eyes narrowed. "But I guess you had already assumed that?"

I winced a little. "But you're still all friends?"

"Oh, of course. None of US are traitors."

"L-Leo, I did what was right," I said as firmly as I could.

"You did what was right," mocked Prof. Rodenstein-2. "How charming. O.W.C.A. really has been poisoning your mind."

I heard footsteps and some gasps. I had to risk prying my eyes off of Leo and the Prof. Rodensteins to see who it was. Lydia, Mom, Dad, Perry-1, and Priya were on the roof now.

Mom and Dad slowly walked forward until they were on either side of me. I turned back to the Prof. Rodensteins and Leo.

The lizard's eyes were wide when I turned around, but he quickly narrowed them again. "Like father, like son, eh?"

"Daisy saw us together before- didn't she tell you?"

"Oh, yeah, she did, but I wanted to see it for myself." Leo crossed his arms and smirked. "Remind me never to doubt her again."

"Less chitty, more fighty," I heard someone mutter- I wasn't quite sure who. Maybe Teddy? Since he couldn't fight himself, he probably at least wanted to watch a cool fight.

Leo obviously heard it, too. "He's right."

"It's not a very fair fight," Lydia pointed out.

"What, are you scared I'll take down every one of you with Prof. Rodenstein(-2)?" sneered Leo. He then glanced back behind him. "And... Prof. Rodenstein(-1)?"

I couldn't see Lydia, but I was sure she was smirking. "No, I just don't think it would be a very cool fight if it was all of us against just a child and two old men."

Ouch. Lydia had been showing her motherly, kinder, more mature side ever since she and Caleb had gotten married, so I had forgotten that she could certainly leave burn marks from her red-hot tongue.

For some reason, the Prof. Rodensteins didn't seem bothered, though. They simply smirked and exchanged a glance.

"Oh," Prof. Rodenstein-2 began, "don't forget our dear friends."

Prof. Rodenstein-1 pulled out two machines. "Did you really think we were so dumb we'd come to O.W.C.A. unprepared?"

Lydia hesitated. "Maybe...?"

"Well, we're not."

(Teddy's POV)

I sat on the sidelines with Diana, occasionally trying to shove her awake. It wasn't working.

My arm was still stinging a lot, and I had to- much to my dismay- move it a bit. Lydia hadn't put it in a sling, since it wasn't broken. I had to carry its weight around without something to help me. However, the thing bothering me the most right now was probably the fact that my injury was preventing me from being able to participate in the fight that was obviously about to happen.

"W-what do they do?" Michael asked shakily.

"Do you want to find out?" one of the Rodneys smirked- I stopped bothering to figure out which was which.

"Not really."

"Well, Michael, if you learned anything in the Anti-O.W.C.A, it should have been that you always have to do things you don't want to." That must have been Rodney-2.

Almost immediately, I heard a noise, and Michael- and the people behind him- managed to dodge a neon green bolt of light.

"Like I said, I don't really want to know," replied Michael once the beam was gone. I chuckled at his "I'm-getting-what-I-want-this-time-whether-you-like-it-or-not" tone.

Both Rodneys growled, and one of them tossed a machine- they were both small and portable- to the other. I jumped a little as they unexpectedly began shooting the beans willy-nilly at my parents and the others.

I quietly stood up and snuck around to find Michael. He was actually standing in the same spot- had he grown roots? Leo was his same spot, too, scowling, and they stared at each other.

Suddenly, a random neon green bean was shot at Michael, and he ducked, startled. Leo took that as his chance and attacked Michael.

(Michael's POV)

I knew Leo was running towards me. So why couldn't I move? I felt like I was paralyzed, minus being able to duck any stray beams. How could I hurt Leo?

Yeah, maybe he was on the opposite side and maybe he was trying to hurt me, but we had been best friends for four years! How on Earth was I supposed to be able to hurt one of my oldest friends?

When Leo was only a foot or so away, an olive green blur flashed by. Leo flew backwards onto his back, and I heard Teddy cry out in pain. "Teddy?" My friend was wincing and bending over his injured arm, which he had pressed against his torso.

I quickly remembered Leo and ran over to him, pinning him down on the ground before he could get up again. A familiar teal shape ran by, and I instantaneously recognized him. "Dad!" I knew it was him and not Perry-1 because I had seen both of them fight and easily could tell them apart.

Dad whirled around, and I quickly gestured to Leo, glancing nervously over at Teddy to make sure he was okay. Teddy was in the same exact position he had been in before; I needed to find out what was wrong.

My father pulled out a pair of handcuffs- where on Earth did he keep those?- and began to fasten them onto Leo. Meanwhile, I ran over to Teddy and led him out of the fighting. "What happened?!"

Teddy was grimacing. "I pushed Leo out of the way."

"With BOTH arms?!"

"Yeah, I know." Teddy let out a yelp of pain. "It was dumb." He paused. "Why didn't you move?"

"I-" I stopped myself from saying, "I don't know". "I felt paralyzed," I admitted. "Seeing Leo coming towards me with so much hate... It just..."

Teddy put his good paw on my shoulder. "I get it," he replied, smiling sympathetically.

(Priya's POV)

I performed more flips and twists than a gymnast trying to avoid the- possibly deadly- rays of light that the Rodneys were shooting. And, if I do say so myself, I was doing pretty well with it.

Until I heard a cry of pain- from a boy... A boy whose voice I recognized all too well. "Teddy!"

It distracted me, and, in all the pandemonium, someone knocked into me, causing me to lose my balance and stumble backwards. I was on a roof, but I hadn't fully remembered it until now, when I was only seconds away from falling off of it.

I let out a shriek. At the exact same time, someone grabbed my paw. It was Pixie. I gripped her paw with a death grip as I was now hanging off the side of the building, my feet the only thing still touching it.

My breathing was loud and shallow, and I was shaking all over. This was like when I went rock-climbing at the retreat I met Perry-1 at, just one hundred times worse. "I-is now a bad time to mention I'm terrified of heights?"

"Don't worry," Pixie said firmly. "Just walk up slowly."

I hesitated; it felt like my feet were the only things keeping me firmly on the edge. "I-I don't k-know."

Pixie reached her other paw down as well, and I gripped it with my free paw. This was the first time it occurred to me how strong she was- she was holding up my weight, and, since she was leaning over the edge, she was holding her own weight, too.

Now feeling a bit more confident, I put one foot in front of the other as Pixie slowly pulled me back onto the roof. In a couple minutes, it was over, and I was back on solid ground.

My breathing was still heavy, and I was still shaking, but I was slowly recovering.

"Priya!" Based on all the concern in the voice, I could tell it was my mate.

I collapsed into his arms. "I'm fine," I said shakily.

Perry-1 gently nuzzled me with his beak as I watched Lydia managing to hold her own against BOTH Rodneys. Across the roof, I saw Michael and Teddy talking- Teddy's facial expression of pain worried me- while Perry-2 had taken custody of... What did Michael call the lizard? Leo?

The Rodneys could tell they weren't going to win the fight. When Pixie joined back in, they fled.

I walked over to Michael once we were sure they were gone- with their inventions. "I thought we were in big trouble."

"I thought that the whole Anti-O.W.C.A. would make it over," he retorted. "I guess one of them isn't really a problem; they have more of a cumulative effect." Michael scoffed. "It's a good thing Bruce didn't make it through."

"Who's-"

"Bear," Michael answered immediately, glancing up at me.

"Oh." I walked over to Teddy, who Lydia was now checking. "Are you alright, sweetheart?"

Lydia answered. "For some reason, your son chose to violently move his injured arm."

"I had to protect Michael!" defended Teddy.

"Which you could have done with one arm," Lydia sighed exasperatedly. "Your uninjured one."

Perry-2 and Michael took Leo down to the prisons while Lydia worked with Teddy, and Pixie woke up Diana. Diana stumbled drowsily to her feet a couple minutes later. "W-what happened?"

"You missed the whole battle," grinned Lydia.

Diana sighed. "Great."

Lydia finished up with Teddy and met my eyes, nodding slightly. I relaxed; he was okay. "Let's get down to go home." On cue, she stood up and put a hand to her eyes, shielding herself from the sun low in the sky. It was about to set.

We all began following Lydia back down off the roof. I heard Lydia ask Diana, "Could I stay with you tonight?"

Diana had agreed, which relieved me. Our house had become extremely crowded, and Lydia had made it even more so. Not having a human sleeping in the house as well would help.

Michael, Perry-2, Hazel, Emily, Christine, and Pearl met us at the tram spot; Perry-2, his daughter, my daughter, and my mate's mother had smiled at us, but Michael... Michael was just glaring at the ground, and Christine was watching him sympathetically.

In the tram, Michael snapped at everyone who tried to talk to him: Teddy, Perry-2 and Pixie. Michael even snapped at Christine and Emily!

"What happened while you took Leo?" I asked Perry-2.

Perry-2 simply shook his head. "Michael gets like this whenever he's dealing with a complicated problem."

"Oh. L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N?"

My mate's counterpart shook his head again. "Michael would do the same thing even if he wasn't raised by them."

As soon as we got home, Michael flopped onto the couch with a moan. Pixie sat down at the end of the couch and placed her paw on him. "Sweetheart, are you okay?"

"Go away," came Michael's muffled reply.

Pixie tried a little more before sighing as Perry-2 walked over to her and placed a paw on her shoulder. Pixie stood up, and I saw a few tears form in her eyes. She noticed them, too, and buried her face in her mate's fur.

After a little bit, my kids, Emily, and Christine walked outside. Michael silently got up and followed them. Then Pixie let out some noises of crying. Perry-2 hugged her tightly.

"Perry," she sobbed, "he shouldn't have to go through this."

"I know, sweetheart," Perry-2 murmured, gently rocking her. "I know."

As Pixie cried into her mate's fur, Pearl silently walked off, probably feeling a little awkward. Perry-1 and I watched sympathetically.

After a few minutes, Pixie began quieting down. I watched with a little bit of shock as Perry-1 walked over to her and Perry-2, placing a paw on the former's shoulder. "Is she okay?" he asked Perry-2.

Perry-2 nodded. I stared for another minute before glaring a little at my mate. Perry-1 came back and immediately saw my hostile gaze. "What?"

I simply grabbed his paw and began dragging him upstairs to our room. Once we were in our room, I slammed the door close.

"Priy?" I don't think my mate had ever looked more confused.

"What was that about?" I demanded.

"What do you mean?"

"The way you treated Pixie."

Perry-1's face became one of realization. "Priya, I was just checking on her."

His eyes widened as he seemed to realize something else. "Are you JEALOUS?" I hesitated and looked at the ground, unable to meet Perry-1's eyes.

"Oh, Priya," my mate sighed, sitting down on our bed. "Is that was this has all been about? Why you've been treating Pixie hostilely from the start? Have you just been using the other things as excuses?"

"Well..." I sat down next to Perry-1. "Your counterpart fell for her," I pointed out miserably.

Perry-1 wrapped his arm around me and pulled me up against him. "Exactly, HE fell in love with her. Not me."

I looked up at my mate as he continued. "I can definitely see why Perry(-2) fell for her," he admitted. "But I don't love her. I love YOU, Priya. Okay? And I don't want you to doubt that. Ever."

My only response was a sigh. "Just imagine how this feels for Pixie," Perry-1 pointed out. "You two are similar; she's probably feeling the same. Maybe it's the one main thing that's kept you two from becoming friends."

"I guess you're right." I laid down on our bed; Perry-1 laid down next to me. I pulled him into a kiss then nuzzled deep into his fur. At one point, I felt his tail wrap around me, but I didn't care. I loved him, and I didn't need to worry about ever losing him.

(Pixie's POV)

Perry-2, Pearl, and I agreed that we should give Perry-1 and Priya their privacy when they went upstairs. So after I recovered from my- slightly embarrassing- breakdown, the three of us settled at the kitchen table to play a game of cards.

After a few rounds, when Pearl was shuffling the cards, I had to bring something up. "Is this weird for you?"

Pearl glanced up at me. "You mean the fact that my son's counterpart who has different parents is living in the same house as my actual son? That is kind of strange."

"And didn't you say once that Perry(-1) looks exactly like his father?" asked my mate.

A look of pain came into Pearl's eyes for a moment, and I could tell Perry-2 felt bad for bringing her deceased mate into the conversation. "Yes," Pearl replied finally. "Perry(-1) looks exactly like Patrick did."

"And then I look almost exactly like my counterpart..." Perry-2 murmured.

"Not to mention Michael," I added, "who is the spitting image of HIS father."

"And they're all living under the same roof," Pearl grinned. "Yes, it is definitely strange."

"It's a good thing my mom's not here right now," Perry-2 laughed weakly, a bit of a forced smile coming to his face.

Pearl set the cards on the table. "You said that you look exactly like your mother, minus the obvious differences that come with the different genders?"

Perry-2 nodded. "It would have added to the confusion."

"Perry(-1) told me you lost both of your parents," replied Pearl softly. "I'm sorry."

My mate forced a smile again. "It's fine."

"What happened?" Pearl hesitated. "Or is it too delicate?"

Perry-2 shook his head. "They were killed by a bear," he said quietly. "P-Perry(-1) and I apparently exchanged nightmares the night before we came over here. I had his reoccurring nightmare about him losing Ohio and India, and he-" My mate's voice cracked, and I placed a paw on his shoulder while he cleared his throat. "He had my reoccurring nightmare of losing my parents."

"I'm so sorry," Pearl murmured. "How long have you been having the dream?"

"Since the night they died." Perry-2 laughed bitterly.

I raised my head in shock. "Perry(-2), you didn't tell me you've been having that nightmare practically your whole life!"

"How old were you when they died?"

Perry-2 inhaled deeply. "One week."

Pearl placed a paw to her beak to stifle a gasp. "You poor thing," I heard her murmur- I don't think Perry-2 did, though.

My mate sighed and stood up, walking into the living room. I turned back to Pearl after watching him sympathetically. "It's a curse of the family."

"What?"

I explained myself. "It's like all the males in our family have to grow up without parents." I glanced at the ground. "Perry became an orphan at only a week old, and Michael..." I paused, my voice having cracked.

"Michael spent the first years of his life with L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N," Pearl finished.

"Yeah," I sighed. "I hope it doesn't stay this way for the next generations."

"Don't worry," smiled Pearl. "It won't."

"You certainly sound confident."

"Because, Pixie," Pearl explained, "if there's one thing I learned in my life, it's that nothing bad lasts forever."

(Teddy's POV)

Michael, Hazel, Emily, Christine, and I lied on the grass in the backyard, staring up at the fake sky. It was weird to think that it was actually an underground dome faking a sky. My injured arm was resting on my chest, and my other arm was sprawled across the grass.

I glanced over at Emily, who was staring up with a thoughtful look on her face, and grinned. The look on her face was as plain as day- she was about to ask the question practically everyone asked. Even children who were born in the underground village- including Hazel- asked the same question Emily was about to ask when they found out they were underground.

Hazel and I exchanged a glance and grinned, and I began quietly counting down from five on my fingers. On, "One", I pointed at Emily, who, as if on cue, asked, "Does dirt ever fall on you?"

My sister and I burst out laughing, while Emily sat up and stared at us in confusion. "What?"

"She does make a good point," Christine pointed out.

Part of me expected Michael to defend his sister, too, but he didn't reply. In fact, since we came outside, he had distanced himself off and been silent.

"No," I answered Emily's question when I stopped laughing. "There's a dome that covers the village. That's what projects the sky. The actual dirt is above it."

"Oh."

"Come ON, Emily," Michael muttered. "You've been training for three years, you should have figured that out."

The harshness in his voice startled me, but Emily didn't seem hurt. Instead, she calmly and determinedly crawled over to Michael. "Alright, what's your problem?"

"What do you mean?"

"You only act like this when there's a problem you can't solve." Emily jabbed him hard in the chest- or punched him lightly- and he sat up with a yelp. "So what's going on?"

"None of your business," muttered Michael.

"It is every bit my business," Emily retorted. "When you get like this, you start snapping. At everyone, even me. And I don't want to be a victim."

Michael just sighed, stood up, and walked inside.

Ooh, snarky Michael! I hope this gives you a bit of an idea of what he was like while part of the Anti-OWCA if you haven't read Three Platypi and an Evil Organziation or my Three Platypi and an Evil Organization one-shots ;P ;P

agentlabrat AND I DO NOT OWN PHINEAS AND FERB. agentlabrat OWNS Priya, Teddy, Diana, Hazel, Pearl, Patrick, Ohio, AND India. I OWN Michael, Leo, Courtney, Daisy, Lydia, Pixie, Caleb, Bruce, Emily, Christine, Perry-2's PARENTS, AND THE BEAR WHO KILLED THEM