"Okay... I know I've said this multiple times since you learned about this Beatrice. But this... this is a terrible idea." Phineas said as he and his step-brother stood behind the camera like Molecular Separator. A device they had previously built a little around twenty years ago during the summer. But after an incident where Candace was split, they agreed to destroy the device. Only breaking that agreement when she had inexplicably been combined at the waist with Jeremy... and when both brothers had also been inexplicably combined into one horrifying abomination.

"I heard you the first time," Beatrice said, standing still before the Molecular Separator. "And I'm not passing up this chance to become fully Human! Not when an obvious solution is at hand!"

Phineas and Ferb looked at each other in concern, remembering the chaos they had to deal with the last time. "Don't say we didn't warn you," Ferb said as he activated the Molecular Separator.

In an instant, Beatrice was separated into two individuals. One purely Human, the other purely robot. "Well... it was painless at least," Phineas noted.

The Human Beatrice cautiously looked over herself, her skin was now fair colored but her hair remained blue, her face went to a look of ecstatic joy and she began to scream. "THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!" She shrieked as she hugged both her uncles with joy.

"I'm glad you're happy," Phineas said, as despite this fully Human Beatrice hugging her father and uncle around the neck. Neither of them had any problems breathing, when usually before her hugs could crack Human bones.

"Would it be inappropriate to bring up the elephant in the room?" Ferb said, they then looked at the purely robotic Beatrice. While it looked identical to the Beatrice that everyone had come to know and love. Its face was completely devoid of emotion as it stood completely still.

"Is... is she alive?" Beatrice asked.

"Negative." The robot Beatrice answered. "Life is a biological function. A robot is incapable of such a phenomenon." It said with a distinctly mechanical monotone.

"Well... that's kind of creepy." Beatrice commented. "But no matter, I'm Human! And for the first time, I feel alive!" She said, over the next few days, however, she came to regret this. As before she had excelled in her schoolwork. But now without her free access to the internet that she had before, her grades slowly began to fail. As she couldn't freely access the information as she used to. To make matters worse, she primarily used her robotic abilities to perform household chores, so without the ability to reshape her limbs and endurance she became overwhelmed by her workload.

Then there was the robotic Beatrice that remained from the molecular separation in the first place. It took up Beatrice's superhero duties as the Silver Automaton. It's lack of emotions and its habit of going after petty and non-lethal criminals with guns blazing did not go unnoticed by the public.

"So..." Isabella said one day. "Since you separated from your robotic half. You're not only failing at school, and in your chores. But that same robotic half is ruining your reputation as a superhero." She noted.

"I... I get what your saying mom." Beatrice admitted. "I need to make this right... I need to become a robot again." She said reluctantly, and not without looking forlorn.

XXXX

At Heinz Doofenshmirtz's home/lab. The elderly Drusselstinien scientist had finished working on the device with Phineas and Ferb. "Behold! My-" Ferb elbowed his father-in-law in the stomach. "Our, new and improved Combininator!"

"But will it work?" Beatrice asked.

"Thanks to the modifications to Heinz's original design, we should be able to combine you with your robotic half, and not accidentally create an abomination," Phineas said, he then used his smartphone to summon the robotic Beatrice.

"This unit has responded to command." The robot Beatrice said when it arrived followed by it discarding the Silver Automaton armor.

"Just stand perfectly still, and do nothing until I say otherwise," Phineas said, the robotic Beatrice obeyed. "How's it looking Ferb?" Ferb just gave a thumbs-up as he stood by the Combininator's controls.

Beatrice then stood next to her robotic self. "I'm ready dad, Uncle Ferb." Then the Combininator fired a beam that merged both Beatrice's back into one entity. Where there was two, there were now one. "Well... that could have gone MUCH better," Beatrice said glumly, her uncle Norm the Robot Man approached him.

"Cheer up Beatrice. At least your father treats you like family. And you have a mother. And your father isn't grossly incompetent." Norm said in his normally chipper tone.

There was then an earthquake. "Oh boy," Beatrice said as she donned the specialized goggles that allowed her greater control of her robotic abilities. "Guys, something landed in the middle of Danville from space." She said as she went and donned the Silver Automaton.

She then blasted off towards the epicenter of the chaos, at the center of the crater that had formed. There was an alien. From Beatrice's scans, it was cybernetic except for its head, which vaguely resembled a cross between a horse and a parasaurolophus.

It roared as it took out a handle, and out of it came a crystalline structure. "GET CLEAR!" Beatrice shouted to the civilians that were looking on, as the alien flew at Beatrice with its cybernetic wings. Swinging the mace-like weapon while wildly braying, and clawing with its raptor-like feet.

XXXX

Later on, after the cyborg alien was subdued, Beatrice was on the asteroid where the Shooting Star Milkshake Bar that her father and Step-Uncle co-owned was located, and Beatrice was at the bar surrounded by empty glasses. "Hey! Another!" She yelled at the bartender.

"Kid you've already had seven!" The four-eyed alien responded.

"Listen old... you!" Beatrice said as a familiar noise started to whine. "If I want another Amethyst Nebula with whipped cream, peanuts, and hot fudge sauce, then I want another! I don't care how many I've already had in the last hour!" She said, completely ignoring as the Errant Travelers Tacha'noma materialized next to her.

He then fell out, covered in smoke, burn marks and coughing. "Had to pick that decade to go tomb raiding when all my other compatriots were busy." The Errant Traveler said as he pulled himself up, and after using his monkey wrench topped staff as a walking stick. Plopped himself next to Beatrice. "So... how's your week been?"

Beatrice only looked incredulously. Then she proceeded to rant about how the events since the initial molecular separation had gone. And her insecurities that led to this whole ordeal in the first place, and the struggles of living without her robotic abilities, "-THEN! I fought with an alien cyborg!" Beatrice ranted. "So in short. My week could have been going better... much, MUCH better!"

The Errant Traveler was taken aback by her hours of shrieking. "I need to take Amethyst Nebula's off the menu." The bartender said in irritation.

"Look, Beatrice." The Errant Traveler said, rallying himself from the shock. "I know you want to be fully human, with all of the baggage that would entail. But does your being a robot really matter, seeing as how pretty much everyone you know loves you despite you being so different?" He said. "I'm a time-traveling weirdo in a box that's bigger on the inside. And I've made friends of all sorts up and down the timeline, and they loved me... right up until most of them got fed up with my eccentricities, or died or some other time travel chicanery, but my point is. Your friends and family love you."

Beatrice just looked glum. "ET... ever since dad first told me I was a robot and not human, that's all I ever wanted to be, just like mom and dad." She then started crying.

"Kid, I'm sorry. But you're not going find an answer to your problems at the bottom of a glass." The bartender said sympathetically.

"That reminds me," the Errant Traveler said. "First, an egg cream soda. Second, this allows me to show you what I was doing before coming." He said as he pulled out an orb from his satchel. "See, I heard about an ancient temple that had ancient relics of my people hidden away. So I sought to investigate. I spent ten years living off of algae, kelp, and my nails."

"That's gross... eating nail clippings," Beatrice said.

"Yes... just the clippings." The Errant Traveler said, sheepishly looking at the gloves he had gotten after that adventure. "Silly me, I, a time-traveling alien with advanced technology, didn't think to just grow out my toenails and fingernails to eat the clippings instead of eating the nails outright." The Errant Traveler then rallied himself from this embarrassment. "Well anyway, this is the Orb of Eris'iire. This can show those who focus when they look into it. They can see what they desire the most."

"And what... make my mood worse then it already is?" Beatrice asked skeptically.

"That's not my intention." The Errant Traveler said. "You can see, and live your greatest desire. No strings attached... believe me, I tested it myself. I felt better about myself after receiving the vision."

Beatrice calmed herself, and she took the Orb of Eirs'ire. "Well... nothing ventured, nothing gained." She said as she took the orb. And focused, eventually she went into a trance-like state.

"You know what I'd like." The bartender said as he gave the Errant Traveler his egg cream soda. "To own this place full time. This place used to be all mine back in the day, course it was a glorified trash heap, but Phineas and Ferb own the star, and they turned this place around."

"You do realize that this is an asteroid?" The Errant Traveler asked.

"Yes, but from Earth, it looks like a star. I think it was the sign that threw people off." The bartender said.

"How does that even work? Someone on Earth buys a star- interstellar real-estate doesn't work like that! That's a stupid way for property to be bought and sold! Next thing you'll be telling me they sell quasars! Those are giant black holes at are usually at the center of galaxies for crying out loud!" The Errant Traveler said incredulously.

"Hey, I just serve milkshakes." The bartender said. "So... how'd you get Bea to calm down?"

"Oh, she's staring into an orb that's showing her her greatest desire... I thought you already knew that you did comment on it." The Errant Traveler said.

"Ah, one of those... isn't that dangerous?" The bartender asked.

"I tried it myself, it's completely harmless to the body... though I didn't think to check if any significant time passed." The Errant Traveler admitted. "It... it could be minutes, or it could be-" Then Beatrice came to, breathing in shock and surprise. As the Orb landed on the floor and broke.

"That... that felt so real!" Beatrice said ecstatically. "I became Human! I spent the rest of my life as a Human! None of the drawbacks I had from before... I lived a full life, raised a family... and grew old!" She then cried for joy as she hugged the Errant Traveler.

"And you spilled my egg cream." The Errant Traveler said in pain as his egg cream soda spilled. "And I think you're cracking my ribs! Please stop, because I'm running low on Rejuvenations!" Beatrice then stopped hugging and rocketed away back to Earth with a smile on her face, and a new sense of purpose in life and self-worth. "And I lost about a decade getting that, and my fingernails and toenails. Thank you, Beatrice, thank you very much."