"Whoa, boy was this a day," Beatrice said in exhaustion as she walked down the street to her home. "Science... science class got out of hand, and I ended up having to fight mutated lab animals up and down the school." She said to herself. "Cricket... how much auxiliary power do I have left?"

"Roughly five percent reserve." Cricket, her AI companion said.

"So enough that I can fall dead on the Quantum Android Forge... and go into sleep mode," Beatrice said as she arrived at her doorstep, and opened the door. "Thank Machina it's Friday... because I intend to sleep until all the pain in my joints goes away." She said as she walked through the house to the basement... that was when she saw something utterly perplexing.

Her father was working on the QAF, and next to him were two people that she recognized. One was an African American man. The other person was a woman with wavy ginger hair. Then in her underpowered state, Beatrice tripped and fell down the stairs.

"I'm home dad!" Beatrice blurted when she hit the floor. "Why is Zack Underwood and Melissa Chase from Just Getting Started in our basement? Also... please tell me Milo Murphy is nowhere near our house?"

Melissa and Zack looked at each other in concern for the delirious gynoid. "No... not technically. His DNA is here... don't think that should cause too much Murphy's Law." Melissa said.

"Okay... why?" Beatrice asked. "And... and can we hurry this up? I'm basically running on fumes."

Phineas then stopped working to look at his daughter. "Beatrice, what happened?!" Phineas said in surprise.

"Dad I'm at... Cricket?" The robot teenager said.

"Four percent and declining," Cricket said.

"Four percent power...and I NEED TO RECHARGE," Beatrice said in irritation.

"Well... Melissa and Zack offered a small fortune to create Botanical Energized Auto-organism robots." Phineas said.

"... robots?... PLURAL!?" Beatrice said in surprise. "But... but you haven't made a robot on that thing since me over ten... ten years ago."

"True, but it's still good for creating more. Your mother and I just agreed that one was enough... it's nothing personal!" Phineas explained. "It's just... with the expenses for your therapy sessions-" He then noticed that his robot daughter was going through power withdrawal. "I'll get you to Bethany's room, and get the emergency charger."

XXXX

The following morning, Beatrice woke up. "Oh... what a weird dream." She said to herself. "I dreamt... I dreamt that dad was making robots for the bass player and guitar/lead singer of Just Getting Started."

Bethany looked exhausted. "It wasn't a dream... they really were here." The triangle headed girl said. "And dad did make more robots like you... and you snore like a train, and it kept me up all night."

Beatrice didn't hear her sister complaint, as she was more focused on her bio-organic stomach growling like a tiger. "And I'm going to rustle some grub." She said, then she went downstairs, to the kitchen, and proceded to make herself bacon and scrambled eggs with at least half a dozen different kinds of cheese.

"Yesterday was that rough wasn't it?" Isabella noted as her daughter used an entire egg carton and package of bacon for her breakfast.

"Oh, you have no idea," Beatrice said. "First, we learned from Great-Uncle Doofenshmirtz's class, and his TA Xavier Onassis. Once again, what NOT to do. Then, the school was overrun by the lab animals. Then, I spent pretty much the entire day fighting to contain the mutated creatures. I spent so much time trying to keep them from destroying the school and killing anyone, that I ended up skipping lunch altogether, and missed my classes." She said as she finished piling eggs onto a plate.

"And you're sure you want to eat that many calories at once?" Isabella asked in concern.

"I would... but one advantage to being a robot I've found. Is that I can't suffer from heart disease." Beatrice said smugly. "Also I missed lunch AND dinner yesterday, so I think I'm justified in eating at least three times my body weight in fried chicken embryo's and fried pork back and belly meat cuts."

"And people wonder why I remained Kosher," Isabella said to herself as her robotic daughter put the last of the bacon on her plate.

"Now, let me tell you about the weird dream I had last night," Beatrice said as she sat down to eat. "See, in it was dad, and Melissa Chase and-"

"-and Zack Underwood from the band Just Getting Started. And your father was making another bioorganic robot like you." Isabella finished.

Beatrice looked bewildered by her mother's insight. "How... did you know that?"

"Because that actually did happen. Melissa and Zack dropped off a DNA sample of Milo, and his wife Amanda. And Phineas made a new BEA-Droid." Isabella explained.

Beatrice looked like her jaw was going to hit the floor. "Please tell me it was a girl." She said with a tone of blind terror.

"Yes, apparently they wanted a bodyguard/babysitter for there newborn son... can't say as I blame them for wanting that," Isabella said.

"I see..." Beatrice then took a deep, serene breath. Then she proceeded to calmly eat the massive breakfast she made for herself. "Where is father?" She asked in a calm, serene tone.

"Your mad, aren't you?" Isabella asked in concern.

"Why yes... now please mother... where is he?" Beatrice asked in an unsettling monotone.

XXXX

"PHINEAS FLYNN-FLETCHER!" Beatrice bellowed as she broke down the door, donned in the Silver Automaton armor. "I DEMAND A WORD WITH YOU!"

"Oh hi, Beatrice!" Milo Murphy said, completely nonplused that an armored robot broke down the front door. "I didn't think you'd want to be near me or my family after the wormhole incident."

"Sweety... can you at least get out of the armor first?" Phineas asked.

Beatrice then got out of her armor. "Okay... so let me explain what I've seen since before I lost consciousness from lack of power." She said in clear frustration. "You fired up the Quantum Android Forge to make robots, for the first time in ten years... why wasn't I kept in the loop about this?" She said looking upset. "I mean... it was the first I heard about it last night!"

"So... she didn't know about this?" Milo asked of Phineas.

"It was kind of supposed to be a surprise for you," Phineas said to Beatrice. "But... see. After the month or so you spent as a Human, and that backfired on you. I felt sorry that it didn't work out for you. I mean maybe if we talked about the issues BEFORE your grades and chores slipped, and the robo-Bea went after non-violent criminals the way it did, it could have worked. But seeing you forlorn before you ran off the way you did. I got the idea to make more BEA's like you so you wouldn't feel so alone." Phineas explained at length.

"But I've already got lots of friends as it is- wait did you say BEA's... as in plural?" Beatrice asked. Milo just nodded. "How many robot children did you order you, madman!?" She said, now pointing a laser cannon at Milo.

"Whoa! I only got the one BEA-Droid daughter I swear!" Milo pleaded.

"Beatrice Galatea Flynn! What have your mother and I told you about pulling weapons on civilians?" Phineas said in shock.

"N-Not to..." Beatrice said in shame as she turned the laser cannon back into a hand. "So... who are the other... BEA-Droids derived from?"

"Oh, that reminds me," Milo said as he ran off upstairs.

"This tablet has a live feed of the four BEA-Droids I made," Phineas said, giving a tablet to Beatrice. "Also, this is proofed against negative probability ions."

Beatrice looked at the feeds in question. In each window, there was an inactive BEA-Droid. "Wait... were any of them active before now?" Beatrice asked.

"No, we agreed that their first activation would be in unison at a set time," Phineas explained.

Beatrice turned her attention back to the tablet. She recognized her relatives, Uncle Jeremy, and Aunt Candace and their children around one BEA-Droid. Uncle Ferb, Aunt Vennessa and their son around another, and Melissa and Zack around a third. "Wait... two of them are literally my cousins?"

"Beyond that, you're the same kind of robot yes," Phineas said.

"And are Melissa and Zack getting one? I mean, I know they're married. But why not... you know... wait until there's already a Human child in the mix?" Beatrice asked.

"Well... let's just say that the wormhole incident did more than just strand you and your friends on Octallia," Phineas said.

"What does that even- oh... OH..." Beatrice said, realizing her father's gist. "By why not adopt first?" She asked. "Also, why would the Johnsons and Fletcher-Doofenshmirtz's even want a BEA-Droid?"

"Well, Ferb and Vennessa liked the idea. As for Jeremy and Candace... I think there reasoning was to give Amanda a sister she could hang out with. She's apparently been having problems with friends at school lately. Candace was rather vague about it."

"Really... I'm still hurt that Cousin Amanda doesn't talk to me at school." Beatrice said. "So what are there names?"

"There's Veronica Murphy," Phineas said, pointing to the feed of Milo and Amanda Murphy. "Jonah Underwood." He said pointing to the feed with Melissa and Zack. "Jennifer Johnson." He said pointing to the feed with Jeremey and Candace and their family. "And finally Norman Fletcher." He said pointing to the feed with Ferb and Vanessa.

"And they're all based on me?" Beatrice asked.

"More or less. There are modifications to there individual designs obviously. You know so that they aren't all just twins of you." Phineas said. "Not to mention some refinements to the QAF and your basic design that I've periodically made over the years on the off chance I'd make more robots with it."

"Including all of the weapons systems they can use since I'm assuming there also fully sentient amalgamated colonies of nanobots?" Beatrice asked.

Phineas then got a look of realization. "I'm starting to realize your concerns." Then his daughter started to clutch her stomach in pain. "What's wrong Beatrice?"

"That... that would be breakfast," Beatrice said as she fell to her knee's.

"You overate to compensate for missing dinner didn't you?" Phineas said in disappointment.

"Yes I know I shouldn't do that!" Beatrice said. "And I need to go before Murphy's Law get's me!" She said as she flew off through a wall in haste.

"I suppose I could take the new BEA-Droids to meet Bea when they activate," Phineas said.

XXXX

A little over an hour later, Phineas along with the newly activated BEA-Droid's were following a device that Phineas was using to track Beatrice. "Uncle Phineas," the green BEA-Droid Norman Fletcher said. "Are you certain that Progenitor Beatrice is here?" He asked as they walked through a park.

"Well she should be... but why though is what's bugging me?" Phineas said as he and the four androids followed him past a restroom. "Wait... of course she's in a restroom! She had stomach problems earlier and-" then Beatrice stumbled out, falling flat on her face.

"Well when you gotta go, you gotta go." Jonah Underwood, the black-haired android commented.

Then the dark purple haired Android, Veronica Murphy. Elbowed him in the chest. "Time and place Jonah." She whispered harshly.

"Beatrice, are you okay?" Phineas asked as he went over to his robotic daughter.

"It... took me a while to find a bathroom... away from Murphy's Law," Beatrice said deliriously, her face covered in sweat. "But... but I found it. And... and I managed to... to empty my 'septic tank' completely, before suffering heatstroke in there."

"TMI." Jennifer Johnson the bright red-haired android said in disgust.

Then Beatrice realized who the four individuals with her father were. "Well... I could have made a better first impression to my... my younger cousins." She said as she stood up unevenly. "A free word of advice... don't eat four or six days worth of breakfast at once. Or you'll... you'll end up like I am right now."

"Agian," Jennifer said in disgust. "TMI."

"I've had a rough and weird weekend!" Beatrice said greatly. "Also... don't go into that bathroom... believe me. What I did in there for the... the last hour. It should be a war crime." She said, still delirious from her bathroom break.

"Oh, it couldn't be that bad," Veronica said as she went in... then ran out gasping for breath. "IT WAS WORSE!"

"Get used to it kid..." Beatrice said. "Your dad's a Murphy-"

"Yeah... yeah, I got the data on Murphy's Law..." She chocked."I'm a robot how would I even choke on bad smells?!" Veronica said in disbelief.

"Dad... I want all of tomorrow off. No... no Silver Automaton duty. No leaving the house period... and I'm going to detox from my binge eating this morning." Beatrice said wearily.

"Well the new BEA-Droids do need to acclimate to there families anyway... and I did see the videos your friends posted on what happened on Friday," Phineas said. "Could you guys please give us a lift home?" He asked of the other BEA-Droids.