It's done! And in a semi-timely fashion, to boot! I'm so proud of myself!

Doofenshmirtz-1's POV

"Woah..." Doofenshmirtz said in an overawed tone of voice. "Whoever designed this room had really great taste!"

The floor was the exact same tone of purple as the exterior of his own building. The walls featured the word "Doofenshmirtz" running up in diagonal stripes, against a background of light yellow. He looked up at the ceiling and the gasped again as he saw what was on it: a holographic image of his face, staring down at whoever happened to be in the room (in this case, just him). Strangely, his left eye was replaced by a patch with a mysterious scar running over it.

The view of the sky from a nearby window caught his eye. It was colored purple and pink, presumably from air pollution. He stepped over to get a better look, and this time just skipped the gasping and went straight to slack-jawed amazement. The urban landscape below featured all manner of strangely designed buildings, most of which he fell in love with instantly, but that wasn't what impressed him here.

Images of himself, again with the eyepatch and scar, filled the city below him. Just under the window, for instance, was an enormous, grinning statue of him in what seemed to be a pose of self-assured confidence. Beyond that, electronic billboards floated past the strange buildings, each featuring various images of his face.

"Sir?" someone said behind him. He turned around and saw Major Monogram, dressed in a strange purple suit. "What are you doing out-"

Monogram stopped as soon as he realized who he was talking to.

"... Where is your eyepatch, sir?" he asked.

"What is it with that eyepatch?" Doofenshmirtz replied. "That statue and all those pictures of my face have it. I mean, did someone just decide I'd look better with it? Because I think they may be right; it looks way cool!"

Monogram blinked in confusion.

"I don't underst-" he began, and then cut himself off. A moment of silence followed as his face changed from confusion to cowed understanding

"... You're from the Other Dimension, aren't you?" he said in realization.

"Well, duh!" Doofenshmirtz said. "How do you think I got here? I built an Other Dimension-inator so I could find another dimension with an Earth made out of solid gold and sell it. But since somebody seems to have conquered this alternate Tri-State Area for me in anticipation of my arrival, I supposed it'll do for now."

The blood drained for Major Monogram's face, which Doofenshmirtz took no notice of. Monogram pulled his communicator off of his belt, toggled it to the channel for Second Dimension Doofenshmirtz, and whispered into it "I think we may have a situation here, sir."

Unfortunately, Doofenshmirtz-2 took a moment too long to realize that, if his most trusted servant was whispering, there was probably a good reason for him to whisper too.

"What are you bothering me for?" he shouted, running water audible in the background, and then a creak, after which the noise stopped. "I'm in the middle of a shower, and if this isn't-"

Then the Doofenshmirtz from the First Dimension heard his counterpart's voice through the communicator.

"Is that me?" he exclaimed excitedly. "Oh, that's what's up with all the statues! There's another me here, and he's the one who conquered this Tri-State Area! I guess I'm cool with sharing power, as long as it's with me."

There was silence in the room; an excited, somewhat naive silence on Doofenshmirtz-1's part, and an utterly stunned silence with Doofenshmirtz-2 and Monogram.

"Is that..." Doof-2 said after a moment, his voice trailing off before he could speak further.

"It is, sir," his indentured executive assistant replied. "Do you want me to bring him to you?"

Doofenshmirtz-2 seemed to be a state of shock for a few moments after hearing Monogram speak. He sounded like he was trying to form words, but that his mouth wasn't responding to his mind.

"Sir?" Monogram said in a concerned tone.

"I..." Doofenshmirtz said, still sounding stunned and a little distant. Then he seemed to regain his conviction, and said "I mean... Yes, yes, of course bring him to me, you ingrate! Now! I don't care if you have to run over small children getting to me, I want to see me! NOW!"

Monogram sighed, apparently relieved that his boss was back to normal.

"Right away, sir," he said, and clicked off his communicator. He turned to Doofenshmirtz-1, who was staring at him in apparent amazement.

"You're..." he said, and then stopped, apparently having fallen prey to the same affliction as his Second Dimension counterpart. He opened his mouth, and then closed it again without saying anything.

"You..." he finally got out when he seemed to have recovered. "You're Francis Monogram!"

Monogram sighed, this time sounding more exasperated than relieved.

"Yes," he said. "Yes, I am."

"And you're..." Once again, Doofenshmirtz-1 seemed to have been stunned into silence. "You're, like, my secretary or something!"

"I am not your secretary, sir. We went over this the last time you were here. I am an 'indentured executive assistant.'"

"My... wait, what do you mean, 'the last time I was here?'"

"You don't remember?" Monogram's tone of voice changed again, this time from exasperation to confusion.

"I'm pretty sure I'd remember a place as awesome as this!" Doofenshmirtz said, raising his arms in an attempt to emphasize his point, but like his attempt to appear dramatic with his Other Dimension-inator earlier, he failed miserably. In this case, instead of having a small insect flying down his throat, he hit his hand on a lamp mounted on the wall, knocking it loose and sending it flying into the ceiling with a crash. Monogram-2 didn't seem to notice, lost in the same stupor that had recently claimed both Doofenshmirtz's.

"You... You don't remember?" he asked. The confusion in his voice was more evident now, though Doofenshmirtz-1 failed to notice it, busy nursing his injured hand as he was.

"Well, yeah," he said. "This is my first time here. I wish I'd found it earlier, it looks like a nice place to live."

"Well, that is interesting," he said, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "But we'd better get you over to Supreme Overlord Doofenshmirtz. He's currently inspecting the captured Resistance bunker."

"A Resistance?" Doofenshmirtz-1 asked excitedly. "I get my own Resistance? Man, this dimension is awesome!"

Monogram didn't speak much on the hover car ride. Doofenshmirtz-1, on the other hand, screamed in excitement at almost everything, from the way the common people ran away at the sight of his car to the NormBots who shot anyone who failed to get out of the way. When the car arrived at the bunker, Doofenshmirtz lept out and started looking around, apparently for the bunker entrance. The area the hover car had stopped in was a stretch of abandoned buildings, of which there were many in Danville.

"So, where is this bunker?" he asked. "Is there, like, some giant steel door that opens into an abandoned nuclear shelter?"

"You've been playing too much Fallout," Monogram said. "The entrance is somewhat less obtrusive than that."

He walked over to what might have been an abandoned store and opened the wooden door into it. In spite of its rotted and decayed appearance, it opened smoothly and without noise.

"Oh," Doofenshmirtz-1 said. "That looks more like an abandoned store than a bunker."

"That's why it took us so long to find it."

Doofenshmirtz hesitantly followed Monogram into the crumbling building. The interior seemed normal enough for a store that had been left to rot for two years. The ceiling had caved in in several places, the shelves were completely stripped of all merchandise, and the stench of decay was all-pervading.

"Ummm..." Doofenshmirtz-1 said. "I was under the impression that there was a Resistance bunker, not a Resistance decaying building."

This time, Monogram just ignored him. He walked over to the cashiers desk and pressed a specific sequence of keys on the cash register.

The floor began to rumble. Doofenshmirtz-1 looked down nervously and quickly moved to the far side of the room. This proved to be a wise decision on his part, because just after he did so, the spot where he'd been standing fell away, revealing a long metal staircase.

Monogram didn't seem to view this as anything special, and just started down the stairs. Doofenshmirtz, on the other hand, was absolutely amazed.

"Woah..." he whispered. "This is almost as cool as a giant Vault door."

"I'm glad to hear you think so, sir," Monogram called up from below. "Could you please hurry up?"

With a start, Doofenshmirtz-1 ran down after him.

Doofenshmirtz-2 was waiting for them at the bottom of the staircase, pacing like a caged animal. When he saw his First Dimension counterpart, he ran over to him and started looking him over.

"You..." he said, apparently lost for words, a rare occurrence for him. An expression of awe had pasted itself across his features, bringing with it an almost reverent silence.

Unfortunately, the First Dimension Doofenshmirtz suffered from no such silence. "Oh, my god," he exclaimed. "You're me!"

Doofenshmirtz-2 looked over at Monogram. His expression changed from reverence to something a bit closer to annoyance.

"Is he always like this?" he asked. Monogram just nodded. "Hm. Well, I suppose I could learn to put up with it."

He turned back to his First Dimension self. "So, me," he said. "It's been a while. Four years, if memory serves."

"Why do you people keep saying that?" Doofenshmirtz-1 said. "This is my first time here. I told your secretary already-"

"Indentured executive assistant!" Monogram interrupted.

"-I would remember a place as awesome as this!" Doofenshmirtz-1 continued, without taking notice of Monogram's outburst. "I mean, a whole Tri-State Area that already obeys me? It's like a dream come true!"

"Um, a Tri-State Area that obeys me," Doofenshmirtz-2 corrected. "I am the one who went to the troubled of conquering it."

"Well, yeah, but you're me, and therefore, this Tri-State Area obeys me as well!"

"Hmm..." Doofenshmirtz-2 seemed skeptical. "That can wait until later. For now, I have a lot to ask you about."

He put his arm around his First Dimension Self's shoulders, and led him into his office. There was a feeling of something monumental occurring, something that would have far-felt repercussions. Nothing good could come of this.

Well, that was ominous. Who knows what will happen next? Only me... And I'm not telling!

Not really. I'm not actually sure what's going to happen next, either.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed:

fan-like-irving: I'll try. I got this one done, didn't I?

Sleeping Kangaroo: Don't tell anyone, but that's actually going to be a bit of a big thing later on. And I hope this chapter's exciting, too!

14AmyChan: If Bully Bromance Breakup is anything to go by, not too long...

Green-Finch24601: Now I feel guilty about saying that to get reviews (which isn't going to prevent me from doing it again)... But thanks. In the next few chapters, I think stuff is really going to start happening.

TheCartoonFanatic01: Well, I should certainly hope you've read it, if you're reviewing. But thank you so much for reviewing! It means so much to me that you like this story!

nintendgal101: Probably the same way Phineas is going to act about Perry.