Author's Note: As you may have noticed, this story has moved over to the crossovers section, now posted as a Rugrats, and Phineas and Ferb story. This also brings me up to the next correction I need to make, that was an error in chapter 1. Dr. Doofensmirtz and the Turn-Everything-Evil-Inator are properties of Disney, and came from the Phineas and Ferb show, they do not belong to TCKing12, even though he might wish he owned them lol. Everything else as mentioned in the last chapter though, is correct. Now, on to chapter 2 of The Healing!
Chapter 2, The Shadows
Location: Inside Tommy's head, later that day on May 23, 2014
Two shadows, stared at one another, in the darkened area known as Tommy Pickles head. One of them, had a pair of glowing bright green eyes, while the other one, had a pair of firy glowing red eyes.
"Who are you? This is my body." Snapped the shadow with glowing red eyes.
"Well, apparently, we share this body. My name is Abbigale, I come from the future, from the year 2037." Said the shadow with green eyes.
"Well, I don't know what year it is, we two-year-olds have very little to no knowledge of that stuff, except it's this thing where when a new one starts, grown ups shout Happy New Year, at this giant ball on the TV. But if you must know everything, I'm Tommy, apparently, I was just recently created, and now possess the body of a sick, and hurted two-year-old toddler, but despite his condition, maybe he's injured and weak, but not for long, I'm gonna control this little freak, and take over the world!" Demanded Shadow Tommy.
"You may be two, since you're obviously a copy of this child, but I'm twelve, and the copy of some girl from another universe named Abbigale, and I have to say, are you out of your mind? Two-year-olds can't rule the world, only beautiful twelve-year-old girls like me can! Come on, all hale the purple triangle!" Shouted Shadow Abbigale.
"The purple triangle?" Shadow Tommy asked, out of confusion.
"That's right little baby shadow Tommy, it's a shape with three sides." Explained Shadow Abbigale.
"I know what a triangle is." Grumbled Shadow Tommy under his breath.
"So, what makes you think you're gonna take over the world anyway? You're just a shadow baby." Said Shadow Abbigale.
"A shadow baby's gotta do, what a shadow baby's gotta do, and don't you forget it missy!" Snapped Shadow Tommy, in a bossy tone of voice.
"Oh really, we'll just see about that." Snapped Shadow Abbigale.
"Come on Abbigale, don't be a baby, cuz if you resist me, I will destroy you." Demanded Shadow Tommy.
"Well then, I'm not afraid of you, and if you resist to work with me, then I will destroy you, taking over the world then." Said Shadow Abbigale.
"You're on then, come on then, let's go." Said Shadow Tommy.
"After you." Said Shadow Abbigale.
As all of this was going on, Tommy, warn out from all of the tantrum throwing he did, trying to resist his mother when she was trying to get him dressed and into the car at the hospital, was now at home, taking a nap in his bed. He awoke to the voices having their conversation in his head.
"Ah choo!" Sneezed Tommy, as his nose was running, as he awoke to the voices, and his head, now throbbing in pain, as a result of that head injury he suffered a few days back, and the pain medications they gave him at the hospital, were waring off.
Tommy looked around, trying to figure out where the sources of the voices were coming from.
"Hello? Anybody there?" Tommy asked, but no answer.
Still not convinced that the voices were coming from inside of him, Tommy got out of bed, and started pacing the bedroom, looking under his bed, Dil's crib, in the closet, and in all of the drawers of the dresser and changing table, to try and find the source of these voices, but nothing.
"Speak to me! I command you to speak to me!" Shouted Tommy, as he pulled all of the books and toys off of the bookshelves, and threw them on the floor.
"You talking to us?" Asked Shadow Abbigale in his head.
Just then, Tommy stopped in his tracks. It was one of the voices, and it was coming, from inside him!
"You gonna be a wimp or what?" Said Shadow Tommy.
"What do you mean wimp. Don't you know I'm the braveliest baby in the whole wide world, not to mention, most powerful, and I'm going to rule the world, and destroy everybody who bothers me, or stands in my way! Now who's with me?" Shouted Tommy at the top of his lungs.
Deep down, Tommy couldn't believe he was acting like his bossy cousin, who was only two years older than him, not to mention, talking to voices in his head.
Just then, Tommy had a flashback to when he was younger. In the flashback, he was upset that his favorite toy at the time, a stuffed lion, who he named Henry, but everyone else was calling Hermon, had been taken away from him by his mommy, after Tommy tried to give it a bath in water and mustard.
"Tommy, they've been wrong. They took away your lion and there's only one way to get him back." Said Angelica, clutching on the front of Tommy's shirt.
"Uh oh I smell trouble." Said Chuckie.
Tommy, you've gotta be bad." Explained Angelica.
"Bad?" Tommy asked, confused.
"That's right, bad." Replied Angelica.
"Don't listen to her Tommy." Said Chuckie.
"Yes listen. When I want a Reptar bar and nobody will give it to me, you know what I do? I get bad. I kick and scream and knock things over until I get it." Protested Angelica.
"I don't know, sounds too easy." Said Tommy.
"It is easy, and it's fun too. Well, gotta go, have a nice day." Said Angelica, walking away from the playpen.
"Shew, she's gone! Good thing we never listen to her eh Tommy? Tommy?" Chuckie asked, noticing Tommy was looking the opposite direction, and wasn't answering him. Tommy then slowly turned his gaze towards Chuckie, convinced by Angelica how he should be from now on.
"Chuckie, from now on, I'm gonna be bad." Replied Tommy.
Ending the flashback, Tommy returned to reality, peering at everything he had thrown on the floor off of the shelves. One of the items, was indeed, his stuffed lion Henry, no longer covered in mustard, but clean as a whistle. Thinking he got his lion back by being bad like Angelica told him a while back, completely forgetting how the rest of that ordeal turned out. Forgetting how in the end of all of that, he ended up listening to Chuckie when he nearly threw his mommy's necklace away, and now, voices in his head were convincing him once again, that when you're bad, you get whatever you want.
"Am I really that sick, hurted and broked? I'll tell you one thing, I don't care how sick, hurted and broked I am, I'm gonna take over the world, and no dumb little babies, or grown ups, are gonna stop me!" Tommy thought to himself, as it was suddenly apparent, he had possessed an evil side, like he was a meany.
Just as he was thinking all of this, Tommy caught a glimpse of himself in his bedroom mirror. As the evil red and green eyes glared at him in his reflection, Tommy started shaking nervously.
"Uh… Who is that?" Tommy asked nervously, hoping to get an answer from that reflection.
"The mirror boy is scary looking, run!" Tommy thought to himself, as he ran in fear back to his bed, and hid beneath the covers, shaking in fear.
"Yeah, be a wimp." Said Shadow Abbigale.
"Hey! Who are you calling wimp?" Shadow Tommy barked.
"You can't even control this person's body the right way. Here, let me show you how it's done." Said Shadow Abbigale.
""Hey little baby, don't you know that you can't rule the world from beneath those covers? Come on kid, I dare you, to destroy, the next baby or grown up, who wants your attention." Said Shadow Abbigale.
Tommy heard this and sat up in bed, removing the covers from his face. His hands sweating, an evil grimmice on his face.
"Don't be a baby, go out there and claim the world as your own." Said Shadow Tommy from inside Tommy's head.
Tommy stood up, and surprised himself by his next move.
"A baby's gotta do, what a baby's gotta do, and this baby, is going to take over the world! Ha ha ha ha ha!" Shouted Tommy, laughing evily, taking him, and Peter, who overheard him down the hall, with great surprise.
"Tommy, you awake?" Peter shouted from the end of the hall.
Tommy overheard Peter call his name, and ran out of the bedroom to see what he wanted.
Peter was there for the evening, babysitting Tommy and Dil, while their parents went out to dinner, as they were exhausted from all they had been through the last few days.
"Tommy! You're awake! Good, cuz it's time for your bath!" Said Peter, as Tommy approached him standing in the door of the bathroom.
"I'm not taking a bath, you can't make me." Snapped Tommy.
"Now Tommy, I know things have been hard for you, and you don't feel wonderful, but you love your baths, and I'm sure, you'll feel better once you're all clean and nice." Said Peter with a smile.
"The only thing that will make me feel better, is destroying you and taking over the world!" Snapped Tommy.
Peter, oblivious to the fact that Tommy had been possessed by an evil spirit, simply took it as a cranky sick and injured two-year-old babbling his feelings, because he didn't feel good, and bypassed it, figuring that maybe the bath would cheer Tommy up.
"Now you pick out a toy to play with in the tub, while I get the bath ready." Said Peter, as he put a hand on Tommy's shoulder, and led him to the shelf in the bathroom, where all of the bath toys were kept, while Peter went and started up the water in the tub.
And this, ends chapter 2. So, what will happen next? Will Tommy take his bath? Will Peter be destroyed? Will the world be taken over by the braveliest and now, most evilest two-year-old on the planet? We'll find out, in chapter 3.