This is an idea that was heavily inspired by a story called "Amphibia: Stepford World" by Jawmax, where the Girls and the Planters return to the Earth to find everyone under the Influence of an AI that has changed the state of order with all Men as the workers and Women as Housewives. They soon find themselves infected by the same AI and try to fight the influence before it's too late.

It has been worked on for a while, and I have a knack for attempting to continue stories that are practically abandoned. So, I think I'll try and make it myself if I can. Be advised that I tend to fly off the track where the original was going, so this may lead to some plot holes and confusion. But, without further ado, here's my little continuation of the story, "Amphibia: Stepford World."

Anne, Sasha and Marcy traveled to the middle of nowhere, where nature was lush and the place was misty. Their search for answers in order to try and stop Stepford lead them to this secluded area where they believed to meet someone who could help. According to Anne's Mother's Journal, she apparently hid something so well, it was even given a blind eye from Stepford when investigated. Her mother wasn't "The Last Holdout", it was someone she came in contact with during the months the girls were in Amphibia. Ad this person had some valuable information that was shared with Anne's Mother when she tried to rebel against Stepford. It would seem that Oum was trying to work with whoever that was before she gave in. Whoever this person was, it meant hope for the three, as they finally had a chance to make progress in resisting Stepford and possible turning everything back to normal.

Though, they felt like this wasn't gonna be as easy as they wanted it to be as they continued down the road. The place they were going to was very reclusive, since they passed the city limit a few miles back, may seemingly be reaching the edge of the state and were as good as lost now. There was trees on their left side of the road, a lush field on the other, a line of overhead towers following the road, and nothing but grey skies in the air. They managed to make the trip on bikes, but even they had to complain that this was really tiresome.

"It feels like we've been riding forever." Sasha whined as she was almost out of breath.

"It'll be worth it, Sasha. We're almost there. And…hey, any of you feel different?" Marcy said. "I could swear I just got an itch in the back of something I can't scratch."

"Yeah. I kinda felt that too." Anne said. "Anyway, we're not too far now. The map says just a little further."

She was using the map on her phone to get to where they were going. Had to get a universal battery pack in order so that it could make the trip, but it was worth it. However, when Anne looked at her phone again, the screen was starting to glitch like crazy before it suddenly went off all together.

"Huh?" She went. "What happened to my phone?"

"What happened?" Sasha asked.

"It just…turned off. Like completely went dead on me!"

"Call me crazy, Anne, but I think it has something to do with this itch I can't scratch." Marcy said.

"You might be right, Mar-Mar. Because before it went dead, I saw the dot was on…right here."

That is when the girls raised their heads to see that their destination was an old, abandoned church that went just off the main road. Anne believed that their destination was here, but it didn't look like much.

Sasha didn't hesitate to express how she felt about the place. "The Last Holdout lives here?"

"Well, the decrepit and rather spooky atmosphere give off the impression that this guy could be a psychopath."

Anne shook off their comments and pocketed her phone as she said "I refuse to believe that we came all the way here for nothing. If we find anything or anyone, then we check it out, if not…then I don't know what else to do."

"I still think we should've brought Sprit, Polly and Hop Pop here with us." Marcy said, to which Anne replied "My mom and dad are looking out for them. Sprig said he'll keep them from coming all the way here to find us."

"Anne, we're all to committed to this as you, but don't you think you're acting a little paranoid?" Sasha asked.

"Sash, we've been nightmares for days on end, we can't predict what Stepford will do next and you're calling me paranoid?"

"That's…fair." She admitted as Anne nodded before the girls placed their bikes to the ground and walked over to the old doors of the building and pushed them open with little trouble. Upon entering, they walked into the chapel, seeing that it's had better days; there were benches that had their backs facing each other all the way up to the altar, which has papers scattered around it and candles melted onto the stand of the statue that was of Jesus. The girls took a few steps in, but stopped almost immediately at the sound of a gun cocking…and the feeling of its barrel being pointed at Marcy's head.

"I thought I made it clear to Ol' Stepfy that I was not to be disturbed." The voice of a gruff young man came out from behind the girls. Marcy immediately raised her hands up and turned around in a panic, saying "Wait! Don't shoot! We come in peace!"

As the girls turned around, the saw the one who had them cornered with a gun. Much to their surprise, it was a man in his early twenties, had combed brown hair that went to his neck, a goatee and glasses on his face. He wasn't the most rugged set of clothing, but it just screamed that he was a stereotypical, post-apocalyptic, dystopian junker freedom fighter who was out on his own. Specifically, he was wearing a trench coat over a plane white t-shirt and a military grade tactical vest, light brown trousers and a part of brown construction boots that had dry mud on them. He also had brown leather gloves over his hands. And he was, in fact, holding a shotgun square in Marcy's at the moment.

"They always say that." He said to them. "They always say they want peace, and so do I. And that means peace and quiet. I just wanna be left alone. So you can tell Stepford to take a hint."

"No, no, wait! Stepford didn't sent us!" Anne exclaimed. "We managed to come here on our own!"

"Is that right? For what reason?"

"Are you the Last Holdout?" Sasha managed to ask. And to their surprise, the man lowered his gun, having a small surprised look on his face.

"There was only one person in the world who called me that." He said.

Confused by that, Marcy began to say "Wait, really? Because everybody in town called-"

"My mother 'The Last Holdout'." Anne finished, leaving the man confused.

"Your mother? …Who are you?"

"She was the one who called you the Last Holdout, wasn't she? Her name was Oum Boonchuy. I'm her daughter, Anne Boonchuy."

"…I see." The man then put his shotgun down completely before walking over to one of the benches and stand down. "…My name is Simon Kramer…and yeah. I am the Last Holdout."

The girls took that in for a moment before Sasha decided to speak her mind.

"So, you're the guy who had been able to resist Stepford's influence?"

"Yep."

"Honestly? You were not what I expected." She blurted out before Anne elbowed her.

"How were you able to do it?" Marcy asked. "From what we know, Stepford takes over people through nanomachines in it bodies. Did you…take them over or something?"

Simon just shook his head. They wouldn't understand it if he explained. But he decided to humor them as he answered.

"I don't have any nanites in me."

"WHAT?!" All the girls went, but Simon stood up and rose his hands at them.

"Would you keep it down? Stepfy has been trying to get eyes and ears on me for a while now. Even through you, I can tell you're covered in the little things, so it could possibly hear us now."

"Oh, sorry. We do want to keep it on the down low." Marcy said. But that little nickname Simon gave for the AI didn't fly by Sasha head, as she suppressed a giggle. "You call it Stepfy?"

Simon shrugged as it to say "She's earned it."

"So, how do you not have nanites?" Anne asked. "From what Stepford planned, she put nanites into everyone in the prior months. Were you just…not part of the plan?"

"Control? Indoctrination? Assimilation? That's no plan." Simon said, making the girls look around the church. And then Anne said "That's why you're here?"

"You got that right." He said. "See, according to Stepford's plan, I'm a nuisance. Cause I like to think, I like to read. I'm into freedom of speech and freedom of choice. I'm the kind if guy who wants to sit at a bar and think, "Gee, should I have the Tequila and tonic, the Gin or a whole bottle of whiskey?" I want to get drunk. I want to handle my problems the 'easy way out', okay? I want to smoke a Cuban cigar in a non-smoking section. I wanna run through the streets naked with green Jello all over my body reading Playboy magazine. Why? Because I suddenly might feel the need to. You got that?"

The girls were a little disgusted by that last one as he went on. "I've seen the future, you know what it is? It's a 90-year-old family guy wearing slacks and a knit sweater, talking about the "good ol days" while watching the Lucy show. You live up top, you live Stepford's way. Means perfectly happy, perfectly stable, perfectly boring. My choice? …Take a cure, come down here and slowly lose your mind."

"Yeah, we could tell." Sasha said, unnerved after hearing all that. She did catch the last part though, "But if you managed to find a cure, why didn't you try to administer it to the rest of the world?"

Simon laughed at the question, thinking she was serious.

"And to what end? As much as I hate to admit, Stepford brought peace to the entire world with her influence. No one's fighting or planning wars. Hell, even the Middle East is calm now, if you could believe that. If I decided to try and cure everyone, let's say I'm successful: there'd be mass panic within a minute. Everything that has been accomplished would go kaput and we'd be back to square one. You really want that?"

The girls looked at each other realized that he may have had a point. Out of all the things that the AI did that they considered a nightmare, world peace was anything anyone could dream about and wish for. They can't just…give that up, can they?

"All I want is for everyone in Stepfy's grip to go and bury themselves in their shit and let them think happy happy thoughts forever."

"…Well, we still want to be free of her nanomachines." Anne spoke for the trio. "They're driving us crazy."

Simon remarked "Yeah, they tend to do that at first. You're just lucky that's about ALL they do to you."

"What do you mean?" Asked Marcy.

"It's better that you do not know. I see no real reason to help you out, so why don't you just go and leave me alone?"

"Because, we do need them out!" Sasha yelled. "We can't fully think about the situation we're dealing with while these damn things are messing with us, and that computer in our heads."

"What are you talking about?"

"We've had robots coming in from the other dimension we traveled to a few months ago and they've been after my two friends here." Sasha explained. "Stepford said she could handle it, but none of us have a good reason to trust here while she's messing with our heads. I just know that it's only a matter of time before a full invasion force comes and I'm pretty sure that computer's way over it's digital head if it thinks she can solve this problem so easily."

After hearing that, Simon was looking at Sasha as if she were crazy and turned his head to Anne and Marcy while pointing her. But, the two merely shrugged.

"She is telling the truth." Marcy said.

And Anne added "Other dimension? The three of us came back here with some humanoid frog people? This was all over the news, how have you not heard of it?"

"Does it look like I have a TV around here?" Simon gestured to the church he made his home. "Besides, barely any technology works around here because of the electromagnetic field I put up."

"An electromagnetic what-now?" Sasha said. The other two were interested in what he meant by that as well.

"I created what's basically a cloaking device that covers everything within a twenty mile radius around this area. Any electrical devices are practically rendered useless the moment they enter through the field. And Stepford's nanites are unable to function properly in this terrain. It gives off the illusion that I'm completely off the grid."

"That explains the itch we felt." Marcy said. "How did you make something like that?"

Simon walked over to a map he had on the wall and points to a place not too far away from the church.

"There's an old abandoned radio station you passed a few miles back. It was hidden in the trees. I did a little rewiring there and managed to create signal, transmitted by the overhead towers next to the road to boost a signal big enough to cover most of the area." He explained. "Gives me plenty of space to work with while I'm on the lamb."

Anne thought back to what her mother's journal said about this guy. He was a technician of some kind, he worked on making Stepford's programming. He had to have known everything about it, and since he made a cure, he knew how to treat them and help avoid its influence. The itch in their heads that they couldn't scratch was a sign that they had temporarily jumped off Stepford's radar, even though she was still trying to reach them. If they could dispose of the nanites within them, they could be off her chain all together. That is, if this guy could be willing to help her.

Walking over to him, she began to say "Look…we didn't want to come here for nothing. My mother had been in contact with you because of the same reasons we showed up. She took the fall for you as "The Last Holdout" and rebelled as much as she could until she had me back in her life. After that, she gave in without much of a fight." Simon listened carefully to what she was getting at. "Me and my friends? We have nothing to lose…except maybe our sanity if we keep hearing Stepford damn voice in our heads. We can't live like this. We'd much rather go back to the other dimension we traveled to than live in this weird-ass world."

Sasha and Marcy nodded in agreement, but the three of them then looked to see Simon looking at them with a deadpanned expression, since he was still not buying that "Other Dimension" story.

Groaning, Anne went on. "Just…forget about that last part. We still need your help. Because you may not just be helping us, you're helping everybody else with what's coming. You don't have to fully believe us, but we wouldn't have come if this wasn't serious. We need to be focused on it, and we can do that without Stepford trying to brainwash us. So, please…"

In all this time on his own, living a vagrant life away from stability that Stepford brought to the world, Simon didn't think he'd make a difference if he tried to 'cure' people and bring things back to normal. But as much as he knew it would be a bad idea, the thought of starting a rebellion, even with a small mob, did cross his mind from time to time. These girls came to him for his help, they wanted to be free from Stepford. It was clear that they've only had the nanites for at least a few weeks, so they haven't been fully integrated. He hadn't seen that in a while, so it meant that this might be his chance. It might name him Public Enemy Number 1, but it's not like he had anything to lose.

"…We'll have to head back to the city. There's a lab we can use there." Simon replied, and the girls fist pumped, looking each other with regained hope. The Last Holdout soon moved over to a door he came out of when he ambushed the girls. "I gotta get some stuff. Wait here."

As they saw the guy close the door behind him, the girls felt great relief flow through themselves. They were finally going to get rid of Stepford's influence and fight back against it. There was no doubt that it would be difficult, even with the help of their friend, Simon, but after everything they've been through, the girls believed that they were prepared for anything.

"Anne?!"

"Sasha?!"

"Marcy?!"

Except for that. Hearing those familiar male voices was something they were not prepared for as the girls turned to the entrance of the church, Danny, Lucas and Tony were rushing towards them. They almost refused to believe that they followed them all the way from the city. But they could tell that Stepford sent them here to bring them back.

"Thank goodness you are safe."

"None of you are hurt, right?"

"We got worried until we heard you came here."

Pinching the bridge of her nose, an already frustrated Anne said to the boys. "Danny…you and your brothers need to leave. You can tell our parents we'll be home soon. This is something we need to do."

"We know why you're here." Lucas replied. "Stepford told us that more bots from Amphibia were coming here and have been stalking you."

Tony continued "He was about to turn them off, but then…they just seemed to have vanished from his sights."

"And when we were told to come and find you, the connection between us and Stepford seemed to have been disrupted." Danny finished.

"Yeah. We know the feeling." Sasha remarked while Marcy seemed to be thinking…until an idea hit her.

"…Wait, you said that they vanished from Stepford's sights, right? Like they jumped off the grid?"

The boys nodded yes. Anne was getting the idea of what that meant.

"The only place in the world where that could be possible is…right around this church."

"Wait, you don't think-?" Sasha began to say before something tried to get the girls from behind. The girls and the boys quickly dove out of the way as it just so happened that their assailant turned out to be a cloak-bot.

"Targets acquired: Anne Boonchuy, Marcy Wu. This time, no hacking me." The robot said, having been aware of what happened to its predecessor the first time around.

Sasha was still offended that she wasn't considered a threat big enough to be dealt with. "Seriously?! Left out again?"

"Not now, Sasha!" Anne yelled as she grabbed a wooden board that was on one of the benches and smashes it over the bot's head. Didn't seem to do any damage, since the board snapped like a toothpick, forcing to Anne to get back as it swung its claw at her. Danny grabbed hold of Anne by the hand and pulled her close as his brothers did the same with their respective girls.

"Come on, Sasha! We should get out of here!" Luca said as he pulled at her arm, but she swiped it away, showing a face of determination. "Let go! I'm not going to be afraid of some robot!"

The Cloak-bot then utilized its laser eyes, firing at the two, causing Lucas to push Sasha and himself down in order to dodge.

"Okay. Maybe a little afraid." Sasha groaned. "The one time I don't have any blades on me."

"Sasha, I really don't want you to hurt yourself, fighting that thing or using a weapon of any kind!"

Even in a situation like this, the boys continue act infuriating towards the girls with their protective personalities. They thought that after crossing the field, they would show semblance of who they were before, whatever that was. But it seems that they changed too much. Even if they felt the itch in the back of their heads liked the girls did, they still acted so…stereotypical, like generic good boys who protected their girlfriends like heroes.

Despite how protective the boys were being, it did not deter the girls in anyway. Marcy and Tony were hiding behind one of the benches, seeing the robot try to kill Anne and Sasha and Tony's brother. She wished she had her crossbow on her, but her parents unfortunately confiscated that when she was not looking. Luckily, there was still something in the room they could, left behind the Last Holdout.

"Simon's shotgun!" She yelled, getting the Cloak-Bot's attention. "…Probably shouldn't have said that out loud." Without a second thought, she grabbed the gun from the bench which she then jumped over and rolled underneath the droid, as she was now on the ground and aiming the weapon. And before it could grab her, she cocked the shotgun and pulled the trigger. The shot completely blasted off the bot's head when its claw came close to taking Marcy by the head. The boys looked pretty shocked by how she was suddenly able to do that, while the girls simply sighed in relief. Marcy was breathing heavily as Tony went over, quickly grabbed the gun from her hand and tossed it aside before helping Marcy off the floor.

"Marcy, are you okay?" He said, still shocked by how she able to do that.

"Yeah, I'm fine." She replied as she caught her breath.

"That was very dangerous, Marcy. Handling a gun takes training!"

"Tony-"

"You didn't have to put yourself in harm's way like that. That thing was after you, for crying out loud!"

"Tony…" Marcy started to struggle in getting out of the boy's grip.

"Seriously, Marcy! Don't ever do that again! I know you did thing like this before in Amphibia, but you don't understand that-"

Having it with this brainwashed Lover Boy, Marcy finally got Tony's hands off her and then grabbed him by the shirt, much to his surprise and the other's.

"No, you don't understand, Tony!" She yelled out. "I dealt with a whole bunch of hell that Stepford no-doubt told you about already! But I'm fine! I came out alive! Even with Anne and Sasha always looking out for me, I still did well on my own! And I'll keep doing it! Because I'm a freaking Amazon Warrior Queen, just like Anne said!"

The other three looked over to Anne, who gave an awkward shrug.

"I've made it far from where I used to be as just an unmindful clutz! I don't need you to protect me! And I sure as hell don't need you as a BOYFRIEND!" And then, so unexpectedly, Masha winds up pushing Tony down to the ground. The boy and his brothers were left shocked as a Marcy retrieved the shotgun, turned her back on them and began to leave with Anne and Sasha.

"That was some thing to see, Marcy." Sasha said. "Didn't know you had it in you."

"To be honest, you kinda scared me for a second there." Said Anne. "Where did that come from?"

"Don't know. But it felt so good." Marcy replied with a smile on her face and a shotgun on her shoulder.

As Danny and Lucas went over to help their brother up, they were still in shock by how the girls handled themselves, especially Marcy. It would seem that the confidence of theirs has been suppressed ever since they became part of the system, due to Stepford's influence no doubt. But out here, if only temporarily, they unleashed it against the threat they face from the other world, and the boys Stepford selected for them to be couples. They boys themselves, to see them do it, it wasn't just surprising, it felt…real.

"I can't believe she did that." Tony said as his brother got him back on his feet.

"The way she handle that. Girl's tougher than she looked." Danny said, still processing all that happened.

Lucas seemed to be the one who took it the wrong way, how Marcy treated her brother. "She's crazy. All three of them are. And those are the girls Stepford asked us to be with? I could think of several different chicks who are better than them!" But then, he slapped his hand over his mouth, surprised by what he said, as well as his brothers. "…Did I really just say that?"

The other two knew how their brother was like before. A total rebel, and they weren't any different themselves before Stepford steered them straight. Being disconnected from her, unable to hear its guiding voice made the boys feels like they were reverting to their old selves, bit by bit.

"…Let's just forget about that little outburst for a second and head after the girls." Danny suggested as they ran out of the church.

Meanwhile, the girls headed outside the church and were hoping to get out of here, thinking they could hook up with Simon later. But they only got a few feet before more cloak-bots suddenly came out of nowhere, surrounding them. And knowing their bikes weren't going cut it for a quick getaway, Sasha turned to see a 1977 Off-Road modified Camaro, and figured it would be their best bet.

"In the car!" She yelled to the other two as they rushed for the car, Marcy accidentally dropping the shotgun she had and the cloak-bots were right on their tails. They quickly shoved themselves inside and Sasha put herself in the driver seat, quickly managing to find the keys in the sunvisor and jammed it into the ignition.

"But Sash, we're too young to drive!" Marcy felt the need to call out, but it irked Anne and Sasha since no wasn't the time to worry about the small stuff.

"Really, Marcy?!" The two shouted at her, pushing her in the back and making her feel small until a robotic claw barged through the window and tried to grab Marcy. Panicking-ly, Sasha revved up the car, put in drive and floored it, speeding the car through the dirt with three cloak-bots getting dragged from behind.

Meanwhile, Simon back at the church, had finally got out of the room with a few packs of gear around his person.

"Okay. I'm all ready." He said before seeing that the church was void of anyone else. "…Where did everybody go?"

Sasha wasn't going anywhere across the field they were on, she was just frantically turning the wheel left and right, even doing a donut, trying to get the bots off the car they were in. But they were holding on tight and breaking through each window except for the front windshield…

(CLOAK-BOT LANDS ON ROOF, CLAWS CRACK THE WINDSHIELD)

…Nevermind. However, the girls weren't out of the fight yet as the glove compartment popped open to reveal a pistol inside. Quickly getting herself out of shock, Sasha took the gun and started shooting it at the bot that was at her door, trying stab her at with its claw.

"Get back, you mechanical freaks!" She in between shooting the thing, making lose its grip as she blasted its face off. But Sasha hit a bump, which caused the gun to fall out of her hand…and into Marcy's. Remember how she handled the crossbow she had back in Newtopia, and how she stood up to Tony's over protectiveness, a sense of determination to protect and her friends filled Marcy as she practically emptied the gun into the bots that were holding onto the sides of the car.

"Eat lead, you psycho droids!" She shouted as she managed to blast them off. "Yeah! That's right!"

"Nice one, Marcy!" Anne said to her friend before the girls heard something above their heads. The cloak-bot was still on the roof, which it was starting to rip off like the can opener. It showed its creepy face the moment the entire hood was ripped off, ready to strike.

"…My turn." Anne practically growled as her eyes and hair glowed blue and rose with energy and power. Ripping herself out of the seat she was on, she flew and blasted herself to the robot, slamming it off the top of the car and back into the hard ground.

Sasha and Marcy were shocked by how she was able to do that. Anne's powers continues to surprise them. But they were in shock for too long that Sasha didn't see where they were going. The car drove across a big rock sticking out of the ground that ramped them up and wound up flipping the car to its side. Thankfully, neither of them were injured as the car came to a stop. They crawled of the wreckage as they looked to see Anne having her fist still in the now destroyed Cloak-Bot.

She was breathing heavily as her power went down, and then she began to feel woozy. Sasha quickly rushed to Anne and caught her before she could hit the ground. Marcy was about to go over there, taking a glance of the car they just totaled and the gun in her hand. But before anything else could be done, the sound of…bikes could be heard riding down the grassy field towards the girls, and they recognized them as their bikes being ridden by the boys. They were sweaty and panting from how fast they were going and Tony seemed to have the shotgun strapped to his back. Getting off the bikes, the three quickly went over the girls, the protective sides winning out again.

"Girls! Are you all okay?!" Lucas yelled out as he and Danny went by Sasha and the now barely conscious Anne. Meanwhile Tony rushed over to Marcy, but she was still not comfortable around him at the moment.

"Marcy, I-" he started to say before she interrupted him. Again.

"Now's not the time to ask if I'm okay, Tony. Let's just get Anne out of here before-"

But then she interrupted when the sounds of mechanical movement was near. A cloak-bot, or what remained of one with its lower half destroyed, was slowly crawling over to the kids. Marcy tried to fire at it, but realized she ran the pistol dry of bullets. Panicking, Tony fumbled with the shotgun he had and prepared to fire it…when upon pumping it, a shell got stupidly stuck in the ejector, jamming the thing as he tried to get it out. The Cloak-Bot was coming close to attacking with what little strength it had left…when its head was suddenly blown off.

The kids were in shock since none of them did it. But that is when they turned to see a familiar face, Simon, having another car, a van, and was holding another shotgun in hand that he used to destroy the robot. He was not looking the least bit happy with the kids though. As he walks over to the overturned Camaro Sasha "borrowed"…

"I leave you guys alone for like 5 minutes," He says, opening the truck and pulling out a duffel bag that was in there before chucking it over to his van. "And you steal one of my cars. Nice."

"I…we were just trying to-" Sasha said in between heavy breathing. But Lucas tried to finish it for her. "Please understand sir. These girls were in imminent danger-"

"Yeah. Yeah. I saw." Simon introduced. "And forget about it. It's burnt anyway." He looks over to Anne. "What's wrong with her."

"She's…drained." Sasha put it simply, but it wasn't enough for Simon.

"I think I'm gonna need answers out of you people. So let's get her in the car."

But before that, he went over to Tony and Marcy, taking his guns back saying "Give me those before you hurt yourselves." And with that, do they head back to the car, with Simon driving them back to the Church…

When I originally posted this on Deviantart, the author of the original idea, Jawmax, offered to talk shop with me on how to improve upon this idea. Unfortunately for me, I don't use Discord. But at least he said that he's working on the next chapter of his story, so I'll be looking forward to that while think upon making more to this idea. If anyone has any ideas, I'm all ears. Until then, keep reading.

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