CHAPTER 27
Ferb slowly kneeled to the ground and put the weapon down. A.J., while a little nervous followed suit. Both of them stood straight up. While A.J. didn't seem as suspicious of Phineas and Ferb, he did stand close enough to Timmy put himself in front of the buck toothed boy in case the Genius of Dimmsdale needed to shield his closest friend.
"Okay," said A.J., "I guess since we know each other's names, there's no need for an introduction. So, why don't we sit over there at that table and talk."
"And how exactly are we supposed to break the combination," said Candace, "magic?"
Django shook his head and said,
"No, see that house up there?"
"What about it?"
"Well this mailbox obviously is for the residents of that house, so let's just see if we can get in through there."
Technus put on quite a show. Both the Timmy Clone and Sheen were mesmerized by it. Even Jimmy and Danny admitted that Technus' powers were pretty impressive. Now though, it was time for "Mr. Technus" as the clone called him, to return to the ghost zone; which he did voluntarily.
"Well, Little T," said Jimmy to the clone.
"Who?," asked "Timmy"
"Oh, I'm sorry I just like calling you that," said Jimmy then paused and added "but if you don't like that, I'll just call you Timmy."
"Nah," said "Little T", "I kind of like it."
Jimmy smiled and then said,
"Okay, then Little T, let's talk.
"Hold on," said A.J., "Timmy have you taken your medicine?"
"Uh,.. medicine, what medicine...,"the buck toothed boy started
"Buddy, that doesn't work on me," said A.J., "the medicine over there by your bed in that bottle."
"Uh," said Timmy, "that medicine that tastes bad? Do I really have to drink it?"
"No," said A.J., "I can inject it in you with a syringe"
"Uh, no," said Timmy becoming a little wide eyed, "I'll drink it."
"And don't try to fool me by pretending to drink it and then dumping it down the drain."
Phineas and Ferb smiled at each other. Even Perry seemed to almost smile. It was clear that Timmy Turner did not like needles; neither did Phineas.
Anti-Cosmo was now with Vlad Plasmius. They needed to track down that accursed Jimmy Neutron and his friends. The clone Timmy plan had completely backfired. Now, this genetic copy of Timmy Turner not only had a soul, but it seemed to be developing a relationship with Jimmy and his friends.
In a way, the Anti-fairy was relieved that they were going after the Timmy clone instead of the actual Timothy Turner himself. He was having very uncomfortable feelings of compassion for Timothy; almost fatherly. Alden Bitterroot nearly caught him as well when he was monitoring Phineas Flynn. Anti-Cosmo managed to convince Bitterroot that he was simply monitoring the situation overall to make sure that no part of the plan, including what was supposed to be his role, was threatened. Anti-Cosmo pointed out the clone he and Vlad made of Timmy Turner could be a threat to the entire plan and since Vlad and Anti-Cosmo were the ones who created them, they should be the ones that dealt with him. The warlock had agreed.
"So Vlad," said Anti-Cosmo, "what do you think should be done with the clone."
"We could try to influence him to turn to our side," replied the half ghost hybrid.
Anti-Cosmo frowned and shook his head. Plasmius noticed this.
"And what do you suggest," demanded Vlad?
"I think he should be destroyed," replied the anti-fairy.
"After all that work, you're really ready to throw in the towel," said Vlad, with annoyance.
"I'm basing it on your track record my good man," replied Anti-Cosmo, "it's already been shown that once the clones you make don't work as planned, they become a huge problem, or do I need to remind of Dani?"
"That was just a fluke," said Vlad, gritting his teeth.
"And I suppose the Candace and Phineas and Ferb clones, Mandy, Thaddaeus and Thor, were just flukes," said Anti-Cosmo, "not only were flawed they were not even exact copies of them."
"I was trying to avoid that because an exact copy would have aroused suspicion," replied a very annoyed Vlad Plasmius.
"Dani wasn't an exact copy either," said Anti-Cosmo, "look at the difficulties you've had with her. No. Not difficulties, you don't have even have a relationship with her. She's far more closer to Danny Phantom than she is with you.
"Look Anti-Fairy, if we're going to talk about track records, yours is not exactly one to brag about. Or do I need to remember you of the fairy games when you tried to make Timothy your evil godchild. " Vlad chuckled. "That Turner boy used the very rivalry you had with the pixies against you. Imagine a ten year old boy outsmarting a centuries old magic creature."
"And having a middle aged man constantly being beaten by a fourteen year old," replied Anti-Cosmo, "is not something that I would brag about."
"ENOUGH, you too," said a voice that was all too familiar.
Both the hybrid and the anti-fairy saw the warlock, Alden Bitterroot who was not pleased.
"We need to decide what to do about that clone," said the centuries old warlock, "now I am open to both possibilities, but I think we should try to at least influencing him to turn to our side, and I've got an idea of how."
"Little T" and Jimmy went back into one of the rooms on the ship. The Timmy clone sat down on a chair across from Jimmy. The genius of Retroville was the one who spoke first,
"Timmy, can you answer me a question?"
"Sure, Jimmy."
"You told me before you woke up on my ship, you were playing tag with your friends, Chester and A.J."
"Yeah," said "Little T".
"Well, do you remember anything between the time you were playing with your friends and when you woke up," asked Jimmy.
The seven year old frowned, then he looked scared and then looked like he was about to cry."
Jimmy went over to the boy and knelt down
"Little T," he said, "what's wrong."
"I," said the child, nervously,... had a nightmare..,"
"What kind of nightmare?"
"It was about a blue vampire."
Timmy Turner, the actual eleven year old Timmy, drank the liquid medication down. The frown he had on his face indicated that it didn't taste very good, but it was better than having it injected into him with a needle. Then Ferb noticed the color of the medicine; it was familiar, yet not quite familiar.
"What kind a of medicine is that," the normally very quiet boy asked?
"It's one that I made, " said A.J., "it's base ingredients are Beta Blockers and Nitroglycerin"
"That's for heart attacks," said Phineas, "he has heart problems?
"Not normally, he suffered BCI," replied the African American boy.
"Blunt Cardiac Injury," replied the boy with the triangular head, "was he in an accident?"
"No," said A.J. grimly, "what happened to Timmy was NO accident. Someone tried to kill him. Again."
At first Candace and Django tried knocking on the door. There was no response. Then Django suggested then find a way in anyway. If Candace hadn't been so desperate to bust the boys, she might have been resistant to breaking and entering. However, she justified it by telling herself that she was actually protecting her brothers from their own mischief.
They had actually gotten into the house by climbing a very conveniently placed ladder on the front lawn. There was also a very conveniently open window. Django and Candace got the ladder in place, climbed into the room with the open window.
They looked around. She saw a fishbowl on a nightstand it, a computer, a few books and a toy rocket on a shelf. There was a bed next to the nightstand. From what she could tell it was a kid's room likely a boy's room and a boy who was the age of her brothers.
"Okay," said Candace, "let's look around and see if there's another entrance to wherever my brother's went to."
Django looked around and noticed something. Then he stated,
"How about that closet."
Candace hesitated a little bit. She had felt uncomfortable enough breaking into the house, invading this boy's privacy seemed to really be pushing it. However, they had gone this far, they may as well, go all the way.
"Okay," said Candace, "let's do this".
Both Candace and Django approached the closet. Candace opened the door. It was full of clothes and some more games and toys. A typical boy's closet.
"Well," said Django "there's nothing in here."
Suddenly they hear a loud voice,
"I am Hank the Rhino with my horn of protection and I'm here to protect Timmy's room from invaders and protect my CHEESE from invaders.
A bit of a longer chapter, and surprise I actually put it up in less than a month. I did some research on heart injuries, I'm not a doctor. So if I didn't get everything right, I ask that your forgiveness.