A Varying Existence

'''Note: This is my entry to Nan's contest and is not part of PLAP canon. It is what would happen if Doof had never remember how to fix the machine in AtSD.'''



Chapter One
“Now, you have no choice but to fix my machine,” Doofenshmirtz-2 said evilly to Phineas and Ferb. They were trapped inside the Norm-bots’ arms and Phineas still couldn’t believe that Candace-2 had abandoned them like that. Yet, at the same time, Phineas could believe it. She was just trying to protect her brothers. But he still believed they could have made it.

“No,” Phineas replied bluntly.

“That’s not one of your choices. Fix my machine!” Doof-2 yelled. Phineas glared at him, thinking to himself that there is no way he would ever fix his Other-Dimension-Inator. Even if that meant big trouble for him, he wasn’t going to bring big trouble to everyone he loved.

“Can, uh, can I say something?” Candace interrupted. Phineas and Ferb looked down to her, also captured by robots. She had confusion sprawled across her face. “So I think I'm up to date on the whole Perry-agent thing. Strangely, that's the most normal thing that's happened this afternoon... But who exactly is this guy?”

Phineas and Doofenshmirtz-2 looked back at each other for an awkward moment. “Fix it!” he screamed.

“No.” Now Phineas was starting to get irritated. Nothing he could say could convince him to fix the machine.

“Look, I would make myself do it, but apparently, he's an idiot.”

“Hey!” Doof-1 said in offense.

“Fix the machine!”

“No.”

“Very well then. You’ve forced my hand.” Doof-2 reached into his inside pocket and felt around for a bit, not breaking his gaze with Phineas. Phineas tensed up with fear, but didn’t show it. Instead, he just narrowed his own gaze. Doof-2 pulled out a sock with button eyes glued onto it. “Fix the machine,” he said in a high-pitched voice.

“No.” Phineas was not as blunt and angry this time, as he was too much filled with confusion.

“Really?” Doof-2 asked, obviously more confused than Phineas. “When I was your age, I did anything a puppet told me to do!”

“How old do you think we are?”

“I don't know, one, two? It's hard to tell with the one eye. I don't know why you're being so uncooperative. All I'm asking you to do is to make my machine work so I can invade and conquer your world and enslave your loved ones.”

“See, that’s just it. Why would we do something that would lead to our own self-destruction?”

“Self-destruction...” First Dimension Doofenshmirtz murmured to himself. “Where have I heard that before? Self-destruction...”

Phineas sighed and looked over at Ferb. Ferb’s expressionless face gave him no hope whatsoever. He thought for a moment. If he didn’t help Doofenshmirtz-2, who knows what would happen to him. But if he did, who knows what would happen to his family. Like Doof-2 said, they could be enslaved, or maybe even killed for knowing him. He ran over the events of today in his head, trying to think if Doof-2 had any weaknesses or anything that Phineas could use against him.

He remembered when he fixed Doof-1’s machine the first time. Everything was working perfectly, except he wired everything into the self-destruct button. Phineas realized that he must have done that again! After pondering for a moment, he knew what he had to do.

To be continued...