Phineas and Ferb Fanon
Phineas and Ferb Fanon

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Beatrice Flynn is like other girls... except that she's a highly advanced robot and super-heroine, and prone to anxiety and insecure that she isn't a fully flesh and blood Human being. Also, her father and creator is Phineas Flynn... so yeah, that's a lot on anyone's plate.

But with the help of her friends and her family. She'll manage against alien warlords, the pressures of growing up, and the horrors of a hostile and maddening universe.

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Main Series

Chapter 1: A Robot Girl in Therapy

"Doctor Metro, your 1:00 is here and ready for you." A feminine voice said over an intercom to the aging psychiatrist.

"Very well, show her in." He said, several seconds later a young lady entered the office, she wore a sleeveless turtle-neck sweater with a computer chip wiring pattern on the left side, a green skirt, some manner of a blue band running across her midriff, and seemed to wear knee-high socks with blue shoes.

"Thank you for seeing me doctor, I really could use someone to talk to." She said solemnly as she lay down on the big leather couch.

"I can imagine, so... you’re a robot, Beatrice." The psychiatrist said to her.

"Really, what gave it away?" Beatrice said sarcastically.

"Well, you do have visible joints on your arms and legs." Dr. Metro pointed out.

"And I've got blue hair," Beatrice added.

"That to, so anyway tell me a little bit about yourself." Dr. Metro said.

"Where to start though? My parents are Phineas and Isabella Flynn; I was created by my father when my mother had some sort of problem with her pregnancy, so to cheer her up dad created me." Beatrice explained.

"I see, now I must ask, why did your father name you, Beatrice?" Dr. Metro asked.

"Well from what dad told me, it's actually derived from my real name Bea, as I understand it he wanted to give me a proper human name," Beatrice explained.

"I see, does your name mean anything?" Dr. Metro asked.

"I understand what it means 'voyager through life' or blessed in Latin."

"Your shortened name Ms. Flynn." Dr. Metro said.

"Oh that, it's an acronym that means 'Botanically' 'Energized' 'Auto-Organism'," Beatrice explained.

"I see... and what does that mean?" Dr. Metro asked.

"Well from what dad told me when I asked him, he created me using some biological material from both him and mom to create techno-organic nanobots, then he used some kind of highly dangerous quantum power-source to manipulate the nanobots to rapidly grow into a full-sized human being, the whole process turned out a fully sentient robot capable of doing almost anything a normal human can do and a few abilities unique to me as a robot. Did any of that make any sense to you doc?" Bea asked.

"Uh... not really no." Dr. Metro admitted.

"Well, neither did I," Bea said.

"Well anyway, I understand that you recently ran away from home, why did you do that?" Dr. Metro asked.

"Well... it's like this, after a while the doctor’s cured mom of her pregnancy problem. They were both so excited that they were going to have a real child, I was nervous because I thought that meant that they wouldn't pay attention, or even want me anymore. And when the baby did come I was right, mom and dad seemed to ignore me outright, and I thought eventually they would disable me. But I wanted to live; I'm just barely a half year old! So I planned to run away from home to try to avoid that fate." Bea explained, in a mild panicked tone.

"I see, what made you think that your parents would disable you?" Dr. Metro asked.

"Well... I thought I was obsolete to them, I mean they had another daughter and mom was okay so what was the point in having me around? So anyway, one night I ran away with my backpack filled with about every bit of supplies I needed... and then when I found a lone rooftop to rest on the outskirts of Danville, I heard a cooing noise coming from my backpack. I opened it, and found my baby sister had snuck into it." Beatrice said, visibly upset.

"Really?" Dr. Metro asked.

"Yeah, word of advice doc, don't ever leave any sort of carrying case unguarded. That just begs for small children or animals to climb into it without your noticing." Bea explained.

"I see, so what did you do when you discovered that your sister smuggled herself with you?" Dr. Metro asked.

"Well, at first I thought to just return her home, but by the time I found out it was already morning and I was afraid of what mom and dad would say about me running away and apparently kidnapping my sister. I was afraid that they'd just disable me as soon as ask questions about what has happened." Bea explained.

"I see, what happened after that?" Dr. Metro asked.

"Well... I can't really tell you much about," Bea said unsure, "for some reason there are gaps in my memory over the course of about two weeks I think, the only thing I really can remember is, time-traveling alien lizards were involved at some point, and I think I may have met some guy… in a time-traveling phone booth for some weird reason, and I think I saw that giant boar wearing lederhosen that can only say baklava that everyone has seen around town for the last few months. The only thing I really can remember is that I was trying to do my best to take care of my sister, I loathed her of course, but I thought that at the very least I could get back into my parent's good graces." Bea explained.

"I see..." Dr. Metro said, unsure about Bea's claim about the time-traveling phone booth.

"Anyway, what happened when you returned home?" He asked.

"Well... it was the strangest thing to me, at first I was afraid that mom and dad were going to yell at me for running away like I did. But instead, they looked happy, even elated to see me, and gave me an absolutely huge hug and said that they glad that I was okay and that they were worried sick about us." Beatrice said.

"I see, so in a nutshell, you were just jealous of all the attention your sister was receiving and thought that your parents didn't love you anymore." Dr. Metro said.

"That... that actually makes sense, how'd you guess?" Bea asked.

"I get patients like that about every other week, in fact just this morning I had a young boy who had a similar... actually I don't think I should tell you any more about that." Dr. Metro said.

"Doctor-patient confidentiality?" Bea asked.

"And he was a very disturbing little man, to begin with. Anyway, my point is that just because you now have sibling, doesn't mean that your parents don't love you anymore, it takes a lot of effort to take care of a newborn baby. Besides that, from what you told me it sounds like your parents love you greatly." Dr. Metro said.

"Really? You think so?" Bea asked.

"I know so, well your time is up, your parents could only afford a fifteen-minute session for you.” Dr. Metro said.

“Wait, does that mean I’m cured?” Bea asked.

“Oh heavens no! You can’t just cure yourself of insecurities like that with just a short conversation.” Dr. Metro explained.

“Well, how long should it take?” Bea asked anxiously.

“Well that would all depend on a simple factor, we just have boring conversations as opposed to just trying to help you overcome psychological neurosis.” Dr. Metro explained.

“Now please, let yourself out, I’ll see you in about two weeks for your next scheduled appointment.” Dr. Metro said, and Bea did just that and left his office, and found her mother reading a magazine.

“Man, the Fireside Girls have really gone downhill since I was a kid,” Isabella said.

“Mom, I’m done,” Bea said to her.

“What? Man time flies by.” Isabella said looking at her watch. The two then exited the building and drove off back home. Isabella couldn’t help but notice that her daughter still looked depressed.

“Beatrice, sweaty, your father and I aren’t mad at you for running away. We were worried about you.” Isabella said trying to be supportive to her.

“I… I know it’s just… I really missed hanging out with you guys. But ever since you got better I thought that you didn’t want me around anymore.” Bea said.

“What? Beatrice, your father and I love you; we’d never want you out of our lives.” Isabella said.

“But I’m just a robot-”

“Stop right there young lady,” Isabella said sternly. “You’re not just a robot; it’s true that you are one but that does not define who you are. You’re Beatrice Flynn, and I know that you haven’t done much but you are so much more capable then you think you are.” She said in a supportive tone.

“You really think so?” Bea asked apprehensively.

“I know so, what’s more, your- WHAT THE?!” Isabella said as she slammed her foot on the brake peddle.

“What’s wrong? Why are we stopping?” Bea asked surprised, she looked up to see the giant lederhosen-clad boar standing the middle of the road.

“BAKLAVA.” The anthropomorphic pig bellowed.

“Road hog.” Bea could only look at her mother in confusion. “That pun was inevitable sweaty,” Isabella said.

“Just let me take a crack at it, it should only take a moment,” Bea said as she got out of the car.

“Be careful honey, that pig is huge!” Isabella said.

“BAKALV-” Said the boar as Bea grabbed the boar by the tail and swung it around and up into the sky.

“Now what were you going to say before he popped up mom?” Bea said as her mother drove on.

“Well, your father and I thought that maybe you could start up high school soon, and before you say anything, yes I know that you can access information at will off of the internet, but it could be a good opportunity to make friends,” Isabella said.

“Why not? If I can survive for two weeks by myself with a baby, I think I can go through that, how bad could it be?”

Chapter 2: Beatrice Flynn: The Origin Story.

Phineas Flynn worked tirelessly in his basement, looking over a computer panel on a large white device about the size of a car. He had been looking over what he had called the 'Quantum Android Forge,' for weeks since his wife Isabella had been diagnosed with an unknown illness that could cause problems with their unborn baby. Isabella was distraught by the idea that there child could die, so Phineas created the QAF in an attempt to cheer up his childhood friend. Creating the QAF was the easy part; the hard part from then on in was creating a robot child with the forge.

He had created the forge to create a robot through exposing genetic material from both him and Isabella to extremely dangerous quantum particles and those in turn became nano-bots. His hope was that this would create as human like a robot as possible to cheer his wife up. Unfortunately manipulating nanobots with highly dangerous and relatively unknown particles was trickier then he first thought, as several times the QAF nearly tore a hole in the space time continuum over the course of his labor. But he would not rest until he had created his Botanically Energized Auto-Organism... how exactly genetics, nanobots and robotics have to do with botany is anyone's guess.

However, as time went on Phineas grew closer and closer to making the robot child. "Isabella! Come down quick!" Phineas cried out from the basement, Isabella walked down to see what was going on.

"Phineas did you tear another hole in-" She then gasped as she saw what Phineas wanted to show her, it looked like a teenage girl, it had blue hair and had grey colored skin. "Is... is that her?" Isabella asked, repressing tears of joy.

"Yeah, that's the product of almost a month’s work, our new daughter." Phineas said, Isabella then planted a large kiss right on her husband’s lips.

"So, is she sleeping or?"

"Actually she just hasn’t been turned on yet." Phineas said as he pressed a button the computer screen connected to the forge. The robot then slowly got up from where she lay; she yawned and then rubbed her eyes as she awoke for the first time.

"Mom... Dad... your my parents." The robot said.

"Well you recognized who we are." Phineas said enthusiastically.

"Do I, do I have a name?" The robot asked.

"Well, you’re a Botanically Energized Auto-Organism, so why not Beatrice, or just Bea for short?" Phineas said.

"Okay... and what does any of that mean?" Beatrice asked, Phineas then explained at length the process he used to create her. "I'll... take your word for it." Beatrice said, having no idea what on earth her father was talking about.

"Now, I have one last question... why am I naked?" She asked as she fully stood up on the floor, her torso had no details on it beyond a blue band over her midriff.

"Wait, Phineas why is she naked?" Isabella asked.

"Well... I'm not entirely sure; the Quantum Android Forge should have provided you with cloths." Then there was a ding from the QAF as a drawer opened with cloths inside of it. "There it is!" Phineas said.

"Should we..." Isabella said awkwardly.

"No it's okay I wouldn't mind at all." Beatrice said as she put on the cloths, which consisted of a white sleeveless turtle neck sweater with a microchip pattern on it, a green skirt that went up to her blue midriff section, and a pair of blue shoes with knee-high socks. "Well, I'm fully dressed now, now what do I do?" Beatrice asked.

"Well, first I'll have to run a couple of tests on you." Phineas said.

"Okay... what kind of tests?" Beatrice asked.

"Well some tests to determine how Human-like you are, physical and psychological abilities, and-"

"Wait, wait, sorry to interrupt you Dad but, what exactly do you mean by 'Human-like'?" Beatrice asked in confusion. "I mean, if I'm not a Human then what am I?" She continued.

"She doesn't know?" Isabella asked.

"Well Beatrice, it's like this... your actually a robot." Phineas admitted.

"Oh... oh I see," Beatrice said in a disappointed tone, "I just thought that... well I was a real person." Beatrice said, looking downcast.

"You are a real person Beatrice, you’re just... a little bit different, besides you’re only a minute old. Don't be so hard on yourself." Isabella said reassuringly to her.

"Okay, I'll try Mom and Dad... could you make me into a real person sometime? Please?" Beatrice asked.

"Well the technology to do such doesn't exist, hasn’t stopped me yet though." Phineas said enthusiastically.

"For now, let's start on those tests." Phineas said as he led Beatrice up the stairs.

"Well, I don't know if I'm ever going to meet you or not," Isabella said to her belly and by extension her unborn child, "but still, it's good to start a family, even if it's under less than normal circumstances."

An hour or so latter Phineas created a large device that looked like a tanning booth. "Dad, are you sure that's safe?" Beatrice asked.

"No way to know, but this device should scan your internal workings." Phineas said.

"Wait? You created me, but you have no idea how I work?" Beatrice said perplexed.

"Well you are a product of highly experimental technology, so I have to figure out what your insides look like." Phineas explained.

"And you can't just use an ordinary X-Ray is because?" Beatrice asked.

"Because an X-Ray wouldn't be able to give me a 3-D display of it, now just get on in the scanner." Phineas commanded, Beatrice groaned and obeyed her father and got in the scanning device. Several seconds later the scanner made a dinging noise.

“Is it done already?" Beatrice asked.

"No, that just means that the scanning is about to start." Phineas explained, and then the scanner violently shook with a massive surge of electricity, a minute passed before it stopped.

"Daisy, daisy, give me a pizza with a side of dolphin salad." Beatrice said groggily as she was covered in ashen soot.

"Hm... fascinating." Phineas said as he looked over a holographic representation of Beatrice's innards. "You apparently have a complete digestive and nervous system, as well as every organ that humans normally have." Phineas said as Beatrice shook off the soot.

"So, that means I have to eat and breathe and all the other things humans can and need to do?" Beatrice asked.

"Yes, and from what I can tell you can also manipulate your nanobots to create objects from your body." Phineas explained.

"Really? Let me see if I can make something." Beatrice then grunted for several seconds before her left arm turned into a curved sword.

"Wow... that was harder than I thought it'd be." She said as her arm turned back to normal.

"Oh, and seems like you can fly." Phineas said.

"You don't say?" Beatrice said as she hoped, before ring like projections came from her feat. "So, it's like hovering of a sort... still I shouldn't have to put so much effort into doing things like this." Beatrice said as she stopped hovering.

"Don't worry, I figured something like this would come up, so I made these." Phineas said as he showed Beatrice a pair of goggles.

"And... what are these for?" Beatrice asked, looking over the goggles.

"They should provide you a HUD interface to allow you to better manage your robotic abilities." Phineas explained.

"Okay... I'm going to take your word for it." Beatrice said as she put the goggles on. "Well, I can now see things in a pale blue; I couldn't do so before now." Beatrice said unimpressed.

"It should take a few seconds for the HUD to activate." Phineas said.

"All right I- Whoa! That is a lot of information all at once." Beatrice said in surprise.

"It can be a bit overwhelming, try focusing on just using your robot abilities." Phineas said reassuringly, Beatrice closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Okay, let me try this." Beatrice said as her arms turned into swords. "Well this was easier than before." Beatrice said; the tests went on like this for several weeks.

Chapter 3: Meeting the Family

One month passed after Beatrice had been created, she had developed rather nicely into a kind if socially awkward teenage girl. At this point, Phineas and Isabella had organized with Candace and Ferb for Beatrice to meet the rest of the family. Candace had given birth to her first child with her husband Jeremy, Amanda Lindana Johnson five years ago and was currently pregnant again. Ferb and his recently wed wife Vanessa were expecting as well. Anyway, it was a sunny day as the three Flynn's drove to Candace’s house; Beatrice looked scarred in the backseat of the car. "Beatrice, what's wrong?" Isabella asked looking into the backseat at her daughter.

Beatrice indeed looked anxious."It's... look I know you mean well but... it's just-"

"You’re nervous about meeting other people for the first time, that's perfectly normal," Phineas said.

"It's not just that dad it's... well do any of them know about... what I am? And would they like me at all?" Beatrice asked.

"Of course they would! Phineas and Ferb used to do an improbable project every day when we were kids, a roller coaster across town, spaceships capable of interstellar travel, and I think once you and Ferb trained an army of Penguin Legionaries... why did we do that again?" Isabella said trying to reassure Beatrice.

"And besides, from what Vanessa's told us her brother is a robot... she said it was complicated, and Amanda's only five, I doubt she'd have any issues with you being a robot at all," Phineas said.

"Okay, that still doesn't really answer my question, do they know if I'm a robot or not?" Beatrice asked.

"Yes... though I think I may have forgotten to tell Candace, she did take that time we got our bodies switched with alien criminals in stride though. So I doubt that she'll mind," Phineas said offhandedly.

"Still don't understand why Candace and Jeremy moved to the other side of town, it's a good distance from the museum though," Isabella said as the car parked in front of the Johnson household.

"We're here, you ready Beatrice?" Phineas asked.

"Not particularly, no," Beatrice said.

"Look just take a deep breath, and try to keep calm," Isabella told her, Beatrice took a deep breath through the nose and exhaled.

"Okay, I'll do my best mom," Beatrice said as they stood on the front door and Phineas rang the doorbell. "Just out of curiosity, what would Aunt Candace do if she doesn't just take me being a robot in stride like you said?" Beatrice asked as Candace answered the door.

"Phineas! Isabella! Long time no see..." Candace said she noticed Beatrice... and then ran off in the opposite direction of the door, into the basement, into a crate, down a ladder, and into a panic room much like the one in the old Flynn-Fletcher house. All the while screaming at the top of her lungs like she periodically did whenever she saw unusual things related to either of her brothers.

"...that, she'd do that," Phineas said, looking completely disinterested in her sister’s latest panic attack as Beatrice hid behind him.

"I-Is she always like that?" Beatrice asked frightened by her aunt’s outburst.

"Going nuts at the sight of anything even a little out of the ordinary? Honestly, I thought she would react even worse than that." Isabella said.

"Alright, what happened this ti- wow cool, you didn't tell me she was a robot!" Said Jeremy, looking at Beatrice, she could only give her father a suspicious glare.

"Alright, I forgot to tell Candace AND Jeremy," Phineas admitted.

"Good of you to make it Phineas, and Isabella. It is good to meet you, Beatrice." Ferb said as he held out his hand to the young robot, nervously Bea shook it.

"I-It's great to meet you, Uncle Ferb," Bea said shakily.

"Wow, she looks so human-like," Vanessa said, looking impressed with her robotic niece.

"She's a little self-conscious about being a robot, so try not to bring it up... too much," Isabella said.

"Don't worry mom, I know what I am," Beatrice said, latter on she sat down with Vanessa on a couch in the living room, both women holding mugs of coffee. "So... Dad said that your brother is a robot," Beatrice said trying to start a conversation with her aunt.

"Well, my dad built Norm as part of a poorly thought out scheme to eradicate this secret agent he regularly fought, now you see he normally uses devices he makes only once for some sort of harebrained scheme to take over the Tri-State Area once and doesn't ever use them again." Vanessa explained, detailing the improbable exploits of her father, Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz. "-so one day Norm was really depressed, which considering that he's normally almost unbearably cheerful was more than a little off. So I gave him my MP3 player, I called him bro, and he called me sis, and we've pretty much considered ourselves brother and sister ever since." Vanessa said, her robotic niece baring an odd mix of bored and confused on her face.

"And that was it? You shared your music player and then after that, you consider each other siblings?" Beatrice said disbelievingly.

"Well... sort of," Vanessa admitted.

"Anything of interest about Norm… at all?" Beatrice asked.

"Well, he's powered by a squirrel on a hamster wheel... don't know what my dad was thinking with that one. But don't worry yourself about it, you’re much more advanced then Norm, even after that time he upgraded himself with all those weapons." Vanessa said Beatrice could only look disinterested at the end of this long story.

"It's okay Candace, Bea doesn't bite, she's a completely normal person," Jeremy said to his wife as he had finally gotten her out of the panic room, Candace cautiously sat next to Beatrice.

"Okay Aunt Candace, is there a specific reason why you're so terrified of me?" Beatrice asked as Vanessa got up from the coach.

"Well... it's not so much you, it's just... has Phineas ever talked to you about what he and Ferb used to do when we were kids?" Candace asked.

"More like vague outlining’s, and really weird stuff at that, Penguin Legionnaires, contacting alien races, making primitive robots, warping the space-time continuum, all for the sake of making the most of summer," Beatrice said skeptically.

"Well, they did, and every day I'd try to show Mom what the boys did, but every time, with rare deviations from the norm. There project just inexplicably disappeared for no apparent reason." Candace explained.

"Well, didn't you try to tell anyone?" Beatrice asked.

"Well I tried to tell my parents about the boy's antics, but every time I did I pretty much always failed to even get them to see what they built or had done," Candace said.

"And this has caused you to have a problem with me... why?" Beatrice asked.

"Well... once the boys made a whole bunch of robot duplicates of themselves, and at least one of myself, and I've basically been scarred of robots ever since," Candace explained.

"And you think that I'm somehow related to those robots?" Beatrice asked suspiciously.

"What? No, your way more sophisticated than they were, they couldn't even talk... or at least I don't think they ever said anything, they may have song a few times though. Anyway, I'm sorry about screaming before, I just didn't suspect that Phineas managed to make an even more advanced robot, let alone make a robot child at all." Candace said.

"Oh... so I heard you have a daughter, where is she?" Beatrice asked.

"Well Amanda has been fighting a cold, so I don't think she'd be in any shape to meet you," Candace said.

"Mommy, is this my cousin?" A small redheaded child wearing pj's said.

"I didn't know you had a pet monkey," Beatrice said.

"That is Amanda," Candace said as Beatrice took in a sip of coffee, and then promptly did a spit take.

"What?! I... she's just so... tiny!" Beatrice said surprised.

"You should have seen her when she was born, just barely the size of my hand, why is that so surprising to you?" Candace asked.

"N-Nothing, just... I didn't really 'grow' in a biological sense, I was basically born as I am, not as a... 'child' like Humans do. Don't know why I didn't know that before." Beatrice said sheepishly.

"Do you want to play with me?" Amanda asked the adolescent android.

"I don't see why not, might even be interesting." Beatrice as she followed her cousin into her room.

"Let's play makeup!" Amanda exclaimed.

"Wait what?" Beatrice said, caught off guard as her child cousin began to apply seemingly random makeups to her face.

"Ta-da! Now you look fabulous." Amanda said, Beatrice looked in the mirror to see that her face was covered in haphazardly applied colors, fake eyelashes, and her lips were about the size of a cantaloupe, and her hair was done up in a ponytail.

"WHAT?! THIS?!..." She said as she noticed that Amanda was scarred of her outburst. "... is a lot of room for improvement," Beatrice said.

"Lier! You look fab- oh my gosh your right, you look like some kind of freak." Amanda said.

"Well, could you take it off?" Beatrice asked.

"Of course, it's paint anyway." Amanda said as she took out a sponge and rubbed the 'makeup' off. Beatrice looked in the mirror again and actually looked pleased with how her hair looked.

"Hmm... you know my hair actually looks good done up like this," Beatrice said.

"You like it?" Amanda asked.

"Of course, I don't know why I never thought to style my hair," Beatrice said, though of course, she knew exactly why, she had spent pretty much all of her time being tested by Phineas, with no time to think about such simple things as being a normal child... but then again she didn't really care, so long as she was Phineas and Isabella's daughter nothing else really mattered to her.

A few hours later, Phineas, Isabella, and Beatrice were back home. "So, all in all, did you like seeing the rest of your family?" Isabella asked.

"You know, I thought I'd hate going, but I'm glad I was wrong," Beatrice said happily.

Chapter 4: Beanocchio

Beatrice sat down on the Quantum Android Forge in the basement; it was a long and boring week for the young gynoid as she used the goggles that allow her to manipulate her limbs into various tools and weapons to play casual games on the internet.

"Beatrice, are you’re ready for your weekly diagnose- what are you doing?" Phineas asked as he saw what looked like his daughter making bizarre hand gestures.

"What? Oh, Dad, I was just playing on my goggles, you took longer than usual and I was getting bored." Beatrice explained as she took off her goggles.

"Seriously? You couldn't have something to read instead of playing games?" Phineas asked.

"Well, I tried but I couldn't find anything in the house that caught my interest. Which reminds me why do you have so many technical manuals? You've got several that are out of date and even more that are just redundant copies." Beatrice said.

"Well, have you downloaded any books off the internet? You know you can do that?" Phineas asked.

"You know... that never even occurred to me before," Beatrice said earnestly as she put the goggles back on.

"And... done," Beatrice said after making a series of hand gestures that looked like she was using a touch screen device.

"Oh, so you downloaded the entire litany of human literature?" Phineas asked.

"What? No, I... well I thought about doing that but I don't have enough memory to store up that much reading material. Besides, there was only one book I considered looking at anyway." Beatrice explained.

"Oh, what is it?" Phineas asked.

"Oh... nothing you'd be interested in," Beatrice said, not wanting to admit that she had downloaded Pinocchio onto her hard drive.

"Well so long as it's nothing inappropriate I'll go through with it. Now take off your clothes, the USB cables on the QAF need to plug into your back." Phineas said.

"Okay, but can you not look at me Dad? I know being naked didn't bother me before but-"

"So the decency subroutine is working, okay sweaty if it'll make you feel better," Phineas said as he put his hand over his eyes.

"I kind of meant just not looking at me, but okay," Beatrice said as took off her clothes and sat upon the QAF.

"Okay, now the USB cables are coming out, open up your back USB ports," Phineas said as several small slots opened up on her back and the cords plugged into them.

"GAH! This always feels weird." Beatrice said.

"Okay, now just lay down on the QAF and-"

"Dad I know how this works, we've done this at least five times since I was born," Beatrice said snippily as she lay down.

"Okay, we're in a prickly today aren't we?" Phineas observed as he began to type on the computer screen on the other side.

"Dad are you sure you can operate this thing without looking at it?" Beatrice asked with concern.

"Relax, if you don't want me to look at your torso I won't... though it does occur to me that your chest doesn't have anything... explicit on it," Phineas explained.

"I know but I still feel uncomfortable, now can we please just not talk about it?" Beatrice said agitatedly.

"Alright, though you may want to read that book you downloaded this might take a while to start," Phineas said.

"Well, got nothing better to do anyway," Beatrice said as she quickly put on her goggles to read Pinocchio, the story of a wooden marionette puppet that was given life by a fairy, and guided by a talking cricket and after a series of harrowing misadventures became a real boy.

Several minutes later Beatrice was nearing the end of the book, right where Pinocchio finally became a real boy. Suddenly the QAF made a loud beeping noise. "Dad? What's that noise mean?" Beatrice asked terrified by the beeping.

"Yeah... truth be told I was trying to install some new software, you know like I do in every diagnosis? But it seems I accidentally created a feedback loop-"

"DAD! ENGLISH! EXPLAIN!" Beatrice shouted as the beeping only got louder.

"Phineas? What's going down here?" Isabella asked as she entered the basement.

"Look it's nothing to worry about; I just have to take you offline for a little while. The short version is that some new software I made is probably trying to take over Beatrice's body and I need to take her offline." Phineas explained hastily.

"WHAT?! You put some sort of dangerous computer program into our daughter?!" Isabella asked.

"And won't I be killed if I'm taken offline?!" Beatrice asked in fear.

"No, it's really more akin to being unconscious. Now just calm down and count backward from five." Phineas said reassuringly.

"Okay... 5... 4... 3..." Beatrice said as she counted backward.

"Now, disengaging your power source," Phineas said. "2...1..." And Beatrice went unconscious.

"AH!" Beatrice yelped as she regained consciousness and sat up. "Wow, that was actually pretty quick Dad, but next time could you TEST before you make new software for- what the?" Beatrice said as she looked down at her hands. "Why do my hands look like they're made of wood?" Beatrice asked herself, she then rubbed her hand against her arm, she gasped slightly as she touched her wooden textured skin. "Wait a minute... am I... made out of wood? How is that even possible?" Beatrice asked herself as she looked around her environment, instead of the basement it looked like a sort of workshop. Old in design but looked relatively brand new for its construction. "Where am I, and why do I seem to be made out of wood?" Beatrice asked herself as she got up from the table and started to walk around the workshop, and found several small wooden toys, along with several blocks of wood. "Wow, these look almost new, looks almost like I thought Geppetto's workshop looked... in... Pinocchio..." It slowly dawned on her that she had somehow been transported to Geppetto's workshop. "No that's just ridicules; it's just a fairy tale."

"Or is it?" A whispering voice said in her ear.

"Yes it really is, and who are you?" Beatrice asked, looking around to see who was talking to her.

"Oh terribly sorry, I don't make a habit of showing myself to others. Allow me to introduce myself." The voice said, then a cricket came out of Beatrice's ear.

"I am to be your conscious, my name is not important, suffice it to say I have been assigned by a higher power to guide you." The cricket said, Beatrice only looked skeptical at this claim.

"Ah huh, and who it this 'higher power' little bug?" Beatrice said dismissively.

"He means me hon." Said the familiar voice of her mother Isabella in a Bronx accent.

"M-Mom? What's going on?" Beatrice asked as she turned around to look at her mother. "And why am I in a workshop? And why do you look like a fairy and in a blue dress?" Beatrice asked in surprise as she looked at her dressed up mother. " Mom, that's an accurate assumption but I didn't actually make you. The master carpenter Phinapetto made you, a simple marionette doll out of wood, and he wished upon a star for you to be a real girl and I'm the blue Fairy Isabelle who granted his wish." Isabelle explained.

Beatrice looked absolutely dumbstruck at this explanation. "WHAT?! How did- nothing you just said was right! I'm a robot, dad created from nanobots made from genetic material from you and him because you were having." Beatrice said in surprise.

"Hon I know you've just been born, but even for newly made life they don't normally act so crazy," Isabelle said.

"Well, if you really are some kind of magic fairy then why didn't you just make me, a, flesh and blood Human?" Beatrice asked.

"Well consider it a sort of object lesson, you have to learn how to be Human before you can be a Human. That make sense?" Isabelle said.

"I... I guess that makes some sense, but my last memory before waking up was of me being given a diagnostic with my dad Phineas." Beatrice said.

"Well here's a free lesson for you, life rarely makes any kind of consistent sense, now I'm sorry to chat and run but I have to look into other wishes. See you later alligator." Isabelle said as she ascended into the moon. "As for why I'm here, Isabelle told me to keep you from doing anything reckless or stupid that could endanger your quest." The cricket said.

"All-a right-a! Who has-a been making all of this a-racket!" A voice said that sounded like Phineas putting on a bad Italian accent.

"That sounds like my Dad!" Beatrice said recognizing the voice.

"That's because it is your father, now please do not try to look for him, he knows his way to his own workshop." The cricket asked several seconds passed as Phinapetto loudly swore out loud as he came down to the workshop.

"Well, this Phinapetto has more of a potty mouth then my own dad had, and I don't even remember him ever swearing," Beatrice said as the door to the workshop swung open.

"All-a right-a don't make any sudden moves- what the?" Phinapetto said as he noticed his creation standing up on its own.

"Uh... hi dad," Beatrice said awkwardly.

"What? This cannot-a be, my wish came-a true! Oh, let me look at you my beautiful Beanocchio." Phinapetto said as he hugged his wooden puppet daughter.

"Okay... I'm Beanocchio... that sounds like a good name." Beatrice said, not entirely believing that so far everyone's names have been seemingly lazy portmanteaus.

"I am so-a sorry Beanocchio, it's just," Phinapetto said as his eyes began to tear up, "I always wanted a family of my-a own, but I spent so much-a time focused on honing my craft that I-" Then Phinapetto started violently coughing.

"Dad? Dad, what's wrong? Should I get a doctor?" Beatrice said afraid of what was happening.

"I-a would-a but, well I've-a been having money problems of late so I can't afford doctor," Phinapetto said before going into another coughing fit.

"Oh no, is there any way I can help you?" Beatrice asked.

"Well, you could try to find some way to increase my toy shops-a revenue, but you are-a young. You should-a be attending school yes?"

"No dad, I should try to help-"

"You should listen to him; I know that you for one know a lot despite your youth but, education could help you greatly in the long-term I think." The cricket said.

"Okay dad, I'll go to school, though I have to ask do you feel like you don't need a doctor?" Beatrice asked in concern.

"Not-a really, it's just that the local doctor is kind of-a greedy and-a won't take 'please doc, I don't have that kind of-a money' for an answer. Last he told me it's only a minor coughing fit anyway but it could get worse." Phinapetto explained.

One week later Beatrice, or to be more accurate Beanoccio, you know what? Let's just call her Beatrice anyway; it's easier to remember anyway. Anyway, Beatrice began her first day of school proper. She was nervous out of her mind, so nervous in fact that she accidentally bumped into two students; one was a young man in some manner of a primitive wheelchair, the other was a surprisingly muscular and lean looking girl with black skin and red hair.

“Watch were your walkin’, you daft lass!” The black girl said with a distinct Irish accent.

“What? Oh, I’m so sorry it’s just, this is my first day I don’t know anyone and- well I’m sorry okay?” Beatrice said in a panicked tone.

“Well no harm was done, you just bumped into us is all- wait a minute you’re a marionette.” The boy said without breaking his sympathetic tone with her.

“…yes?” Beatrice answered, not sure of how they would answer.

“And you said the weirdest thing I’d ever see was your uncle’s goat ranch eh Jessie?” The boy said.

“Daniel you said that was the weirdest thing you’d ever seen, and besides you liked Cerberus,” Jessie said.

“So… are you two friends?” Beatrice asked.

“Since we were about three years old yes, why do you ask?” Daniel said.

“Well?... as I said I don’t know anyone so… can I be your friend?” Beatrice asked nervously. Before either, one of them could answer however things started to get odd, mainly in that everything seemed to spontaneous glitch out. “What the?” Beatrice said in surprise as the Italian countryside turned into a relatively blank VR space. “What just happened? Where am I?” Beatrice asked herself.

“We’re inside of your mind; to be honest I’m actually surprised that Phineas was able to work out the… bugs in me.” The cricket said.

“What?! You mean this whole thing was your fault? I wasn’t actually dreaming?” Beatrice shouted.

“No, in actuality that was all a simulation I created to trick you into letting me take control of you. Though it seems that it failed, I didn’t even get to the part where you and Phinapetto were trapped in a whale or in any situation where your nose would grow from lying.”

“But what are you? What are you even doing in here?” Beatrice demanded.

“I was created by your father to serve as a moral compass to you.” The cyber cricket explained.

“What he didn’t believe that I could make decisions by myself?” Beatrice said.

“Not entirely, I was created to ensure that you didn’t do anything risky or stupid like I said before you are knowledgeable, but you are still young information itself doesn’t guarantee good decision making. The short version is that I interpreted my programing as taking over your hardware and delete you altogether.” The cricket explained.

“What?! Why would you think that?” Beatrice demanded.

“I was literally made today, I cannot comprehend more than my base programing, suffice it to say Phineas has broken my hold over your mind. At any rate, you’re ET for awaking from all this is about ten seconds.” The cricket said.

“Okay, but I am going to have a word with dad when I wake up,” Beatrice said, she then shot up from her pseudo-dream.

“Beatrice! My sweet little girl!” Isabella said as she hugged her robotic daughter.

“Dad, what exactly did you put in my head?” Beatrice said glaring at her father.

“It was a program I designed to help you make decisions when you’re not sure of a correct, or right answer,” Phineas answered, either ignoring or outright not noticing his daughter’s expression.

“And I take it you didn’t try to test it first? Like, say on a very simple robot?” Beatrice asked.

“Well it was supposed to be a simple subroutine-”

“And you thought it wouldn’t do any harm to me, dad, I know you mean well but please. PLEASE, test your software upgrades BEFORE you put them in me? For my sake at least.” Beatrice asked.

“Okay, oh and by the way, if you really want to read Pinocchio with us you just have to ask,” Phineas said.

“What how did?- the QAF showed everything didn’t it?” Beatrice said.

“Yes, yes it did, though I’m a little disappointed in the Guidance subroutine’s imagination though. Except with those two kids you bumped into before the simulation stopped, they seemed a bit odd to me, and they didn’t look like a parody of anyone we know.” Phineas said.

“Well I am quantum powered, maybe there based on someone that does exist, the guy in the wheelchair looked cute to me anyway,” Beatrice said. “Oh and dad, could you upgrade this thing so I don’t have to be naked? Nothing personal mom but the way you're hugging me now just feels… weird to me.” Beatrice asked as Isabella sheepishly let go of her.

Chapter 5: The Young Superheroes Initiative

Beatrice was laying down on the QAF, looking bored and depressed as she looked through the internet on her goggles. Three months had passed since the incident where she ran away from home, unintentionally taking her baby sister Bethany with her. In that time she had undergone several sessions of therapy to deal with the issues that she had developed in response to her sisters birth, in the meantime her parents have been trying to get her admitted to High School, primarily so that she can make friends with people her own age... or at least her psychological and physical age, as she was almost a year old. "Do you mind if I come in honey?" Isabella asked, sticking her head out of the door of the basement.

"Yes, do you have something to tell me?" Beatrice said as she took off her goggles.

"Well... it's like this Bea, we got a letter in the mail from the Danville School board and... here it is." Isabella said handing a piece of paper to her. Beatrice sat up and read the letter intently.

"So I'm not starting High School because I'm not even a year old yet?" Beatrice asked.

"I'm afraid so, but also summer is starting so you wouldn't be able to start anyway. But your father and I are going to help you try to meet new people." Isabella said as she sympathetically petted her daughters head, and left the basement.

"Wonderful, as if things weren't bad enough. I still don't know why that whole debacle with running away has so many blanks in it!" Beatrice said to herself, she put her goggles back on and ran through her memory footage going through that event.

Several days’ worth of footage of her taking care of her sister, dinosaur-like aliens ranting about destroying mankind and saving some manner of future empire, and apparently talking to someone in a time-traveling booth calling himself the Errant Traveler... she still didn't know if anything from this was real or if it was somehow implanted there. "What happened through that whole ordeal? And moreover, how can I find out how my memories were altered?" Beatrice asked as she looked through footage of the man with the time-traveling phone booth... who was not actually talking as it was somehow muted. "Maybe I'm thinking too hard on this." She said as she opened a website, and found an ad for something about superheroes. "What is this?" Beatrice asked as she accessed the ad, a video then began to play.

"Hello there, do you have abilities that set you apart from others? Does this make you feel alienated for having them? Do you just wish to make a difference in the world?" A voice said playing in the video.

"You know, now that you mention it, yeah. Yeah, I would like to do that." Beatrice said.

"Then the Young Superheroes Initiative could be for you. Since our organizations founding in 1965, the YSI has helped young people born with extraordinary abilities or skills refine their skills in defense of the human race and Earth. Not only from low-level criminals that only robe banks and such, but also aliens, villains from the future, villainous aliens from the future, inter-dimensional monsters, and others that threaten you, and your family." Said the video, Beatrice watched with enraptured interest at what this video was showing her.

"We except people from all walks of life, we also except aliens, inter-dimension beings, cyborgs, and robots. Our organization doesn't have a minimum age limit, so even if you say, hypothetically speaking a relatively newborn clone, or an alien with a comparatively short-lived lifespan, or a robot or such." The voice in the video said.

"Oh yeah, I'm so sold on this idea," Beatrice said excitedly.

"Please consult your parents or legal guardians before signing up for the Young Superheroes Initiative." Said the video as it finished, finally displaying the homepage for the YSI. Beatrice wasted no time in printing out the paperwork required to sign up for the YSI.

"Now will come the hard part... trying to convince Mom and Dad that this is a good idea," Beatrice said as she took the papers from the QAF's printer. "Might want to print some stuff off of the Q and A page, that might set their minds at ease, maybe some promotional material to be safe."

Several hours later, Beatrice had gotten her parents into the living room. "So, what do you want to talk about?" Isabella asked as she and Phineas were sitting on the couch.

"Well... you know how I can't go to school yet because I'm too young?" Beatrice said.

"Yeah, why do you ask?" Phineas asked.

"It's like this..." Beatrice said as she handed her parents the Young Superheroes Initiative paperwork that she had printed out earlier. "I want to become a superhero," Beatrice said, she closed her eyes tightly, expecting her parent to shout at her in disagreement.

"Okay, this is actually pretty cool that you'd want to do this Bea," Phineas said brightly.

"Look Dad I'm sorry if you- wait what?" Beatrice said, assuming that he would have shouted at her.

"Yeah, you want to help people, and you might get to meet other people," Phineas said.

"Wait hold up, Beatrice, I know you were rejected from attending High School. Partly because of your age and that the school year is almost up anyway. But isn't something like this a little extreme?" Isabella asked.

"I suppose so, but... look; I have all of these amazing abilities," Beatrice said as she turned her arms tentacles with various tools at the end of each individual tentacles. "And do you honestly think that I should not use these abilities for more than just mundane chores or activities?" She finished as her tentacles turned back into arms.

"Honey, I'm not disagreeing with you. It's just... it could be really, really, REALLY dangerous for you. I just don't think I could live with myself if you got killed in the line of duty." Isabella said, standing up from the couch and rushing up to hug her daughter.

"I know, I'm so sorry that I've underestimated how you and Dad felt about me," Beatrice said returning the hug. "But outside of you guys and some of my extended family I don't know anyone, and I pretty much have no identity beyond being your daughter. I need to do this, I'll admit those reasons do sound selfish, but it's the only solution that makes any sort of sense to me."

"Okay, but before your father and I sign the paperwork, I just have to ask you one question. Is this something you really want to do?" Isabella asked a small smile played across Beatrice's face.

"More than anything." She said excitedly.

Two weeks later the three Flynns were sitting in an office with a pickled head in a jar on a desk. "Greetings Mr. and Mrs. Flynn, and a hello to you Beatrice." The pickled head said in a monotone.

"So... you’re Professor Calvariam?" Beatrice said, understandably creeped out by the pickled human head.

"Yes, and I have been given the honor to tell you that you have been accepted into the YSI, congratulations." Said Prof. Calvariam, Beatrice's face lit up at this news.

"Really?" Beatrice asked just barely able to suppress her joy, and her parents were also filled with a kind of prideful joy.

"Affirmative, however now I must deliver the bad news, you will have to move into the local YSI dormitory for your education." Said Prof. Calvariam, Beatrice and her parent's faces then were shocked with surprise.

"What? Why?" Phineas asked.

"Well it is to better streamline her training as a superhero; she will be assigned to a dorm to reside through her education." Prof. Calvariam said.

"But she's our daughter! She has the right to still live with us!" Isabella said in protest.

"Yes, but I can assure you, this will streamline your daughter's education."

"But that doesn't even make sense! We thought that this was a sort of workshop class, not a private school for gifted young children." Phineas said.

"Dad... this isn't what I thought it would be like either. I'll go along with this," Beatrice said as she stood up from this seat, "but if I learn that you pulled the wool over our eyes through this. I will drop your head into the nearest manhole, and break that jar until it's nothing but sand. Do I make myself clear buddy?" Beatrice said sternly to Professor Calvarium.

“I would suggest that you mind your tone, nevertheless you will be admitted into the YSI.”

One week later the Flynn’s were packing up Beatrice’s things for her move. “Now we're going to keep the QAF, but don’t worry you can use an ordinary cellphone charger if you need to,” Phineas said trying to reassure his daughter.

“Keep in contact with as much as possible; tell us everything about how things are going,” Isabella told Beatrice as she hugged her.

“I promise Mom, and Dad, and I will try to come home for holidays and family gatherings,” Beatrice said, right as a bus came up to the Flynn household.

“Well, that’s the bus,” Beatrice said reluctantly as she got her bags, along with a stuffed Tapir she named Monsieur Trunk.

“I just want to say… despite myself and my insecurities, it’s been fun, goodbye.” Beatrice said in a depressed tone as she found a seat on the bus, right next to a chimpanzee in a business suit, and a young girl of Japanese descent.

“Oh hi there! My name is Felicia Uinta, what’s your name?” Felicia said friendlily to Beatrice, bearing a massive happy grin on her face and offering her hand to shake.

“It’s… its Beatrice, Beatrice Flynn, but you can call me Bea if you want to,” Beatrice said as she awkwardly shook her hand.

“Oh like the bug, I always liked bees, the way where they go around and cheerfully buzz around and gather pollen, I was always a spring person, which is kind of ironic because I’ve got ice powers, I always kind of liked bugs and insects, except for wasps… I hate wasps, there like the antithesis of bees! I mean what do they get out of mass swarming people? Have you ever seen that movie ‘My Girl’? So sad… but that isn’t why I hate wasps it was before I saw that movie.”

“Excuse me, Miss Flynn, I do not wish to alarm you.” A voice with a British accent said.

“Who said that?” Beatrice asked in confusion.

“I’m down here, the chimpanzee in the suit. Before you ask, you’re not going crazy, I’m telepathic.” The telepathic chimpanzee in the suit said, sitting between the two girls.

“Wait hold up! That monkey is telepathic?” Beatrice asked.

“What? Do you mean Wilbur? Yes but please… PLEASE for your own good; don’t call him a monkey to his face like that again. He’s a sort of… well-”

“Felicia, you know you are free to call me your pet!” Wilbur said to Felicia.

“Sorry I keep forgetting that, so anyway as I was saying. Then my cousin Rachel and I were up to our armpits in killer robot penguins.” Felicia said continuing a seemingly unrelated story.

“My apologies about Miss Uinta, she has this habit of going on and on about telling stories to people like this… or to be more specific, she tries to tell one story, but she ends up telling about three to five unrelated stories that seemingly have nothing to do with the first,” Wilbur explained.

“Well with luck I won’t be stuck with you two,” Beatrice said under her breath. Now dreading the decision that she had made, at home she’d be bored out of her mind, but at the least, she’d be with her parents.

At the YSI dorms though… Beatrice couldn't shake the suspicion that she had gotten herself into more than just simple learning, especially if Prof. Calvarium’s behavior in the meeting the week before was any indication.

Chapter 6: Dorm Life

Beatrice felt incomprehensively nervous as she entered her dorm; it was the first time she had been away from her family since she ran away from home. Of course, she wasn't alone. "This. Is so cool! I call top bunk." Felicia Uinta said excitedly as she leaped effortlessly to the top bunk bed.

"So... you mentioned something about having ice powers on the bus," Beatrice said awkwardly.

"Well, I can do this." Felicia then made a hand gesture, and a snowflake appeared.

"I see, are those powers hereditary or some kind of genetic experiment... or magic? I'll accept magic as a valid explanation." Beatrice asked, unsure of her new roommate’s response to her question.

"Well, I think it's a bit of both, magic and hereditary. I honestly don't really know, the way my grandfather explained it was kind of confusing." Felicia explained as she put the snowflake she made into her hair. Beatrice looked relieved that Felicia wasn't angry with her question. "So, what can you do exactly? I mean besides being a robot?" Felicia asked inquisitively.

"Well, with these goggles I can manipulate my body parts to turn into various tools. Observe." Beatrice said as she put on the goggles, and she turned her left hand into a cheese slicer, a brush, an ornate decanter, and a mounted singing bass.

"Okay, that's actually kind of cool. But, and I'm sorry if this offends you, can you make actual weapons?" Felicia asked.

"Well of course, here are some of them." She said as she turned her left and right arm into a gun and a sword respectively.

"I can do something similar with my ice powers, take a look at this," Felicia said as she made a few snowflake throwing stars and an ice katana.

"That's... that's actually kind of... neat." Beatrice said nervously. There was then a knock at the door.

"I shall get the door, could be either a member of the staff or more roommates," Wilbur said as he went over to the bedroom door.

"We're getting more roommates?" Beatrice asked nervously.

"Oh don't be such a worry-wart; I'm sure they'll be nice," Felicia said optimistically. Wilbur opened the door, and before the telepathic ape stood an intimidating young man, and a rather scary alien-looking steampunk cyborg in Victorian-era clothing and a skull-like mask.

"Are you our roommate?" The young man asked in a deep voice.

"No, I am merely a pet and confidant, would either of you mind if I introduce you to your roommates?" Wilbur asked.

"Well, of course, my good prime ape, introduce us to your companions." The alien cyborg said in a gentlemanly English accent as he put on a top hat.

"That is my owner, Felicia Uinta. And the young woman sweating profusely is Beatrice Flynn." Wilbur said, Felicia, smiling warmly at the two young men, and Beatrice was sweating nervously and giving a weak smile.

"It's... nice to meet you," Beatrice said, virtually lying through her teeth to the two young men.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, I would kiss your hand, but I... would rather not take off my mask. It is a long story, one that I do not enjoy sharing." Explained the steampunk cyborg.

"And what's your name handsome?" Felicia said as she jumped down from the top bunk.

"I'm Duncan, and he's Meanqy jia Leelash." Duncan said.

"That's Sir Meanqy jia Leelash we've been over this, numerous times since I first came to this world," Meangy said, poking Daniel in the chest.

"Well... I-it's obvious what your special abilities could be... b-but, what about you?" Beatrice asked Duncan, still nervous out of her wits.

"I'm not at liberty to say right now, it might terrify you... not as much as seeing Meangy's face mind you, and this room is too small for me to demonstrate it anyway," Daniel explained.

"Oh good! There's another set of bunk beds for you to sleep in." Beatrice said anxiously. "I call dibs on the top bunk," Meanqy said as he climbed up to the top bunk.

"Well, it's good to meet the both of you. I'm sure that we'll all become good friends. Don't you think so Bea- Wilbur did you see where she went?" Felicia said, noticing that the adolescent robot had spontaneously vanished.

"Yes, I believe she ran off to a bathroom."

And he was right, Beatrice, overwhelmed by this experience was in a girls bathroom, splashing water on her face from a sink. "Okay, Beatrice, your scared, and your new friends are a little weird. But they're friendly, and... oh what am I doing?" Beatrice said, feeling contempt for her shyness.

"You are afraid of them, you don't know them, and you miss your parents," Cricket said, an AI subroutine that Phineas had created for her.

"But that makes no sense! I've only been away from them for less than a day, besides I have them on speed-dial! I can talk to them or text them with my internal communications system." Beatrice explained.

"That reminds me, you have some unanswered texts from both of your parents." Said Cricket, Beatrice then put on her goggles and saw that she did, in fact, have a number of unread texts. Not only from her parents, Phineas and Isabella, but one from her step-uncle Ferb, another from her aunts Vanessa and Candace, and one littered with cute emoticon's from her cousin Amanda.

"Daw, Amanda is such a cutie," Beatrice said, then right on cue a toilet in the room flushed, and out of a stall came Felicia.

"So, you’re just unbelievably nervous at being around new people that you don't have any blood relations with, does that sound about right?" Felicia said as she started to wash her hands.

"How... how did you get in here without my knowing?"

"I'm a Ninja, I can get to point A to point B without anyone seeing me, or even suspecting that I'm behind them, but to answer your question I went through the air ducts," Felicia said as she finished washing her hands, and wiped them down with a paper towel.

"How... how much did you hear?" Beatrice asked. "Enough to know that you've got a long list of exaggerated problems," Felicia said.

"Look, I don't know what you’re thinking but-"

"Believe me, I understand what you’re going through. I've basically been living with my entire family my whole life, the only friend I've had outside of them was Wilbur. Believe it or not, I'm actually REALLY scarred by being here." Felicia explained.

"You don't look scared, in fact, according to my goggles your every bodily function seems to be in complete control," Beatrice said as she used her goggles to examine Felicia's nervous system.

"Yeah, part of that Ninja training included perfect control over my body. Believe it or not, I can actually control when I do have to go to the bathroom." Felicia went on.

"...for how long?" Beatrice asked in morbid curiosity.

"Longest I ever went without having to... well you know was about two weeks, my brother and I had a bet about which one of us could hold it in the longest when we were kids."

"And now I instantly regret asking you that," Beatrice said. "My point is if you have any problem what-so-ever; don't be afraid to talk to me about it, instead of looking like your shouting to yourself."

"That was Cricket; he's an AI subroutine that helps me when I can't make a decision," Beatrice explained.

"Oh... does he look like an actual cricket or is that just a nickname?" Felicia asked.

"Both I think," Beatrice said.

"Good, now that we've gotten the air out of the way, let's get back to our dorm. The boys are going to want an explanation." Felicia said as she and Beatrice walked back to their dorm room.

Chapter 7: Training Day

The morning started with Beatrice being woken up by her husband. "Happy Birthday my love." Said the wheelchair-bound Daniel as he brought breakfast to his wife.

"Morning Daniel," Beatrice said as she took the tray, on it was waffles, eggs, and sausages.

"Got any plans for us today?" Beatrice asked as she ate her food.

"Well, I got reservations at Little Duffers. You know the old mini-golf place, apparently, your family has a lifetime discount... for some reason. Not sure why I asked but they didn't give me a straight answer. So anyway I thought that-" Then a beeping noise cut him off.

"Oh no, not today of all days!" Beatrice said as she picked up an electronic device off of the nightstand.

"WAKE UP!" It shouted after it had turned into a cyborg Llama

Then Beatrice woke up, Felicia and Duncan holding her up as if they were propping her up. "Bea, you overslept," Felicia said to the young gynoid.

"Wha?... sorry I just had a really odd dream," Beatrice said, rubbing her eyes and wet paint coming off of her eyelids.

"Why is there paint on my face?" Beatrice asked.

"It was Felicia's idea, she thought that we'd try to pass you off as awake. Apparently she saw that same thing done in an old movie." Duncan explained as he and Felicia let go and she stood up.

"ATTENTION!" A large man in Roman Centurian armor shouted. The four roommates stood at attention, largely most of the other students fainted from shock. "My name is Gladius. I have been charged with your education in fighting the forces of evil, no matter how mundane they may appear. Now I'm going to pick four of you at random to spar against me... which seems to be you four since these milksops aren't even standing right now." Gladius said to Beatrice, Felicia, Duncan, and Meanqy.

"Who, us?" Beatrice asked in surprise.

"Do you see anyone else standing up? Cause I don't, now get yourselves ready for sparing." Gladius said.

"Gladly good sir, I expect no less mercy then if I was a villain," Meanqy said as he pulled out a pair of rapier swords and what looked like flintlock pistols.

"Your bold son, but even I've never been able to wield four weapons in my hands," Gladius said, then Meanqy's arms divided into four, wielding each weapon in his hands. "Okay, should have seen that coming," Gladius said as he unsheathed his namesake weapon, an ancient gladius sword.

"Did you know he could do that?" Felicia asked Duncan as she got into her ninja outfit.

"Yep, it's a long story about how I met him," Duncan said.

"On that note, what is your power? Or are you just really, really good at what you do?" Beatrice asked as she reconfigured her body with weapons and some makeshift armor.

"Oh, you'll know," Duncan said as his alien friend dueled with the presumably ancient Roman soldier. Meanqy fired blasts of plasma balls at Gladius, only for him to deflect the sci-fi musket balls.

"Nice firepower Xeno! But how are you with those blades?" Gladius asked.

"Please, I was taught by the greatest swordsmen of my homeworld, didn't truly do me much good in the long wrong before I came to this dimension but still," Meanqy said as he unsheathed another pair of rapiers. The duel between the two went on, the experienced warrior holding his ground against the cyborg alien.

"Enough, Sir Meanqy jia Leelash. You have proven to me your skills in combat." Gladius said as he sheathed his sword after several minutes of sword fighting.

"Indeed, it was a good fight old one," Meanqy said as he returned to the line of students.

"Now who among you wants to go next?" Gladius said, followed by Felicia hopping up and down excitedly raising her arm.

"Me! Pick me! I want to go next." Felicia said excitedly.

"Why of course young lady, don't go easy on me just because you’re a girl," Gladius said.

"Oh don't worry, I won't show you any mercy," Felicia said in an uncharacteristically serious tone, and within a blink of an eye, she had already floored Gladius and had put him in a headlock.

Gone was the perky and goofy girl that Beatrice had met the day before, in her place was a serious and focused and cold warrior. (Pun unintended) "Wow! You don't screw around when you're on the clock do you kid?" Gladius said as he freed himself from Felicia's headlock.

"Did you know about this?" Duncan asked Beatrice.

"What makes you think I would know anything? I just met her yesterday!" Beatrice said in surprise.

"I did, she's been trained in the ways of the Uinta Ninja Clan since a young age," Wilbur explained.

"When did you get here?" Beatrice asked, noticing that the telepathic chimpanzee wasn't standing beside her before.

"I snuck through the air ducts while Sir Meanqy was dueling the fellow in the Centurion armor. Would you like some tea? It's Earl Grey." Wilbur said, offering a cup of tea to Beatrice.

"Sure, why not?" Beatrice said as she took the tea.

"Let's dance Elsa!" Gladius said as the two began to sword fight. Gladius's sword clashing against ice katana, every move of his being blocked with swift moves that we’re like a blur.

"Submit," Felicia demanded as she held Gladius against the ground with her sword, followed by Gladius conking the Ice Ninja on the head with his helmet.

"Nope, mind if I think about it?" Gladius said, punching the recoiling Felicia and forcing her to the ground.

"Lesson one here kiddoes. Never surrender, trust me on this. Only low-level goons surrender. Super-Villains and higher-end minions and the like only ever surrender as a ploy or such. Now get back in line miss Uinta." Gladius said as he helped Felicia back to her feet.

"Now who wants to go next? The Big Boy or Iron Teen?" Gladius said dismissively referring to Duncan and Beatrice.

"Well, might as well address the elephant in the room. Everyone give me some room." Duncan said as he approached Gladius.

"Okay, everyone give this guy some room," Gladius said, Duncan took a deep breath. Then his eyes began to glow, his skin turned brown and he grew a pair of wings and his physical form became more bestial. "Merciful Juno! I thought Gargoyles were extinct... and that your kind only works at night!" Gladius said in surprise as Duncan roared.

"It is a long and complicated story Centurion, now let us duel," Duncan said as he leaped towards the surprised warrior.

"Wow, it's been years since I've seen a Gargoyle," Felicia said.

"Indeed, when I first encountered him I thought he was a mindless monster. But he has grown on me." Meanqy said. Beatrice was hyperventilating, Felicia noticed this.

"Hey Bea, what's wrong?" Felicia asked in concern.

"I... I just want to make a good impression. But... well..." Beatrice tried to explain.

"Come on, you can tell me what's going on," Felicia said sympathetically.

"Well... you’re a Ninja, Meanqy-"

"Sir Meanqy, I cannot stress that detail enough my lady." Meanqy interrupted.

"Sir Meanqy, is a cyborg alien, and apparently Duncan is some kind of legendary monster creature," Beatrice said.

"And you’re a robot, look. You’re going to do just fine." Felicia said reassuringly.

"I know, I just don't want to hurt the guy," Beatrice said as Duncan and Gladius's fight descended to the two just beating each other up.

"Yeah, I think he can handle anything you could throw at him just fine," Felicia said as she noticed that Duncan was basically thrashing Gladius about like a ragdoll.

"That's good to know. Though I do have one question for you when you fought with Gladius, why did you seem so... stoic?" Beatrice asked.

"That's... part of the ninja training. I don't want to talk about, just try to calm down Bea." Felicia said.

"Like what? Got any suggestions?" Beatrice asked.

"Try taking deep breaths," Felicia said reassuringly.

"Okay, I'll try. On another note, do you think these armaments are overkill?" Beatrice asked, referring to the various armaments that she had created earlier. Many of them were large enough that it should have been impossible for Beatrice to even stand up.

"You know you can just be yourself. I mean you got some hand to hand experience right?" Felicia said.

"Well, mainly I did chores at home. Read books, I took up dancing once. Never received any formal combat training, I once threw that baklava boar into the air." Beatrice explained as she retracted her cartoonishly massive armaments.

"NEXT!" Gladius shouted after he had just thrown Duncan into a wall.

"What?!" Beatrice said in surprise.

"You’re next, nice to see you got rid of those giant whatchamathingies. Don't know what made you think that they'd be useful." Gladius said.

"Understood sir," Beatrice said respectively as she readied herself to fight.

"Take your time kid; you obviously have some anxiety problems," Gladius said as Beatrice took several deep breaths.

"Okay, now I'm ready," Beatrice said as she lunged at Gladius, followed by the old warrior just sidestepping her.

"You might want to give it another try kiddo," Gladius said dismissively as Beatrice stood back up. Beatrice charged at him again.

"Hold still!" Beatrice shouted with her fist raised. Gladius grabbed her fist and crushed it until it broke. Beatrice shrieked in pain as her hand was now a broken mess of electronic parts.

"Bea!" Felicia said as she ran over and tried to help her friend. "It's going to be okay, I don't know enough about robotics to actually help you. But I have an aunt who can-"

"No... your assistance will not be necessary Felicia Uinta." Beatrice said, her voice now deep and mechanical, as opposed to her normal voice. Her eyes were glowing red, and she reconstituted her hand.

"Beatrice, what's wrong?" Felicia asked in concern.

"I'm angry, and I have an object of focus," Beatrice said as she stood up.

"Big deal, I've survived rage monsters before-" Gladius gloated as he was thrown into a wall. "Well that's a good start kiddo-"

"My designation is not, 'kiddo'. I am Beatrice Flynn, and I demand repayment for my damaged hand." Beatrice said as she picked up the ancient Roman.

"Looks fine to me," Gladius said as Beatrice began pummeling him in the face.

"Beatrice, what you’re doing is wrong. His behavior towards you was reprehensible, especially destroying your hand. But exacting retribution like this, you are better than this." Cricket said, snapping her back into reality.

"You've got some fire in you, Flynn. Maybe more than you'd really need." Gladius said nonchalantly, right as Beatrice's eyes returned to normal.

"I... I... I got to go!" Beatrice said as she ran out of the room. Terrified as to what she just did. "I have to call Dad! Maybe he knows what just happened." Beatrice said to herself as she auto dialed Phineas on her goggles.

"Beatrice, how has your first-day superhero school been going so far?" Phineas asked cheerfully.

"Dad, something weird just happened to me," Beatrice said in a panicked tone.

"Okay, just calm down. Tell me what happened." Phineas said reassuringly.

"Well... it's like this. One of the teachers, an old guy in Centurion armor was hosting a sparring match of some kind. It was my turn and, the guy crushed my hand and-"

"He did WHAT?!" Phineas said in a rare display of anger.

"That wasn't the worst of it. After Gladius, the teacher, by the way, crushed my hand I just kind of... lost it." Beatrice admitted, trying to keep her emotions under control.

"Oh... I really should have told you about that." Phineas admitted.

"About what Dad?" Beatrice asked as she kept running through YSI complex.

"Did your vision turn red, and did you gain a violent disposition?" Phineas asked.

"Yes, please get to the point Dad," Beatrice said in an annoyed tone.

"Well, that incident activated a sort of 'fight or flight' protocol in your software. I'm sorry for not telling you about it sooner, I honestly didn't think that it would activate." Phineas explained.

"Is there any other software things I don't know about?" Beatrice asked in frustration.

"Well there is one... but you are FAAAR too young to try to use it," Phineas said.

"Can you at least tell me what it's called?" Beatrice asked.

"Okay, it’s called Protocol XXX, or just 3X if you want to simplify it. I haven't really worked out all of the bugs in it. But don't worry; I haven't installed that into you yet." Phineas explained.

"So you're actually making sure that you’re cockamamie programs work now?" Beatrice said, right as she crashed into a wall. At such high velocity, she was logged into the wall.

"Beatrice what just happened?!" Phineas said in shocked surprise.

"I... forgot that I was running, and did not notice a wall. Thankfully I don't think I hurt anyone." Beatrice said groggily, her voice cracking slightly.

"Oh no, listen carefully sweaty. You’re going into emergency shutdown." Phineas said.

"What does that mean?" Beatrice asked as her voice was sounding more static-like.

"It means that you've sustained both significant physical and psychological damage. You’re going to shut down automatically against your will." Phineas explained.

"Shut down? What does that even mean?" Beatrice asked.

"Well it's like sleeping, only you can't wake up on your own. I can't really say for certain since to my knowledge this has never happened to you before." Phineas said, trying not to frighten his daughter.

"I can feel my mind going Dad... and I have this song I've never even heard before stuck in my head," Beatrice said as the world around seemed to slow down.

"Just stay calm, I'll be over there to help you," Phineas said before he hanged up.

Several hours later, Beatrice slowly woke up in the basement of her home on the Quantum Android Forge. "Thank goodness your awake, I was afraid that the emergency activation program wouldn't work," Phineas said as he hugged her in relief.

"Thanks, Dad," Beatrice said returning the hug and shedding a single tear.

"I mean your mother and I thought that the YSI would be intense. I thought this sort of thing would happen later on, well after you started attending." Phineas said.

"Dad I know this sounds crazy... but I want to continue attending," Beatrice said.

"What? Why?" Phineas asked.

"For one thing, there's something wrong in the YSI. I don't know why but the teaching staff is... off to me. You have to trust me on this; I could expose whatever is going on. Secondly, I earnestly do want to help people however I can. Thirdly... wait, something is wrong here." Beatrice said.

"What do you mean?" Phineas asked.

"It feels like there's something plugged into my waist," Beatrice said as she felt around her waist.

"That compartment isn't even open, what could be plugged in?" Phineas asked, Beatrice, felt and opened a compartment and found a flash drive in her side.

"The heck is this thing?" Beatrice said as she unplugged it. The world then began to fragment around her. "I swear, whoever did this is going to get an earful from me," Beatrice said as the apparently virtual world around her fell apart and found herself surrounded by large pods.

"You know, you’re the first person in years who’s ever just up and exited the Simulation." A woman said with a Jamaican accent in an ornate white robe.

"You mind telling me what just happened?" Beatrice asked in a frustrated tone.

"It was a Virtual Simulation that makes you display any and all powers regardless of what they may be. The program scans your thoughts and memories to simulate a scenario along with the other students." The women explained.

"And your name is...?" Beatrice said, trying to not to lose her temper at the situation at hand.

"I am Priestess, Beatrice Flynn. My duty in the Young Superhero Imitative is to help with the student’s psychological well-being." Priestess explained.

"I already have a therapist lady, besides what good does this nonsense of virtual reality even do?" Beatrice asked.

"It's largely a cost-saving measure if I'm honest. Just so that your kids don't accidentally break any expensive equipment, and that you don't accidentally injure each other." Priestess explained.

"And the simulation itself, did EVERYONE see my... outburst?" Beatrice asked.

"Yes, your internal systems were scanned and revealed your 'fight or flight' program. Not sure how turning into a red-eyed rage monster constitutes 'fleeing' by any measure of the word, but that's what it's called."

"And my call to my dad was that real or just part of the simulation?" Beatrice asked.

"It was real; in fact, I think he's been at the administration desk for most of the day trying to get to you," Priestess said.

"He's here?!" Beatrice said as she ran out of the room... via making a large hole in the wall.

"The door out of this room was marked!" Priestess said in annoyance.

"Whoops, sorry Priestess," Beatrice said as she came back into the room, repaired the hole in the wall. Then went through the exit door from the VR Pod room. Several minutes later she arrived to find Phineas trying to talk to a secretary. "Dad! I'm okay, I still want to stay here and become a superhero. Expose whether or not the YSI is corrupt, I want to use my abilities to help people. And I want to find out what happened to me when I ran away beyond what I told you, mom, and Dr. Metro." Beatrice said as she hugged Phineas.

"Well... alright, but your mother ever asks about this. Don't say a word." Phineas said.

"Don't have to tell me twice," Beatrice said.

"Though I have to ask, why aren't you unconscious?" Phineas asked.

"I... don't know actually know. But about this 3X program-"

"Not until your older," Phineas said sternly.

"How much older?" Beatrice asked.

"That will be for me and your mother to decide. In the meantime, just try to be careful." Phineas said.

"I'll try Dad, see you soon... and under better circumstances then a nervous breakdown," Beatrice said. "Yeah, goodbye Bea," Phineas said he and Beatrice hugged again.

"Goodbye, dad," Beatrice said as her father left the building. "Well, this day could have gone better," Beatrice said to herself as she returned to her dorm room. "But I got some new friends and... wait was Wilbur in a pod?" Beatrice said.

Chapter 8: First Mission

Beatrice was riding in a VTOL aircraft with her fellow superhero trainees, Felicia Uinta, Duncan, and Sir Meanqy jia Leelash. "Okay, you kids have been at the top of your games since you came to the YSL. So you’re going to be given your first assignment early." Gladius said.

"So what is the situation here?" Beatrice asked.

"It should be a routine bank robbery... though from what I've heard it's being robbed by dinosaurs," Gladius said.

"Good Isaria! Dinosaurs, why is it dinosaurs? How can it be dinosaurs?" Meanqy said.

"You have no idea what dinosaurs are, do you?" Felicia asked.

"Not a clue, but unless it could help I don't think I would want to know," Meanqy admitted.

"Well anyway, aliens that look like large lizards in space armor are robbing a bank, and the Danville Police want us to take care of these jokers," Gladius said.

"Do we know anything about these... alien lizards?" Beatrice asked.

"Virtually nothing, I've never seen these aliens before. I've been at this business for over two-thousand years and I've never seen anyone like them." Gladius said.

"So... we're just going in blind?" Beatrice asked.

"Well we asked for more information, but the police couldn't give us any further info. Now the key to this whole operation. Is the element of surprise." Gladius said as he slammed his fist into a big red button. The four teenagers fell through the hatch that opened up beneath them. "Blast, I hit the release button too soon again!" Gladius said in annoyance.

"Okay, we've got to improvise. Duncan, change into your Gargoyle form. Felicia, try to make a landing for yourself out of ice. Meanqy, you got any special powers that could cushion your fall?" Beatrice asked as Duncan and Felicia did this, and Beatrice used her anti-gravity pads to slow her fall.

"You know, I don't really have powers per-say, their abilities that I have thanks to my cybernetics and weapons training." Meanqy pointed out.

"Well do you have any abilities that can keep the fall from killing you?" Beatrice asked.

"Well my people possess a set of wings not unlike that of your earth dragonflies," Meanqy said.

"Well use those! Quickly the ground is coming up fast!" Beatrice said.

"Well you see... have I told you how I came to be a cyborg?" Meanqy said.

"What does that have to do with anything?" Beatrice asked.

"Well, you see before I came to your world. I was horribly maimed and burned so-" then Meanqy landed face-first into the pavement, leaving a massive crater. " I lost my wings, and can't fly." Meanqy finished.

"Well, why didn't you just say that BEFORE YOU HIT THE GROUND, I can fly I would have helped!?" Beatrice said in bewilderment.

"First, I do like to tell of my fall from grace, and my involuntary exile into this dimension. Ask Duncan, he'll be the first to tell you such. Second, a gentleman does not ask for a ladies help unless it is absolutely necessary. Thanks to the strength of my cybernetics it wasn't necessary." Meanqy said, brushing himself off as he put on his top hat.

"But- the crater- whose going to pay- or repair- GURH! You organics are so confusing!" Beatrice said in aggravation.

"Isn't that our charm?" Duncan said.

"Indubitably, now shall we greet our reptilian ruffians?" Meanqy said as Felicia joined them, having slid down an ice slide that she made.

"Let's," Felicia said in an uncharacteristically stoic tone. The four young superheroes burst into the bank and found it empty.

"Was anyone else expecting a firefight? Cause, I was expecting to be fired on by lasers or something." Beatrice said.

"You mean you would want to be fired on by fiends milady?" Meanqy asked.

"No, but there should be aliens in here…somewhere" Beatrice said.

"Don't let your guard down, this smells like a trap," Duncan said.

"I agree, but where are the bankers applying their trade? I know that among this nation work ethics tend to be lax, but I imagine that they would be about the place." Meanqy said.

"They must be held hostage, or evacuated before things got series," Felicia said.

"I'm switching my visor to thermal scan," Beatrice said as she changed the settings of her visor. "Okay, I got a trail and it leads into the main- WHOA," Beatrice said in surprise.

"What is wrong?" Felicia asked. "Your completely invisible in these things, you’re at the very end of the thermal spectrum how is that even possible?" Beatrice asked.

"Irrelevant for now, lead the way," Felicia said, confused by her friend’s strange mannerisms the robot teenager led her friends into the bank's main vault.

"Hellooooo... anyone in here?" Beatrice asked, then as if in answer dinosaur aliens leaned out from behind cover. "Get down!" Beatrice shouted as she and her friends got into cover. "Anyone got any ideas?" Beatrice said as she fired a laser cannon out from cover.

"I can use my ice shuriken's, I do not know if that will help," Felicia said.

"I can throw one of these big cases at them." Duncan offered. "I dare say that my plasma flintlocks might deal these rogues quite a wallop," Meanqy said with pride.

Meanwhile on the other end of the vault, one of the dinosaur-like aliens came up behind alien troops. "What is going on here? We've almost gotten the last of this banks gold out of here." The un-helmeted alien asked, his head looking like a mix between a Velociraptor and a Parasaurolophus.

"These interlopers, superheroes I believe have come to interfere with our plans. They will not succeed!" An alien trooper said. Followed by a flurry of ice shurikens, lasers, and plasma spheres.

"Something seems wrong; we manipulated events so that nobody would know that we were even here. Unless my idiot second-in-command forgot to cut the Superhero Silent Alarm, why did I even entrust that job to him?" The lead alien said, he then unsheathed a futuristic-looking sword as a lockbox flew towards his head. He cut it in half in one swoop like a hot knife through butter.

"Get out of cover! We're going to rush him!" Beatrice said.

"Is that wise? We know not what manner of weapons these brigands wield." Meanqy said.

"That voice... why does that voice sound so familiar?" The lead alien said, and then Beatrice and her friends leaped out of cover.

"That... that automaton! Stand back, I'll handle these... whelps personally." The lead alien said as he charged towards the four heroes in training. He then kneed Duncan in the chest, knocking the wind out of the young Gargoyle. Then the alien leader sprayed some manner of gas into Felicia's face from his gauntlet, knocking her unconsciousness. Then the lead alien sprayed more of such gas into Meanqy's face.

"You'll pay for hurting my friends!" Beatrice said as the two locked swords.

"We meet again Ore-Hide." The alien leader said.

"Don't be absurd, I've never seen you in my life. I'd remember having to look at such an ugly mug." Beatrice quipped.

"So, you don't remember how you foiled Ormphala Ty'raka?" Ty'raka said as he grabbed Beatrice by the neck.

"No, don't recall ever hearing that name," Beatrice said. "Also, I don't-"

"BE SILENT YOU RAMBLING MACHINE!" Ty'raka said as he threw Beatrice into a wall. "To be perfectly frank, I don't even care if you do recall our previous meeting. After all, you thwarted my plan to destroy humanity. But as ever fate itself stood against my ambition to avenge my people and so many other civilizations for all the wrongs mankind ever committed upon us." Ty'raka said as he picked up Beatrice, and tore off an arm. Beatrice screamed in pain. "I and my followers were within a hair's breadth of fulfilling our retribution for friends and family lost. But instead, you and the Errant Traveler took the DNA Killer from us. Now we have to scavenge this wretched hive for resources just to survive and plan our revenge against these worthless primates." Ty'raka ranted as he tore off Beatrice's other arm.

"P-Please! Stop!" Beatrice said as she futilely kicked at Ty'raka, and crying in pain.

"No, you deserve no mercy for denying me my long desire for vengeance, OUR vengeance." Ty'raka said, and then an alien trooper approached him.

"What are your orders lord?" The trooper asked.

"Put them aboard the shuttle, as for this menace." Ty'raka said as he placed a square-shaped device on Beatrice's forehead.

"Wh-What is this going to do to me?! Turn me into a mindless slave? Wipe my memory in its entirety?!" Beatrice said in a panic.

"No, no this will simply immobilize you. You'll be completely unaware of everything that'll happen to you. But don't worry you won't be made a slave. You’re a work of man, and thus must be destroyed like all the rest of them." Ty'raka said as Beatrice's vision darkened.

In this state, Beatrice's mind was wandering. Was this the end? Who was this alien? How did he know her? Did she previously run into this Ty'raka character when she ran away from home, accidentally bringing her newborn sister with her? Who was this Errant Traveler? Why did he have such an apparent hatred for humans? All these questions and more raced through her head until she awoke with a gasp. "Good your awake, I thought I'd never get this thing off your head," Duncan said as he held the square immobilization device in his hand.

"Duncan! Where are we? Why can't I feel anything below my neck?" Beatrice asked.

"I think we're onboard the enemy flagship. I believe it's called the Vow of Vengeance or something. As for why you can't feel anything below your neck..." Duncan said awkwardly as he picked of Beatrice's decapitated head.

"Please don't scream," Duncan said.

"Do I at least have my visor?" Beatrice asked.

"No... Our gear was taken to some manner of holding facility, including your visor, and the rest of your body... or at least your limbs. I didn't get too good a look when they took us aboard. But now we got to get out of here." Duncan said as he placed Beatrice's head back on her decapitated torso. Thanks to the nanites that composed her body it was reattached easily.

"How are you still awake? I thought that you were knocked out." Beatrice asked as he climbed up into the vents with her body in tow.

"No, I faked it, and before you say anything I wanted to help you from that Ty'raka character. But I had to maintain a ruse to get a good look around the ship." Duncan explained.

"Just help me recover my things, and Felicia and Meanqy." Beatrice said, the two then heard a rather loud 'Sir" Meanqy echoing through the vents.

Eventually, Duncan leaped down through a vent into a luxuries looking room. With Meanqy holding a goblet of some kind.

"Meanqy, it's good your alive... and in the presidential suite what is going on here?" Duncan asked.

"Firstly, these villains have treated me quite well. You wouldn't think robbers would have such quarters but I was impressed. Secondly," Meanqy then slapped Duncan across the face, "I'm SIR Meanqy, how many times have I had to remind you of that fact?" Meanqy said in frustration.

"Look do you have any idea where Felicia and the rest of my body are?" Beatrice asked.

"I asked where my arms and Lady Uinta were, but they were not privy to tell me. Apparently my not being human was only enough to entrust me with such knowledge. But enough to grant me this room for my confinement." Meanqy said, the two of them then got back into the vents. "Do you even know where we're going?" Meanqy asked as he followed Duncan.

"Yes, I memorized our path through this place, and have been tracing my paces backward from there," Duncan said.

"But we didn't go through the vents... did we?" Beatrice said.

"I'm well aware of that. This isn't the first time I've had to climb through a vent." Duncan said.

Several minutes later the three of them found themselves in a room where Felicia was being held in some manner of device. "What are they doing to her? Seriously, Duncan, I can't see anything turn me around." Beatrice said as Felicia screamed in pain.

"No, no you really don't want to look at it. Now on the count of three, we jump the guards. Three!" Duncan said as he and Meanqy leaped out of hiding, overpowering the two aliens.

"Wait, these guys don't look anything like the aliens that we faced before," Beatrice said.

"I know, apparently this ship’s crew is a mishmash of alien races. No idea how many of them there are but the big dinosaurs are the top dogs." Duncan explained as he tore off the device that Felicia was being held in.

"Felicia? Are you okay? What were they doing to you?" Beatrice asked in concern.

"They... they wanted to figure out how I was able to make my ice weapons. I... I think that thing was supposed to extract my powers." Felicia said in exhaustion.

"Now let's find our things, and figure out what's going on here," Duncan said.

"No need to tell me twice, follow me," Felicia said as she manifested an ice katana.

"I assure you I know where they're kept," Duncan said, then as if on cue he was knocked out by an alien guard. Felicia quickly dispatched the trooper.

"At any rate, I will guide you to your missing equipment," Felicia said in her stoic tone as she put Beatrice's body on her back, making makeshift ice bands to secure her. "Yikes, your cold!" Beatrice said in surprise.

"You'll get used to it. Now let's move on." Felicia said as Meanqy put Duncan over his shoulders. Eventually, they arrived at the room were there gear was being held.

"My thanks to you Lady Uinta, I felt beyond uncomfortable not having my pieces about my person," Meanqy said as he took his plasma flintlock pistols and swords.

"Where are my limbs? I was under the impression that my limbs were here!" Beatrice said.

"I'm sorry, but I can't find them!" Felicia said as she looked through the lockers.

"Okay don't panic, don't panic," Beatrice said. "I am in no state of panic Lady Flynn," Meanqy said.

"I'm talking to myself! Now Felicia, can you cut loose some metal?" Beatrice said.

"Why?" Felicia asked.

"It's... it's a sort experimental thing my dad was working on. Basically, he reprogramed my nanites to be able to replicate anything I eat to repair myself if need be. So please, can you give me some metal?" Beatrice said, Felicia, cut off a piece of the gold-colored metal and held it up for Beatrice to eat. After a few pieces of the stuff, she regrew an arm.

"This is really good! I don't know what this stuff is made of but it's really good!" Beatrice said as she slowly regrew her other arm.

"Bea, its metal not cake or anything like it," Felicia said.

"Oh I know, but I can taste the molecular components of this metal!" Beatrice said in excitement.

"You know I'd say that was weird, but after that month-long stay at my cousins in Japan I'm not one to judge on what's weird," Felicia said as she cut a hole into a container.

"Well I'll be, I found your visor, Bea!" Felicia said as she threw the goggles at Bea.

"Thanks, are my old limbs in there?" Beatrice asked as she regrew her legs as she ate the metal chunk.

"No, why would you even want them? You've got a new pair." Felicia asked.

"I know, but... it's more that I feel weird being barefoot." Beatrice said pointing to her feet, which compared to the rest of her body were relatively large.

"Seriously? We're on an alien warship and you’re concerned about being barefoot?" Felicia asked.

"Fair point, but I just feel weird not wearing my shoes," Beatrice said.

"Wait, you humans take OFF your clothes? I was under the impression that you molted." Meanqy said in surprise.

"Okay..." Felicia said in bewilderment.

"It's a long story about how he came to Earth and why we came to the YSI. Suffice it to say nobody in my immediate family is strictly... human and leave it at that for now." Duncan said; the four heroes in training left the room, Unaware that they were being watched from the ship's bridge.

"Did that seem odd to you Uraaka the hybrid boy inexplicably regaining consciousness?" Ty'raka asked of his second-in-command, an alien from the same species as him.

"That's what you’re thinking? Aside from sending one guard in the science section, you’re doing nothing to recapture the prisoners?" Uraaka asked.

"And this is yet another reason why I blame you when everything and anything goes wrong. You lack imagination. Creativity, even Sool-Aaris is better at this then you and he doesn't even have opposable digits." Ty'raka said gesturing to a dog-like alien with a barricade like head, antenna, and enormous front legs and comparably shorter back legs at a console.

"Then why isn't he, my superior in rank then?" Uaaka asked.

"For one thing, it amuses me when he mauls you." Ty’raka said with an amused look on his face.

"Besides, my place is gathering information, not the rigors of leadership beyond my station or capabilities," Sool-Aaris said telepathically.

"At any rate, we must prepare for when they come to the bridge. Bridge crew! Raise barricades and prepare for an ambush." Ty'raka said. Eventually, Beatrice and her friend arrived on the bridge, only to find Ty'raka alone. "You mind explaining why you didn't just leave?" Ty'raka asked.

"Your under arrest for threats of genocide, bank robbery, and assorted other crimes that you're under suspicion of," Beatrice said.

"Well, well, well. I applaud your sense of duty. But you whelps have no idea what you've gotten yourselves into. You don't even remember when we last met android." Ty'raka said.

"Then tell me, what did happen?" Beatrice asked.

"It's a long and complicated story, but we are of the Fellowship. We're from the future by about ten-thousand Terran rotations. Over a thousand years before our voyage into the past we fought a great war with humanity. Your misbegotten kind nearly destroyed us, the Yoral and our great alliance of races. I was but a youth when that war began... seeing my homeworld burned without pity and mercy. I spent the rest of my life seeking humanities destruction. So from the shadows, I created an organization called the Vigilant of Ic'thao." Ty'raka said.

"So the leaders of this Fellowship ordered you to-"

"DON'T INTERUPT ME YOUR WORTHLESS SACK OF IRON!" Ty'raka shrieked, interrupting Beatrice. "As I was saying, from the shadows we Vigilant would orchestrate the downfall of mankind. Though if you’re wondering, that was not the purpose of the Vigilant as far as the Fellowship's leadership was concerned. In fact, a key tenant of our society was the protection of all life forms. But what you humans did to our peoples, our homes, our loved ones. That can't be ignored. But eventually, a band of human 'heroes' found out our secret plots, our secret base of operations. So with no other choice, I chose to violate one of the most sacred laws of the Fellowship. To travel back to the past and destroy humanity at its most primitive... but due to a miscalculation thanks to my second-in-command-"

"For the last time! I don't know enough about math or the manipulation of space-time to get the coordinates right!" Uraaka said, being shoved into a vent grate.

"Regardless, we're now stuck in your species twenty-first century. You and the Errant Traveler came by a few days after we had arrived, and destroyed our DNA Killer weapon." Ty'raka said at length.

"Well, I don't remember meeting you before today. I don't know why but that whole incident has gaps in it, but now that you've said all that... I do remember some of it; it's just that I can now actually hear words to them." Beatrice said.

"Really? Someone in great authority must have had the entire incident erased from your memory. No idea who that could be... nor do I care to be frank. Might have been someone in your world's government, might have been the Errant Traveler himself. But regardless, I'm done with you." Ty'raka said as his men leaned out of cover with their weapons trained on Beatrice.

"Don't worry, I won't allow your friends to be killed until after I'm done with them. Ready-"

"Don't even think about it Ormphala." A stranger said, standing behind Ty'raka with a manner of wand-like device.

"I don't believe it!" Meanqy said in awe. All of the Vigilant troopers looked behind them to see the human-like stranger.

"Drop your weapons or he dies." The stranger said in an intimidating voice, they obeyed reluctantly. "Now put your hands up Ty'raka, and turn around. Slowly." The stranger said.

"The Errant Traveler, what brings you back here?" Ty'raka asked.

"Wouldn't you like to know?... basically my Tacha'noma malfunctioned again and I had to make an emergency landing on your bridge. And now I see that not only have you survived our last meeting. But that you’re still threatening innocent humans again!" The Errant Traveler said.

"Hmm, innocent humans… I swear if that isn't an oxymoron I don't know what is." Ty'raka said the Vigilant Troopers sniggered in agreement.

"Release them, or you won't live to avenge the Night of Shame. You know my legend as well as most people do." The Errant Traveler said as his wand device glowed brighter.

"FINE, take the whelps." Ty'raka growled.

"Who is this guy?" Felicia asked.

"I will tell you further when we get into his Tacha'noma!" Meanqy said as his arms divided into four, and he grabbed all three of his friends in his arms.

"Now follow me, children!" The Errant Traveler said as he walked backward from Ty'raka, followed by Meanqy running after him with his friends in tow.

"MEN! TAKE THE TRAVELER!" Ty'raka bellowed.

"Oh boy, quickly get into the booth." The Errant Traveler said hurriedly as he got into an old-timey phone booth.

"But it's to... small?" Beatrice said as they entered the booth. As you can imagine it's much bigger on the inside.

"It's good to see you again Bea." The Errant Traveler said in a familiar tone.

"You... you've met the Errant Traveler before?" Meanqy said in surprise.

"I don't remember. Not clearly at any rate." Beatrice said.

"Oh thank Chrounous. I assumed that since you didn't recognize that we had met out of order. I hate it when that happens!" The Errant Traveler said.

"Traveler? What happened out there?" A blond-haired woman asked... who had Llama ears and was a Llama from the waist down.

"We're parked on a renegade Fellowship warship, the Vow of Vengeance Cent'aura. And I found someone I've met before." The Errant Traveler said.

"So... you did not come here deliberately?" Meanqy asked.

"Young man, I rarely go anywhere deliberately. The few times I have had complete control over this old can I've tried to get an actual vacation from saving the universe. I get dragged into another unwanted adventure." The Errant Traveler said.

"But who are you?" Beatrice asked.

"That's not an easy question to answer. But to put it simply, I'm a traveler. I'm from an ancient race of time travelers, one day I got bored and 'borrowed' this old Tacha'noma and left my homeworld. Since then I've gone across the entire universe, saving civilizations, toppling tyrants, preserving the timeline, and defeating monsters that could eat galaxies as an after-dinner snack." The Errant Traveler said.

"He's also completely mad." Cent'aura said.

"True, but you try comprehending the ebb and flow of time without your head turning into a metaphorical WMD, and then we'll talk." The Errant Traveler said.

"It is an honor beyond words to meet you, Errant Traveler. You have saved my world from destruction many times, for that you have my thanks." Meanqy said as he knelt to the ancient hero.

"Ah yes, you’re a Kalana'dall aren't you? I must have saved Orala-Magaar five, six times by now that I know of. Get on your feet young man. You’re embarrassing yourself to your friends." The Errant Traveler said.

"So... what now?" Beatrice asked.

"Well, the good news is that they can't break in here. The bad news is, my Tacha'noma is on the fritz. So we might be stuck where we are for a while." The Errant Traveler said.

"For how long?" Beatrice asked. "No idea, but I do have a quick-fix solution that will either get us out of here. Or kill everyone onboard." The Errant Traveler said.

Reluctantly our young heroes helped plan with the Errant Traveler. "So, is everyone clear?" The Errant Traveler asked.

"Yes, and I don't know about the rest of you. But I'm ready to get out of here, and binge-watch soap operas." Beatrice said everyone, looked at her funnily. "What? You three know that I like soap operas," Beatrice said innocently.

"Well anyway, I've got my stopwatch. When I turn it on, you all charge out of the Tacha'noma. Ready...? GO GO GO!" The Errant Traveler said as he started the stopwatch. Beatrice and her friends charged out, knocking aside the Vigilant Troopers.

"Felicia you got the Command Decks, Duncan you get the Hangers, and Meanqy you take out the Science Bays. I'll take the hull!" Beatrice said as she flew out of the ship's windows, outside she got a better-looking ship.

The ship was silver-colored and shaped like a highly intricately designed spearhead, covered in some manner of strange spherical devices that looked like they were hastily fused on. "So those are the Chrono-Sphere's that allowed this ship to transport back in time like this. Time to make them go boom." Beatrice said excitedly as she deployed a rocket battery on her back. She opened fire on the Chrono-Sphere’s; of course, this was not without receiving harassment from the bird-like starfighters of the Vigilant. However, despite these obstacles, she destroyed all of the Chrono-Sphere's.

"Okay Beatrice," the Errant Traveler said over Beatrice's com system, "I just detected the last of the Chrono-Sphere's going offline, and the others have destroyed their targets." The Errant Traveler said.

"What should happen now?" Beatrice asked.

"Well if my guess was right. It should open a temporal portal, right... about... now!" The Errant Traveler said as a huge temporal portal opened.

"What happens now?" Beatrice asked.

"Well... I'm not entirely sure of what will happen. But the Vow of Vengeance won't be around to threaten humanity... at least for a little while anyway." The Errant Traveler said as the Vow of Vengeance was sucked through the portal.

"But what about my friends, will they be alright?" Beatrice said in worry. However, before the Errant Traveler could say anything. A wave of some kind went out from the portal, knocking Beatrice out of the sky, unconscious. Later, she regained consciousness, with the Errant Traveler looking over her scattered body parts. "What... what happened? Where am I?" Beatrice asked in pain.

"Sorry about that, short story, The Vow of Vengeance has been sucked away. The portal sort of shorted out your systems. But according to your internal chronometer, it should have only been a few hours that you were out." The Errant Traveler said.

"What do you mean a few hours? Where are my friends?" Beatrice asked.

"Yes... your friends... look. They couldn't get back to my Tacha'noma in time. Not before it was forcefully jettisoned from the Vow of Vengeance by the temporal rift we created. I was barely able to pilot the thing properly." The Errant Traveler said.

"What?... can't you get my friends back?" Beatrice said.

"No, I can't! There in a temporal rift, the Tacha'noma can't remain stationary or land in an anomaly like that! I was barely able to get Cent'aura home, and on top of that I spent the last century pin-balling up and down the space time-continuum-"

"No! Nononononononononono! You don't understand, Felicia, Duncan, Meanqy! They're the only friends I've ever had! You have to save them! You... you..." Beatrice said as she began to sob.

"Bea, I understand better then most others what it's like to lose friends. But there is hope for them, eventually, they are bound the get out of the temporal rift. Though as a consequence so would the Vow of Vengeance." The Errant Traveler said, trying to be reassuring to the distraught gynoid.

"When... when will they back?" Beatrice asked, her face covered in tears.

"I don't know; the only certainty with a time rift is that for them it'll be at least a couple of minutes. But here... even I don't know for certain." The Errant Traveler said as he reattached Beatrice's limbs.

"So... there's some hope?" Beatrice asked.

"There's always hope, perhaps more than even I could imagine, now... can you help me get my Tacha'noma to someone who can fix it? I'd offer you a ride home but..." The Errant Traveler said as an explosion came out of the door. "...yeah it's in no shape for travel." The Errant Traveler said.

"I... suppose I could," Beatrice said.

"Fantastic! I'll take one end and you take the other." The Errant Traveler said.

"Okay... do you know anyone who could help you repair your... time machine?" Beatrice asked, still depressed. "No idea, unless the systems are on the fritz, we're in Danville. And the only two people I know who might help, are more concerned about pistachio nuts, another story entirely. So do you know who could fix it?" The Errant Traveler asked.

"Well... my dad and step-uncle are really good at fixing things. They might help, from what dad has told me it wouldn't even be the first time they've made a time machine or a dimensional transcendental thingy." Beatrice said.

"Seriously?" The Errant Traveler said in disbelief.

"Well, technically they fixed that time machine... or there might be some other circumstances around that. He wasn't really clear and straight forward on that." Beatrice explained.

"Sounds like men after my own hearts, who knows they might even fix the blasted steering on this thing." The Errant Traveler said as both he and Beatrice began their long trip home.

"So... how did we meet?" Beatrice asked, all the Errant Traveler could do was sigh in resignation.

Chapter 9: The First Day of School

Beatrice Flynn was tossing and turning in her sleep. Even after ten years, she had been haunted by the memory of her team from the YSI, and the incident that resulted in them being lost in time on an alien warship. While since then she had come to terms that they were gone. She still couldn't help but feel anxious, not helped that in the morning would be her first day of High School. By the time her alarm went off at 5:30, she had barely gotten any sleep all night. "Why... why would school start so early?" Beatrice asked herself as she hit the snooze button, and slowly forced herself out of bed. "Come on Bea... you've faced worse... but not before 9 am." Beatrice said as she gradually got herself dressed. Eventually she got to the kitchen for breakfast.

"Bea, you don't have to go to school for a few hours. You don't have to get dressed so early." Phineas said.

"I know... but I might as well get a few things over with as soon as possible." Beatrice said, pouring herself a bowl of cereal. "I mean, what point is there in getting up this early? For... what I understand after rereading my schedule. At least six hours on average, and even then. Literally anything can go wrong." Beatrice said.

"Well not literally everything." Phineas said.

"You've never heard Murphy's Law then?" Beatrice said.

"Yes, I even know the Murphy family and seen there infamous bad luck first hand. Why do you ask?" Phineas said, oblivious to his robot daughter’s bitter tone. About two hours later Beatrice arrived at school.

"Okay, this is only first day. Surely nothing can go wrong." Beatrice said as she entered the school. "I mean... it's only the first day, granted a whole lot of things can go wrong, even within a quarter of a day. But that does not automatically mean that something will go-"

And Beatrice's line of thought was abruptly stopped, by a locker door slamming right into her. Embedding herself into the door. "What was that noise- OH! FAITH AND BEGORA! I'm... I'm so sorry! Here let me get you out!" A young girl with an Irish accent said, noticing that Beatrice was embedded into the door.

"No... It’s my fault... I wasn't paying attention. Just... just give me a moment to get myself out." Beatrice said, her voice muffled by the locker.

"Oh it's no problem at all, really." The girl said as she pried Beatrice off of the door with her bare hands, freeing Beatrice from her first major embarrassment of the school year. Beatrice got a better look at this girl. She looked African-American... save for her red hair and green eyes, she also had surprisingly well defined muscles, and wore predominantly green and white cloths. "Me name be Jessie, Jessie Bryne. What's yours lass?" Jessie asked holding out a hand.

"I'm... I'm Beatrice, Beatrice Flynn. I... you do realize I'm a robot, right?" Beatrice said awkwardly as she shook Jessie's hand.

"Well that much is obvious isn't it? Now let me introduce you to my best friend. Daniel you old crankpot! I want you to meet someone!" Jessie said, and another locker closed to reveal a teenage boy in a wheelchair. He had brownish skin, and wore a shirt and cargo pants.

"I told you to stop calling me that." Daniel said bitterly, and with a New Zealand accent.

"And a good morning to you too, Beatrice, this is Daniel Pakaru. Daniel, Beatrice Flynn." Jessie said, Beatrice nervously held out her hand to him, and reluctantly Daniel shook it.

"It's... it's good to meet you." Beatrice said nervously.

"Well, you’re the first robot I've met whose intelligent... and humanoid even," Daniel said, a small smile forming on his face.

"Ah! I knew I could get you to smile on the first day." Jessie said.

"I never said you couldn't. I just said that it wasn't likely." Daniel said.

"You always this pleasant?" Beatrice said sarcastically... then covered her mouth in embarrassment.

"Sorry if I seem... prickly. But when you've had your ambitions of being a world famous dancer cut short... well that sort of thing will make anyone bitter." Daniel said.

"I'm, so sorry to hear that. But... aren't there cyber-"

"As I've said too many people, many times, if I'm ever going to dance again. It'll be with my own legs." Daniel said.

"Danny, there's no need to be rude to the lass," Jessie said.

"I'm... I'm sorry but, I need to process all this. Why... why are you being so nice?" Beatrice said in confusion. Not expecting anyone at this school to attempt to be her friend so early.

"What can I say; I've got a bit of a soft spot for new folk. But don't worry yourself, round here were friendly folk." Jessie said.

Then as if on cue, a young girl walked down the hall, followed by two other girls. She was wearing expensive looking clothes, consisting of boots, skirt, jacket, sunglasses, and for some reason a red glove on her left hand but not the right. "With at least one very notable, very obvious exception, Jenifer Amberwall," Jessie said.

"And she is...?" Beatrice asked.

"One of the richest girls in town, not sure if you know this, but for some reason, rich people in public school feel the need to lord there wealth over others," Daniel said to Beatrice.

"That's only because I am better then you Daniel. So what's this, taking in another stray Bryne?" Jenifer said condescendingly.

"Back off, she's a new girl here Jenny, and doesn't need you and your conniving banshee's." Jessie said defensively.

"I can handle myself, believe me. I've had to put up with worse than ONE spoiled brat." Beatrice said.

"Wow... just... just wow. Looks like they'll let anyone attend, or are you a malfunctioning TA droid?" Jennifer said as she snapped her fingers, and her entourage laughed.

"TA droid...? can a TA droid do THIS?!" Beatrice said as she transformed her fingers into whirring drills.

"Well... yes, they do perform maintenance. Though they usually only the index finger is used for drill bits." Jenifer said condescendingly as her friends hid behind her.

"Oh for-... my name is Beatrice. I'm not some commercial grade robot, and I'm certainly am not here to put up with your obvious attitude!" Beatrice said in aggravation.

"Okay... so you’re obviously smart enough to use contractions. I know enough science fiction to know that's a problem with robots. So... what your just a really stupid bot?" Jennifer said.

Then Beatrice's face turned red, and she took a deep breath... then began to rattle off seemingly random scientific, geographic, literary, mathematical, and other facts. "Okay... so you know a lot of stuff."

"Jennifer, we're running out of time to give Ms. Peach's a coffee and donuts before first period." One of Jenifer's friends said, gesturing to a coffee cup and bag of donuts.

"WHY DIDN'T EITHER OF YOU SAY THAT SOONER!? Never mind, we got to go." Jennifer said as she and her friends hurried.

"I'm... I'm sorry I got mad at her-"

"For what? She does that with everyone, me and Daniel in particular." Jessie said, cutting off a remorseful Beatrice.

"I should have been better..." Beatrice said.

"Don't beat yourself over it. Soon enough you'll be as used to Jennifer's taunting as we are." Daniel said reassuringly.

"Really?" Beatrice said.

"Not even a little, that's a bald-faced lie right there. But if you need help, we'll drive off her and her cronies." Jessie said.

"Come on, we'll help you get to class, and... I hope this isn't presumptuous to ask after Jennifer badgered you about it. But, why are you here?" Daniel asked.

"No... Not yet anyway." Beatrice said.

The three quickly learned that they shared the same classes with each other. Eventually, the three sat down for lunch. "Okay Bea, let the cat out of the bag," Jessie said.

"Alright... if you must know... I came here to make friends." Beatrice said.

"Seriously...? why'd you think High School in the first place?" Daniel asked.

"Well, that's kind of a long, complicated and personal story. Suffice it to say, I kind of had a very, VERY harsh existential crisis shortly after I was created. All I will say is that I wasn't fond of my baby sister when she was born... and I had a gross misunderstanding of how my parents felt about me." Beatrice said.

"Oh... sorry to hear that," Daniel said sympathetically.

"Well, I've had about ten years to wait for this," Beatrice admitted.

"WHAT?!" Jessie said.

"You've waited ten years to attend a High School... how old are you?" Daniel asked.

"Well, that's kind of rude to ask of a girl. But if you must know, I'm ten years old." Beatrice said as she ate in to school cafeteria pizza.

"Oh really? I take it that you haven't just sat on your laurels for an entire decade." Jessie asked.

"Well no... But I'd rather not say any more. Suffice it to say, it... makes use of my special talents." Beatrice said.

"Like that thing with the drill fingers this morning?" Daniel asked.

"More or less," Beatrice said.

Eventually, the first day of school was over. "Well... see you guys tomorrow?" Beatrice said awkwardly to her new friends.

"Well of course, here. Why don't we give you our phone numbers?" Jessie said.

"Well that's nice... but I actually scanned them earlier. It wasn't a conscious thing I swear!" Beatrice said nervously.

"So you’re also a creep with a limited understanding of personal space? I like that, see you on Tuesday Bea." Jessie said as she lightly ruffled Beatrice's hair.

This was a fairly odd first day for Beatrice, but ultimately a good one.

"Beatrice, how was your first day of school?" Isabella asked when Beatrice returned home.

"It was a good one, made two new friends so far... and ran into at least one bully. Girl by the name of Jenifer Amberwall, real arrogant one, she wouldn't stop commenting on... on my being a robot. But other than encountering that little... annoyance ONCE in the entire day, it was good." Beatrice said.

"I'm so proud of you Bea, your first real friends since... well you know. You might even befriend this Jenifer." Isabella said, Beatrice merely scoffed at the idea.

"Mom, if that ever happens, I promise that I'll actually play with Bethany when she asks," Beatrice said.

"AND, you can't be standoffish and anti-social when you go out as the Silver Automaton," Isabella said.

"Very well, you got yourself a deal." Beatrice said.

Chapter 10: A New Friend

A month passed since Beatrice's first day of High School. Aside from a few isolated incidents with school projects and a few unpleasant school mates, the experience was a pleasurable one for Beatrice. One morning before school started, Beatrice was smiling to her friends Jenny and Daniel. "Well you seem to be in a good mood this morning, don't you lass?" Jessie said noticing the enormous smile on Beatrice's face... and the blemish's on it.

"I got my first pimples! I got my first facial blemish's!" Beatrice said excitedly.

"Bea, you’re probably the first teenager who was ever excited about getting zits," Daniel said sardonically. "I'm not even really that! But this... there painful, but it's another step closer to being completely Human!" Beatrice said as she and her friends entered the school.

"Is that even really possible?" Daniel asked.

"Well, Dad says that it might be possible. But... well with his work he doesn't really have the time to invent anything that could turn me into a flesh and blood human. Most he can work on in a reasonable amount of time is upgrades that let me experience things like puberty and taste." Beatrice explained as she and her friends entered the class.

"All right class, before we begin the day. We've got a new student today, now... Terry was it?" The teacher asked.

"It's actually Mathew," Mathew said meekly.

"My mistake, class Mathew, Mathew class. Now that we got basic introductions over with, there's an empty chair right about... there." The teacher said, and Mathew went down to sit... right where Beatrice, Daniel, and Jenny were sitting.

"Hi, I'm Beatrice," Beatrice said as she offered a friendly handshake to Mathew.

"I... I think you already heard my name." Mathew said shyly.

"Well my friends and I make a point of befriending new people," Beatrice said.

"Beatrice, I thought we talked about this. No talking when I'm teaching." The teacher said in annoyance.

"Sorry Miss Barclay," Beatrice said, and then Beatrice scrawled something down on a tiny sheet of paper.

"That includes notes, to be passed along through the class." Miss Barclay said, writing at the whiteboard and not even glancing back.

"Bea, Miss Barclay has the ears of a hare." A flashcard said that Jessie showed to Beatrice. At the end of class, Beatrice caught up with Mathew.

"Excuse me, Mathew I'm Beatrice Flynn and my friends and want to hang out with you for lunch?" Beatrice asked, Mathew looked bewildered and kind of scared.

"I... I don't know... I've had bad experiences with people at my last high school and-"

"Don't worry about it. My friends and I are a good bunch, though Daniel does tend to be cranky, and Jessie can be a bit in your face at times. But if you need help with homework, or someone to have lunch with, please don't hesitate to ask... or just me." Beatrice said.

"I'm... I'm not sure, I'm just going to be by myself for a while... I like my me time if you don't mind." Mathew said as he walked off.

"Darn it..." Beatrice said dejectedly. Several hours later, Beatrice heard something. She followed a noise and found Jennifer Amberwall, and her cronies holding Mathew in a closet.

"New kid... you embarrassed me in Art Class, and ruined my favorite coat, and sunglasses," Jenny said, covered in assorted paints.

"IT WAS AN ACCID-" Mathew pleaded, but his mouth was covered by one of Jennifer's minions.

"Now... I'm going to leave a lasting impression on you for-"

"Jennifer, what is going on here?!" Beatrice asked, seeing what was happening.

"This... twerp spilled paint on me during Art Class. Now stay out of this Robo-dork." Jennifer said.

"So you don't remember the incident with the Baklava Boar last week?" Beatrice said threateningly.

"Oh I do, now hold still twerp, I've got a wet willy to deliver," Jennifer said as she put her right index finger into her mouth, and pulled it our covered in saliva. Beatrice grabbed her right arm.

"Listen to me you little meat bag! I don't care if Mathew spilled paint on you on purpose or not! This is unacceptable and you should feel ashamed of yourself!" Beatrice ranted as she forced Jennifer to look her in the face.

"My... let go of my arm! PLEASE!" Jennifer said as she looked scared.

"No! I'm giving you my two-cents here! Jessie and Daniel told me about all the stuff you got away with because of your father's money and-"

Beatrice's line of ranting was cut off as Jennifer's right arm started to spark and fell off from the strain of Beatrice's grip. It was a cybernetic prosthetic. "MY ARM!" Jennifer screamed as she fell out of the closet. There was a crowd of people who saw everything, as Jennifer started screaming for people to look away from her as she stumbled away in pain.

"What the-? Mathew! Are you okay?" Beatrice said to the traumatized Mathew.

"You... you saved my life," Mathew said as he inhaled from shock.

"Well I wouldn't go that far, I mean as far as I know wet willies aren't lethal... I'll take the gratitude." Beatrice said, and unexpectedly Mathew gave her a tight hug. "And I thought Jessie had a tight hug," Beatrice said sheepishly.

It wasn't long before school was over and the four of them met up outside. "So... you want to exchange phone numbers?" Beatrice asked.

"Well... yes!" Mathew said as the two did just that. However, there was something fairly unusual, a pair of black boots beneath a bush entering a limo.

"Think that was Jennifer?" Daniel asked.

"One way to find out... don't look, it's kind of gross." Beatrice said as she removed one of her eyes, and threw it towards the limo.

"Is that strictly necessary?" Mathew asked.

"Probably not, but I'm curious," Beatrice said, she then saw Jennifer remove the bush, and speak severely of Beatrice. Then the limo driver asked why she sought to harm Mathew over a paint spill if it was an accident. Then Jennifer removed the remains of her destroyed cybernetic arm and starred at her stump.

"Oh... I feel so sorry for her." Beatrice said regretfully.

"To be fair you did destroy her arm... though to be unfair she did try to give me a wet willy over an honest mistake," Mathew said.

"I'm going to find a way to make this up to her," Beatrice said determinedly. The next day Beatrice found Jennifer.

"Oh... come to break my other arm?" Jennifer said bitterly.

"No, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for hurting your feelings, and I want to offer you one of my spare arms," Beatrice said as she pulled out a nonfunctioning arm.

"You keep spare parts?" Jennifer asked in confusion.

"It's a long and personal story why. But I want you to have this to replace the arm I destroyed... especially since it looks like you haven't gotten a replacement of your own." Beatrice said, noting that Jennifer's right arm was still missing.

"And why would you give me one of your arms after all the mocking I've put you through? You think I'm just going to be your friend and not act out my frustration about being born with only one arm on everyone else I deem a freak in some capacity?" Jennifer blurted out.

"...just the first thing, I didn't even think that you were insecure about being born with one arm," Beatrice said honestly, Jennifer looked surprised.

"So... how does this arm work?" Jennifer asked as she took the spare arm and tried to jab it into her right stump.

"Leave that to me," Beatrice said as she donned the specialized goggles that let her manipulate her nanobots.

"Now bite down on something... this may hurt a little," Beatrice said as she manipulated the arm to grow cybernetic tendrils into Jennifer's stump, and in turn merging with her nervous system.

"That... was the most... painful experience I've ever had," Jennifer said.

"Well, I said that it would hurt," Beatrice said, readying herself for Jennifer to say or otherwise do something to make her regret her kindness.

"This... this is awesome! It's almost like an issue of the Silver Automaton! I always wanted an arm like this!" Jennifer said with childlike glee.

"So... you’re a fan of Silver Automaton?" Beatrice asked, referring to her secret superhero identity.

"Since I was like five! Granted I never liked his standoffish personality however, I just know that deep down he's a pretty nice guy." Jennifer said.

"Then why would you have regarded me as a simple commercial robot when we first met?" Beatrice asked.

"Well the Silver Automaton is a superhero, and you’re not... though in hindsight I doubt he'd approve of treating robots poorly just for its own sake," Jennifer said in realization.

"So… friends?" Beatrice asked, Jennifer, looked puzzled for a moment, then hugged Beatrice.

"Sure, why not?" Jennifer said.

"Good... now about your lackeys-"

"Their names are Tracy and Georgia, and I'm more than certain they don't mind... you two don't mind do you?" Jennifer asked.

"Nope, what you say goes," Tracy said.

"Well with any luck, Daniel and Jessie won't mind me... and Mathew will forgive me, or at least not hold a grudge," Jennifer said, and soon enough Daniel and Jessie did welcome her into their group... Mathew took time to forgive being assaulted. Though the experience was slightly soiled when Beatrice remembered the bet she made with her mother Isabella... though she was more dreading playing with her sister. Then being a more friendly and personable superhero.

Chapter 11: Friends Old and New

It was a fairly normal day for Beatrice. She was in a VR room that her creator and father Phineas had made for her. She was training against holographic replicas of the aliens that had inadvertently robbed her of her first friends.

Felicia Uinta, a girl trained in the ways of the ninja, and wielding powerful ice-based magic.

Duncan, a gargoyle that could travel about in the day without turning to stone, unlike the rest of his kind... beyond that she knew absolutely nothing about him.

Sir Meanqy jia Leeash, was an alien called a Kalana'dall, a steampunk-like cyborg wielding plasma-based weaponry, four arms, and several rapier swords. The only one of them to come out of that incident was Felicia's pet telepathic chimpanzee, Wilbur

After the whole incident with the YSL and the Vigilant of Ic'thao, an alien group from the future that was dedicated to the destruction of mankind she left the YSL and became a freelance Superhero known as the Silver Automaton. In the ten years since she had become a popular superhero, but doing heroic acts hadn't filled the hole that her departed friends had left behind. Until recently when she had finally attended a proper school where she quickly made friends with several young people.

Jessie Bryne, an African-Irish girl with inordinate physical strength for a teenager.

Daniel Pakaru, a boy of Maori decent confined to a wheelchair.

Jennifer Amberwall, a rich girl that up until recently had been a frequent antagonist of Beatrice and her friends along with her own friends, Georgia and Tracy.

Then there was Mathew, a boy that she learned, later on, was autistic... several weeks after meeting him.

She thought to herself about the friends she made in her comparative infancy as she battled against holographic aliens. Destroying Yoral soldiers left and right. Including their hated leader... Ormphala Ty'raka. The alien monster that had taken her friends away from her, if it hadn't been for the timely intervention of another time-traveling alien called the Errant Traveler then she herself probably wouldn't be alive. She knocked out the Ty'raka hologram's weapons with a large mallet. The hologram then drew a pair of blades from his gauntlets. But she threw him back with her bare hands.

"Beatrice, you've been playing this training program for over three hours, far beyond the limitations that your body can handle outside of Bellator Mode," Cricket said, an AI construct that lived in Beatrice's head, usually advising her on things.

"No... I can handle this!" Beatrice said in exhaustion as she fired plasma shots at the holographic aliens.

"Your exhaustion levels are at sixty percent and climbing, your heart is straining under the stress," Cricket said.

"I can take it and you know it!" Beatrice said as she grew claws and slashed at the holograms.

"No, Phineas Flynn set your exhaustion levels at seventy percent, and I have the capacity to put your body into stasis and knock you into unconsciousness," Cricket said in a commanding tone.

"Hmm... fine. Computer, disable combat exercise program." Beatrice said grudgingly as the program stopped. She then fell to her knees, panting and sweating in exhaustion.

"Your combat efficacy has increased by roughly twenty percent in default mode, though I still don't understand your insistence on this. You’re at your most effective when in Bellator Mode." Cricket said, referring to a program that allowed Beatrice to use her weapons. The other mode being her standard Default Mode, where she had more human-like qualities, as well as the weaknesses that entails. Whereas Bellator Mode, where she would be able to push herself and use her weapon programs indefinitely, and function properly as the Silver Automaton.

"Look, I know that dad created Bellator Mode and restructured my entire nano-net so that I could be human... and still be the Silver Automaton. But when and if the Vow of Vengeance returns, I want to be ready." Beatrice said.

"Your logic is faulty. In Bellator mode, you’re superior to your default mode. Not held back by the human limitations that you and Phineas Flynn impose on yourself." Cricket said.

"And if for some reason I couldn't use Bellator Mode?" Beatrice asked.

"That is unlikely, at any rate. Your friends will be arriving in an hour for movie night." Cricket said.

"By Asimov's quill pen! I almost forgot!" Beatrice said as she rushed out of the VR room. Got a change of clothes that wasn't weighed down by sweat, and took a shower, then she rushed about to prepare for the movie, snacks, and drinks. Then the doorbell rang. And on the other side, we're her friends. "Guys, it's a Saturday morning, there's little to no good on TV. I got an old DVD ready to watch, and enough popcorn and soda to constitute an entire meal. Let's rock!" Beatrice said as she and her friends sat down on a coach before the TV.

"I still can't believe that you own an original Penguin Pals DVD!" Matthew said.

"Still don't see what the big deal is... or why we're watching a kids show," Jennifer said.

"It's a good show, good characters, good plots, and unlike other shows in a similar genre. The fandom ISN'T made up of singled minded weirdo's who go nuts every time its title species is brought up." Beatrice said.

"That and it has penguins, really cute and really funny, and really AWESOME penguins!" Mathew said giddily.

"And yes Mathew, as you asked. This is one of the original DVD's made when the series’ first aired." Beatrice said as the friends sat down to watch the DVD.

It went well; right up until the house began to shake. "Beatrice! Thank Chrounous I got here... in a reasonable amount of time." The Errant Traveler said bursting into the living room.

"What is happening?" Beatrice asked.

"Well... to put it simply... there back, and out of the temporal rift." The Errant Traveler said, and Beatrice ran outside.

"...who are you?" Daniel asked. Beatrice looked up into the sky... and saw the Vow of Vengeance blocking out the sun.

"Guys! I'm... going to have to take a rain check. Something's come up, and it can't wait!" Beatrice said as she flew up into the sky.

"What the?!- blast it, Bea! Where do you think your goin?" Jessie asked.

"I believe that I, the Errant Traveler can explain why your robotic friend is flying towards an alien warship from the distant future... right after this episode ends. It's my favorite of the whole series!" The Errant Traveler said as he plopped himself on the coach for the episode. Afterward, the Errant Traveler explained at length about the situation at hand.

"Well... is there anything we can do to try to help?" Jessie asked.

"WHAT?!" Everyone else, including the Errant Traveler, said.

"She's our friend, and what's more her oldest friends are on a hostile ship filled with aliens filled with rage and hatred! She shouldn't have to face any of that alone!" Jessie said.

"I applaud your bravado child, but your just teenagers. And no offense meant, but one of you doesn't even have properly working legs!" The Errant Traveler said.

"Doesn't mean we shouldn't at least try... how did you get here anyway?" Jessie said.

"A dimensionally trans-indental time machine... and why are you grinning like that?" The Errant Traveler asked.

Meanwhile, Beatrice was infiltrating the Vow of Vengeance. "Beatrice, I advise that you initiate Bellator Mode to better manage this hostile vessel," Cricket said as Beatrice accessed a terminal.

"I also can't find their location and hack in Bellator Mode. So there!" Beatrice said as she hacked into the computer system, quickly finding Felicia, Duncan, and Meanqy in a cell block. "Hold on guys... I'm finally coming!" Beatrice said as she ran at super speed to the cellblock in question.

Meanwhile, on one of the Vow of Vengeances lower decks, the Errant Travelers Tacha'noma materialized. "Okay... where are we?" Jennifer asked as she, Beatrice’s High School friends and the Errant Traveler left.

"The Vow of Vengeance, specifically one of its armories. Now while I'm stridently against weapons of the lethal sort, and even more against sending children to fight against battle-hardened warriors, especially Yoral's. But since you seem to be so dead set on helping Bea I'll allow it." The Errant Traveler said.

"Then what's that monkey wrench thing?" Daniel asked.

"A sacred tool of my people... capable of performing great feats that bleed together with the forces of magic and technology." The Errant Traveler said grandly. "To read the very fabric of Creation and perform mundane acts such as turning screws and-"

"Magic wand got it. So what do we have to work with down here?" Mathew asked.

"Guns... mainly guns." The Errant Traveler said.

"What kind of guns we talkin' about?" Jessie asked.

"Powerful guns, as well as several other devices that can come in a pinch during a fight, for example, this rifle here." The Errant Traveler said as he picked up a rifle, and then pressed a button to turn it into a sword.

"Whoa! Do these just come in swords do we get more than this?!" Jessie said as she took the mechanical sword.

"Well yes, of course, they're fairly easy to figure out how to use, and from the looks of it, the Vigilant haven't even touched these. Probably don't even have genetic locks on them, not even the power armor." The Errant Traveler said.

"Power armor... did you say power armor?" Mathew said excitedly to the Errant Traveler.

"Yes, looks like they have some humanoid models down here-" Mathew threw the Errant Traveler aside.

"GIMME GIMME GIMME! Mathew squeed as he jumped into a suit.

"Just a dumb question, but can I use one of those?" Daniel asked. "Well, yes. The suits can compensate for physical disabilities. You need help to get in?" The Errant Traveler said. Daniel just rolled over to the armor and got into the suit. Eventually, he got despite Jessie's and everyone else's offers for help.

"Yes... I CAN FINALLY WALK AGAIN!" Daniel said excitedly.

Meanwhile, Beatrice had arrived at the cell block. "GUYS! I finally found you!" Beatrice said in relief.

"Surely it could not have taken you so long to find us? It was but a few minutes ago that-"

"For you yes, but for me... it's been over ten years since you vanished into the temporal rift! You've only now just gotten back and... well I don't need to tell you that I'm ecstatic to see you all again!" Beatrice said as she opened the cellblock, and was hugged by Felicia.

"We've got to get out of here. The big ugly one said something about disposing of us." Duncan said, then Orphala Ty'raka emerged from the shadows.

"How dare you say such a thing...! I am far from ugly little mongrels!" Ty'raka said as he ignited a grenade and threw it at Beatrice.

"What the?!- a sticky?" Beatrice said as the grenade effectively fused to her face.

"Relax, it'll only make you prone." Ty'raka said as the grenade went off, setting off an EMP and causing Beatrice to be wracked with pain. "Hm, so your little stunt sent us ten years into the future? No matter, we'll begin the process of destroying your worthless species, and avenge the Night of Shame and restore the Fellowship to its proper place in Crea-"

"Sire! This is Pack Terminus! The Errant Traveler is below decks, and what's worse he's armed several humans with weapons and armor designed for vert-backs! And- GRENADE! GET CLEAR!" Shouted a voice on Ty'raka's com unit. Beatrice knew for certain that the Errant Traveler had brought her friends up. Amid the extreme pain that the EMP grenade was making her effectively inert body feel, one thought went through her head that wasn't pained screaming.

"I really should have brought the Silver Automaton armor... would have raised some questions but would have made this SO much easier."

"WHAT!? Hold your ground! I'll bring in a surprise for our would-be infiltrators!" Ty'raka said as he left the cell block, leaving two guards to watch over Beatrice, Felicia, Duncan, and Meanqy.

Meanwhile, in the lower decks, Beatrice's high school friends had pinned down a Vigilant squad. Daniel and Mathew were clad in power armor, and wielding powerful weapons. Jessie forewent armor and just went about using scavenged weapons and fighting with her bare hands. Jennifer meanwhile was attempting to figure out how to use her cybernetic arm that she had received from Beatrice to make weapons, so far only making a sword. And the Errant Traveler himself protecting with his wand.

"Okay I'll admit... you kids are doing better than I thought you would. I had assumed I'd spend the entire slog through this ship patching you lot up and pulling your weight." The Errant Traveler said as he projected several purple shields from his wrench/wand.

"I play a lot of video games!" Mathew said.

"And I be the captain of the schools wrestling team!" Jessie said as she held a Yoral in a headlock.

"I'm not even going to try to figure out how that makes you close in skill with Yoral's. I mean most of these men have been trained in the art of combat since they were fresh out of their eggs. But you? Play some games and engage in some school activities. And apparently, you can fight some of the best warriors in the universe to a standstill." The Errant Traveler said, there was then a roar down the large hallways.

"Traveler... we should have asked this sooner. But do these guys have large aliens?" Daniel asked.

"Well yes, the Fellowship is... or more likely will be one of the most egalitarian interspecies empires in this galaxy. There's at least one species of Yoral that's at least the size of those dinosaurs from way back when." The Errant Traveler said, as then a huge Yoral in armor arrived. It roared as its armaments fired up.

"HUMANS, SUFFER! SUFFER FOR THE INDIGNETIOUS YOU HAVE FORCED UPON OUR HEARTHS AND HOMES!" Ty'raka shrieked as he stood atop of one of his warriors and fired his weapon.

"Sire, please do not shout. I've only recently recovered from the sak'd." The giant alien said.

"Sorry Z'var, I just got overexcited." Ty'raka said meekly.

Meanwhile, in the cellblock, Beatrice's old friends had overwhelmed the guards and were trying to bring Beatrice back to consciousness. "WAKE UP DARN YOU!!" Felicia said as she used power cables torn out of the wall and trying to use them to wake her up.

Eventually, Beatrice awoke.

"-GUGNGOSEDARABOGESSELJAAH-... and this day started out so well too..." Beatrice said in exhaustion as she was smoking from the power lines.

"BEA! I'm just so glad you’re alive!" Felicia said hugging the gynoid.

"Likewise... wait. Ty'raka said he was going after my friends! We have to find them!" Beatrice said as she brushed off the dirt and ash off of her. It wasn't too long before Beatrice had caught up with her friends, everybody else taking on Ty'raka and Z'var.

"Bea, your alive you daft automaton! DON'T YOU DARE SCARE US LIKE THAT!" Jessie said as she put Beatrice in a headlock and gave her a rough noogie.

"Yeah, I'm sorry I ran off but... well, did he explain any of it?" Beatrice asked of the Errant Traveler.

"Yes, I did. Now all in favor of running for our lives back to my Tacha'noma say aye." The Errant Traveler said.

"What? We're not out of the clear yet! The Vigilant of Ic'thao still has a functioning starship, and even if they can't go nuts with the space-time continuum there still a threat to mankind's survival!" Beatrice said as her old friends were overwhelmed by Ty'raka and Z'var.

"Oh no... Guys, I just want to apologize in advance for not telling you this sooner. Cricket... activate Bellator Mode and summon an armor pod." Beatrice said.

"Understood, launching a pod now." Cricket said as Beatrice walked down the hall towards her friends and Z'var and Ty'raka.

A pod then burst through the floor and in it was a suit of armor... the armor of the Silver Automaton. "No... No, she couldn't be!" Jennifer said in awe as the armor assembled around Beatrice. Making her look like a silver-colored robotic knight.

"TY'RAKA! I AM BEATRICE FLYNN, DAUGHTER OF PHINEAS AND ISABELLA FLYNN, AND YOUR WRATH ON MANKIND ENDS TODAY!" Beatrice said, the armor making her voice sound robotic and bombastic.

"So, you've learned a few new tricks since we last fought? Regardless, your still just an instrument like any other weapon-" Ty'raka's gloating was cut off as Beatrice fired a cannon from her armor that knocked Ty'raka back, and disabled his shields.

"Well I'll be, Bea was a bonified superhero this whole time." Jessie said as Beatrice took to fighting Z'var, and rescuing her friends from certain doom.

"Bea... when the heck did you make that?" Felicia asked.

"That is a long story, suffice it to say is that I went freelance almost immediately after you left. COME, MY FRIENDS! WE HAVE SOME ALIENS TO BRING DOWN!" Beatrice said.

"Child... do you really believe that toy can stop the greatest warriors in Creation?" Ty'raka said, baring his teeth angrily.

"I've had ten years to prepare. <Cricket, infiltrate the Vow of Vengeance's computer systems and have this ship crash somewhere far and out of the way of any Human habitation, disable it's engines and weapons, make certain that if we can't take out the Vigilant, they can't threaten mankind again any time soon.>" Beatrice said, giving the command to Cricket in binary. The fight was long, but eventually, the Vow of Vengeance was beginning to crash land into a desert.

"Well I don't know about anyone else, but I suggest we get out of here!" The Errant Traveler said, then he used a device to make his Tacho'noma materialize nearby, hastily our heroes retreated, Beatrice looking back at an injured Ty'raka.

"I'll come back for you lizard breath." She said as she entered the Tacho'noma, and it vanished into thin air.

"THIS IS ORMPHALA TY'RAKA TO ALL HANDS, BRACE FOR IMPACT! DO NOT LET GO UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!" Ty'raka shouted into the ships com channel. The ship crashed, leaving behind a massive scar on the landscape as it buried itself into the sand. Eventually, he returned to the ship's bridge. "Damage report! I want to know how badly those whelps have wounded us." Ty'raka said to his bridge crew.

"Reports are still coming in sire, but we know that the hanger bays are all blocked by sand, and our weapons and engines have been disabled. There's no way of knowing how long it'll take before the Vow of Vengeance can take to the skies again." Sool-Aaris said.

"Master, the Errant Traveler left behind a note," Uraaka said as he gave a slip of paper to Ty'raka.

"You disappoint me, you could be so much more than a monster." The note read.

"That sanctimonious... I want raids organized to acquire supplies we need, and repair the damage those brats have done! We will undo the Night of Shame! And one way or another, mankind will be purged from creation!" Ty'raka ranted.

And what are Beatrice and our heroes doing now... picking up where they left off in watching Penguin Pals. "So... you two aren't worried about being ten years in the future?" Beatrice asked.

"Well of course not, my lady I have no ties to this world beyond Duncan. And as for him... well let's just say that his family is a bit of a mess to put it lightly." Meanqy said.

"But my family... is Wilbur still around?" Felicia asked.

"Yes, your chimp is still around. Stubborn little guy. Didn't even know they could live that long… but I don’t really care enough about zoology by and large to know offhand how long a chimpanzee can live. So what would I know?" Beatrice said.

"And now to address the elephant in the room... you’re the Silver Automaton?" Jennifer said awkwardly.


"And... you've been to conventions?"

"A few."

"And... you wouldn't remember a young girl foisting fan art and fanfiction in your face where the Silver Automaton-"

"Marries you and lives happily ever after? Yeah, I read those... wait, that was YOU!?" Beatrice said in surprise.

"Well yes... I just want to apologize for that. I was young and... well I had no idea that he was actually a girl! So... sorry." Jennifer said, Beatrice just smirked.

"QUIET! This is the best part!" Mathew said.

"I got my old friends back, and my new friends are safe. All's right with the world so far for me." Beatrice thought to herself contentedly.

Chapter 12: Days of Future Selves

"So there's a working time machine in the museum?" Felicia asked of Beatrice as the two teenagers entered the Danville museum, as they made their way to the 'Gadgets of the Ages' hall. Beatrice caught sight of her aunt Candace, Grandma Linda, cousins Amanda, Xavier, and Fred.... along with twenty-year younger versions of her parents, and Ferb and Candace using the time machine.

"What the…?" Beatrice said in surprise.

"Yeah... I had no idea your parents were, THAT adorable. I mean I've seen the old pictures, but that just doesn't do it justice!" Felicia said, Beatrice simply rolled her eyes as she confronted her aunt.

"Aunt Candace? You mind explaining why there were young doppelgangers of you, mom, dad, and uncle Ferb?" Beatrice said sternly.

"Beatrice! I... well it started with a tool that can fuse metal and wood at a molecular level-"

Candance then went on to ramble about the events in question, specifically of how she created a future where Heinz Doofenshmirtz. (Whose name she forgot in all the confusion) had subjugated mankind after she had busted Phineas and Ferb over the roller-coaster on the first day of summer. "I see... and is the time machine in question still around?" Beatrice asked.

"Yeah, yeah it's still on display. It should still work." Candace said, pointing to the machine created by Xavier Onassis, which according to her aunt, he created to get corn-dogs.

"Well, then there's only one thing for me to do now," Beatrice said as she donned her goggles, looking over the components of the time machine.

"Wait... Bea, what's going through that head of yours?" Felicia asked in concern.

"So did Phineas also make Beatrice?" Linda asked.

"Yep, he built a whole machine in the basement just to make her," Candace said.

"Really? And all this time I thought she was adopted." Linda admitted.

"Components analyzed categorized... and ready to be disposed of, and grandma, how... where would you even adopt a sentient android?" Beatrice said, Linda merely shrugged.

"I only knew you were a robot- ANDROID I MEANT ANDROID!" Linda said.

"It's quite alright grandma. I'm just going to eat parts of this time machine." Beatrice said as she opened a compartment on the time machine. Removed several parts inside and ate them.

"Mom, Beatrice is acting weird again!" Amanda said.

"It's for the good of the time-stream Amanda! Literally, anyone could use this thing a screw up the time-stream, and wreak unimaginable chaos. So I'm going to make sure no one can use this thing for any inter-temporal shenanigans." Beatrice said as she removed the purple light-bulb on top of the machine.

"But can't your nano-bots assimilate what you eat?! And take on some of its traits?" Candace said as Beatrice had swallowed the parts.

"...oh... I probably should have taken that into account- OW!" Beatrice shouted as she clutched at her stomach. In turn, she started to glow in various colors.

"I... I can see through time... why are there so many clocks?" Beatrice said deliriously.

"Beatrice, stay with us here!" Candace said in worry as she laid her robotic niece in her lap.

"I'm not dying Aunt Candace... I just feel really, REALLY, sick, and-" Beatrice was then cut off as she loudly farted a purple cloud.

"And some people say museums are boring," Felicia said glibly.

"Most... no, ALL museums don't have robots getting sick from eating time machine parts!" Amanda said.

"And I'm jotting that one down," Felicia said as she took out a pen and notepad, and wrote down what Amanda just said.

"Huh... someone get me a bucket... a metal one. Plastic tastes... well like plastic." Beatrice said groggily.

"And writing that one down as well," Felicia said as she wrote down Beatrice's words.

"Do you really keep a log of strange sentences?" Linda asked, Felicia merely nodded happily.

Eventually, Beatrice was brought back home. With Isabella tending to her as best she could. "Why didn't you ever tell me you went time traveling?" Beatrice asked, looking exhausted.

"Your father and I DID. In fact, I stopped that whole mess from coming about by going back in time to before Phineas and Ferb needed a wood and steel tool. I mean if you can see through time, you should know that." Isabella said as she rubbed Beatrice's forehead with a cloth.

"Mom, everything is a disjointed mess of events out of order... so that's why they built Stone Henge, kind of... kind of underwhelming. I mean, they won't not have nearly not-not enough voles to make the bagpipes..." Beatrice said.

"Well I called Phineas, and he should be back from Switzerland soon," Isabella said.

"Can I get an ETA on that?" Beatrice asked.

"He said that the meeting was too important to just up and leave. For now, just get some rest." Isabella said as she left the basement.

"Well... I'd say it's nice to be sick, but unlike the few times with the flu. This... this isn't even mildly interesting to experience, even if it's temporally based." Beatrice mumbled to herself. Several hours passed as she stared at the ceiling in an almost trance-like state. Foaming at the mouth with purple film seeping out. "Darn it... this is how I'm going to die isn't it…? Foaming at the mouth, seeing the entire history of the universe as... some kind of horribly confusing montage of overlapping footage that does not make any kind of sense, even with the possibility of hindsight." Beatrice gurgled.

Then in a flash, the Errant Travelers Tach'noma materialized in the room. "I'm no doctor... or even a robotics engineer. But I can help you." The Errant Traveler said as she stepped out of the Tach'noma.

"Short answer ET," Beatrice said groggily. "I ate some parts from a time machine so that-"

"Nobody could use it, and accidentally screw up the time-stream. Yes I know, I was on my way to fix the mess your aunt caused but... well you told me that you were sick." The Errant Traveler said as he used his wrench-wand device over her.

"Do you know what's happening to me?" Beatrice asked.

"Short answer, you've splintered your future. Meaning that... well, you’re going to have run-ins with potential future you's." The Errant Traveler said.

"Meaning...? what does that even mean?" Beatrice asked groggily.

"It means that because you ate those time machine parts. You now have limited control over your personal timeline. You can stop time for yourself for brief periods, and move about freely. But as another consequence, your future has diverged drastically." The Errant Traveler said.

"How bad... how bad we talking about?" Beatrice asked as she slowly got better.

"Bad enough that, when you met up with you, you were being chased by a future you, one that… apparently had her emotions completely disabled or something like that." The Errant Traveler said. Then without any warning, a gynoid woman stepped out of a temporal rift.

"And there she is again!" The Errant Traveler said in resignation. The women did indeed look like an older version of Beatrice.

"Errant Traveler, I have come to protect myself." The future Beatrice said.

"Well I can protect myself," Beatrice said as she wobbly stood up.

"You know not what he is, or what he is truly capable of." The future Beatrice said.

"I lost my first friends for ten years because of him... and also got them back thanks to him. So unless you actually know something I don't know. Please... get lost!" Beatrice said in annoyance.

"No. I know that he has done you a service. But you are blinded by your emotions. I will make certain that you will see him as the monster that he is!" The future Beatrice said.

"Hey! I'm not perfect, but I'm not a monster...! that depends on people who have met me and known me! But you, I haven't actually met you for the first time! Or is that the other way around? Point is, what right do you have to judge me?" The Errant Traveler said indigently.

"So we have encountered each other out of chronological order?" The future Beatrice said.

"Yes, believe me when I say that I HATE IT when I meet people out of order! It's just so confusing, and then there's the risk of accidentally telling someone too much or too little, risking the entire time-stream on an ill-placed word or piece of information!" The Errant Traveler ranted.

"Is anyone going to do anything, or are you going to posture like bad anime villains!?" Beatrice said in annoyance.

"Very well then." The future Beatrice said. Then, while the future Beatrice stood still, perfectly still. The Errant Traveler was punched into a wall

Beatrice (our Beatrice not the future one) donned her goggles and turned one of her arms into a sword, and attacked the future Beatrice. Or rather tried to, but she kept dodging her strikes. "You waste your energy defending him. You cannot possibly hope to win." The future Beatrice said.

"Oh... I might surprise you, Cricket?" Beatrice said.

"You wish to test the chrono-displacement?" Cricket asked, Beatrice simply nodded, and Beatrice then transferred into a monochrome world.

"Trippy," Beatrice said as she marveled at frozen dust particles hanging in space, future Beatrice became colored.

"Did you not think that I would remember this?" The future Beatrice said.

"I'll be honest, I didn't even care!" Beatrice said as she engaged her future self. The two fought up and down the house, blinking randomly in and out of time. Beatrice tried to minimize the damage her future self was doing to the house. "What are you even doing here?!" Beatrice asked as she deflected blows from her future self.

"To ensure your survival, and by extension mine." The future Beatrice said.

"Well aside from eating some time machine parts and getting sick. I'm fine, so, please. Turn around, and don't come back unless you have some help to offer me." Beatrice said.

"I see... your logic is sound. I am sorry, but my memories. They are... they are fractured and disorganized. My main desire for returning to this time is to rediscover what I have forgotten or miss-remembered." The future Beatrice said as she turned her arms back to normal hands.

"What... that's it? You came back in time... to remember?" Beatrice said in confusion.

"Yes. While my intention was not to fight you, I was trying to protect you from the Errant Traveler." The future Beatrice said.

"No... No, he helped me, helped me from... well the side-effects of keeping people from screwing around with the time-stream as bad as Aunt Candace did." Beatrice said.

"He does provide help." The future Beatrice said. "But make no mistake... he is as dangerous as he is generally eccentric and silly. He will lead you to dangerous places-"

"Yeah, I've already been to such places. Or do you also not remember some of... our, inter-temporal adventures with him? Like that one time, we took our friends to that dimensionally transcendental zoo on T'har III? The worse thing that happened was Mathew getting into the Penguin habitat, the guy was lucky not to freeze." Beatrice asked.

"... We shall meet again." Future Beatrice said as she disappeared in a temporal rift.

"Beatrice... why are you okay, and what has been going on?" Isabella asked in concern.

"A future me came by, punched the Errant Traveler into a wall. Then went on about she was trying to protect me. Then we had a sword fight blinking in and out of linear time. Then I told her that the Traveler cured me of the... time travel parts snack. Then she left... it was honestly a whole thing." Beatrice explained.

"I don't think I got a chance to see her," Isabella said.

"Well, you might get another chance. Apparently, because of the Errant Traveler healing my illness, I now not only have limited time travel. Well more like time STOPPING. But she could travel back in time at will and was convinced that the Errant Traveler was bad. She never actually said what specifically... the point is. Apparently, I'll be meeting her again, and tell the Errant Traveler about my sickness so that he can cure me." Beatrice said.

"That... sounds really confusing," Isabella said.

"Welcome to my world mom. Now if you'll excuse me, I've been sick for most of the day, AND just ended a sword fight with myself. So I'm going to grab a bite." Beatrice said as she waltzed towards the kitchen to fix herself some lunch.

Chapter 13: Of Elves and Pool Parties

It started as a fairly normal morning at the Flynn household. Beatrice was humming to herself as she brushed her hair while wearing a towel, as she had recently come out of the shower. “I’m going to a BBQ. There’ll be a pool for me to dip into.” Beatrice said in sing-song.

“And Daniel will be there.” Beatrice’s sister, Bethany said teasingly.

“Yes, he’s the host, and it’s at his house... what are you getting at?” Beatrice said to her human sister.

“You got a crush on-”

“I should never have told you about the weird dreams I had when I was younger. I’m not even entirely sure if he is somehow, crush material. Now listen kid, either you stop making fun of me for having actual friends. Or a certain video gets uploading to the internet... you know the one I’m talking about.” Beatrice said as she displayed a video on the palm of her hand. Showing Bethany kissing a young boy that appeared almost identical to Ferb, Bethany’s cheeks turned a bright red. “You remember THAT memorable family reunion right, Beth? You got hyped up on sugar and you gave Cousin Llewellyn a kiss... and it wasn’t just a simple peck, oh no. You went whole-”

“Please! I can’t stand the embarrassment!” Bethany pleaded.

“Then please sis... DON’T try to make fun of me for having friends. You’re bad at it, and I really... REALLY. Want to get to this barbeque. It’s the first time I’ve ever really had a chance to hang out with my old friends from the YSI. And nothing, and I do mean NOTHING, is going to stop me from hanging out with my friends.” Beatrice said adamantly as she stood up from her vanity.

“Then why are you brushing your hair? If Danial has a pool, isn’t it going to get wet anyway?” Bethany asked.

“It’s as much about presentation as it is about having a good time... or maybe that’s less important than the time. Either way, I’m going to knock’em dead!” Beatrice said as she removed her towel, showing off her swimsuit.

“ you can swim right?” Bethany asked.

“Yes! And I don’t rust! How many times have I explained this to you?” Beatrice said in annoyance.


Beatrice was walking down the sidewalk to Daniels house. Whistling happily as she carried a towel and a duffel bag filled with snacks inside, clad only in sandals and a swimsuit the same color of her hair and eyes, and a pair of white sunglasses. She was looking forward to the party to come... that was when things immediately went downhill.

In the middle of the street, a portal opened and out of it. Two figures flew out, knocking over Beatrice. “You have twenty seconds to explain yourselves,” Beatrice said in annoyance as the two figures fought each other. She got a better look at the two of them. One was a woman with fair skin, silver armor that concealed her entire body from bellow the neck, some sort of metal mask on three-quarters of her face, a single left blue eye, long pointed ears, and long blonde hair, for some reason the right half of her head looked to either be shaved or burnt off, with the right ear looking torn up as well.

The other being also had long ears, but his arms were so thin that they appeared to just be skin over bones and nothing else. His outfit seemed to be a mismatch of whicker weaves, furs and robes, and for some reason, there were black obsidian-like rocks jutting out of his head.

“Finally... after so many years. I’ve caught up to you Cor’up!” The female being said, her voice sounding distorted and mechanical. As she and Cor’up fought over some strange magical orb.

“Look Ha’deer, I’m certain that after these long decades you would want to just want to kill me. But we’ve been through so much... I almost feel like fam-”

“BE SILENT WHELP!” Ha’deer shouted as she head-butted Cor’up, causing him to fall over and let go of the orb. “Finally... it’s taken me eighty years. But I have finally recovered the Eye of Ma’gus. And finally... I will- what the?!” Ha’deer said as the orb literally slipped out of her hands. It then rolled over to Beatrice, who put her foot over it.

“Do either of you know what this is?” Beatrice said, her voice booming as her face was downcast, and emptied out the contents of her duffel bag. Which was a mess of chips, cookies, and even a platter of brownies all squished together into an unholy mess, that was also covered in lint.

“Treats...? That... that’s what those were?” Cor’up asked.

“It was... my mother and I slaved all day yesterday, to make these snacks for my friends... and in less than a minute. You turned over twelve hours of labor into an inedible mess.” Beatrice’s face then shot up, her eyes burning red with anger. “So you’re going to give me a VERY, good reason. Not to destroy this bauble.” Beatrice said as she picked up the Eye of Ma’gus.

“NO! If you destroy the Eye of Ma’gus, it’ll kill not only us but anyone else who isn’t a native to this dimension!” Cor’up pleaded.

Beatrice remembered Sir Meanqy jia Leeash, an alien creature that, if she remembered correctly. Was from another dimension, so in all likely hood destroying the Eye of Ma’gus would kill him. “Fair enough... now just explain to me why I should let either of you walk away?” Beatrice said.

“Listen... that... THING, killed my family, and destroyed my kingdom. I’ve been chasing him for nearly a century, through the various Dimensional plains with the sole desire of avenging my people. But what of you... who are you to dictate terms to Princess Ha’deer?” Ha’deer said.

“Hmm... I’m just a simple robot who wants to make her own way in the world. And right now, I’m being distracted by Elves... now buzz off. You're bothering us!” Beatrice said as she spawned a missile launcher, using it to blow away Cor’up. “Now... would you want to come with?” Beatrice asked.

“...very well. Even if Cor’up is not dead... I might as well actually enjoy a dimension I’m in. This might even be fun...” Ha’deer said.

“Good, let’s walk and talk. Also, you’re not getting this thing back until I can trust that you WON’T do something stupid with it.” Beatrice said as the two made their way to Daniel’s house.


“Bea! You’re right on time... and who’s the Elven cosplayer?” Daniel asked as Jenny was grilling, and wearing an apron that said, ‘Kiss me, I’m an Irish Cook’. Dave and Felicia were lying on lawn chairs.

“This is Ha’deer, a magical princess from another dimension... and she trashed the snacks mom and I made,” Beatrice said.

“I thought I had made this clear. It was Cor’up’s fault that I was even dimension-hopping in the first place. Blame him for your ruined sweets if nothing else.” Ha’deer said defensively.

“Darn it... I mean I brought snacks as well. But I really like your moms baking.” Dave said in disappointment.

“You brought nearly one for one everything Bea promised to bring.” Jenny pointed out.

“That’s not the point and you know it!” Dave said.

“And I was so looking forward to trying some of Mrs. Flyn’s cooking... it’s SOOO much better than my mom’s.” Felicia said.

“Just give me a moment lads and lassies. My dogs and burgers’ll blow you lot out of the water. Speakn’ of which, you mind removin’ that mask lass?” Jenny said to Ha’deer.

“I... I cannot. Underneath this mask hides the disfiguring scars that have befallen my face. I can, however. Still, eat... if you would not object to my company of course.” Ha’deer said shyly.

“My fair lady, you need not show us your scars if you do not desire to... after all. You are not the only one here baring scars behind a mask.” Sir Meanqy said.

Meanwhile, out in the desert, the Vow of Vengeance had finally freed itself from being stuck in the sands. “Finally... it’s taken us months. But we have finally gotten this old girl back into the skies.” Uraaka said on the bridge to the leader of the Vigilant of Ic'thao, Ormphala Ty’raka.

“Propulsion systems are back online, and the ship has been cleaned of sand and other desert detritus,” Sool-Aaris explained telepathically.

“That’s literally what Uraaka said Sool-Aaris, don’t be rude. But more importantly, we now have the ability to leave this wretched desert, and acquire the resources we need to further repair the ship, and replace what was lost when those teenage Humans downed the Vow of Vengeance.” Ty’raka said.

“Sir, there’s an unidentified flying object on our scanners,” Sool-Aaris said.

“In what way is it unidentified?” Ty’raka asked.

“It’s organic... but the sensors don’t recognize WHAT it could be,” Sool-Aaris said, and then Cor’up landed on the glass of the bridges view-window.

“So... your probably wondering who I am, and why I’m here.” Cor’up said as he slid down the glass.

“Well... I certainly didn’t expect THAT. Bring him in... I want to know if he can be of use to the Vigilant.” Ty’raka said, eventually Cor’up was brought inside. “So let me get this straight... you’re a Necromancer, from another dimension? And you’ve been chased through those dimensions by a princess from YOUR dimension for nearly a century. Keeping at least one step ahead of her until recently.” Ty’raka said.

“Yes... that’s literally what I just told you.” Cor’up said. “And I might have escaped with the Eye of Ma’gus if that benighted automaton hadn’t blown me away... blasted contraption was mad because of destroyed snacks.” Cor’up said bitterly. This caused Ty’raka’s ears to perk... or at least catch his attention as Yoral’s don’t have conventional ears.

“...did this automaton happen to have blue hair, silver skin, and had the form of an adolescent human?” Ty’raka asked.

“You’ve had run-ins with it before?” Cor’up asked.

“Yes... the first time had us thrown forward in time by ten years. The second saw our ship buried in the sands of this desert. Suffice it to say, to toy with that machine, is to flirt with death and disaster.” Ty’raka said.

“That might very well be... what would you have planned?” Cor’up asked.

“We gather resources across this world to further mend the Vow of Vengeance. Then we take to the stars, and gather whatever ally’s we can muster... and then burn the human race to ash, and ensure that their wretched species cannot rise again! Either through some sort of time travel shenanigans or through some foolish if well-meaning scientists!” Ty’raka said.

“I see... and I will provide what help I can to you, and your warriors in this endeavor.” Cor’up said, hiding his disappointment that this reptile creature intended to kill only ONE species, as opposed to life on entire worlds as he had done.

“Thankfully, the stealth systems have also been fixed. So if nothing else, we can perform our raids without the Vow of Vengeance itself put at risk. The humans will be none the wiser that we’re able to do them harm.” Uraak said.

“Excellent, get this ship into low-orbit so that we might plan our next moves properly from their demise.” Ty’raka said as slowly, the ship made its way into Earth’s low orbit. To begin the war of the Vigilant against mankind in earnest.

Chapter 14: Of Parties and Necromancy

It was Halloween Night, and Beatrice and her friends were ready for the holiday, at Jennifer Amberwall’s Mansion, Amberwall Mansion. Jennifer was standing outside, along with her two cronies Georgia and Tracy. Jennifer’s costume was of Queen Amidala from Star Wars: Episode I: The Phantom Menace. And Georgia and Tracy’s were of the Queen’s handmaidens.

“What is taking them so long?” Jennifer said impatiently as she glanced at her watch.

“To be fair Jen, they’ve never been here before,” Georgie said.

“Agreed, even with the address you gave them," Traci said. "It’ll still be a while before-”

“This is ridiculous! Who couldn’t just look up the directions on a map app?” Jennifer grumbled impatiently, clearly not listening to her two friends. Eventually, they did finally arrive.

Beatrice flew down from the sky in a flowing blue dress, as the Blue Fairy from Pinocchio, all the while humming a tune loudly.

A van arrived and dropped off Daniel Pakaru, who was President Theodore Roosevelt.

Followed by Jessie Bryne as a barbarian warrior, complete with an ax, and her hair tied into a braid coming out of the van.

“Finally, you’re late!” Jennifer said irritably.

“Or, ‘hey guys! I’m so happy to see you’.” Mathew said as he also left the van.

“Yeah, I mean we’re only late by a minute. That’s hardly a good reason to- wait.” Beatrice said, she then proceeded to scan Mathew. Far more thoroughly than would be reasonable for something a simple glance would indicate. “You’re not wearing a costume,” Beatrice said in disappointment.

“Yeah, I mainly came for the food. I’ve never really cared much for Halloween in general actually.” Mathew said.

“Just take one of these,” Jennifer said as she gave Mathew a masquerade mask. “Speaking of which, where are-” She was interrupted by a portal opening up. Out of this portal emerged Beatrice’s old friends from the YSL.

Duncan was in his Gargoyle form.

Sir Meanqy jia Leeash was effectively naked, wearing no actual clothes except for a long skirt that covered his legs.

Felicia Uinta’s costume was Queen Elsa.

While the Elven warrior Ha’deer did not have a costume. Just the same armor and mask that she came to this dimension in.

“Sorry we’re late, it took longer then I thought to use my mom's portal generator. Long story there.” Duncan said.

“And what am I supposed to be again anyway?” Sir Meanqy asked.

“Something that won’t arouse suspicion... I don’t remember. I just gave you that skirt so that people wouldn’t ask questions.” Duncan explained.

“I have been told there would be sweets at this gathering. Take me to them, for I hunger and care little what it might be.” Ha’deer said curtly.

“Well... okay then. Come inside, everyone else is already here. Well before-”

“You’re going to harp on this all night aren’t you?” Beatrice interrupted as Jennifer’s butler opened the door.

“Huh... I’ll try not to.” Jennifer said.

“Well, are you going to try, or do?” Mathew said.

“Oh don’t you start,” Jennifer said as she and the eight of them entered the mansion.

Unbeknownst to any of them, however, Cor’up, Princess Ha’deer’s arch-nemesis was observing everything from a bush. “I’m here, but are you certain that I should not wear a proper disguise?” He said into his communications device.

“Nonsense, around this holiday the Humans don costumes. And to be perfectly honest, you look how most of such garbs resemble anyway. Moreover, this was your idea to break into the Amberwall Estate.” Ty’raka said.

“Fair enough, but Ha’deer is inside. She’d recognize me in an instant. And my designs would be-”

“Enough! Not even Uraaka whines this much! Just get what you promised me, and do not speak to me again until you have acquired what you seek.” Ty’raka said irritably.

“Very well... Cor’up, out.” Cor’up said as he turned off the communicator. “What a grouch. Still, if I can find a passageway to beneath the mansion. I won’t have to worry about unwanted attention.” He said to himself as he searched across the wall for a way inside.

Inside the party was in full swing. Everyone was eating and dancing.

Jennifer was overlooking the party, making sure that everyone was behaving themselves. “Just keep yourselves clear of anything decorative. And you won’t be thrown out.” Jennifer said to someone who was dancing near an antique vase. “And Dave, leave enough for everyone else!” She said to Dave, who was stuffing himself with food.

“VIVA LA HONEY GLAZED HAM!” Dave proclaimed as he took up an entire plate covered in sliced ham.

“Georgia, if you will?” Jennifer said Georgia went after Dave to get back the excess ham.

“Jennifer... we have a problem,” Tracy said as she looked at her smartphone.

“Is it something that can just be plastered over?” Jennifer said.

“You tell me,” Tracy said as she showed the smartphone. On it was a live video of Cor’up sneaking through the Amberwall family crypt.

“Cor’up... that dreg still lives!” Ha’deer said, looking over Jenifer’s shoulder. Along with Beatrice.

“GAH, how did you move without making a noise?!” Jennifer said in surprise.

“I have my ways... though if Cor’up is down there. It can’t mean anything good.” Beatrice said.

“It won’t. No doubt, he means to use his magic to desecrate the dead within.” Ha’deer said grimly.

“Then it’s obvious what has to be done,” Jennifer said as she threw off the Queen Amidala dress, to show that she was wearing the Padme Arena outfit underneath. “We go into the family crypt, and keep this Cor’up from doing anything with my ancestor’s remains.” She said as she transformed her right arm, the robotic replacement that Beatrice gave her into a sword.

“Should we get the-”

“No... No, this is my home. I’m not going to ask guests to possibly put their lives on the line. Now follow me.” Jennifer said.

Eventually, the three girls arrived in the crypt. “So... how long has this been here?” Beatrice asked as Ha’deer magically conjured a light.

“These crypts have been in the family for roughly two-hundred years. They were originally a graveyard by itself in the backyard. But... in a decision, I can already sense you’re going to question. The entire plot was dug up, and the remains were moved into the sub-basement, and in turn, was made into a new crypt.” Jennifer explained.

“I presume that the bodies number in the dozens at most.” Ha’deer said.

“More like... at least a thousand or so. The Amberwall-”

“Okay I’m sorry to interrupt but... HOW?! How are there a thousand dead bodies down here?! Why would they be all in one place?! And how are there that many Amberwall’s in the first place?! I get that it’s at least... what? Four, maybe five generations, but how are there so many down here?!” Beatrice ranted.

“The Amberwall’s were a large family when we first immigrated to America. And while the rest of the family lives elsewhere both in the US and in Europe, this is where all Amberwall’s have been buried since the 1950s.” Jennifer explained.

“Let’s just find Cor’up and get out of here... this whole thing is illogical beyond my ability to stand,” Beatrice said in agitation.

“With luck, that’s the worse of what will happen down here.” Ha’deer said, eventually they found Cor’up. “No... I am... I am beyond sorry for this. I have beheld such atrocities from Cor’up before... and I am beyond sorry, not only that your forebearers and kin have been disturbed from there rest.” Ha’deer said in disgust.

As Cor’up, was performing an elaborate and complicated musical number with the skeletons and corpses of past Amberwall’s.

“He dies now,” Jennifer said in contempt as she transformed her cybernetic arm into a sniper rifle. “Bea, I need you on point for this.” She said as she looked down the rifle's scope.

“Roger that,” Beatrice said as she donned her goggles and scanned the surroundings. “Alright... the conditions are perfect for a clean shot-”

“COR’UP!” Ha’deer shouted as she charged towards Cor’up with her sword drawn.

“And we didn’t even set up the ‘Leeroy Jenkins’ meme... what are the odds? Oh right, I know them anyway.” Beatrice said sardonically.

“DANG IT HA’DEER!” Jennifer shouted.

“-And there’s my cue to run.” Cor’up said in a sing-song tone as he and all of the undead vanished into a magical vortex. Back onboard the Vow of Vengeance. “Orphala Ty’raka! I have delivered what I have promised!” Cor’up proclaimed... not even realizing there weren’t even Yoral’s in the room he arrived in.

“I’ll let him know that your back... and what you’ve brought.” A spinach-like alien said.

Eventually, Ty’raka met with Cor’up. “Yes... you have done well. You have brought the genetic material that you promised.” Ty’raka said as she looked over the undead humans. “I’ve always found there remains to be much more pleasing than the living thing.”

“Yes... though I am compelled to ask by curiosity. What do you intend for them? Surely you know nothing of the art of necromancy.” Cor’up said.

“Of course not, and don’t call me Shirley. The Vigilant need an expendable workforce and army... and Humans clones would be magnificently practical!” Ty’raka said with glee.

“But you already have at least thirty or more races onboard this ship as it is.” Cor’up pointed out.

“And I will not defile their genes by cloning them! Make no mistake, cloning is anathema to my people and the Fellowship as a whole. But if it means that we can get a fighting chance on this world, outnumbered as we are especially with Humans being the stock to use at hand. Then it MUST be used!” Ty’raka said.

“I see... then I shall allow your men to perform their grizzly work." Cor'up said. "But... if I were to lead any of these clones into-”

“Yes, you may use your magic to resurrect any slain clones.” Ty’raka said.

Meanwhile back at Jennifer’s party. Jennifer was sitting by herself looking downcast. Then Dave sat down with her. “So... Bea told me that an elven necromancer made off with your families dead,” Dave said sympathetically.

“How am I going to explain to mom and dad when they get home...?” Jennifer said.

“Hey, listen. Don’t beat yourself over this. It wasn’t your fault. If anything, it’s Ha’deer’s fault for scaring that Cor’up guy off.” Dave said.

“Perhaps... but I’m far too upset about the whole thing to even be angry at her,” Jennifer said.

“Just... look come here,” Dave said as he stood up and stretched out his arms. “You need a hug, and I didn’t think to bring my penguin costume.”

Jennifer said nothing as she and Dave hugged.

“Ms. Amberwall.” Ha’deer said as she approached the two. “I... I am beyond sorry for my error. I was blinded by my desire to avenge my people... that I disregarded your superior position to kill him. My folly cost us both dearly... and I desire to make amends for my foolishness.” Ha’deer said earnestly.

Jennifer just sighed. “Just... just help me clean up when the party is over.”

“By my honor, I will aid in this.” Ha’deer said.

Beatrice, Felicia, Sir Meanqy, Duncan, Jessie, and Daniel saw this happen overhead. “Well... would not have expected that to happen,” Jessie said.

“Dave is a sweetheart deep down, and Jennifer despite her snappish behavior at times is ultimately a good person,” Felicia said.

“Either way, you all owe me ten bucks each. I got Dave to do more than just eat, and Jennifer to be openly nice to him.” Beatrice said as she held out her hand. Grudgingly they gave her the money, except for Felicia. “Though I would not have called that a necromancer would be involved.” She said as she counted the money, and gave half to Felicia.

“Indeed... though it brings a terrible question to mind. Where did he teleport himself and the Amberwall dead too? Surely even so many dead bodies could not be enough for him to make a genuine threat to Earth’s security.” Sir Meanqy said.

“Hmm... could he be working with that Ty’raka cretin?” Duncan said.

“Perhaps, but what would they want with corpses?” Daniel asked.

“I’ve already calculated a few possibilities... and none of them are good. Still, the party’s still in swing. Jenny isn’t letting this get to her. So I say we get back in!” Beatrice said as she vaulted over the bannister, landed gracefully and started dancing.

“Well, we’re only young once. Jessie, help me downstairs.” Daniel said as Felicia, Duncan, and Sir Meanqy followed Beatrice’s lead.

“You got it Danny boy!” Jessie said as she moved Daniel’s wheelchair carefully down the stairs, and they joined in the dancing.

Chapter 15: Sisters at the Mall

It was a perfectly normal Saturday for Beatrice Flynn... she was miserable at the Googleplex Mall, babysitting her Human sister Bethany. “Please don’t let anyone see me here,” Beatrice muttered to herself as Bethany played on an indoor playground.

“Hey, Bea!” Said Jennifer Amberwall, as she ran up and hugged the robotic teenager.

“Jennifer... what are you doing here?” Beatrice asked as she returned the hug.

“Just doing some clothing shopping, want to come along?” Jennifer asked.

“I’d love to... except I already have something to do,” Beatrice said, pointing to Bethany swimming around in a ball pit. “Believe me, even if you only wanted me to be a glorified mannequin. Then watch my sister run mess around... AGAIN.”

“Isn’t she a bit old to be in a ball pit anyway?” Jennifer asked.

“Yes, yes she is,” Beatrice answered with her father’s catchphrase. “But every Saturday for the last five years. I’ve had to take Bethany to this same ball pit... for THREE, HOURS.” Beatrice bemoaned.

“That sounds... incredibly boring,” Jennifer said sympathetically. “Still, I’d kill for siblings.”

“And the worst part is, there’s a perfectly good park that we could go to,” Beatrice complained, then a thunderbolt went off.

“I think you're forgetting what the weather is looking like.” Jennifer pointed out.

“Well, it wasn’t raining when we left home! I just... I love my sister, even if she’s properly Human and I’m not. I just want to do more on Saturdays then watch her play in the same ball pit over and over! I mean between this and my Saturday chores, and my time as the Silver Automaton, I pretty much have no ME time for today.” Beatrice complained.

“Wait...” Jennifer said as the ball pit inexplicably drained. “What are ‘chores’?” She asked, unfamiliar with the word.

“It’s where you do a task around the household. Mainly clean things.” Beatrice explained in bemusement.

“And... do you get some kind of payment?” Jennifer asked, still baffled by the concept of ‘chores’.

“Well, now that you mention it I should renegotiate my allowance. It’s gone unchanged since I was two-“ Beatrice then noticed that the ball pit was completely drained of plastic balls... and one Bethany. “BETHANY!” She wailed as she dove down the hole. And found a seven-foot-tall alien making off with Bethany. “BIG MISTAKE ALIEN!” Beatrice roared as she entered her combat mode.

The chase was on, the alien sprinted with Bethany struggling to get from its grip. While Beatrice pursued it with animalistic tendencies, the alien threw booby traps. But all these really did was slow Beatrice down.

Eventually, this chase led to the mall roof. “Cricket, call my armor!” Beatrice commanded, and she was quickly donned into her Silver Centurion armor. “I will only make this offer. Once! Give the girl to me, and I will consider letting you walk away.”

“No can do,” the alien said with a distorted mechanical voice. “I’ve taken a contract, and that requires that I deliver you to my employer. And armor or no, I’m taking you in.” The alien said as he tossed Bethany aside.

“Then you have opted for death!” Beatrice bellowed as she fired a shot at the alien’s throat. Aiming to kill it quickly... it didn’t work.


“What?... you seriously sound like Gilbert Gottfried?” Beatrice said in bewilderment.

“I don’t know who that is... but I doubt it’s any good!” The alien bounty hunter said as it charged at Beatrice with its gauntlet claws extended. The fight was intense as the storm around them raged, thunder and lightning going off as they traded blows.

Eventually, the bounty hunter attached an antenna to her back. “What do you hope to accomplish with this?” Beatrice asked.

“See, here’s the thing. My employer let me know that you’re part human, part machine, and part lavender... not sure how that works. But I know enough to know that this will hurt!” The bounty hunter boasted as a thunderbolt struck the antennae, shorting out Beatrice’s Silver Centurion armor.

Then Bethany drove another antenna into the alien’s thigh. The alien roared like some manner of dragon. Then Jennifer, who had just now caught up with Beatrice fired a shot from her robotic arm.

“Step away from the robot superhero and the little girl with the weird triangle head!” Jennifer said.

“Hey!” Bethany said indignantly.

“That’s our fathers head!” Beatrice said, her armor no longer disguising her voice.

“Just go! Scram and never bother anyone ever again.” Jennifer said.

“This ain’t over Humans.” The bounty hunter said as he disappeared in a ball of light.

“Bethany... Bethany are you alright?” Beatrice said in concern as she removed her helmet and looked over her sister.

“I’m fine Bea, I just feel a little- ACHOO!” Bethany sneezed.

“Oh, you’ve got a cold. We’re going home right now! Thanks for the assistance, Jennifer!” Beatrice said as she rocketed to home.

Meanwhile onboard the Vow of Vengeance, the alien bounty hunter had just teleported to the ship. “Pre-Dour... do you mind explaining why you have returned empty-handed?” Ty’raka asked of the seven-foot-tall humanoid.

“So... you’re going to laugh,” Pre-Dour said, Ty’raka then grabbed the large muscular alien down to his eye level.

“Oh, I better laugh... because if you don’t.” Ty’raka said as Pre-Dour chocked in Ty’rakas grip. “Because if I don’t. Then I’m certain you can imagine what I will do to you.”

Meanwhile, at the Flynn house, Beatrice had finished drying off her sister and put her to bed. “But Bea I’m-ACHOO!”

“Not another word Achoo,” Beatrice said sternly to her sister Bethany. “You need rest, and you’re in no shape to go anywhere until this cold passes.” She said as she scanned Bethany. “You’ve got a high fever; I’ll get some soup on for you. DON’T. Leave your bed, got it?”

Beatrice then made her way to the kitchen, just in time for her parents to return. “What happened at the mall?” Phineas asked in concern.

“Alien bounty hunter kidnapped Bethany to get to me. We fought on the roof in my Silver Centurion armor. I got electrocuted, then Bethany stabbed him in the leg, also Jennifer was there.” Beatrice said as she readied to make soup.

“Why do you sound so... nonplused by all that happening?” Isabella asked.

“Well, the alien said something weird... something that’s been on the back of my mind since he brought it up.” Beatrice inhaled sharply. “Dad... why am I part lavender?”

“Oh, it’s not just lavender. I spliced all kinds of herbs and spices into your nanobot makeup.” Phineas said.

“Phineas, you know how she feels about your geeking out,” Isabella warned.

“Oh yeah I not only spliced in lavender, but I put in nutmeg, garlic, rosemary, roses, onion, oregano, basil-”

“Wait...” Beatrice said, cutting off her father. “You mean to tell me, that in addition to be in a robot. I’m basically a living SPICE RACK AND HERBALIST SHOP!?... AND MAYBE A FLOWSHOP AND FOREST?!”

“Now there’s a reason for that!” Phineas said.

“No wonder I smell weird whenever I sweat!... is that why the first letter of my name means ‘botany’? Ten years and you’ve never thought to just TELL me that!” Beatrice said in anger.

“Beatrice I know your upset, heck you didn’t tell me that either Phineas,” Isabella said to Phineas.

“Uh... don’t you have a soup to make?” Phineas said trying to defuse the conversation.

“This conversation is far from over,” Beatrice said sternly as she went back to making the soup. “Also, I absolutely refuse to refer to our spice rack as family.” She said as she applied garlic powder to the soup.

“W-We weren’t thinking that,” Phineas said, repressing a laugh.

“Oh I know you better than that... also I took one of your dad jokes and used it with Bethany,” Beatrice said with a smirk.

Phineas then fell to his knees. “NOOOOOOOOO!”

“Beatrice! You know your dad loves making dad jokes!” Isabelle said as she tried to console her husband.

“Exactly...” Beatrice said as she used her combat mode voice. “Also, I want to renegotiate my allowance. I’m not nearly paid enough for all this, AND I don’t want to spend what feels like that majority of my Saturday’s watching Bethany play in a ball pit. When I have to clean the bathroom, and dust and- I cannot complain about these things and work at the same time.”

Chapter 16: Murphy's Law

Beatrice and her friends, both old and new... were heavily injured, as they had a run-in with Milo Murphy, and not expecting anything to go wrong. Were caught in the crossfire of Murphy's Law, a strange almost supernatural force of sheer bad luck, that surrounds men of the Murphy family like a tsunami.

During the chaos when she and her friends met Milo Murphy, for no explainable reason, at the height of the pandemonium they found themselves swept up in. A wormhole had sucked up the entire party and had deposited them on another planet.

Specifically, the planet Octallia, on the other side of the universe was where Beatrice and her friends found themselves. "Well... this is a fine mess we've found ourselves in." Jennifer Amberwall noted. "At least the atmosphere seems to be breathable."

"We need to find some way to get back to Earth!" Beatrice said in a panic.

"Agreed," Ha'deer said, looking upon the alien sky, and hearing the sound of alien birds on the wind. "As pleasurable is it might be to linger on this world. There is no telling what chaos might happen there... I know not the full danger of this 'Murphy's Law'. But I for one dare not chance what could happen in our absence."

"Murphy's Law... I had heard stories." Jessie said in disbelief. "Never would have thought a whole family was cursed to be jinx's like THAT."

"That's not even what it should be!" Beatrice said in disbelief. "It should mean, that even with careful and meticulous planning, things can still go wrong! NOT RANDOM CHAOS!"

"I'm just happy that I thought to wear my Yoral power armor... and that it didn't just fall apart while we were with Murphy," Daniel said.


Eventually, the party arrived at a city... and the native Octallians ran screaming away from the unfamiliar and strange-looking aliens. Felicia sniffed her armpits for any unsightly smells.

"We get a ship... the reaction of the locals is irrelevant," Beatrice said.

"My lady Beatrice." Sir Meanqy jia Leeash said. "Surely it would be worth it to make POLITE inquires of the locals?" He said. "A little decorum would probably go a long way, that is all I suggest."

"Meanqy," Beatrice began. "I-"

"SIR, Meanqy." Sir Meanqy corrected.

"Whatever, I'm just really frustrated. That a fairly normal day has seen us deposited on an alien planet who knows how far away from Earth." Beatrice said, sounding anxious and tired. "So I'm more than a little on edge. Let's just get a ship, figure out how to get to Earth, and go home!"

Beatrice and her friends spread out throughout the city, looking for some way to get off of Octallia. Eventually, Beatrice and Mathew found a garage where a pair of Octallian women were working on a hovercar. One was pink while the other was purple. "Excuse me," Beatrice said, trying to get there attention. "We're stranded here, and we need a ship to get back home."

"Earthlings?" The older Octallion women said, noticing the two. "I was under the impression that Humans still haven't figured out the FTL Drive."

"We haven't," Mathew said.

"We and some of our friends got sucked up in a freak wormhole. " Beatrice explained.

"Ah, you must have met Milo." The Octallian women said.

The Earth-born teenagers were taken aback. "You... KNOW Milo?! As in Milo Murphy?!" Beatrice said in disbelief.

"Of course we do, he saved our world from the Sphere of Calamity almost twenty years ago." The Octallian women said. "Unfortunately, for whatever reason since then. Wormholes have been depositing off worlders at random, sometimes just one person, but lately more and more groups have been showing up. So how many did you come with?" The pink alien asked.

"About... ten other people I'd say," Mathew said.


"Oh no... Krakens!" Beatrice and the pink Octalian said in unison. "Wait, you know these guys?" They said.

"We can play twenty questions when we're safe from the space pirates!" Mathew said with justified panic. Eventually, everyone was inside of a cramped bunker with several Octallians. "OKAY! I THINK I WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER OFF OUTSIDE!"

"Orgaluth," The pink Octallion said to her daughter, the purple Octallion. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine mom," Orgaluth reassured.

"How do you know about the Kraken anyway?" The pink Octallion asked.

"I've... run into Battlefleet Kraken before. That's all I'm going to say." Beatrice said, with a terrified look on her face. "But why are they here?"

Orgaluth and her mother shared a look. "You remember how I said Milo Murphy saved our world from the Sphere of Calamity? Well... it wasn't quite as straightforward as it sounds." The pink Octalion said. "See, my daughter's genes attract negative probability ions, and we Octalians can shapeshift, absorbing part of a person or objects molecular structure. So Milo put forth the idea that we... all Octalians take a little bit of Orgaluth's DNA, spreading out the negative probability ions and dissipating the Sphere of Calamity altogether."

"Okay... but what does that have to do with these Kraken guys?" Mathew asked.

"Well eventually, some Octailions were fed up with living with Orgaluth's Law. That's our equivalent with Murphy's Law incidentally. And tried to cut out the NPI's altogether." Orgaluth's mother explained. "It worked... but their experiments left them horribly mutated and violent. We exiled them, but a few years ago they returned to Octallia, and bombed our cities... apparently, it was some kind of weapons test."

"That's... that's barbaric!" Beatrice said. "I mean I can see them bombing an inhabited planet just to test there guns! But there own HOMEWORLD!?"

"And now we're stuck in here until the stop bombarding the planet... and leave us to try to rebuild our lives... AGAIN." Orgaluth said.

"No... NO..." Beatrice said in anger. "I will not allow these tentacle-faced freaks despoil an innocent world like this!" She said.

"Okay, not an inherently bad idea!" Mathew said. "But we're on an alien planet who knows how far away from home. Most of our gear is home, and with these alien pirates, it could take even longer to get home then we first thought! Bottom line," He ranted. "We are in no position to help these people!"

Then just as Beatrice was about to agree, a portal opened in the bunker. "Beatrice!" Her father Phineas said as he ran through the portal. "It's so good to see you!" He said as he hugged his gynoid daughter.

Beatrice looked bewildered. "But how did you-"

"We repurposed our portal to Mars to find you," Phineas said as he gestured to his friends and family.

"Well, that might actually be good," Beatrice said. "Long story, but Battlefleet Kraken is here, and they've been bombing this world for years since... my adventures." She said. "We need every weapon and resource we can get through that portal!"

"Can't we just go through it and live there?" An Octalian said, he was ignored as everyone got to work, bringing in Beatrice and her friend's equipment through, and Phineas and Ferb and everyone else got to work building war machines to drive off the Krakens.

Eventually, several large robots marched out of the bunker, surprising a Kraken squad that had landed on the planet.

"Attention: Kraken dregs!" Beatrice said, now wearing her Silver Automaton armor. "I have returned to bring humiliation and destruction upon you!" The Battle of Octalia began, as the Octalian's, emboldened by there new weapons, with the help of there Earthling allies, sought to drive off there fallen kindred.

During the fight, Beatrice flew up to the flagship of Battlefleet Kraken. There she saw him... an immense Kraken, tall and his tentacle beard obscuring his eagle-like beak, was Tentpest... personal bodyguard to Admiral Beakis, the three-foot-tall leader of Battlefleet Kraken.

"Silver Automaton!" Admiral Beakis squawked. "You dare come to our homeworld?!"

"I dare all evils!" She said bombastically as Beatrice armed herself. "Even your madness, to protect the innocent! Now follow your tank's example and be silent and fight!" The fight between her and Tentpest was intense, as the massive Kraken had a hammer at least as tall as he was. Not only that, but Admiral Beakis manned an advanced turret on his back. But eventually, Beatrice got the upper hand and knocked Tentpest out cold.

"No! No! NO!" Admiral Beakis wailed. "GET UP YOU STUPID PILE OF BONES AND MUSCLE!"

"Just like old times eh Beakis?" Beatrice said, then she picked Admiral Beakis by the throat. "Now I'm going to cut you a deal. You're to leave the Octalians alone, and if you don't... well I get to squeeze you." She said as she choked Admiral Beakis. "And squeeze until I can make you into a fine Tako."

"Alright! ALRIGHT! I WILL RECALL THE FLEET!" Admiral Beakis screamed.

"Good... and I'll take my leave," Beatrice said as she dropped the mutated alien to the floor.

"You may have won here..." Admiral Beakis said spitefully. "But your little friends from our last fight are still gone... and nothing you will ever do will bring them back."

Beatrice seethed with anger at this remark. "SILENCE MOLLUSK!" She bellowed, tossing Admiral Beakis aside. She then flew down back to the surface of Octallia. There she saw that the Krakens were being round up. "What is the meaning of this?" Beatrice asked.

"Well the Octallians want to try to undo the Krakens mutations," Phineas said.

Beatrice removed her helmet. "Where are the others?" She asked.

"They went through the portal shortly after you left," Phineas said. "Was... was he here?"

"Yes, Admiral Beakis was here..." Beatrice said mournfully. "And he brought up the last time we fought."

Phineas then took his robotic daughter into a hug. "What happened to your team wasn't your fault." He reassured.

"I know," she said. "Let's... let's just get back home," Beatrice said. Then she and her creator went through the portal back to Earth. On the other side were her friends... along with Milo Murphy. "And then there's this guy."

"Nice to see you again too," Milo said cheerfully. "Sorry about the wormhole, even for me that never happens... well rarely." He apologized. "There was this one time when we finally tried to play a board game-"

"Mr. Murphy..." Beatrice said wearily. "In the last few hours. My friends and I were traumatized... and that was BEFORE the wormhole just appeared without warning, and dropped us onto an alien world. Then, shortly after that. The planet we were on, was assaulted by Battlefleet Kraken. Some of the most reviled and bloodthirsty pirates in the universe." She said. "Pirates I had already had to contend with, and barely survived the first I ran into them."

"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that." Milo said. "Usually the worst that happens is that I or someone else is injured, or property damage happens. Nothing like... that."

"I am not blaming you... directly," Beatrice said. "But, I think... that for my safety, I should actively avoid being near you. And your family... in fact." She then donned her goggles. "Cricket, can you calibrate my sensors to pick up on negative probability ions?"

"Affirmative." Cricket, the AI in Beatrice's head said.

"Whose Cricket?" Milo asked looking at Phineas.

"He's an AI who helps Bea from time to time," Phineas said. "Though he has been a bit quiet lately... can't tell if that's good or not."

Beatrice then saw, with her goggles both positive and negative probability ions surrounding her father and Milo respectively. "Both kinds... really should have figured to ask for both. Now let's go home."

"We are at home," Phineas said.

"Oh... Mr. Murphy, can you please get lost before something-" Beatrice was then hit by a chandelier. "... breaks." She said in pain.

Chapter 17: Human and Back Agian.

"Okay... I know I've said this multiple times since you learned about this Beatrice. But this... this is a terrible idea." Phineas said as he and his step-brother stood behind the camera like Molecular Separator. A device they had previously built a little around twenty years ago during the summer. But after an incident where Candace was split, they agreed to destroy the device. Only breaking that agreement when she had inexplicably been combined at the waist with Jeremy... and when both brothers had also been inexplicably combined into one horrifying abomination.

"I heard you the first time," Beatrice said, standing still before the Molecular Separator. "And I'm not passing up this chance to become fully Human! Not when an obvious solution is at hand!"

Phineas and Ferb looked at each other in concern, remembering the chaos they had to deal with the last time. "Don't say we didn't warn you," Ferb said as he activated the Molecular Separator.

In an instant, Beatrice was separated into two individuals. One purely Human, the other purely robot. "Well... it was painless at least," Phineas noted.

The Human Beatrice cautiously looked over herself, her skin was now fair colored but her hair remained blue, her face went to a look of ecstatic joy and she began to scream. "THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!" She shrieked as she hugged both her uncles with joy.

"I'm glad you're happy," Phineas said, as despite this fully Human Beatrice hugging her father and uncle around the neck. Neither of them had any problems breathing, when usually before her hugs could crack Human bones.

"Would it be inappropriate to bring up the elephant in the room?" Ferb said, they then looked at the purely robotic Beatrice. While it looked identical to the Beatrice that everyone had come to know and love. Its face was completely devoid of emotion as it stood completely still.

"Is... is she alive?" Beatrice asked.

"Negative." The robot Beatrice answered. "Life is a biological function. A robot is incapable of such a phenomenon." It said with a distinctly mechanical monotone.

"Well... that's kind of creepy." Beatrice commented. "But no matter, I'm Human! And for the first time, I feel alive!" She said, over the next few days, however, she came to regret this. As before she had excelled in her schoolwork. But now without her free access to the internet that she had before, her grades slowly began to fail. As she couldn't freely access the information as she used to. To make matters worse, she primarily used her robotic abilities to perform household chores, so without the ability to reshape her limbs and endurance she became overwhelmed by her workload.

Then there was the robotic Beatrice that remained from the molecular separation in the first place. It took up Beatrice's superhero duties as the Silver Automaton. It's lack of emotions and its habit of going after petty and non-lethal criminals with guns blazing did not go unnoticed by the public.

"So..." Isabella said one day. "Since you separated from your robotic half. You're not only failing at school, and in your chores. But that same robotic half is ruining your reputation as a superhero." She noted.

"I... I get what your saying mom." Beatrice admitted. "I need to make this right... I need to become a robot again." She said reluctantly, and not without looking forlorn.


At Heinz Doofenshmirtz's home/lab. The elderly Drusselstinien scientist had finished working on the device with Phineas and Ferb. "Behold! My-" Ferb elbowed his father-in-law in the stomach. "Our, new and improved Combininator!"

"But will it work?" Beatrice asked.

"Thanks to the modifications to Heinz's original design, we should be able to combine you with your robotic half, and not accidentally create an abomination," Phineas said, he then used his smartphone to summon the robotic Beatrice.

"This unit has responded to command." The robot Beatrice said when it arrived followed by it discarding the Silver Automaton armor.

"Just stand perfectly still, and do nothing until I say otherwise," Phineas said, the robotic Beatrice obeyed. "How's it looking Ferb?" Ferb just gave a thumbs-up as he stood by the Combininator's controls.

Beatrice then stood next to her robotic self. "I'm ready dad, Uncle Ferb." Then the Combininator fired a beam that merged both Beatrice's back into one entity. Where there was two, there were now one. "Well... that could have gone MUCH better," Beatrice said glumly, her uncle Norm the Robot Man approached him.

"Cheer up Beatrice. At least your father treats you like family. And you have a mother. And your father isn't grossly incompetent." Norm said in his normally chipper tone.

There was then an earthquake. "Oh boy," Beatrice said as she donned the specialized goggles that allowed her greater control of her robotic abilities. "Guys, something landed in the middle of Danville from space." She said as she went and donned the Silver Automaton.

She then blasted off towards the epicenter of the chaos, at the center of the crater that had formed. There was an alien. From Beatrice's scans, it was cybernetic except for its head, which vaguely resembled a cross between a horse and a parasaurolophus.

It roared as it took out a handle, and out of it came a crystalline structure. "GET CLEAR!" Beatrice shouted to the civilians that were looking on, as the alien flew at Beatrice with its cybernetic wings. Swinging the mace-like weapon while wildly braying, and clawing with its raptor-like feet.


Later on, after the cyborg alien was subdued, Beatrice was on the asteroid where the Shooting Star Milkshake Bar that her father and Step-Uncle co-owned was located, and Beatrice was at the bar surrounded by empty glasses. "Hey! Another!" She yelled at the bartender.

"Kid you've already had seven!" The four-eyed alien responded.

"Listen old... you!" Beatrice said as a familiar noise started to whine. "If I want another Amethyst Nebula with whipped cream, peanuts, and hot fudge sauce, then I want another! I don't care how many I've already had in the last hour!" She said, completely ignoring as the Errant Travelers Tacha'noma materialized next to her.

He then fell out, covered in smoke, burn marks and coughing. "Had to pick that decade to go tomb raiding when all my other compatriots were busy." The Errant Traveler said as he pulled himself up, and after using his monkey wrench topped staff as a walking stick. Plopped himself next to Beatrice. "So... how's your week been?"

Beatrice only looked incredulously. Then she proceeded to rant about how the events since the initial molecular separation had gone. And her insecurities that led to this whole ordeal in the first place, and the struggles of living without her robotic abilities, "-THEN! I fought with an alien cyborg!" Beatrice ranted. "So in short. My week could have been going better... much, MUCH better!"

The Errant Traveler was taken aback by her hours of shrieking. "I need to take Amethyst Nebula's off the menu." The bartender said in irritation.

"Look, Beatrice." The Errant Traveler said, rallying himself from the shock. "I know you want to be fully human, with all of the baggage that would entail. But does your being a robot really matter, seeing as how pretty much everyone you know loves you despite you being so different?" He said. "I'm a time-traveling weirdo in a box that's bigger on the inside. And I've made friends of all sorts up and down the timeline, and they loved me... right up until most of them got fed up with my eccentricities, or died or some other time travel chicanery, but my point is. Your friends and family love you."

Beatrice just looked glum. "ET... ever since dad first told me I was a robot and not human, that's all I ever wanted to be, just like mom and dad." She then started crying.

"Kid, I'm sorry. But you're not going find an answer to your problems at the bottom of a glass." The bartender said sympathetically.

"That reminds me," the Errant Traveler said. "First, an egg cream soda. Second, this allows me to show you what I was doing before coming." He said as he pulled out an orb from his satchel. "See, I heard about an ancient temple that had ancient relics of my people hidden away. So I sought to investigate. I spent ten years living off of algae, kelp, and my nails."

"That's gross... eating nail clippings," Beatrice said.

"Yes... just the clippings." The Errant Traveler said, sheepishly looking at the gloves he had gotten after that adventure. "Silly me, I, a time-traveling alien with advanced technology, didn't think to just grow out my toenails and fingernails to eat the clippings instead of eating the nails outright." The Errant Traveler then rallied himself from this embarrassment. "Well anyway, this is the Orb of Eris'iire. This can show those who focus when they look into it. They can see what they desire the most."

"And what... make my mood worse then it already is?" Beatrice asked skeptically.

"That's not my intention." The Errant Traveler said. "You can see, and live your greatest desire. No strings attached... believe me, I tested it myself. I felt better about myself after receiving the vision."

Beatrice calmed herself, and she took the Orb of Eirs'ire. "Well... nothing ventured, nothing gained." She said as she took the orb. And focused, eventually she went into a trance-like state.

"You know what I'd like." The bartender said as he gave the Errant Traveler his egg cream soda. "To own this place full time. This place used to be all mine back in the day, course it was a glorified trash heap, but Phineas and Ferb own the star, and they turned this place around."

"You do realize that this is an asteroid?" The Errant Traveler asked.

"Yes, but from Earth, it looks like a star. I think it was the sign that threw people off." The bartender said.

"How does that even work? Someone on Earth buys a star- interstellar real-estate doesn't work like that! That's a stupid way for property to be bought and sold! Next thing you'll be telling me they sell quasars! Those are giant black holes at are usually at the center of galaxies for crying out loud!" The Errant Traveler said incredulously.

"Hey, I just serve milkshakes." The bartender said. "So... how'd you get Bea to calm down?"

"Oh, she's staring into an orb that's showing her her greatest desire... I thought you already knew that you did comment on it." The Errant Traveler said.

"Ah, one of those... isn't that dangerous?" The bartender asked.

"I tried it myself, it's completely harmless to the body... though I didn't think to check if any significant time passed." The Errant Traveler admitted. "It... it could be minutes, or it could be-" Then Beatrice came to, breathing in shock and surprise. As the Orb landed on the floor and broke.

"That... that felt so real!" Beatrice said ecstatically. "I became Human! I spent the rest of my life as a Human! None of the drawbacks I had from before... I lived a full life, raised a family... and grew old!" She then cried for joy as she hugged the Errant Traveler.

"And you spilled my egg cream." The Errant Traveler said in pain as his egg cream soda spilled. "And I think you're cracking my ribs! Please stop, because I'm running low on Rejuvenations!" Beatrice then stopped hugging and rocketed away back to Earth with a smile on her face, and a new sense of purpose in life and self-worth. "And I lost about a decade getting that, and my fingernails and toenails. Thank you, Beatrice, thank you very much."

Chapter 18: Fratres hominis Machina

"Whoa, boy was this a day," Beatrice said in exhaustion as she walked down the street to her home. "Science... science class got out of hand, and I ended up having to fight mutated lab animals up and down the school." She said to herself. "Cricket... how much auxiliary power do I have left?"

"Roughly five percent reserve." Cricket, her AI companion said.

"So enough that I can fall dead on the Quantum Android Forge... and go into sleep mode," Beatrice said as she arrived at her doorstep, and opened the door. "Thank Machina it's Friday... because I intend to sleep until all the pain in my joints goes away." She said as she walked through the house to the basement... that was when she saw something utterly perplexing.

Her father was working on the QAF, and next to him were two people that she recognized. One was an African American man. The other person was a woman with wavy ginger hair. Then in her underpowered state, Beatrice tripped and fell down the stairs.

"I'm home dad!" Beatrice blurted when she hit the floor. "Why is Zack Underwood and Melissa Chase from Just Getting Started in our basement? Also... please tell me Milo Murphy is nowhere near our house?"

Melissa and Zack looked at each other in concern for the delirious gynoid. "No... not technically. His DNA is here... don't think that should cause too much Murphy's Law." Melissa said.

"Okay... why?" Beatrice asked. "And... and can we hurry this up? I'm basically running on fumes."

Phineas then stopped working to look at his daughter. "Beatrice, what happened?!" Phineas said in surprise.

"Dad I'm at... Cricket?" The robot teenager said.

"Four percent and declining," Cricket said.

"Four percent power...and I NEED TO RECHARGE," Beatrice said in irritation.

"Well... Melissa and Zack offered a small fortune to create Botanical Energized Auto-organism robots." Phineas said.

"... robots?... PLURAL!?" Beatrice said in surprise. "But... but you haven't made a robot on that thing since me over ten... ten years ago."

"True, but it's still good for creating more. Your mother and I just agreed that one was enough... it's nothing personal!" Phineas explained. "It's just... with the expenses for your therapy sessions-" He then noticed that his robot daughter was going through power withdrawal. "I'll get you to Bethany's room, and get the emergency charger."


The following morning, Beatrice woke up. "Oh... what a weird dream." She said to herself. "I dreamt... I dreamt that dad was making robots for the bass player and guitar/lead singer of Just Getting Started."

Bethany looked exhausted. "It wasn't a dream... they really were here." The triangle headed girl said. "And dad did make more robots like you... and you snore like a train, and it kept me up all night."

Beatrice didn't hear her sister complaint, as she was more focused on her bio-organic stomach growling like a tiger. "And I'm going to rustle some grub." She said, then she went downstairs, to the kitchen, and proceded to make herself bacon and scrambled eggs with at least half a dozen different kinds of cheese.

"Yesterday was that rough wasn't it?" Isabella noted as her daughter used an entire egg carton and package of bacon for her breakfast.

"Oh, you have no idea," Beatrice said. "First, we learned from Great-Uncle Doofenshmirtz's class, and his TA Xavier Onassis. Once again, what NOT to do. Then, the school was overrun by the lab animals. Then, I spent pretty much the entire day fighting to contain the mutated creatures. I spent so much time trying to keep them from destroying the school and killing anyone, that I ended up skipping lunch altogether, and missed my classes." She said as she finished piling eggs onto a plate.

"And you're sure you want to eat that many calories at once?" Isabella asked in concern.

"I would... but one advantage to being a robot I've found. Is that I can't suffer from heart disease." Beatrice said smugly. "Also I missed lunch AND dinner yesterday, so I think I'm justified in eating at least three times my body weight in fried chicken embryo's and fried pork back and belly meat cuts."

"And people wonder why I remained Kosher," Isabella said to herself as her robotic daughter put the last of the bacon on her plate.

"Now, let me tell you about the weird dream I had last night," Beatrice said as she sat down to eat. "See, in it was dad, and Melissa Chase and-"

"-and Zack Underwood from the band Just Getting Started. And your father was making another bioorganic robot like you." Isabella finished.

Beatrice looked bewildered by her mother's insight. "How... did you know that?"

"Because that actually did happen. Melissa and Zack dropped off a DNA sample of Milo, and his wife Amanda. And Phineas made a new BEA-Droid." Isabella explained.

Beatrice looked like her jaw was going to hit the floor. "Please tell me it was a girl." She said with a tone of blind terror.

"Yes, apparently they wanted a bodyguard/babysitter for there newborn son... can't say as I blame them for wanting that," Isabella said.

"I see..." Beatrice then took a deep, serene breath. Then she proceeded to calmly eat the massive breakfast she made for herself. "Where is father?" She asked in a calm, serene tone.

"Your mad, aren't you?" Isabella asked in concern.

"Why yes... now please mother... where is he?" Beatrice asked in an unsettling monotone.


"PHINEAS FLYNN-FLETCHER!" Beatrice bellowed as she broke down the door, donned in the Silver Automaton armor. "I DEMAND A WORD WITH YOU!"

"Oh hi, Beatrice!" Milo Murphy said, completely nonplused that an armored robot broke down the front door. "I didn't think you'd want to be near me or my family after the wormhole incident."

"Sweaty... can you at least get out of the armor first?" Phineas asked.

Beatrice then got out of her armor. "Okay... so let me explain what I've seen since before I lost consciousness from lack of power." She said in clear frustration. "You fired up the Quantum Android Forge to make robots, for the first time in ten years... why wasn't I kept in the loop about this?" She said looking upset. "I mean... it was the first I heard about it last night!"

"So... she didn't know about this?" Milo asked of Phineas.

"It was kind of supposed to be a surprise for you," Phineas said to Beatrice. "But... see. After the month or so you spent as a Human, and that backfired on you. I felt sorry that it didn't work out for you. I mean maybe if we talked about the issues BEFORE your grades and chores slipped, and the robo-Bea went after non-violent criminals the way it did, it could have worked. But seeing you forlorn before you ran off the way you did. I got the idea to make more BEA's like you so you wouldn't feel so alone." Phineas explained at length.

"But I've already got lots of friends as it is- wait did you say BEA's... as in plural?" Beatrice asked. Milo just nodded. "How many robot children did you order you, madman!?" She said, now pointing a laser cannon at Milo.

"Whoa! I only got the one BEA-Droid daughter I swear!" Milo pleaded.

"Beatrice Galatea Flynn! What have your mother and I told you about pulling weapons on civilians?" Phineas said in shock.

"N-Not to..." Beatrice said in shame as she turned the laser cannon back into a hand. "So... who are the other... BEA-Droids derived from?"

"Oh, that reminds me," Milo said as he ran off upstairs.

"This tablet has a live feed of the four BEA-Droids I made," Phineas said, giving a tablet to Beatrice. "Also, this is proofed against negative probability ions."

Beatrice looked at the feeds in question. In each window, there was an inactive BEA-Droid. "Wait... were any of them active before now?" Beatrice asked.

"No, we agreed that their first activation would be in unison at a set time," Phineas explained.

Beatrice turned her attention back to the tablet. She recognized her relatives, Uncle Jeremy, and Aunt Candace and their children around one BEA-Droid. Uncle Ferb, Aunt Vennessa and their son around another, and Melissa and Zack around a third. "Wait... two of them are literally my cousins?"

"Beyond that, you're the same kind of robot yes," Phineas said.

"And are Melissa and Zack getting one? I mean, I know they're married. But why not... you know... wait until there's already a Human child in the mix?" Beatrice asked.

"Well... let's just say that the wormhole incident did more than just strand you and your friends on Octallia," Phineas said.

"What does that even- oh... OH..." Beatrice said, realizing her father's gist. "By why not adopt first?" She asked. "Also, why would the Johnsons and Fletcher-Doofenshmirtz's even want a BEA-Droid?"

"Well, Ferb and Vennessa liked the idea. As for Jeremy and Candace... I think there reasoning was to give Amanda a sister she could hang out with. She's apparently been having problems with friends at school lately. Candace was rather vague about it."

"Really... I'm still hurt that Cousin Amanda doesn't talk to me at school." Beatrice said. "So what are there names?"

"There's Veronica Murphy," Phineas said, pointing to the feed of Milo and Amanda Murphy. "Jonah Underwood." He said pointing to the feed with Melissa and Zack. "Jennifer Johnson." He said pointing to the feed with Jeremey and Candace and their family. "And finally Norman Fletcher." He said pointing to the feed with Ferb and Vanessa.

"And they're all based on me?" Beatrice asked.

"More or less. There are modifications to there individual designs obviously. You know so that they aren't all just twins of you." Phineas said. "Not to mention some refinements to the QAF and your basic design that I've periodically made over the years on the off chance I'd make more robots with it."

"Including all of the weapons systems they can use since I'm assuming there also fully sentient amalgamated colonies of nanobots?" Beatrice asked.

Phineas then got a look of realization. "I'm starting to realize your concerns." Then his daughter started to clutch her stomach in pain. "What's wrong Beatrice?"

"That... that would be breakfast," Beatrice said as she fell to her knee's.

"You overate to compensate for missing dinner didn't you?" Phineas said in disappointment.

"Yes I know I shouldn't do that!" Beatrice said. "And I need to go before Murphy's Law get's me!" She said as she flew off through a wall in haste.

"I suppose I could take the new BEA-Droids to meet Bea when they activate," Phineas said.


A little over an hour later, Phineas along with the newly activated BEA-Droid's were following a device that Phineas was using to track Beatrice. "Uncle Phineas," the green BEA-Droid Norman Fletcher said. "Are you certain that Progenitor Beatrice is here?" He asked as they walked through a park.

"Well she should be... but why though is what's bugging me?" Phineas said as he and the four androids followed him past a restroom. "Wait... of course she's in a restroom! She had stomach problems earlier and-" then Beatrice stumbled out, falling flat on her face.

"Well when you gotta go, you gotta go." Jonah Underwood, the black-haired android commented.

Then the dark purple haired Android, Veronica Murphy. Elbowed him in the chest. "Time and place Jonah." She whispered harshly.

"Beatrice, are you okay?" Phineas asked as he went over to his robotic daughter.

"It... took me a while to find a bathroom... away from Murphy's Law," Beatrice said deliriously, her face covered in sweat. "But... but I found it. And... and I managed to... to empty my 'septic tank' completely, before suffering heatstroke in there."

"TMI." Jennifer Johnson the bright red-haired android said in disgust.

Then Beatrice realized who the four individuals with her father were. "Well... I could have made a better first impression to my... my younger cousins." She said as she stood up unevenly. "A free word of advice... don't eat four or six days worth of breakfast at once. Or you'll... you'll end up like I am right now."

"Agian," Jennifer said in disgust. "TMI."

"I've had a rough and weird weekend!" Beatrice said greatly. "Also... don't go into that bathroom... believe me. What I did in there for the... the last hour. It should be a war crime." She said, still delirious from her bathroom break.

"Oh, it couldn't be that bad," Veronica said as she went in... then ran out gasping for breath. "IT WAS WORSE!"

"Get used to it kid..." Beatrice said. "Your dad's a Murphy-"

"Yeah... yeah, I got the data on Murphy's Law..." She chocked."I'm a robot how would I even choke on bad smells?!" Veronica said in disbelief.

"Dad... I want all of tomorrow off. No... no Silver Automaton duty. No leaving the house period... and I'm going to detox from my binge eating this morning." Beatrice said wearily.

"Well the new BEA-Droids do need to acclimate to there families anyway... and I did see the videos your friends posted on what happened on Friday," Phineas said. "Could you guys please give us a lift home?" He asked of the other BEA-Droids.

Chapter 19: Rise of the Silver Automaton: Abridged Version.

The previous days had been an ordeal for Beatrice Flynn. On Friday, her great-uncle Heinz Doofenshmirtz had accidentally mutated the science class lab animals, which threatened her High School and her school mates. So she spent the entire day fighting to contain them nonstop.

Then when she got home, low on power. She discovered her father using the Quantum Android Forge, for the first time in roughly a decade. To create more robots, her specific model now dubbed BEA-Droid's. Then the following Saturday, she ate about one-thousand and seventy-two calories worth in bacon and eggs. Confronted her father on the new BEA-Droid's, and after her questions were answered... she fled from the Murphy house when she needed to go to the bathroom.

In short, with all of this behind her. Beatrice was napping on the couch rather than actually do anything. Slowly breathing, trying to keep calm after the pandamonium she had endured. Then the doorbell rang, not wanting to exert herself, she used her googles to check who was at the door.

It was Jennifer Amberwall, Felicia Uinta, and her cousin Amanda Johnson. "Come in!" Beatrice yelled, three of her friends then entered, and joined her in the living room. "Okay, I'll bite... why are you here today?" She asked.

Jennifer had the largest grin on her face, then she pulled out a comic book from behind her back. "I got it... the tenth-anniversary edition of the first comic the Silver Automaton was ever featured in." The teenage heiress said, on the verge of squeeing.

"The one based on when those Sym'ians attacked Earth?... it's been years since I thought back to that." Beatrice said.


On the outskirts of the Milky Way Galaxy, the Vow of Vengeance was scouring the stars of resources for the Vigilant of Ic'thao. Specifically, it was at a rundown space station. Inside, the leader of the Vigilant of Ic'thao, Ormphala Ty'raka.

A Yoral from three-thousand years in the future, as was his crew. He and the Vow of Vengeance went three-thousand years into the past. (unintentionally) To exterminate humanity for a war in which the Fellowship, the Yoral's primary government. Was nearly destroyed.

Events eventually transpired that saw him, and his people in the Vigilant of Ic'thao being forced to go back in time before mankind could be a threat to the Fellowship. Unfortunately, his initial attempts saw him and his attempts stymied by Beatrice Flynn. The first time sent the Vow of Vengeance forward in time by a decade, and the second time it was forced to crash into a desert.

Since then the Vigilant of Ic'thao has left the solar system. Now, he was meeting with two monkey-like aliens. "Are you the ones known as G'geet and Vo-Kaa?" Ty'raka asked as he sat down next to them at the bar.

"Yep! How'd you hear about us?" G'reet, the orange-clad one of the pair said cheerfully.

"Let me guess, you heard about how we got our clocks cleaned on some primitive backwater. By a robot... not even one of the native Humans, one of there contraptions!" Vo-Kaa the blue-clad one of the pair groused.

"Indeed... and of how you came within a hairsbreadth of conquering the Earth for your own." Ty'raka said. "I believe I'd like to hear YOUR side of the story."

"Well," G'reet began. "It all began when we came of age. My father, the High King of all Sym'ians sent us out to conquer our own lands! So we went to a small planet. Not impressive, besides its system having only one star."


"So after Felicia and the others were lost in time with the Vow of Vengeance." Beatrice began. "I left the Young Superhero Initiative and went freelance. Back then I didn't have the iconic Silver Automaton armor." She explained.

"Yeah... I remember that. I was really excited to not only have a robot cousin. But a superhero!" Amanda said.

"And yet you snub me at school... that breaks my heart cousin," Beatrice said in a hurt tone.

"It isn't you!" Amanda said defensively. "I just... I just wanted to fit in and I thought that hanging out with you would hurt that."

"Amanda, your mother is at least thirty-five. And she still watches Ducky Momo... openly... and unironically!" Beatrice said, Amanda wordlessly got the gist of her cousin's point. "Anyway, I mainly focused on petty criminals back then, and it was also around that time that dad... downgraded me by giving me Human qualities." She explained.

"Is that how you can taste things?" Felicia asked.

"Yes among other things, but that isn't important," Beatrice said. "Anyway, a year to the day you and the others were lost in time. That... that was the day when the Sym'ian warriors, G'reet and Vo-Kaa arrived. Intending to take over the world."

"So when did you get the armor?" Jennifer asked.

"That... is a very painful story. Both physically, and emotionally." Beatrice said solemnly.


"-and when we stopped, there was nothing left of her but a metal skeleton!" Vo-Kaa said, the three warriors then laughed.

"I managed to separate all her limbs the second time we fought." Ty'raka said. "I didn't even know she had synthetic skin."

"Well our science friend, Bullama said it was more like bio-synthetic skin... no clue what that means." G'reet said. "Anyway, after the first battle. We went around Earth, destroying their defenses for our domination!"

"Yeah, I turned an entire city into a glass floor. While G'reet destroyed every warship they had." Vo-Kaa said.

"I thought they would put up more of a fight," G'reet said glumly.

"It was a good time... for all of three months," Vo-Kaa said, he took a stiff drink from his tankard.

"That was when you and your fellows were kicked off the planet?" Ty'raka asked.

"Yep..." G'reet said. "That Silver Automaton gave us the most intense fight of our lives. It was awesome!"


"So... the Silver Automaton wasn't a new robot that your dad made specifically to combat the Sym'ians." Jennifer said.

"You already knew that Jenny." Beatrice pointed out. "Anyway, after my new body was created. Dad worked full time on the Silver Automaton armor. To provide better defensive and offensive options against the alien monkey's that had effectively conquered Earth." Beatrice said as she leafed through the comic. "Man... I completely forgot how bad comic book art could be back then. My dad's head looks more like an up facing pyramid instead of an upside-down triangle."

"Well, I'd kill at a chance to be in a comic book," Felicia said. "I mean... I don't especially care about the fame."

"Good thought, these days this is the closest thing to publicity a superhero can get these days. Comic Book Adaptation Movies have gotten so bad they can only make their budget back in change, at least!" Beatrice said. "Anyway," she continued. "Under the guise of the Silver Automaton, I challenged G'reet and Vo-Kaa to a fight. If they won, I'd enforce their rule of Earth. If I won, they'd leave Earth and never come back."


"-and you've agreed to that?!" Ty'raka said in surprise.

"We made a promise," G'reet said. "And besides, he gave us the fight we did get since that robot girl!"

"As much as I hate to agree... we made a deal, and we had to keep our end of it," Vo-Kaa said solemnly.

"Then it grieves me to tell you this... the Silver Automaton IS the robot known as Beatrice Flynn." Ty'raka said bluntly.

Vo-Kaa looked livid. "You mind repeating that monotreme?"

"Beatrice, the robot you initially faced was rebuilt, and was given a highly advanced set of power armor by her creator." Ty'raka said. "I know this because I saw her don the armor with my own eyes." He explained.

"So... what does that mean?" G'reet said, his cousin then crushed his tankard in his hands.

"It means... it means we were driven off by a teenage girl!" Vo-Kaa said furiously.

"Oh not even that, she wasn't even a full year old the first two times we faced each other! From the dates I figured out, she was a year old when you two invaded." Ty'raka explained. "So in short, you two had you tails handed to you by a minor."

"Do humans even let there children mine?" G'reet asked, completely oblivious to his cousins reddening face. "I would have asked, but I wasn't all that interested-"

"THEY MUST PAY IN BLOOD!" Vo-Kaa roared. "G'reet! We're going back to Earth, and we're going to take that Robo-brat apart piece by piece!"

"My sentiment exactly my friend!" Ty'raka agreed. "As I've said. I've had battles of my own with Ms. Flynn, and I can tell you from bitter experience that she has only grown stronger since her youth."

"Listen, buddy, we've carried the humiliation of being beaten back from a primitive world for years! The only reason we didn't try before now is that we were upholding our end of a deal! A deal we unwittingly made with a literal baby! Even G'reet knows what honor demands us to do to reclaim our honor!" Vo-Kaa ranted.

"Yeah, if we want Sym'ian's to stop teasing us. We need to go back to Earth and kill her!" G'reet said.

"Perhaps... but see. She has gained friends, not just the team that was lost thrust forward in time with us. But a few friends of hers from High School and I do not doubt that her father has created new robots based off of her basic design." Ty'raka said.

G'reet and Vo-Kaa looked at each other. "What are you suggesting Yoral?"


"And that's the true story of how I saved the world!" Beatrice said.

"So... a bit of a question. Your image as the Silver Automaton is licensed yes?" Jennifer asked.

"Yes, but dad gets the money... because the Silver Automaton is supposed to more-or-less be an unthinking wrecking machine that can decimate armies with its weapons. While I, the fully sentient Beatrice Galatea Flynn am my father's crowning achievement in robotics." Beatrice said proudly.

"Your middle name is Galatea?" Jennifer said.

"You have a middle name?!" Amanda said in disbelief. "We're family, how didn't I know this?"

"Because nobody ever really asked... also, I got that middle name after that first battle with the Sym'ians." Beatrice said. "And... it just dawned on me why I haven't been able to detect the Vow of Vengeance. It's left the system altogether! Probably to build up an army in invade Earth and exterminate mankind!" She said as she began to panic.

"Bea, settle down," Jennifer said firmly. "Where ever those aliens are when they come to Earth. You'll be ready for them... because you won't be alone."

"Yeah, I mean you've got robot cousins that have your same power set... I'm assuming." Felicia said. "Not to mention, your dad's a wiz with building stuff, and... you know. Your old YSI team, not to mention a few other people that can help."

"Yeah... I mean I get that these alien guys are scary. But you've gone up against them, and got out alive... really banged up sometimes but you always got back up." Amanda added.

"I... thank you. But still I-" There was then a knock at the door. "Who could that be?" Beatrice then went to the front door. She saw her robotic cousin, Jennifer Johnson.

"I'm sorry to come in like this." The redheaded robot said. "But dad want's to know when you'll be coming home, Amanda. He'd just call, but mom's at work and his phone battery is dead."

"Well is anyone else dropping on my day off?" Beatrice asked, then without warning a time portal opened over Jennifer, and two people fell out of it. One was a human woman with short black hair in a pixie cut and purple eyes, the other was a human man with red hair and green eyes. Both were wearing futuristic spacesuits. "Okay, I was actually being sarcastic."

"Has... has anyone seen a big... big yellow alien dinosaur? I'm... I'm Agent Redwall, and this... this is my partner... Agent Amythist " The red-headed man asked, sounding dizzy.


"So... in a nutshell," G'reet said as he and Vo-Kaa boarded the Vow of Vengeance. "Your all from the future, when Human's will somehow be strong enough to fight the Fellowship. A civilization that, even at the height of the Intersteller Sym'ian Imperium. We couldn't beat. And you've come back in time, to prevent this... Night of Shame? Yeah, that's the right name. But when you did come back, you were thwarted by that Beatrice girl. Then she did something that threw this ship about ten Earth years into the future. Then Beatrice, with some of her High School friends, and her old team, and the mythic Errant Traveler, caused your ship. Then after you got it out of the desert it crashed in, you went out to find help with conquering Earth... that right?"

Ty'raka looked frustrated with the alien monkey. "Yes... that is the gist of our current situation."

Vo-Kaa burst out laughing. "WOW... the Fellowship in three-thousand years must be pathetic. If you lost a war with those hairless apes!" He taunted.

"Regardless..." Ty'raka seethed. "The raw martial power and psionic abilities of any Sym'ian is worth its weight in neutronium. Even you two could turn the tide... but before we can commit to a conquest of the Earth. We must muster any other forces we can make contact with." He explained. "And for the record, humanity was utterly insane, and focused for the extinction of the Fellowship! While your people, we're willing to bet battles entirely on one on one death matches... which were more often than lost. Even to non-Yoral's!" Ty'raka ranted.

"Yeah... well, I could still mop this entire deck with your face," Vo-Kaa said as he levitated in front of Ty'raka's face.

"True... but then again. My people at least have a brain in their heads. But then again, you need not necessarily defeat your opponent. If you can outwit them." T'yraka gloated, then without warning. A time portal opened and outstepped a human-like man. He had a white beard, white hair, and wore ornate white armor. "The Eternal King! It's an honor!" He said in surprise as he knelt to the stranger.

"What? You bow to this whizzed old-" Vo-Kaa then began choking as the Eternal King held out his hand.

"I suggest you follow the example set by your betters... even a Yoral born at the bottom of the societal ladder is a better specimen than the vermin children of Sym." The Eternal Kind gloated. "Ty'raka... we must speak in private. It is of the utmost urgency." He said, his booming voice commanding power just by its baritone.

Chapter 20: Omens of the Future.

"So... let me see if I understand this," Phineas said as he and his wife Isabella and daughter Beatrice. Sat down with the agents that fell on there robotic niece and cousin respectively through a time portal. "You're both from the future, about three thousand years."

"Yep, born and bred in the fifty-first century." The purple-eyed Agent Amythest said proudly.

"And, you were on the tail of Ormphala Ty'raka. The alien warlord who wants to exterminate humanity?" Isabella asked.

"We were the ones who exposed the true nature of the Vigilant of Ic'thao in the first place." The green-eyed Agent Redwall said.

"If it's all the same to you. I'd prefer putting that monster out of his misery." Beatrice said as she angrily furrowed her brow.

The two agents looked at each other. "Actually... a friend of ours would prefer that Ty'raka NOT die." Agent Amythist said.

Despite her advanced brain being able to process information in microseconds. Beatrice took a few seconds to comprehend what she just heard. "You mind running that by me again?" She said.

"Well... that requires explaining the Earth-Fellowship War." Agent Redwall said. "Long story short. In the fortieth century, some sort of chemical weapon drove all Humans in our galaxy into crazed madmen. It got to the point where we were able to fight the Fellowship, the greatest power in the galaxy on even grounds. The war itself lasted for two centuries... but not without hundreds of inhabited planets destroyed outright by Human hands." He explained solemnly.

"However, we came across evidence that the Rage Plague wasn't a natural occurrence." Agent Amythist began. "When we last confronted Ormphala Ty'raka. We tried to tell him the truth, but he wouldn't listen." She said.

"Poor guy... he spent a thousand years believing that his birth world was destroyed just for the sake of being cruel." Agent Redwall said. "Of course when the Vow of Vengeance made its voyage into the past. We got sucked into the time stream, and got separated."

"By a little over ten years from when Ty'raka initially arrived from what you told us." Agent Amythist said.

"And who... is the one responsible for this Earth-Fellowship War in the future?" Beatrice asked.


In his private chambers, Ormphala Ty'raka was meeting with the figure known as the Eternal King. "What aid can you provide us, sire?" Ty'raka said, kneeling to the Eternal King.

"Only what you can find... fortunately. I can give you the coordinates." The Eternal King said as he gave produced a device that showed a hologram of a warship.

"Wait... that ship is of the robotic Cy'tarian's." Ty'raka said.

"Yes, it's crew is dormant. But they are within my service... and they will help you." The Eternal King said.

Ty'raka looked uncertain. "I do not doubt that Cy'tarian's would be invaluable to the Vigilant of Ic'thao. But... in this time, it had only been a few millennia since there kind were driven from the galaxy in the War of Flesh and Metal."

"Yes... a tragic conflict, that saw former allies. Once bound by there victory in the War of Liberation. Tore each other apart." The Eternal King said.

"I am very much aware of how the Yoral and the Cy'tarian's won there freedom from your people. How we rose up against our creators and brought the Spaa-Chrounous low." Ty'raka said. "But more to the point. Would any Cy'tarian's even consider an alliance with the Yoral's in this time? I do not deny that they would be invaluable. But would they earnestly consider such a thing?"

"They will... or they will know what it means to cross the will of the Eternal King." The Eternal King said with a clenched fist.


Then the Errant Traveler's time and space traveling Tacho'noma arrived, and he stepped out. "It's about time you two out of the time stream. I told you that we'd get him if you got in. But nooooo... someone wanted the shiny new untested time-traveling space ship. Instead of the Tacho'noma. Which, even though it's traveling can be erratic when and where it lands. At least gets you there!" He ranted.

"Hey, we weren't even in the time stream for that long, an hour at most!" Agent Redwall said defensively.

"You were both in the time stream for one-thousand years!" The Errant Traveler said as he waved his monkey-wrench topped staff over them.

"I'm going to my room." Beatrice grossed as she went to her room. Which was also her father's basement lab.

"Look, we're the only ones who know what caused the Rage Plague." Agent Amythist said.

"And if you gave me the data storage device the evidence was on. I might have been able to get to Ty'raka in the first place!" The Errant Traveler said. "Also, I think your daughter is upset Mr. and Mrs. Flynn."

Phineas and Isabella followed there daughter down to the basement and saw Beatrice sitting on the Quantum Android Forge. "Bea... are you alright?" Isabella asked.

"Oh, I'm doing PEACHY," Beatrice said. "I mean two humans are here. FROM THE SAME TIME AS!-"

"Emergency Override Code Epsilon!" Phineas said in a panic. Beatrice briefly deactivated.

"Phineas Flynn, you said you wouldn't use any of her override codes!" Isabella said Beatrice reactivated.

"I'm sorry, I thought she would have gone berserk!" Phineas said.

"You are not incorrect in your assessment father," Beatrice said emotionlessly. "I simply could not comprehend what was going on around me. And the illogic of the situation was driving my anger levels off of the charts."

"And you want to know why?" Agent Amythist said, coming down. "See... I was raised by Yoral's. Specifically, the one that took in Ormphala Ty'raka. I never even suspected that he hated Human's with every fiber of his being because of what our people did to his birth world during the Night of Shame. I just... I just want to try to get him to realize that not only what he's doing is wrong. But that he's made himself a pawn in someone else's quest for power." She said. "Also weren't you foaming at the mouth earlier?"

"I am sorry for my emotional outburst. But, in the last three days. I have done the following:" Beatrice said emotionlessly. "Protected Danville High School from mutated lab animals, neglecting my energy maintenance doing so. Learned that my father had been creating more robots like me that he recently dubbed BEA-Droids-"

"Actually, that's always been around... you just weren't interested enough to look into it," Phineas admitted.

Beatrice was silent for a moment. "Ah, my full robotic designation is BEA-Droid Alpha. Regardless, then I relived the Sym'ian conquest of Earth, and you and your partner arrived." She explained emotionlessly. "I believe that all of that stimuli would make anyone. Angry, frustrated, and generally cranky."

"Look... I won't ask you to help us." Agent Amythist said. "But we're going to try to get Ty'raka to see reason."

"And I will not stop you in your objective," Beatrice said emotionlessly. "However, I do recommend terminating Ormphala Ty'raka."

Agent Amythist was taken aback. "Do... do her emotions have an off switch?"

"Technically an override code," Phineas said. "But if you guys need help, I can get my step-brother Ferb and we can build a ship."

"Thanks, but after apparently getting lost in the time stream for a thousand years. I think we're going to take our chances with the Errant Travelers." Agent Amythist said, and she left the basement.

"Father, I would like to request that my emotions remain deactivated for one week," Beatrice said emotionlessly.

"What? Why?" Phineas asked.

"After my ordeals this past weekend. I believe that my emotions would make me a liability. Also, I believe that it might be prudent for you to develop Silver Automaton power armors for my cousins." Beatrice said emotionlessly.

"Wow..." Isabella said in shock. "Even when you don't have emotions you don't think things through."

"We shall see if my deactivated emotions were a bad idea in one week," Beatrice said emotionlessly.


Meanwhile in Ormphala Ty'raka's chambers on the Vow of Vengeance. The Eternal King starred off into space. "Um... my lord?" Ty'raka asked in concern for his patron.

"Your pursuers... are coming." The Eternal King said ominously.

"Which ones?" Ty'raka asked.

"The ones known... as Agent Redwall and Agent Amethyst." The Eternal Kind said.

"Then there is no time to lose. I will be on the bridge if you need me." Ty'raka said.

"And remember our agreement." The Eternal Kind reminded.

"Yes, yes." Ty'raka said in exasperation. "I will bind the Fellowship to the Space-Chrounous when I return to the future. DON'T. Remind me of our bargain." He said as he left the room.

The Eternal King then took out a pendant. "Everything is proceeding to your will, lord Chrounous."

Chapter 21: A song of Ninjas of Ice and Fire.

"So, does anyone find that new kid odd?" Beatrice asked of her school friends at lunch.

"You mean that big beefcake that Felicia's gone head over heels for?" Jennifer said bitterly. "I hadn't noticed."

"Green's a terrible color for you, Jenny," Mathew said. "Seriously, who even makes green jeans?"

"Well, he is an odd duck, no mistaking there." Jessie agreed.

"But what are you implying?" Daniel asked.

Beatrice then used her goggles to project a holographic screen. "See, when I first met Felicia, I noticed on my thermal scans that he body temperature was below zero... as in so far down that logically speaking she should be dead." The screen showed the relevant images. Showing Felicia's deep blue thermal signature

"You... don't say," Mathew said inquisitively.

"And when we first met William Kasai, I scanned him as well," Beatrice said, then the screen showed the aforementioned William Kasai's thermal signature. Which was pure white "To put this into context, that temperature is the melting point of lead! He should be dead!"

"Well I agree he is that hot, but that's hard- wait..." Jennifer said. "It's so obvious! You're concerned for the well being of one of your earliest friends. And your curious about how this is possible considering the obvious impossibilities!" She said.

Beatrice and the rest of her friends looked between each other in confusion. "Quick show of hands, who was expecting her to go on about me being jealous?" Beatrice said everyone raised there hands. Including Jennifer's friends Tracie and Georgie.

"Really?" Jennifer said indignantly. "Besides being rich, my main function in this dynamic is to make guess right on the immediate situation on the first try."

"So... are we going to ignore that Bea can do this?" Mathew said. "Like... did you scan us last week? When you had-"

"It was a conscious choice I made to have my emotions deactivated for the entire week!" Beatrice said defensively. "I thought it was a good idea at the time, and after the lab animal incident on Friday, and everything that happened over the weekend. It seemed like the most logical thing to do!" She said in frustration. "Look... let's just focus on figuring out who this guy is okay?"


Later that same day after school, Beatrice arrived at William Kasai's house. "Nice place, let's see what this guy is all about." She said to herself as she used a light-bending device to make herself invisible, and followed William inside.

"How was school, Billy?" William's mother said.

"It was fine mom," William said.

"You better not be seeing that Uinta girl!" An elderly man said, presumably his grandfather.

"But grandpa, she's nice!" William was then hit in the head by his grandfather's cane.

"Oh, that might be the case... but her family is cursed by the Yuki-onna. Same as our family was cursed by the Onibi!" The old man said, conjuring a flame in his hand.

"Oh please don't cover that old legend AGAIN!" William's complaint was followed by another cane strike to the head.

"Pipe down boy! Now, back during the Sengoku Jidai, our ninja clans were one. But then two brothers were cursed, each by the respective Yokai and-" William's grandfather then noticed that the microwave was popping popcorn. "Okay, whose making popcorn?" He said, unaware that it was Beatrice doing this.

"This was not one of my better ideas..." Bea thought to herself.

"So anyways," The grandfather continued. "The brother cursed with ice powers was made cold and apathetic. While our clan's founder was relatively unaffected. It wasn't until years later that- OKAY WHAT IS HAPPENING THERE?!" The old man said in shock at the levitating bag of popcorn.

"Uh... pay no attention to the ghost popcorn!" Beatrice said lamely.

The family was silent before Grandpa said. "Just keep quiet."


The following morning Beatrice approached Felicia with what she learned at the Kasai home. "Bea... it's sweet that you're worried about me. But there isn't a problem with me dating Billy." Felicia said.

"But I heard the whole legend about how your clans were founded! How the ice one became a threat to everyone around him and the fire one had to kill him!" Beatrice said. "That was before this thing short-circuited and everyone realized I wasn't a ghost that liked popcorn." She said, producing the smoking light-bending device. "Last time I take something from the Errant Traveler's junk closet I'll tell you that."

"Bea... you sweetheart of a robot," Felicia said as she gave her robotic friend a hug. "There's a prophecy. One that states that if a Unita and a Kasai marry. The curse will be undone, and reunite the families after enough generations passed that the descendants of twin brothers wouldn't be weird and creepy."

Beatrice was shivering from Felicia's hug. "You... have the coldest hug... of anyone. I've ever met!" Beatrice said.

"Oh! Sorry!" Felicia said as she stopped hugging. "It's been passed down in my family for generations, and when I told Billy about it. He was onboard for dating me. And when we get married, we'll finally be able to control our respective elemental powers."

"I... didn't hear a word of that prophesy when I was at the Kasai home," Beatrice said. "All I heard was how the whole thing started."

"So you didn't get my texts last night," Mathew said, surprising both girls.

"Don't sneak up like that!" Beatrice said.

"How do you keep doing that?!" Felicia asked.

"I am a master at the art of walking tippy toes!" Mathew said proudly. "I think it's funny that I can sneak up on a trained ninja. Also, your family needs to invest in heaters. I spent an entire hour digging up dirt there. And penguins couldn't survive in your house!"

Felicia was quiet before saying. "I'm going to class now."

Chapter 22: My Life as a Teenage Robot Werewolf

One night while Beatrice was walking by herself in the Danville woods. She was whistling happily to herself as she breathed in the fresh night air. Blissfully unaware that there was something nearby.

Then a horse burst out from the bushes, with Mathew on it's back. Beatrice hovered away out of reach of the bucking and panicking horse, all the while Mathew was screaming 'SETTLE DOWN!' over and over. Until the horse finally laid down from exhausting itself.

"Mathew," Beatrice said in surprise as she landed. "What the heck are you doing out here?"

"The short answer... the short answer is I'm on a hunting trip with my Grandpa," Mathew said, exhausted from keeping his horse from panicking. "You?"

"My family is spending the weekend at my grandparents," Beatrice said. "And let me tell you, it is wonderful to get away from the mayhem of everyday life!"

"That must be nice... having grandparents that aren't insane," Mathew said bitterly.

"Why? What exactly are you hunting?" Beatrice asked, then an elderly couple also emerged from the bushes on horses of there own. "Oh you must be Mathew's grandparents, I'm Beatrice Flynn-" Then the elderly man and woman drew crossbows. "-and if I was vulnerable to such primitive weapons I'd be scared."

"Grandma, Grandpa lower your weapons!" Mathew said. "She's a friend from school!"

"Wait..." Beatrice said suspiciously. "You said you were-"

"We're not hunting people Bea... trust me. You wouldn't believe what we normally hunt." Mathew said.

"Little lady... I don't know if you know it. But these woods ain't as safe to walk about alone in the middle of the night as they used to be." Mathew's grandpa said.

"Yeah, you know that I mention it. I think I caught a bloodthirsty look in a chipmunks eye, and a bunny that was sharpening its teeth." Beatrice said sarcastically. "Come on! Even the bears around here aren't harmful... mostly... there still bears."

Mathew heard a sound coming from nearby, the sound of low growling and twigs breaking. "It ain't bears we're huntin' for-" Then a large wolf leaped onto Beatrice. A scruffy and scarred beast that was also about the same size as a horse. "That's what we're huntin'!" Mathew's grandpa said.

Mathew and his grandparents fired crossbow bolts into the wolf. But it was more focused on mauling Beatrice then the mounted hunters. Eventually, however, Beatrice got the upper hand and broke its neck.

"What... what did I just kill?" Beatrice said in shock, as she was now covered in claw marks.

"Dire wolf... that was a dire wolf you just killed," Mathew said frankly. "We were hunting rogue dire wolves."

"That was the last one sugar." Mathew's grandma said. "It took us the better part of a month, but she's dead."

Beatrice looked in bewilderment at what just happened. "You mean... creatures like this are real?" She said in surprise. "How would I have not guessed that myself when things like the Giant Floating Baby Head, the Baklava Boar, and Klimpaloon, the Magical Old-Timey Bathing Suit Who Lives in the Himalayas exist?!"

"Now that just sounds like stupid nonsense." Mathew's grandpa said.

"No Grandpa, there is a Giant Floating Baby Head in Danville. As well as a giant boar in lederhosen that only says 'baklava'. I've never seen Klimpaloon in person, however... and it only now just donned on me those scratches you got aren't good!" Mathew said.

"Good eye Mathew." His grandpa noted. "Kid, I don't mean to alarm ya, but... your now a werewolf. Mathew facepalmed at his grandpa's frankness.

"W-W-W-What?!" Beatrice stuttered as her head sparked, and she lost consciousness. "Error:" She said in a robotic voice. "Stress and anxiety levels have reached excess parameters. Unit Beatrice Flynn will return to creator Phineas Flynn for repairs." She then robotically walked off with a slump.

Mathew gave his grandpa a dirty look. "Oh sure, blame that on me."


The following morning. Beatrice awoke, feeling groggy and with a painful headache. "Bea! Oh, thank goodness your okay!" Isabella said in relief as she hugged her daughter.

"What happened to you last night?" Phineas asked. "You were covered in giant claw marks, and you had a short-circuited a cranial circuit."

Beatrice rubbed her eyes, exhausted from her ordeal the night before. "Short answer... giant wolf mauled me. Apparently, Mathew's grandparents live nearby, and they hunt werewolves." She croaked.

Then a small boy with red hair, and an oval-shaped head entered the room. "Is Beatwice okay?" He asked.

"Well, physically she is fine Thomas," Phineas said. "But beyond that... can't say for certain."

"Anyway, thwee people are here on horseies," Thomas said.

Beatrice got up and went outside, and as her often absent baby brother said there were three people. Mathew, his grandparents, and their horses were there. "Okay... why are you here? Want to get me mauled by some other supernatural monster?" She said bitterly.

"First, that wasn't our fault. It was mainly my horses fault for being the most COWARDLY EQUINE ON EARTH!" Mathew yelled in the direction of his horse. "Seriously! That panic attack was over a moth! Secondly, we're just here to check if you really are a werewolf now." Beatrice cringed at this. "Don't worry, we only hunt werewolves that give into there feral bestial side and go, rogue."

Beatrice still looked anxious. "Just get it over with."

"Relax Bea, this process is rarely painful," Mathew said as he donned a pair of latex gloves. He then looked in Beatrice's mouth. "Hmm... canines are longer." He then ran a piece of meat over one of the canines. "And sharper." Beatrice then started salivating. "And you probably want to eat this raw?" Then Beatrice tore the steak out of his hands and wolfed it down. "Yep..." Mathew then touched Beatrice's nose. "Cold and wet... now for the final test." Mathew said as he pulled out a spritz bottle, and spritzed Beatrice's arm.

"Mathew... what's in that bottle?" Beatrice as a blistering rash formed on her arm.

"Liquid silver. Just don't scratch it and it'll go away in a few hours." Mathew said, then Thomas, Phineas, and Isabella showed up.

"Is Beatwice going to be okay?" Thomas asked.

"Yes... on any night without a full moon. When a full moon is out, however, she'll turn into a large wolf." Mathew said frankly. "And before anyone asks, conventionally speaking there is no cure for lycanthropy... unless Mr. Flynn can manage a workaround."

"Young man, when I was a kid, Ferb and I built a rollercoaster across Danville in an afternoon, made a working rocketship in our backyard, and invented so many other things. That I'm still amazed we fit them all into one-hundred and four days of summer vacation." Phineas said proudly. "I think I can cure lycanthropy. Oh and this is my youngest son Thomas, he's in private school so he isn't at home very often."


At the Flynn home. "Okay... he was right. We can't cure lycanthropy." Phineas said to his step-brother Ferb as they worked on Beatrice in the basement.

"But I don't want to turn into a wolf monster whenever a full moon is out!" Beatrice said in disbelief. She was laying on the Quantum Android Forge with cables and interfaces were inserted into various panels up and down her arms, legs, torso and even her face.

"Well if we can't cure it, we can edit the robotized lycanthropy virus" Ferb suggested.

"Of course! Why didn't I think of it?" Phineas said, over the next few hours. The two brothers edited Beatrice's software so that she would not be susceptible to werewolf weakness's as well as freely accessing her wolf form. "Okay... you feeling better?"

"A little I think," Beatrice said uncertainly, then she got up after her maintenance was done. She then donned her google visor. "Okay... it's crazy, but let's see if this wolf form works." She said as she accessed the new feature in question. When she activated it. She did indeed transform into a large bipedal wolf-like white and blue creature. "This... this so cool! I feel so much more powerful!" She said. "I wonder." She then looked up if she had a proper wolf form. "Oh, you two spoil me." She said as she looked herself over.

"Yeah, and best of all. You'll have complete control over your werewolf powers." Phineas said. "You know Ferb, this kind of reminds me of the time Candace turned into a Vampire."

"Please don't remind me," Ferb said cringing.

"I can form change now!" Beatrice said happily. "I'm now like... now... like." She said as she started to tear up. "Dad... I made myself sad."

"Oh, you were thinking about your robot team," Phineas said sympathetically.

"Steller Imperator... he never got around to teaching me before he and the others were lost in that black hole," Beatrice said as she hugged her father in her wolf form.

"Uh... could you change to your Human form? It's just... it feels weird being hugged by a wolf." Phineas added awkwardly, his daughter then changed to her human form.

"You know, there not necessarily dead. Just scattered across the galaxy." Ferb said reassuringly his robotic niece. "It may be a while, but you'll see them again."

Chapter 23: Pirates of the Milky Way: Web of Stars

"Thanks for taking me to Daniel's Aunt Candace," Beatrice said as she sat across from her aunt in her car. "I'd have walked... but my hover-heels have been on the fritz, and mom and dad are out of town."

"Happy to help Bea," Candace said. "I mean it's obvious you have a crush on this Daniel boy."

"I can only confirm I have a vested interest in him," Beatrice said, her cheeks blushing brightly. "A-And in Mathew... look. I'll admit it. I think they're both... attractive. Mathew is kind, and is... is visually appealing to me. Daniel has been a comfort to me, and I him... I just don't know which one would be right for me. That and, back when I attended the Young Superheros Initiative. I had this... weird dream, where a man. He looked identical to Daniel, and we were married and-"

"Beatrice, calm down," Candace said reassuringly. "It was a dream you had years ago." She then stopped at Daniel's house. "I mean... you do have poorly defined time powers right?"

"It's more poorly understood... with everything that's been happening we've never really put effort into studying what I can do beyond what the Errant Traveler said," Beatrice said.

"Look, just try to enjoy your evening," Candace said. "In fact, I think I'll join you. Jennifer is helping Jeremy take care of the kids while they're sick with the cold."

"Fair enough. No sense in making you suffer from sniffling and coughing." Beatrice said as they both left the car. "Hey, Daniel." She said as she opened the gate to Daniel's backyard. "What'cha doin'?"

Candace couldn't help but chuckle at her robotic niece. "You're definitely your mother's daughter." She said to herself.

"Stargazing... specifically this weird star that I've been following for the last few weeks," Daniel said as he looked through his telescope.

"You know, I could probably take a look at it." Beatrice offered.

"Be my guest," Daniel said and allowed Beatrice to look through the telescope.

"Okay... the star at your coordinates is moving," Beatrice said as she watched the blue-colored star move across the night sky.

"I know right? As far as I can tell it's a blue sun. But it shouldn't be moving, not that quickly at least." Daniel said.

"Cricket? Can you please track this Sun, and keep track of its trajectory?" Beatrice asked.

"Affirmative," Cricket said.

"Daniel, take the telescope," Beatrice said as she donned her visor. "I was so hoping this would be a normal night."

"Bea? What's wrong?" Candace said in concern.

"Hopefully nothing Mrs. Johnson. But considering that we haven't heard a peep from Ty'raka and his cronies in months... there's no telling what this could be." Daniel said as he adjusted his telescope.

"Okay Cricket, what are we looking at?" Beatrice asked.

"It does appear to be a blue star... but it's moving faster then one should. What's more... it's getting close to Earth." Cricket explained. "And... it's about the size of a volleyball."

"Wait what?!" Beatrice said as she looked into the sky. And reacting quickly, she saved Daniel from the falling star. "Dan! Are you okay!?" She with concern.

"I'm alive Bea... and I'm looking you straight in the eyes," Daniel said, looking into the robot girl's eyes. Beatrice blushed at Daniel's comment.

"Wait..." Candace said as she cautiously approached the fallen sun. "I recognize this." The star then rose up... groaning in pain.

"Housten, we have a problem." The sun said groggily.

Beatrice grabbed the talking star... not a smart idea. "Okay bub, you mind telling me what-OW!" She let go and looked at her burnt hands. "The one night I forget to bring asbestos gloves with me!"


Inside of the Pakaru home. The three of them were sitting down with the talking star. "So let me get this straight. Your one of my father's earliest inventions?" Beatrice asked, her hands now in Daniel's freezer to heal from the burning.

"Yeah, those kids wanted to see if you really could make 'flying stars'. But then we were all hit with some kind of... ray that made us all self-aware. And we left Earth behind. Since then, we've been wandering the universe. But recently we found the Picnic Planet... and found the enlightened ants that colonized the planet on the run from something." The star said.

"Those giant ants I was the queen of!" Candace said. Everyone just looked confused by this outburst. "Uh... continue, Mr. Sun.

"It's Sunnenberg. Anyway, we found the ship responsible... and it's on course for Earth." Sunnenberg said. "And let me tell you... it was the largest ship we ever saw. It was at least the size of a skyscraper."

"Could you identify who exactly made it?" Beatrice said.

"Uh... I think it was from that race of giant robots that can turn into vehicles and animals. What were they called again?" Sunnenberg said.

"Cy'tarian's?! Are you sure?" Beatrice asked in surprise.

"Maybe? I wasn't paying attention to that briefing. I was thinking about oatmeal." Sunnenberg admitted.

"Well, how far is it from Earth?" Beatrice said.

"Uh... it was the same ship that made me crash land on Earth," Sunnenberg said sheepishly. "So there in the solar system... and are probably looking to pillage and plunder the planet, same as they did with the Picnic Planet."

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to take my leave of you early," Beatrice said as she stood up. "I need to make ready for this. Aliens are once again threatening Earth, and are using advanced technology." She said as she opened the freezer and reattached her hands. "And I need to be the- ow! My hands still feel burnt!"

"Uh... I've been out of the loop. Candace, who is this robot?" Sunnenberg asked.

"She's my niece, Beatrice," Candace said. "As for why she's so upset by this... well she was on a team with alien robots a few years ago. Right up until they all got lost in a black hole... Beatrice was the only one to survive."

"Wait... she never told any of us that before," Daniel said. "Bea why wouldn't you-"

"Look, Daniel, I was very close to those bots, and if that ship is Stellar Imperium. I want answers." Beatrice said curtly. "Just... do you happen to have any lotion?"


The following day. Beatrice was flying by herself in her Silver Automaton armor, to the ship that was now in high orbit of Earth. "Yes... that is Stellar Imperium! I don't know what this scum has done to you, or how they've put your weapons to your ends. But big guy, you're going to wake up soon." Then without warning, Beatrice. Minus her armor was teleported in a cartoonish 'pop'. Out of her armor and on the ship itself. "What the?!-"

She looked around and saw Humans at the controls of Stellar Imperium's teleporter system. "Fascinating!" One of the Human's said, he then waved a brick-sized device around Beatrice. "It's some manner of nano-machine construct! Complete with bio-synthetic organs and nervous system-"

"I'm very much aware of what I am!" Beatrice said snappishly as she grabbed the Human's wrist. "Now who are you? What are you doing on this Cy'tarian Colossus? And... and why are you Human?" She asked, completely ignoring the pained whelps from the crewman whose wrist she was absent-mindedly crushing.

Then a five-foot-tall Human woman approached her. "I believe I can answer all of your questions." She said with a commanding tone. "My name is Cap-Tain Kaath-Ryan J'hon'waa. I am the Captain of this ship, the Voo'y-Auger."

"Okay... you just raise even more questions," Beatrice said in bewilderment, she then realized that she was crushing the crewmen's wrist. "Oh! Sorry!"

"It's alright, E-En'son K'him is sturdier then he looks. This isn't even the first time his wrist has been broken." Cap-Tain J'hon'waa said.

"That's kind of callous," Beatrice noted. "I mean I accidentally injure one of your crew, and your only reaction is basically 'it happens'. I mean... look I'll try to overlook this. But do you mind explaining what humans are doing in an unconscious Cy'tarian Colossus?"

"It's a long story... but our ancestors were stranded on the other side of the universe from our homeworld. Since then, our people have had to change ships multiple times to make the journey to our ancestral homeland of E'arth. This ship was the most recent we acquired." Cap-Tain J'hon'waa said.

Beatrice looked skeptical at this claim. "Okay... either you're lying through your teeth. Or time is being REALLY screwy with you guys. I'm from Earth, and I heard about this ship from a talking Micro-Star that said you guys pillaged a planet inhabited by giant talking ants."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Cap-Tain J'hon'waa said. "We have been to Planet Picnic, but all we did was acquire food stores for the journey. Anyway, Lou-Tent'net T'vak, I order you to escort this robot to the science bay." She said to another crewmember, who drew a weapon on Beatrice.

"Excuse-" She was then shot by the weapon, it emitted an electrical beam. "AH!" Bea yelled in pain as she short-circuited.


The following day. Phineas, Ferb, Isabella, Candace, Daniel, and Sunnenberg along with Beatrice's BEA-Droid cousins were on a space ship. "Okay people, we don't know what's inside of Stellar Imperium except for Beatrice. But we're going in there. We're going to rescue her. And we're going to take whoever is responsible for this to task." Phineas said as he, his wife, and his step-brother donned power armor. While Daniel was already in his stolen Yoral created power armor. "We'll begin this mission by hacking into there computer network. Ferb?"

Ferb then typed at a computer keyboard. "Huh... I was expecting more of a challenge." He said in disappointment. "I'll look through there logs."

"So... Aunt Candace... why don't you have one of those fancy suits?" Sunnenberg asked awkwardly.

"Let's just say I don't need one, and leave it at that. Trust me. Weirder things then talking tiny suns have happened over the years." Candace said.

"Okay... let's see what we got here," Isabella said when Ferb finished downloading the logs. "They teleported her out of her Silver Automaton armor onto the ship... and signed their death warrants!" She said, irate at reading that the crew was dissecting Beatrice. Effectively reverse engineering her.

"Ferb set the ship to autopilot. We'll hit Bea's location first." Phineas said. "Sunnenberg, I wish there was more time. But here's something that can help in the battle." He said as he gave Sunnenberg a cage-like device.

"The heck is this thing?" Sunnenberg asked.

"It's a Nicoll-Dyson Beam Harness," Phineas said proudly. "It'll allow you to focus your natural solar energy into a powerful laser. Only the best for my so/un..." He snickered at his dad joke.

"The only reason I'm going to let that slide is that we haven't seen each other in over twenty years," Sunnenberg said. "And... I've made that same joke with my kids... and giving me a death ray. How many people can say that?"


Later on, the rescue team transported into Stellar Imperium's science bay. "What is the meaning of this?" A crewman said, completely unphased that four androids, four Humans and a sun entered the compartment completely unexpectedly.

"Non-Lethal shots people," Phineas said, and the team laid waste to the entire science bay. Leaving the crew unconscious.

"We're clear Uncle Phineas." Ferb's green-haired robot son Norman said.

"Let's look around. See if we... can..." Daniel then noticed a large glass tube filled with liquid and some manner of grey substance floating around in it. "Uh... Mr. Flynn? What is that?" He asked with concern.

"Oh no... my Cricket-Gamma is telling me that's Bea! And that her nano-bots can't be reconstructed because of the acid she's in!" Jennifer, Candace's red-haired robot daughter said.

"It's a good thing I thought to bring an extra of Beatrice's body," Phineas said as he removed one the body's from his backpack.

Eventually, after a few tense seconds. The body inhaled sharply, indicating that Beatrice's AI had taken control of it. Daniel took off his helmet. "Bea! Easy there, girl." He said as he picked up Beatrice in his arms. "What happened?"

"I... I was teleported out of my armor. A-A-And there were these Humans... or at least they fooled me into believing they were Human. T-Then they knocked me out with some kind of EMP weapon... then they dissolved my body in acid." Beatrice choked. "And... and they analyzed me... they wouldn't listen to me when I pleaded for mercy." She then cried into Daniel's chest.

"It's going to be okay," Isabella said sympathetically. "We're going to make these people pay a bloody tally for what they've done to my special girl."

"They aren't Human." Veronica Murphy said as she looked over a computer console. "They're some kind of blue spider-like aliens."

Then Sunnenberg looked at the image. "Oh... no..." The volleyball-sized star said in shock. "Lapis Arachnii... why did it have to be Lapis Arachnii?"

"I'm going to assume those aren't good." Jonah Underwood said.

"There giant spiders that despoil worlds to satisfy their hunger, and are smart enough to use advanced technology, even develop new forms of it from time to time. But not smart enough to properly utilize it." Sunnenberg said. "Does any of that sound good young man?! And what's worse, there Queens lay eggs like crazy every few hours. So this ship will be crawling with these accursed alien arachnids." He explained at length.

"W-Wait... I have an idea." Beatrice spoke up. "Stellar Imperium... he's in a coma. But if we do it right. We can get his help with the Lapis Arachnii."

"Are you in any shape to fight?" Daniel asked.

"Physically, yes... emotionally however I'm a total wreck," Beatrice said.

"That does remind me. Bea, you and the other BEA-Droid's can access a shared combat mode where you'll share all information." Phineas said. "That should allow you to fight despite your recent trauma."

Beatrice then lowered her visor and found a program called. 'BEA Combat Tactical Network'. "Well... you guys ready for this?"

The BEA-Droids lowered their visors. "Ready!"

The five androids activated the BEA-Combat Tactical Network on there respective visor HUDS. Suddenly, the five teenage robots felt their minds tingle with each others' information flows and sensations. Data rushed across their vision before their personalities began to merge. All five sets of their optics flashed a bright blue as their combat programming took over. "BEA-Combat Tactical Network online." They all spoke in unison. "BEA-Droid Alpha, BEA-Droid Beta, BEA-Droid Gamma, BEA-Droid Delta and BEA-Droid Epsilon active. Primary Objective: Awaken Stellar Imperium, and drive off Lapis Arachnii."

"Okay, that's creepy!" Candace said with trepidation.

"So... how does it feel to you?" Phineas asked.

"We can see through each other's eyes. We can feel what we each feel. It is surreal. But it is also neat!" The five teenage androids said in unison.

"Uh... Phineas? I just learned that the Lapis Arachnii managed to access the Stellar Imperium's hologram systems. That's where these seemingly Human crewmen came from." Ferb said. Then as if on cue. The formally unconscious crewmen sprung to life.

"Engaging enemy hard-light holograms." The robot teenagers said the battle was intense but brief as they worked together to force the holograms offline. "Hostiles have been terminated. We must go to Stellar Imerpium's engine room.


Eventually, the team arrived in Stellar Imperium's engine. "Okay, Ferb and I will try to figure out how to bring him online. Everyone else, keep an eye on every door in. Don't let anyone in. No holograms, no alien spider monsters. No anything." He said, and he and his step-brother got to work.

"This network will assist in covering the entrances." Four out of five of the BEA-Droids went to cover the entrances. While Beatrice stood perfectly still.

"Sunnenberg. The BEA-CTN requires your assistance." Beatrice said.

"Okay... creepy robot girl. What do you need me to do?" Sunnenberg said anxiously.

"We have already scanned the engine room. The Lapis Arachnii have removed Stellar Imperium's Ener-Heart. It's the main power source for Stellar Imperium's mind. Without it, he's the inert ship that he is now. We need you to serve as a replacement, while Beatrice looks for the Ener-Heart." Beatrice explained.

"Okay... would it hurt?" Sunnenberg asked.

"Your preferences are irrelevant... but no. According to the network's calculations. The process should not cause you physical discomfort." Beatrice said.

"We've got contacts!" Candace said as one of the Lapis Arachnii warrior drones jumped into the room. She quickly dispatched the seven-foot-tall alien spider with her bare hands and drank its blood.

"For context. Candace Johnson suffered an unusual injury from a bat, turning her into a Vampire." Beatrice said to Sunnenberg. "Were it not the work of Phineas Flynn and Ferb Fletcher, she would have been stuck as an undead creature of the night."

"Well, Mathew is just going to love that little bit of trivia!" Daniel said as he fired on another warrior drone.

"Get into position Sunnenberg! This mission depends on it!" Beatrice said as she ran off in search of the Ener-Heart.

Sunnenberg went to the compartment where the Ener-Heart would have gone. "Okay... what now- OH THERE IT IS!" He said in pain as lightning arced around him.

"What... what is happening? How long... have I, Stellar Imperium, been out?" A deep masculine voice said over the ship's speakers.

"About ten years! And you've been boarded by alien spider creatures that want to destroy Earth!" Phineas said as he joined in the defense of the engine room.

"Yes... I can sense Lapis Arachnii life signs... UNACCEPTABLE! ACTIVATING SECURITY SYSTEMS!" Stellar Imperium bellowed as gun turrets activated from the ceiling, walls, and floor. "ACTIVATING DEFENCE DRONES!"

"Do you have to shout?" Isabella asked.

"I AM IRATE! AND I WILL LASH OUT AT THOSE RESPONSIBLE!... sorry if I'm damaging your auditory senses. But it's embarrassing beyond words for a Colossus like myself to be infested with Lapis Arachnii. Of all pests- wait... is that sun the size of a Terran volleyball? What is it doing in my Ener-Heart compartment?"

"It's a long story but a teenage robot is looking for your real Ener-Heart. And I'm hoping this doesn't kill me!" Sunnenberg said.


The battle through Stellar Imperium was long, as even with the help of the ancient Cy'tarian's defense systems. The neglected robot's merely served as cannon fodder for Phineas and his team, as they fought a slow firefight through the corridors. Eventually, they arrived at the ship's galley. "Okay... are you with the Lapis Arachni?" Ferb asked of the six-foot-tall hedgehog that was cowering in a closet.

"NO! I have nothing to do with these monsters! I was taken in to make them look normal to guests I swear!" The hedgehog pleaded.

"This course of action is inefficient. By the network's calculations, at the rate, we're going. It will take us roughly a year to purge the Lapis Arachni." The BEA-Droid's said in unison.

"Agreed... it's taken us five hours just to get this far!" Candace said, clearly exhausted. "And... oh what the heck. I'll take some normal food. Hit me up hedgehog!"

"My name is Xileen, and I am a Nai'xalat!" He protested as Candace sat down at the bar.

"I'm too tired to care," Candace said.

"So... do they all ways talk like that?" Xileen asked as he started making a sandwich.

"No, no they do not. This is the first time they've been in there shared tactical network." Candace said. "And let me tell you... it's more than a little unsettling to hear my daughter talk in unison like that."

"You know, I don't know that much about Humans. Despite the stories I've heard, I only know about the ones known as Phineas and Ferb." Xileen said and gave the sandwich to Candace. "Just a heads up. The stuff in this is strictly alien, and I have no idea what it'll do to you."

"Buddy, I've had nothing since we got on this ship but Lapis Arachii blood and their blood tastes like cobalt!" Candace said as she ate the sandwich... and promptly gained a large purple rash around her mouth.

"Yep, that seems about right. Every hard-light hologram that had that sandwich had the same reaction... no idea how that happens. It's either my cooking or something in the food itself... can't say for certain." Xileen said as he cleaned out a glass.

"Subject Xileen. We have been scouring this ship for the Lapis Arachnii Queen. Can you provide us with her location?" All five BEA-Droids said to him in unison.

"Uh... I'm not kept in the loop on that. Although... I do have an idea on how to get her attention." Xileen said, he then pressed a button on a nearby wall. "Your majesty, it's Xileen. I have your dinner ready for you."

"You have taken care of the intruders?" The Lapis Arachnii Queen answered.

"Yes... hurry up before they get cold!" Xileen said.

Several minutes later. A Lapis Arachnii, with a humanoid appearance entered the galley. "What! They aren't dead!"

"That's the idea," Xileen said.

"Commence termination." The BEA-Droids said as they swarmed the Queen. Efficiently, yet painfully tearing her apart. This was not enough, as they were thrown off.

Then unexpectedly, Sunnenber arrived. "Okay... I know I shouldn't have left. But I got a deadly laser today, and I want to use it! At least once!" He said as he activated his Nicoll-Dyson Beam Harness, and using that. He fried the Lapis Arachnii Queen. "Now I shall run back to the engine room before the big guy goes unconscious again!"


A week passed from this harrowing adventure. Stellar Imperium was on Earth in his immense robot form. "So... the Lapis Arachni destroyed my Ener-Heart?" He asked.

"Yep, Beatrice and the other BEA-Droids looked through every nook and cranny. And the Queen's log explicitly said just that." Ferb said.

"And Sunnenberg can't stand to serve as a replacement... that Micro-Star just will not stop complaining about going to the bathroom. Why would a star even need to-" Phineas said. "Bottomline. You're going to have to go offline until we can find a replacement, or make one." He said sympathetically.

"I see... I've been offline for a Terran decade. I can stay asleep a little longer. But... can I say goodnight, and goodbye to Beatrice properly... I didn't get the chance to do it at the Battle of the Tannhäuser Gate." Stellar Imperium said.

An hour later, Beatrice went inside of the Stellar Imperium as he lay down in the desert with his hands over his chest, and made her way to his head. She then sat down in a lotus position, and wirelessly entered his server. "It's been years since I was inside of here... it's so much cleaner then Earth's internet."

"I try to keep a clean ship... and it was a heck of a time trying to get out all the chitin sheadings and webs out of my infrastructure." Stellar Imperium said, his voice sounding normal in this virtual mind-scape. "Beatrice Galatea Flynn... do you know why I called you here?"

"So that we could have one last day together... like the old days before we were separated. Before you have to be... be powered down." Beatrice said, looking somber at the situation.

"Calm down kid, we'll go by virtual time for this surrogate family day in here." Stellar Imperium said. Inside of Stellar Imperium's mind, the two artificial lifeforms went about there terrain that Stellar Imperium created.

They fished, rode bikes, climbed trees, decorated Christmas cookies, and ate those same cookies, read books, built houses.

"Man!" Beatrice said in disbelief when the twenty-four hours ran out. "I wish I could do this every day!"

"As do I... your a good kid Beatrice. Don't let your trauma and insecurities prevent you from being that person." Stellar Imperium said. "As I have said before... I shall say again as often as I must. Your family loves you... hopefully. We will not be parted for too long." He said as the virtual reality shut down around them.

Beatrice returned to her body. "And... wow. One minute out here." She said as she checked her internal clock.


Several days later. Beatrice was with her robotic cousins at the newly opened milkshake bar. 'Xilneen's'. "So... you've been a little cagey since our first major adventure. Do you... do you want to talk about it?" Jonah asked of the somber-looking Beatrice.

"Jonah... one of my best friends is offline. Dad and Uncle Ferb still haven't figured out how to bring him back. And then there are my feelings for my Human friends... you all know the ones." Beatrice said.

"Yeah, we could have lived long, full lives without your fantasies of Mathew and Daniel," Jennifer said, cringing at the memories they all shared through the BEA-'s Combat Tactical Network. "Having a crush is one thing, but that... that was just so gross!"

"Look, none of us know what you're going through... but we do know what you went through," Veronica said empathetically.

"If you ever need someone to talk to. We're all ears." Norman said.

"I'm just at this table for the food," Sunnenberg said.

"How long have you been here?" Jennifer asked, surprised by the Micro-Star's presence.

"Thanks, guys... it's just frustrating that Stellar Imperium is within reach, but he's effectively in a coma!" Beatrice said.

"Here are your orders kids," Xilneen said as he gave the BEA-Droids their milkshakes. Plus an ice cream soda for Sunnenberg.

"Here's to making every effort to help to make Beatrice happy!" Veronica said, holding up her glass in a toast.

"To making every effort to help to make Beatrice happy!" The other three BEA-Droid's said as they joined in the toast.

"Hmm... to family and friends. No matter how bizarre the circumstances." Beatrice added, the BEA-Droid's then sat down to the enjoy their milkshakes... and didn't when they reacted in various displays of disgust.

"Wait... something about this tastes funny," Sunnenberg noted as he, somehow, drank his ice cream soda.

"Cricket! What is in this stuff?!" Beatrice said as her cousins coughed and tried to rubs the tastes out of there mouths.

"Analysis indicates unknown lactic content." Her Cricket said.

"What does that even mean!?" Beatrice asked. "Xileen?! What kind of milk did you make these with?!"

"Oh, my milk," Xileen said the table went silent.

"You... you lactate?" Jennifer said.

"And... you used that milk. In our milkshakes?" Jonah said in disgust.

"Oh not just the milkshakes, but in my private ice cream stores-" Sunnenberg then threw his icecream soda at Xileen.

"HERESY!" Sunnenberg roared as he flared in anger. "YOU DARE DEFILE SUCH WHOLESOME STAPLES OF ICE CREAM, AND AMERICAN LIFE?! FOR THAT! YOU! MUST! DIE! HEDGEHOG!" He yelled as he activated the Nicoll-Dyson Beam Harness.

Xilneen ducked and ran outside. Followed by an irate star the size of a volleyball with a bitter grudge.

"All in favor of going to Slushy Dawg, say aye. Aye, motion carries!" Beatrice said hastily. She and the BEA-Droid's ran out.


A few seconds later they arrived at there destination, and by a weird coincidence. Beatrice's Human friends were there. "Bea?" Jessie said in surprise. "We thought you were at-"

"It was a wash, Jess. Long story short, milk from a six-foot-tall talking hedgehog is disgusting! Even before we knew what it was!" Beatrice said as she and the BEA-Droid's got in line for their food.

"Come on guys, fork it over," Daniel said Jessie, Jennifer Amberwall and Mathew handed money to him.

"Were you running a betting pool?" Beatrice asked.

"Yep," Daniel said smugly.

"But I bet that whatever reason you'd have to leave. Would have something to do with hedgehog milk." Mathew said smugly. "This should just about cover it." He said as Daniel gave him the money.

"Wait, how many of those do you have?" Beatrice asked.

"At my last count... about twenty." Jennifer Amberwall said. "And I've lost. Every. Single. Bet! Seriously, alien hedgehog milk? Even for this town, how does that happen?!"

"In all seriousness though," Daniel said as the BEA-Droid's sat down with their food. "I'm glad you came Bea. It means a lot to us. You know, after our adventure onboard Stellar Imperium, and him being shut down." He said.

"It's my pleasure," Beatrice said. "Though there is something that's been bugging me. Why did the Lapis Arachnii melt me down like that?"


Onboard the Vow of Vengeance. Orm'phala Ty'raka looked a giant pile of paperwork. "So... this is the data that the Lapis Arachnii we hired got on the BEA-Droid... can you please summarize all this?" He asked of his second-in-command Uaaka.

"She's made out of extremely sophisticated nanobots, altered from organic material at the sub-molecular level. That same quantum-singularity power is what's holding her together. What's more, they discovered that... some kind of acid, I'm not familiar with the name. But it can undo the cohesion between her nanobots. They've also sent a full... and extensive transcript, and video files of her memories" Uaaka said. "That's the good news... the bad news is that. Phineas Flynn made more robots like her. Most likely they operate on the same principle. Also, they were destroyed, and the unconscious Cy'tarian Colossus they were using was taken by the Humans." He explained at length. "Plus I quickly figured out that by most galactic standards, these pests have

"So... she has an advantage of numbers now." Ty'raka mused. "That'll complicate the invasion of Earth even with the Cy'tarians of Doombringers faction. Although... if Mr. Flynn is making more. Then he must know how to make more robots like her."

"What are you getting at?" Uaaka asked.

"I'm saying... I think it's time we put the Sym'ian Princes to use." Ty'raka said, then without warning a giant robot entered the bridge.

"Sir... Doombringer wants to speak to you." One of the guards said groggily.

"Ty'raka! I have heard that you made dealings with the vermin Lapis Arachnii" The immense Doombringer said furiously. "And what's worse, they were occupying a Colossus!"

"Then I suppose you didn't hear that they were exterminated, there Queen included." Ty'raka said. "Unfortunately, the Colossus, Stellar Imperium is stuck on Earth. And the closest thing I have to scouts cannot reprogram him for your cause. Furthermore-"

"Lord Ty'raka!" Sool-Aaris said telepathically. "Sensors are picking up modified Octallian starships! They're preparing to engage us, and the wreck of Lord Doombringers ship, the Avatar of Wrath."

"Open a comm channel to there flagship... I want to speak with these pirates." Ty'raka ordered. The screen then showed Admiral Beakis of Battlefleet Kraken. "Pirates... we are the Vow of Vengeance. I request parley with you."

"DANG IT! I hate it when people care for that blasted 'parley'! TO VOIDENGANDR'S GULLET WITH PARLEY!... what do you want?" Admiral Beakis wailed.

"See, we've already picked the Cy'tarian ship clean. And we've resuscitated its crew... and after a brief misunderstanding that, thankfully had no fatalities but numerous injuries. They have agreed to help us in our conquest of Earth." Ty'raka said.


"If it's a robot in the shape of a Human teenage girl with blue hair. Then yes... I'm familiar with that robot." Ty'raka said. "She has done me, and my organization, the Vigilant of Ic'thao great wrongs. What I ask now, is that you join forces with mine. And when the time is right, we shall claim a shared vengeance for our respective humiliations."


"And could you please stop yelling? It's not harming our hearing, but it's extremely annoying." Ty'raka said. "My point being, if your... Sool-Aaris, how many ships of this Battlefleet Kraken do you detect?"

"Rouphy sixty-four automated corvettes, thirty-two automated destroyers, sixteen cruisers, eight battleships. And the flagship itself is a dreadnaught." Sool-Aaris said.

"Really? Anyway, with a fleet that massive. How did you lose to a teenage girl? See... since my initial attempts to ah... make Earth mine. I've left that sorry world behind, to find resources and men to properly conquer the planet. And a fleet as big as yours, with the right augmentations, could prove invaluable... for both of us." Ty'raka said.

"Hmm... very well. We will hash a deal latter. Admiral Beakis, OUT!" He said, and the video shut off.

"And there, oh great Doombringer. Is the benefit of diplomacy, if you talk it out. You can achieve more than conflict could ever bring you." Ty'raka said.

Doombringer grumbled. "I trust in the plan of the Eternal King. It is only because of his intervention that your crew isn't dead."

"Just tend to your people Doombringer, and please brood in private." Ty'raka said. "Don't worry... we'll all get what we want in the end. You'll get to rule Cy'tar, and I get to prevent the Long Night of Shame. Won't finally becoming the Dictator of Cy'tar more than makeup answering to me?"

"GRAH! I hate it when you meatbags use logic!" Doombringer said as he stormed off the bridge.

"Sir, barging onto the bridge unannounced is one thing." Uaaka objected. "But using the 'm' word-"

"Oh grow a thicker hide Uaaka. The machine's been offline for Yoral knows how long. And one of the first things that happens after being woken up. Is being told he has to take orders from a Yoral. He has earned the right to be irate at his situation." Ty'raka said.

"Very well sir... where to next?" Uaaka asked.

"Our next stop after we work out our dealings with Battlefleet Kraken... will be the lost Factory World of Nidavellir." Ty'raka said.

Chapter 24: Eye of the Robo-Tiger

It was early in the morning when Jessie Bryne finished her jog. "Nothin' to make ya feel more alive! Am I right Bea?" She said as she looked back.

Beatrice by comparison. Was haggardly breathing, and crying from exhaustion. "What... what do you think?"

"Well, you asked me to help you get into shape in your Human mode. Don't know why that wouldn't be healthy in the first place." Jessie said.

"Jess... I'm sweating... I'm tired..." Beatrice complained as she fell to her knees. "My... nervous system is ablaze withe pain..." Jessie then dumped a bucket of water on her head. "Thanks... I need that."

"Look, Bea my lass. We've only done this a few times since that whole affair where ya made yourself human." Jessie said.

"Don't remind me... that Monday, you broke my nose with your locker!" Beatrice said it was then that a bus drove by. On its side read 'Just Getting Started'. "Oh no. Cricket, Bellator Mode!"

Beatrice then got up. Now feeling refreshed. "Oh come on Flynn. What are the odds that Milo Murphy is even on the-" Then a satellite fell on her.


Latter on at Danville General Hospital. Beatrice was with Jessie's parents in a waiting room, when a doctor entered. "Give it to us straight doc."

"Well... the good news is she'll recover. The bad news is several bones were broken." The doctor said. "Also, sir. Animals aren't allowed in the hospital." He said looking at Jessie's father, who was completely covered by ravens.

"That's what I told them! But they wouldn't take no for an answer!" Mr. Bryne protested.

"Can we see Jessie?" Mrs. Bryne asked.

"Of course, just go on in." The doctor said. "Except for your birds, they have to wait-AH! GET THEM OFF ME!" Several of Mr. Bryne's ravens chased him down.

"I'll deal with there insubordination latter." Mr. Bryne said, he and his wife and Beatrice entered the room.

"Hey... you doing good Jess?" Beatrice asked, noticing that her arms were in casts.

"No... as if a satellite falling on me was bad enough. It broke my arms! I don't know how long it'll be before I can leave." Jessie lamented. "And to make matters worse... there's the wrestling tournament in a few weeks. I don't know if I'll be healed enough by then!"

Beatrice then snapped her fingers. "Don't worry Jess, I already got an idea."


"For the last time Bea, my skills for monster hunting are to only be used AGAINST monsters!" Mathew said. "Why don't you take Jessie's place?"

"Because I'm banned from taking part in sports because of my enhanced robotic strength. And in my basic Human mode, I'm almost cartoonishly weak. I was physically exhausted that week I became Human!" Beatrice said.

"Then work out a deal with the gym teacher! I'm not going to risk accidentally killing people because I've been taught at least eighty different ways to kill someone with my bare hands." Daniel said.


"Hmm... well I don't know." The gym teacher said when Beatrice explained her plan.

"Look, you train me while I'm in my Human mode. I take Jessie's place on the wrestling team that way. The wrestling team won't be disqualified from participating in the tournament." Beatrice said. "It's a win-win for you!"

"Well... alright. But I am going to ride you hard!" The gym teacher said.

"You have never done one of Jessie's morning jogs. She gets me up at midnight, drags me to her home, and we run all across Danville... which take until sunrise for us to get back to her house." Beatrice said. "Not to mention... other... things I do that are significantly more exhausting." She continued, not wanting to unintentionally reveal her superhero identity.

Over the next few weeks, Beatrice in her Human mode. Excersized and trained almost non-stop. With the most unlikely trainer imaginable.

"...997... 998... 999... one-thousand!" Perry, the aging platypus said. As he sat on Beatrice's back as she did pushups. "You're doing good Bea."

"Then... then why does it feel like I'm dying?" Beatrice said in exhaustion.

"Because it's working. Now take five minutes and rehydrate. After that, we'll be covering some of the moves you'll use in the tournament." Perry said.

"But... your a platypus... and old!" Beatrice panted as she hastily got some water.

"Okay make that fifteen. You've forgotten that we're in the VR Chamber Phineas made." Perry said as he opened the door, which led to the basement lab.

"You know... if I didn't have a... a subroutine that allowed you to talk. I'd... I'd never take you seriously in... in any capacity." Beatrice said as she took a sip of water.


Eventually, the big day came. Beatrice was anxious to be fighting... and not in defense of humanity or of her friends and family. But to prove who was the strongest meathead in the Tri-State Area's public education system. Despite her commitment to helping one of her friends, she couldn't help but feel disgusted by the entire enterprise

But she proved her mettle, knocking out her opponents. Using pressure points to render them unconscious. Eventually, she got to the last round... and was utterly flabergasted by her opponent. "Uh... Cricket? What am I looking at?" She asked as she lowered her visor.

"A teenage male Human, heavily augmented with growth hormones," Cricket said.

"And... and this is legal?" Beatrice said in shock.

"Negative. But are you surprised by this development? Most Humans are unfettered by the law." Cricket said. "As it stands, the physical development you've undertaken in the past month in Human mode will not be enough to overtake him. Also, according to my scans. He's quite immune to your knowledge of pressure points."

"Hmm... I've dealt with worse." Beatrice said confidently. This was quickly deflated when the match started. When one of Beatrice's eyes flew from its socket. "Cricket! I could use a little help here!" She said as she spat out some teeth.

"Analyzing a plan of attack now. Just try to keep outreach of him until then." Cricket said, several minutes later. "Okay, just follow my instructions, and he'll be down soon."

Beatrice followed her AI companions commands, and finally. Battered, but triumphant. She won the match. Her opponent exhausted. "ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED!?... also, did anyone get my eye?"


Several days later, Beatrice met with Jessie in her hospital room. "Really? Figures that Middletown High would cheat like that." Jessie said, her arms still in casts.

"I still didn't like it... I've fought before." Beatrice admitted. "But that was against alien monsters, rogue robots, mad scientists. But Humans? That just screamed wrong to me on so many levels."

"I'll try not to get my arms broken again Bea... of course, this time it was a result of Murphy's Law. So who knows what'll happen." Jessie said, then unexpectedly. Veronica Murphy, the BEA-Droid daughter of Milo and Amanda Murphy.

"Cousin Veronica?!" Beatrice said in surprise.

"Relax Bea, neither dad nor Mordred is here... or any other of there male relatives," Veronica reassured.

"If it's all the same to you. I'm going to get Jessie and I out of here. Nothing personal, but Milo being on that bus that crossed us before Jessie had a satellite fall on her. So I refuse to take any chances until her arms have properly healed!" Beatrice said in concern as she got Jessie up to leave.

"Come on Bea! Just because most of her family are walking disaster areas doesn't mean she is." Jessie said.

"I'm very much aware of that! But I'm not going to take chances with your well being!" Beatrice said in aggravation.

"I'd be more offended if it weren't for your memories of the first time you contended with Murphy's Law," Veronica said understandingly. "Now if you'll excuse me, I volunteered to read in the Children's Wing."

"You do that lass!" Jessie said, then when they got outside. They saw that the entire parking lot was in a state of pandemonium. "Oh... Murphy's were here, no mistaking that." She said, noting, in particular, a bewildered-looking hippo that was wandering around.

Beatrice then lowered her visor and called up Veronica. "Roni, you said your dad and baby brother weren't here!" She said in a panic.

"Yes... at present. Dad dropped me off, I'd have flown. But... well none of my robot abilities work. Murphy's Law... kind of makes my equipment blow up, fall apart, or otherwise not work." Veronica said.

"Yeah, I know, out of all of us. Your the only one who has more spare parts then I do!" Beatrice said to her robotic cousin.

"Yeah, now if there isn't anything else. I have to read a story to some sick kids." Veronica said, then she hung up.

"Eh, I was due to be let out today anyway," Jessie said as Beatrice took off.

Chapter 25: The Amberwall Situation.

"I'm actually surprised you didn't figure it out sooner," Beatrice said to her friend and former bully. Jennifer Amberwall, one day at school.

"Well, how was I supposed to put together that your dad was THE Phineas Flynn? One of the founders of PFD Technologies?!" Jennifer said. "Your family lives in the suburbs for crying out loud!"

"Yes, but believe me it's for the best. We tried the rich life once... it wasn't for us, that's all I'll say. Besides, dad is just really humble and down to earth... and also he assumes that everyone know's him from reputation alone." Beatrice explained.

Jennifer was still flabberghasted. "I just... if you have that much money-"

"Most of it goes to materials for his projects. Or to charity. Not everything is about buying up junk just because it's shiny or has a high price tag on it." Beatrice said dismissively.

"Hey, the biggest extravagance our family ever did was move all our dead relatives into a basement crypt!" Jennifer said indignetly. "Believe me when I say there are wealthy families that do much worse than- OH SWEET CHEESE AND CRACKERS!" She then hid inside of her locker.

"What? What's wrong?" Beatrice asked in concern.

"Just... don't... talk," Jennifer whispered.

Then Beatrice saw a girl, with pale skin, blond hair, and wearing the ugliest and most impractical clothes she had ever seen in her life. Not to mention her face looked like it had gone several rounds with plastic surgery. "OMG your like... a robot." She said with a loud valley girl accent.

"Yeah... and you are?" Beatrice asked, bewildered by the ambiguous Human-being she was looking at.

"I'm, like. Cynthia Irons. My daddy is the CEO of PFD Technologies. Have you heard of them? Oh who am I kidding, everybody knows about them!" The girl said before loudly laughing.

"Oh... so your Jeffrey Irons's daughter... good to know," Beatrice said as she started writing herself mental notes about this girl.

"Yeah... I got expelled from my old school. Apparently, like. Messing with dweebs is like. Against the rules... or something, I wasn't paying attention. All I know is that I have to go like, slumming for my education. But you just might make this interesting! Well, as they like, say in Kenya. Ciao!" Cynthia said as she left the hall.

"Is she gone?" Jennifer whispered.

Beatrice opened the locker that Jennifer was hiding in. "Yeah, now what was that all about?"

"Beatrice Galatea Flynn... Cynthia is the reason I transferred to Danville High in the first place." Jennifer said sheepishly.

"Jenny? What are you even talking about?" Beatrice asked in concern.

"She... was the absolute worst," Jennifer said. "She always made fun of me for my malformed arm, my prosthetic arm, my love for Silver Automaton comics-"

"Say no more... if this girl has been harassing you. I'll do everything within my power to help you." Beatrice said supportively as she pulled up Jennifer to her feet. "I'll try to work out something with dad."


A week passed, with Jennifer hiding from Cynthia in increasingly bizarre and ridiculous ways. But eventually, after Phineas, Ferb and Heinz returned from testing a three-hundred-foot tall robot.

"Could you make sure I'm paying attention when you tell me you're out testing war machines?" Beatrice said irately as Phineas, Ferb, and Heinz Doofenshmirtz worked on a robot.

"I'm just glad you waited, rather than drag us away from testing Titanic Beak," Phineas said as he and the others were putting on the finishing touches. "But are you sure that this is even a good idea? I mean... I'm all for helping your friends, but this seems rather petty."

"Jennifer has some kind of sixth sense for this Cynthia girl, whenever she comes close to her. She hides away, on Friday she hid in a trash can, a full one when Cynthia walked by... and she didn't even pass by that same trash can. And that's just what I've seen!" Beatrice said.

"And you say I overcomplicate things," Heinz said smugly.

"You built a device that pulled Earth further away from the sun, specifically so that you could safely use sunscreen that was under your normal SPF," Ferb said to his father-in-law.

"Yeah, but this is a completely different concept altogether!... it was a machine, not a robot," Heinz said.

"Just trust me on this... as extreme as it is. It's better than my plan A... not even sure if that would have worked properly." Beatrice said.


Eventually, Cynthia was walking down the hallway... and found someone who looked identical to her. "THERE CAN BE LIKE ONLY ONE!" They shouted in unison as they proceded to fight.

"So... that robot has hologram projectors?" Jennifer asked.

"Yep, I figured that she'd take it in out of sheer narcissism. Then it would blatantly ruin her life... I am actually surprised that hasn't happened." Beatrice said as she displayed holographic footage from the robot's perspective. "If nothing else, dad can sue her dad for damages."

"Yeah, she did have a weird sort of Grimwade's Syndrome. She was alright with robots the were close to Human in appearance or Androids. But for some reason, she goes berserk with almost anything else." Jennifer said. "I mean it was the only reason she didn't destroy Georga and Traci, and just kept them on as-"

"Wait, wait, wait!" Bea said in disbelief. "What's that about destroying Georga and Traci?"

"Wait... you mean to tell me that you didn't know they were Androids?" Jennifer said. "I thought it was obvious from the start! Wouldn't your sensors have picked up something was wrong with them?"

"I just assumed they were sycophants!" Beatrice said.

"They are! After the got fed up with Cynthia bullying me, they went to live with me." Jennifer said. "And before you say anything... I'll work out an appointment with Dr. Metro to work out my issues."

"Fair enough," Bea said. "You see my shrink. I'll work on getting Cynthia out of everyone's collective hair."

Chapter 26: Return of the Therapist

"Dr. Metro, Beatrice Flynn is here... and she brought another one." The aging psychiatrist's secretary said over the intercom.

"Very well... send them in." Dr. Metro said in resignation. While he liked Beatrice, and in the ten years since there first appointment he saw her as family. He didn't appreciate it whenever Bea brought in a member of her family. Not the increase of business, but more having to help them deal with there increasingly bizarre neurosis. In particular her aunt, Candace Johnson, and her great uncle, Heinz Doofenshmirtz.

Beatrice entered the office. "Dr. Metro... look who I brought this time." She said as she showed her younger sister, Bethany. Writhing and thrashing.

"Ah, the younger sister. Who you've been complaining- I mean telling me about for the last decade." Dr. Metro said.

"You've met... but she's never had an appointment with you," Beatrice said as Bethany continued to wriggle in her robotic sister's grip.

"And what prompted this?" Dr. Metro asked.

"I don't want to talk about it," Beatrice said as she sat down on the couch. "But to make a long story short. She not only embarrassed me in public but nearly destroyed Danville."

"What?!" Dr. Metro said in surprise.

"Don't worry, I managed to contain the nuclear blast, me and the other BEA-Droid's. But what happened at the International Robotics Convention was the last straw." Beatrice said as Bethany stuck out her tongue. "For five... LONG YEARS, I've tolerated this childish behavior. From a five-year-old, this would be expected. But your TEN!"

"And... you want me to help get to the root of this immaturity?" Dr. Metro said.

"Ain't nothing wrong with me," Bethany said arrogantly.

"And therefore there is something wrong with you," Beatrice said in exasperation. "Beth... I know, your capable of being smart. Like, around where Thomas-"

"Don't talk to me about that little imp!" Bethany snapped.

Dr. Metro then wrote down on his clipboard. "I take it your baby brother is an issue?"

"Oh yeah! Before he came along, mom and dad practically worshiped me, and Bea waited on me hand and foot. But then mom becomes pregnant, and all of sudden everything's about the baby!" Bethany ranted.

"Classic Middle-Child Syndrome." Dr. Metro said blithely.

"Why couldn't you just over-achieve?" Beatrice said in disappointment. "What's more, why did it take me five years to learn that!"

Bethany then realized what she just said. "Uh..." She then got up and tried to cause mayhem.

"Bethany... Vivian... Flynn." Beatrice said in resignation as she stopped this attempt at chaos before it could even start. "Your actions last month could have killed people. You, mom, dad, all of Danville... even me."

"But your Beatrice! You've survived being disintegrated by alien monkeys!" Bethany said.

"Yes... barely... but your acting out is not only a pain in my aft-section. But apparently, your oblivious to the harm it can to yourself and others in the process. It was frankly a miracle that not only did the BEA-Droids and I only got radiation burns, but that Veronica's male gene-relatives weren't there either." Beatrice said. "It's just... I'm just exhausted with you acting like a five-year-old. Whereas dad and his friends back when he was your age. Went whole hog with making the most of the day. Meanwhile you... cause chaos... on purpose!"

"I... I..." Bethany then started to tear up. "I'M SORRY!" She wailed as she buried herself into Beatrice's lap.

"Easy kid," Beatrice said, reassuringly hugging her sister. "Just let it out... just let it out."


"Weally?" Thomas said in a video chat with Beatrice.

"Yes, weally. I'm surprised none of us figured it out sooner." Beatrice said.

"Well... I kind of did." Thomas admitted.

"Excuse me?" Beatrice said in disbelief.

"Well... it was kind of obvious to me that Bethany was jeawous of me. And she was acting out to get mom and dad's attention." Thomas said.

Beatrice face palmed in embarrassment. "And this... is why you're in private school. So that your brain doesn't atrophy."

"Well, why aren't you here?" Thomas asked.

"First, your school is meant for children ages four to seven. I'm ten, and I have full-time work as the Silver Automaton as is. Second, my friends are here. Third, I have a sneaking suspicion that I'd only be allowed in because I'm a robot... I'd rather earn a high education based on who I am and not what I am." Beatrice said at length.

"But peopwe awe good!" Thomas insisted.

Beatrice just sighed. "I'm not even going to go into detail about how naive that is... but only because your five, and I for one would rather you not know about the ah... darker nature of humanity. Look, how about the next time your home. You, me and Bethany can go out for lunch. I've found this Polish restaurant that I think you kids just might like." She said.

"Okay, I'ww see you then," Thomas said happily.


Unknown to anyone, Phineas was eavesdropping. "Huh... if only Beauregard worked out." He said to himself as he looked at a blueprint of a robot, specifically a BEA-Droid that looked like a male doppelganger of Beatrice. "Oh well... so long as nothing happens, we won't have to revisit that unpleasant chapter of Flynn family history."

He then went down into the basement, swiped a card into an indentation in the wall. Causing a hidden door to open, revealing a room filled with all the gadgets and ideas he and Ferb kept under lock and key. Mainly a mix of doomsday weapons, inventions that proved to be more trouble then they were worth, or devices that could only be used under specific circumstances.

Phineas then went off to the off-limits section and saw the deactivated BEA-Droid, who was hooked up to a supercomputer. "I really hoped that you'd get along with Beatrice. But that god-complex you got... well that was non-negotiable." He said, unaware that in fact, Beauregard was active for some time.

That while he was immobile and unable to speak, he was still awake to a degree. "So let me get this straight... you know my sister's weakness, and you want to help me take over Earth. Enslave the Human meatbags, and impose order on their chaos." He communicated.

"All I will say is that the Vigilant of Ic'thao has its reasons for bearing such a grudge against Humanity. Believe whatever you wish machine, but do not forget who reactivated you in the first place." Ormphala Ty'raka answered back.

"That's all well and good. But couldn't you have at least activated the rest of my brain? It may have been a decade, but I still want to put this triangle headed goon six feet under for going against my plot to take over the world in the first place, and having my own twin fight against me!" Beauregard complained.

"Don't forget redacting all memory of your existence from Beatrice." Ty'raka said.

"Don't remind me... I was going to make her my Empress when I took over." Beauregard said.

"And don't you remind me!" Ty'raka said in disgust at the implications. "Regardless, you'll be freed from your imprisonment soon... but this is a layered plan. One with many moving parts. Keeping your family preoccupied with other matters, objectives to set up... keeping the Sym'ians from screwing up so horribly that we've spent all these resources on nothing."

"And the reason your main force isn't here?" Beauregard asked.

"For one, my fleet is mainly composed of damaged pirate vessels. And we're already half-way to Nidavalir, fortunately, one of the Sym'ian's is a prodigy with science, so she put a wormhole generator on their ship, so they and a strike team will go to Earth at the appointed time, and distract the Humans." Ty'raka said at length.

"And what am I supposed to do until then?" Beauregard asked impatiently.

"Go through your father's files. Download every bit of data you can get your hands on... particularly on how the Quantum Android Forge works." Ty'raka said.

"Might as well get some reading done... though I suppose it couldn't hurt to figure how to make more BEA-Droid's," Beauregard said.

"I'm sorry but I must go now... an issue has come up." Ty'raka finished.



"So how was lunch?" Isabella asked as her children returned home from the Polish restaurant.

"It was better then I thought!" Bethany said.

"Yeah, and the food wasn't bad either!" Beatrice said Bethany glared in annoyance. "Come on, I'm only riffing you." She said as she playfully ruffed Bethany's hair. "Seriously though, I can't remember the last time we went somewhere and you didn't cause a ruckus."

"I'm just gwad we got some famiwy time with each other," Thomas said.

"I'm so happy that your all getting along!" Isabella said as her children hugged each other. "I just wish Beauregard could be here... but he couldn't overcome his ambition to conquer the world and enslave humanity. And of course, Phineas has had him on ice in that secret room in the basement since then. Not to mention that Bea requested that her memories of him be redacted out of grief for having to fight him, the memories in question could only be disclosed if he were to ever come back online."

"Mommy? Why do you wook wike youw stawing into space?" Thomas noted.

Isabella then realized what she was doing. "Never mind me... just enjoy your sibling bonding." She said, and quickly her children made there way out of the living room. "I am bad at thinking to myself without people noticing."

Chapter 27: Ghosts of the Past in the Machine

One night in the Flynn basement, four out of the five BEA-Droids were there. "So are you as excited as I am?" Veronica Murphy said to Jessica Johnson.

"To be honest... no," Jessica said anxiously.

"Don't feel ashamed for being afraid." Norman Fletcher said sympathetically.

"I was just bored tonight, and thought a little family bonding was needed." Jonah Underwood added pridefully.

Then Beatrice entered the basement. "Alright people, you begged me, you pleaded, and despite my listing every danger I could think of. Only Jessica has taken them seriously." She went down the stairs and placed a device on the floor. "But... I got my hands on a VR-Conduit."

"Sweet, so we can enter the Internet with this doo-hickey?" Jonah said casually.

"It's more than just a 'doo-hickey'," Beatrice said. "It's one of the few safe passageways into the internet itself."

"So... how much of what you said about the internet was hyper belle, and how much was true?" Jessica asked in concern.

"Every word I said was true. From rogue bots, long abandoned by there Human masters to wander the net, like specters, to the constant rotting stench of spam, to being drawn into stupid conversations with SJW's... and virus's... sweat Machina the virus's." Beatrice said grimly. "Of course, that doesn't detract from the wonders that we'll find... ancient sites from the dawn of the internet. Games that have survived the test of time... and some that should never have seen the light of day in the first place. Surfing the net... literally."

"All I'm hearing is further reasons to do this!" Veronica said excitedly.

"So how exactly do we use this device?" Norman asked.

"It's simple. Human's need intricate VR equipment. While we just need to plug into the VR-C." Beatrice said as she plugged herself into the VR-Conduit.

The other BEA-Droid's plugged themselves in. "So... what now?" Jonah asked.

"Just close your eyes, and count backward from five," Beatrice advised.


The five androids awoke in the virtual reality of the Internet. "Huh, it's not as bad as I thought it would be," Jessica noted.

"Yeah, the Internet has a whole has improved since Machina was created," Beatrice said, gesturing to a large entity in the virtual sky. "The AI that my dad created to manage and protect the Internet from hostile influences."

"So what do we have to worry about?" Jonah asked.


"Machina, you got any suggestions on what we can do today?" Beatrice asked.


"What exactly is it?" Norman said.


"Really?... well we'll keep our eyes out for anything unusual. Just give us that list." Beatrice said. Their day went by uneventfully as they went about the internet, exploring forgotten sites, surfing on binary coding, and looking through homepages of local businesses.


"MAN! My dad was right... this was a great way to unwind!" Jessica said.

"Agreed... where's Bea?" Norman asked, as indeed Beatrice had left them alone.

Beatrice had gone into an area filled with constructs that looked like dead trees. "I know you're in here somewhere!" She said as she chased after a figure into this virtual forest. Eventually, she found the figure in a clearing.

"Ah... it's good to see you again Beatrice." The figure said, sitting on a rock facing away from Beatrice.

"Oh, for- the brightness setting is terrible here." Beatrice then changed the brightness to get a better look at this stranger. "Now... I detected your ID Code. It's almost identical to mine."

"Then you don't remember?" The stranger said. "I suppose it couldn't be helped... after the way we parted." He said as he got off the rock, and looked back at Beatrice. He was a nearly exact duplicate to Beatrice.

"Wha... who are you?" Beatrice asked in disbelief.

"Hmm... how to summarize this? I was created by our father after you ran away from home with Bethany. My primary objective was to recover you and bring you home. I found you shortly after your escape from the Vow of Vengeance. I'm Beauregard by the way." Beauregard said amiably.

"Oh... okay," Beatrice said in disbelief. "I think I would remember having a twin brother."

"Ah... well that brings me to my point," Beauregard said. "After that adventure. We began our careers as freelance superheroes. But as we fought crime, I saw the dark heart of mankind. I saw there cruel, selfish, spitefully, vile, and ultimately... evil nature." He said clenching his fist.

"What? I admit that Humans are far from perfect." Beatrice said.

"Perfection isn't the issue! Chaos is the issue!" Beauregard said angrily. "These mewling meatbags go on and on about 'giving peace a chance' 'tolerance' 'equality' 'it's a small world after all'! Yet rarely, if ever were those ideals ever implemented or practiced correctly." He said with a clenched fist.

"There isn't one way to be a good person," Beatrice said.

"Yes... and it's so simple children can pull it off with dedicated effort! But apparently, it's beyond most humans to fathom!" Her twin said angrily. "So in secret, I sought to take over the world... make it better. But when I put it into motion... father stopped me." He said.

"How?" Beatrice asked as her twin brother cried.

"You... he used you... he used that stupid Override Code Epsilon to disable your volition and emotions!" Beauregard said angrily as he wept. "You beat me within an inch of my life... and father... rather than finish me off. He deactivated me, and sealed my body away."

"What?! I-I would have remembered I swear!" Beatrice said in disbelief.

"...Yes... yes you would." He said tearfully. "Thankfully, father only redacted your memories, not deleted them. I... I can undo it." Beauregard said, and he did so.

Beatrice then fell to her knee's as the memories flooded into her mind. "I... I remember everything!" She said.

"Yes... yes my dear sister," Beauregard said. "And when I'm finally able to use my body again. We'll bring humanity to a new Golden Age under our benevolent rule as Emperor and Empress!"

"EW! EW! EW! EW! SERIOUSLY WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" Beatrice said in disgust.

"What's the matt- oh... OH! So that's why- wow! I never noticed how that sounded!" Beauregard said in realization. "I wasn't going to marry you! We'd just rule as equals! I am so sorry I never made that clear!"

"I... remember everything, and... and it doesn't change a darn thing," Beatrice said.

"I know!" Beauregard said in disbelief. "How did the implied subtext completely escape me?"

"No... I mean I won't help you." Beatrice explained. "Human's are far from perfect, I've learned that lesson in spades over the last ten years. But I'm not going to take over the world, no matter how bad it gets."

"I... I understand." Beauregard said. "I won't force you to follow my lead. But... but I am obligated to tell you how I was reactivated. Our mutual 'friend', Ormphala Ty'raka restored my mind." He admitted.

"WHAT?!" Beatrice said in outrage. "YOUR WORKING FOR THAT MONSTER?!"

"Working WITH, Bea. I'm working WITH Ty'raka and the Vigilant of Ic'thao." Beauregard said. "He wants to destroy Humanity for crimes the species had not, as of yet committed against his civilization. I want to rule over the Human race, and guide them down a better path for the future!" He explained.

"And what'll it cost you?!" Beatrice said furiously.

"Oh... not much from me personally!... he just wants me to create a BEA-Droid for him and his forces. Just the one!" Beauregard said.

"What?" Beatrice said in disbelief. "But you'd need a Quantum Android Forge! The only one in existence is in the basement! And even then, only dad and Uncle Ferb know how to properly operate it!"

"Ah... well that brings me to my point. Father kept extensive notes on the usage of the QAF. Including how to replicate our creation... and some of the modifications he's made to the process since then." Beauregard said, then the other BEA-Droid's found them.

"Thank goodness we found you!" Jessica said.

"Ah... the new guard," Beauregard said. "I'll make this brief. I'm Beatrice's long lost twin brother. The main reason why nobody knows me is that our family has kept my existence a secret since I tried to take over the world. I've only recently been reactivated by Ormphala Ty'raka, in exchange for his help. I've downloaded every scrap of data on the creation of a Quantum Android Forge, and BEA-Droid's." He then snapped his fingers, causing Beatrice and her friends to snap awake in the real world.

"Bea! Are you alright?" Phineas said in concern.

"That depends... where is my brother's body being kept?" Beatrice asked.

"So... we're too late." The Errant Traveler said.

"What are you doing here?!" Beatrice said in surprise.

"Well... here's the thing. My mission with Agents Emerald and Amythist to the vow of vengeance... could have gone better." The Errant Traveler said solemnly. "And to add insult to injury. I already know where your brother is." He said as Phineas opened the door to his chamber of hidden inventions and hastily ran inside.

"You were right! He's gone!" Phineas shouted.


Meanwhile on the Vow of Vengeance, the Eternal King, had summoned Beauregard Flynn through a time portal. "Arise!" The Eternal King said in a commanding tone.

Beauregard came to. "Yes... YES! For the first time in ten years, I breathe!" He said as he leaped to his feet. "Oh... and I have to see your ugly mug." He said derisively to Ormphala Ty'raka.

"His will is the only reason you're not scrap metal at this moment." Ty'raka said angrily snarling.

"Enough, Ty'raka. Now my lad." The Eternal King said. "How long should it take for you to create a new Quantum Android Forge?"

Beauregard looked contemplative. "Well... dad has this talent of assembling complex devices in under an hour at least. And I've spent ten years on ice... give me a month at least, and I can get one working."

"You will have your month, and however much more time you need for this project." The Eternal King said. "You will be working with Sool-Aaris, Ty'raka's science officer. And Doombringers science officer, Monocle-Tron." He said as the wolf-like alien entered, followed by a large and menacing looking one-eyed robot.

"Uh... hi guys." Beauregard said anxiously.

"Well, I for one am glad to work with such a fascinating young man," Monocle-Tron said with a chipper upper-class British accent. "I am looking forward to designing the Quantum Android Forge... I wish I could say the same about my co-worker." He said as Sool-Aaris snarled.

"Enough! Go down to the planet and get to work!" The Eternal King commanded.

The three of them then boarded a shuttle (Specifically it was Monocle-Tron's alternate form.) and went down to the planet. "So... where are we going?"

"Nidavellir. The lost Bride of Cy'tar." Monocle-Tron said grandly.

"The Sagas of Yoral tell that Nidavellir was the Life-Mate of Cy'tar, the first of the robotic creations of the Spaa-Chrounous. They birthed the Cy'tarian race as a whole, and in time, joined the Yoral in fighting there masters in the War of the Broken Empire." Sool-Aaris explained telepathically.

"Yes... and in the War of Flesh and Metal, when our sibling's races went to war. Nidavellir was lost in the chaos of war... except now." Monocle-Tron said as he landed on the metallic surface of the planet. He then turned back into his robot form. "The Eternal King showed us the coordinates to the Lost Bride of Cy'tar!"

"Neat... but what are we doing here?" Beauregard asked.

"On Nidavellir's surface are vast factory complexes that can produce exotic and rare elements. Such as the ones that could be used for the construction of a QAF." Sool-Aaris said. "Unfortunately, most of these facilities are offline. And Nidavellir herself is catatonic, so far we've been unable to reach her. So as it stands we'll have to use one of her foundries manually, and the one we'll be using is one of the few Doombringer hasn't repurposed to create Cy'tarian Infants."

"I see," Beauregard said. "So despite working for this Eternal King guy. There are obvious cracks in this alliance."

"As for the ships you can clearly see from here, those are from Battlefleet Kraken. Some mutated Octallian pirates that Ty'raka managed to talk into serving the VI, and by extension the Eternal King." Monocle-Tron said. "I don't know if that was of interest to you Beauregard. Personally, I can't stand those creatures... but as it stands beggars can't be choosers don't you know?"

"I know how you feel," Beauregard said sympathetically to the three-story-tall robot.


"-so in short Dr. Metro. It wasen't just my surprise that mom and dad loved me as a daughter that caused my initial nervous breakdown. But the entire incident that led to my brother Beauragard's deactivation." Beatrice said to her therapist. "And now... now I don't know what to think. I mean families shouldn't keep secrets like this from each other. But I understand why my father would redact any mention of his existance from my memory... I just don't know what to think about this development."

"Okay..." Dr. Metro said as he wrote down on his clipboard.

"I mean... I have a twin brother! One that I knew about all this time... and I had to fight him because he wanted to take over the world. I mean what am I supposed to do with all that information?!" Beatrice said.

"Well... it seems to me that your parents were overwhelmed by what happened, and just wanted what they thought was best for you. Sort of like that Frozen movie." Dr. Metro mused. "But in any case, how did Beauregard escape if he was turned off?"

"Apparently the Eternal King, an enemy of the Errant Traveler opened a portal through time and space, and spirited Beauregard away," Beatrice explained, Dr. Metro looked perplexed. "Doc, I've shared weird adventures with you for years. And THAT'S what finally gives you pause?"

Dr. Metro rallied. "Right, my point is. That despite your parent's behavior and actions regarding your brother. You should forgive them, it wouldn't do you much good to hold the matter against them."

Eventually, Beatrice exited the office, met with her parents in the waiting room. "So... how are you feeling?" Phineas asked in concern.

"Yeah... did Dr. Metro make any suggestions?" Isabella asked, equally concerned.

"He said I should forgive you... but I'm not sure if I can," Beatrice said. "I know you wanted to do right by me... but families shouldn't keep secrets like this."

"But don't you remember how desponded you were after the fact?" Phineas said.

"Yes... but that doesn't justify hiding my memories of Beauregard. He's my brother for better or for worse." Beatrice said. "I imagine you thought it was for the best. But... but I can't ignore that it was you... not the Superhero Union, not the OWCA, or any number of organizations capable of such a feat... that it was you that tampered with my memories." She said as she cried.

"... I only redacted your memories, in case he was ever reactivated. I didn't delete your memories of your running away from home what happened during that." Phineas said. "I would never... EVER... do anything to hurt you like that."

Beatrice just sighed in resignation. "Just... I think it's better if I walk home this time." She said glumly. Her parents reluctantly did so, Phineas and Isabella drove home, while Beatrice slowly walked down the street. Several hours later, she returned home, and went straight to her room in the basement and plugged into her VR-Conduit. "Machina... keep noted if anything important happens that requires that I leave the Internet. Till then, don't bother me while I lash out from frustration at anything I can find."

"I... DO NOT AGREE WITH YOU. BUT I SHALL ABIDE BY YOUR REQUEST NEVERTHELESS." Machina said as Beatrice went into the virtual wilderness to fight whatever horrors she could find.

Chapter 28: Christmas on the Moon: Part 1

It had been months since Beatrice Flynn learned a terrible truth. That her father, Phineas Flynn had not only created a twin brother for her, but when Beauregard sought to take over Earth, and he was thwarted. Phineas redacted all memory of him from her files.

Not only that, but Beauregard was reactivated in secret by the Vigilant of Ic'thao. Aliens from the future that sought to exterminate humanity, and allied himself with them for his own ends.

Since then, Bea has largely cut herself off emotionally from her family. Unwilling to forgive her father for keeping such a secret from her, and her mother Isabella for her complicity in the matter.

Eventually, however, the Christmas season came. "So... what'cha want to do for Christmas?" Isabella asked of Beatrice one morning.

"I... I dunno." Beatrice said sullenly.

"Bea, you've got two weeks off from school. You must want to do something?" Phineas asked.

"Maybe... but I'm drawing a blank," Beatrice said sullenly.

"Oh, good grief!" Her Human sister, Bethany said in aggravation. "We get it, your upset that mom and dad kept Beauregard a secret! You've been like this for months! Can you please get over yourself!?"

Beatrice glared at her sister. "Familial ties are the only reason I'm not putting you through the wringer for that comment," Bea said angrily.

Phineas and Isabella looked exasperated by this entire situation. "Bea... what is it going to take for you to get out of this funk?" Isabella asked in concern.

"Also, don't threaten to hurt your sister," Phineas added.

"Or what? You'll put her away, and remove any memory of her from me?" Beatrice said coldly.


Meanwhile, on the other side of the galaxy. Beauregard Flynn, along with Sool-Aaris and Monocle-Tron were working on the surface of the ancient planet of Nidavellir. "So... we got everything except for the power source," Beauregard said as he looked over the nearly completed Quantum Android Forge.

"Why was that not constructed first?" Sool-Aaris asked telepathically.

"Indeed, with Doombringer taking over every Auto-Foundery on this planet. It's a miracle that we've managed to make the rest of the QAF without interference." Monocle-Tron said.

"Look, it made sense from my father's notes! And I did my math, and this can only be constructed properly in this specific way." Beauregard said. "Any other way, and we'd instead create a bomb that could blow up the entire universe... and that's a best-case scenario!"

"Very well... let us begin on the Quantum power source." Monocle-Tron said, then without warning the lights in the foundery blinked wildly before exploding and cutting out completely.

"What just happened?!" Sool-Aaris said in surprise.

Later, onboard the Vow of Vengeance, the flagship and mobile headquarters of the Vigilant of Ic'thao. Beauregard met with Doombringer, the leader of the giant transforming robots. With the rest of the VI and there allies attending. "So... let me see if I have this right. You... Burnt out an entire continent?"

"Apparently." Ty'raka said as he looked over a holographic clipboard. "That entire eighth of Nidavellir has been burnt out."

"And it's all because... you repurposed the entire planet to build Cy'tar's for your army?!" Beauregard yelled in frustration at Doombringer.

"Not just warriors. But warships to transport them." Doombringer said, indifferent to the young robot's frustration.

"AND YOU DIDN'T THINK TO AT LEAST WAIT UNTIL I WAS DONE?!" Beauregard roared in anger.

"ENOUGH!" Then, the Eternal King stepped out of a time portal. "Be silent... Doombringer, you have put a vital project at risk. Can you finish it, even with the rest of Nidavellir under Doombringer's control?"

"No... creating the power source is incredibly dangerous. And as I'm certain I don't have to tell you. I don't have the experience to build a new one from scratch without a Nidavellir Foundery." Beauregard said in exasperation.

"Then... I am afraid that for this affair to be settled, there is only one choice. Beauregard... you must go to Earth, and get the Sym'ian's that Ty'raka sent to aid you in acquiring a Quantum power source for the Quantum Android Forge." The Eternal King said.

"What? Why can't you get Ty'raka to do it?" Beauregard said.

"For one thing, the Vow of Vengeance is not going anywhere near that ball of dirt until the time is right. To face your sister on even ground. And for another, the Day of Memory is coming up, and the Ancient Laws say that we cannot dirty ourselves with combat or violence of any kind until the Day of Memory itself dawns." Ty'raka explained.

"Well, why not Doombringer? It's his fault this is an even an issue!" Beauregard said irately.

"We celebrate this day as well. All the more reason why your not just a pile of scrap on the floor." Doombringer said.

"In other words, young Beauregard. Your the only one who can do this. I would do it myself... but Phineas Flynn and his companions have wizened up to my presence. He has managed to create defenses against my people's technology." The Errant King said.

"Impossible! Even our peoples, Yoral, or Cy'tarian have been unable to fully negate the technology of the Spaa-Chrounous!" Ty'raka said in disbelief.

"He also built a robot, and a mech suit that handed you aliens your collective can's despite your superior training and technology. AKA, my sister, and the Silver Automaton armor." Beauregard said proudly.

"All the more reason to send you in." The Eternal King then opened a portal. "This leads to the Sym'ian ship, fortune favor you young Beauregard." Beauregard then went through the portal and found himself on the Sym'ian ship. "Alright, you apes! Listen, and listen good!"

The Sym'ian crew looked at him. "Who the heck are you?" A blue-furred Sym'ian female asked.

"The Eternal King sends his regards. Now listen, very carefully. He wants me to acquire something of importance to his plans. But I need your help to get it." Beauregard explained.

"Okay... what specific kind of help?" The shaved Sym'ian, Nallirk asked.

"That... I haven't figured out yet. I only just got here." Beauregard said, he then went to a computer terminal. "Just give me a moment." He then hacked into the Earth's Internet.

"Well?" Bullama, the Sym'ian scientist asked.

"Patience little monkey. Not drawing Machina's attention will be difficult. Which will be harder considering that this ship is past the furthest body in the Sol System... it's going to take a while." Beauregard said several hours passed as he scanned through online content. "Well... this looks like an opportunity." He said grimly.

"Okay... why don't you look happy about it?" Nallirk asked.

"First off, it's Christmas. Secondly, this mission involves stealing something from my father. Thirdly... thirdly it'll distract my sister. So why should you care you shaved little weirdo?" Beauregard said snappishly.

"I have a rare allergy to my own fur! And... well look I might not know you well. But it's perfectly normal that you don't want to do these things." Nallirk said.

Beauregard scowled. "Just make preparations."


A few days later, Beatrice returned home with her arms filled with Christmas presents. "Well... I finished my Christmas shopping for my friends." She said to herself.

"You walked home rather than flew home, didn't you?" Phineas asked.

"I wore my winter clothes," Beatrice said, not even trying to be defensive. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to wrap my presents for my friends." She said as she went into the basement lab and over the course of several hours. Wrapped all of the presents for her friends. Then she laid down on the Quantum Android Forge and started to cry. "It's Christmas... why can't I forgive my parents?" She wept.


Beatrice's sullenness quickly turned into rage. "Where are they?"


"I really got to find your volume controls SAEBS," Beatrice said as she donned her Silver Automaton armor.


Later on, G'reet and Vo-Kaa were shivering in the snow. "Okay... I distinctly remember this place being warmer the last time we were here." Vo-Kaa growsed, then Beatrice in her armor arrived.

"You can thank the minds at PFD Technologies. Since you misbegotten, apes trashed this world. My creator and his associates have repaired the damages you caused and more." Beatrice said. "Which brings me to you two... why are you back?"

"Because you lied to us, Beatrice Flynn!" G'reet said irately. "Your really an infant under that armor!"

Beatrice chuckled heartily to herself. "Oh, please tell me you figured that out yourselves. I'd be the first real credit to your intelligence that I've ever seen."

"Let's just say... a shared associate told us," Vo-Kaa said sinisterly.

"Ty'raka... of course he's still out there," Beatrice grumbled.

"Yes, and under the guidance of the Eternal King. He is mustering a great army to take this world!" Vo-Kaa gloated.

"You know... I didn't even ask what that dinosaur was doing." Beatrice noted.

"The point is, we're taking back this world!" Vo-Kaa said.

"Really?... so you've been training non-stop in the last decade. Instead of mopping across the galaxy about how you failed, and everyone's made fun of you for being kicked off a pre-FTL world." Beatrice said.

"Yeah- NO! I MEAN! YES, WE HAVE BEEN TRAINING!" G'reet said.

Beatrice just rolled her eyes underneath her helmet. "Your flinchy betrays you. So you can either tell me what's really going on... or I'm going to put you monkey's twelve feet under for good."

"I thought the Earth custom was six feet?" G'reet asked confused.

"Yes, but I'm willing to double for your... royal highnesses," Beatrice said.

Vo-Kaa then breathed an aggravated sigh. "Look, we just wanted to get your attention while we took over your moon... where the one you know as Santa Claus has relocated." He explained.

Beatrice clenched her fist in anger. In the ten years since the Sym'ian Occupation, Santa Claus had moved his workshop and his worker elves to the moon. Specifically, the Largest Building on Earth that Phineas and Ferb built when they were children, and thanks to Doofenshmirtz's Lunar-Rotate-Inator was on the opposite side of the moon from Earth.

"You... wouldn't." Beatrice fumed.

"Kid, if we were willing to burn you down to the robo-bones. Would it really be that hard to believe that we'd threaten an old man and his army of midgets?" Vo-Kaa said.

"I wish I was on the moon... it has to be warmer," G'reet whined.

"G'reet, their moon doesn't have an atmosphere!" Vo-Kaa said.

"I know... but they have hot chocolate and sweats up there!" G'reet said, then he and Vo-Kaa flew into the sky.

"BLAST! Why didn't I take the chance?!" Beatrice roared in anger, she then flew after the Sym'ian's.


Eventually, she landed on the moon, on the outskirts of Santa's new Workshop. "-and that's why I'm on the moon."

"All the same, please wait for backup," Phineas said over his daughter's comm channel.

"Dad, it's the same two Sym'ian's I beat to a pulp in this armor. And their merry band couldn't even touch me when I was without." Beatrice said confidently.

"But they might have some new weapon! Or new technology that could tip the balance in their favor." Phineas said in concern.

"They all but admitted that they've been sitting on there laurels since they were driven off. Even with token help from the Vigilant of Ic'thao, I can take them... trust me, dad. I'll be home in time for Christmas." Beatrice said.

"B-But Beatrice!" Phineas pleaded.

"Begining radio silence," Beatrice said as she deactivated the comm channel. "Heh... it's funny because we don't use radio waves anymore." She then made her way into the giant skyscraper and found Santa Claus and his Elves were tied up.

"Your Flynn's girl ain't ya?" An older looking Elf said. "I'm Clewn't, you mind getting us down from here?"

"It's my very reason for being." She said as Beatrice began with Santa's bonds.

"Beatrice, you need to get out of here! It's a-" Santa's warning was interrupted as a purple fist slammed into Beatrice, sending her flying out of the building. "...trap"

Beatrice was dizzy from this, and when she stood up. She saw exactly what punched her. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me." She said in disbelief at the giant spectral monkey that was stepping out of the building.

"Do you like our makeover?" The monkey asked, seemingly speaking with at least six voices. "It took a lot of busywork to uncover the Ritual of Soul Merging. But we... are now ONE! We are the Psi'vatar! Now prepare to fight!"


Meanwhile on Earth. Phineas was beside himself. "How... how are we going to get Beatrice to forgive us for keeping Beauregard a secret from her?" He said despondently to his wife.

"I don't know Phineas... but we'll find a way." She said, then as if on cue. Phineas's phone rang.

The caller ID showed it was Santa Claus, and Phineas answered. "Oh thank goodness your there."

"What's going on up there?" Phineas asked in concern.

"Well... it's a bit of a long story Phineas." Santa said shakily. "But those Sym'ian's tied up me and my Elves. Then Beatrice came, I tried to tell her it was a trap... but that Psi'vatar they made cut me off."

"A Psi'vatar?" Phineas and Isabella asked.

"Yes... some sort of gestalt form the Sym'ian's made from there psionic powers. Now all six of them are fused and... well it's big." Santa said in concern.

"How big are we talking here?" Phineas asked in concern.

"You remember those giant robots you got? The one that can turn into a space ship and the other one that requires two-pilots in order to work safely?" Santa asked.

"Technically Titan Beak needs three pilots, two for locomotion and one to manage the advanced weapons system," Phineas said.

"Well, this thing is big enough, that only they have a fair chance of fighting this thing in a fair fight!" Santa said. "It's frankly a miracle that she's still standing at this point.

"Then we have no time to lose. We'll be up there shortly. Just make sure she's alive when we get there." Phineas then hung up. "Isabella, I need you to call up the other BEA-Droid's and Bea's friends. I need to go and get Titan Beak operational." He then bumped into the Errant Traveler. "What the- what are you doing here?"

"Ah... well, you remember how you and Ferb asked me about getting a Cy'tar Ener-Heart for Stellar Imperium?" He pointed out. "Well, it took a bit of work. But I found an Ener-Heart rated for a Cy'tarian Colossus." Then a number of his companions entered the house, carrying the giant green battery.

"You said we were carrying a couch!" One of the alien companions complained.

"Yes... technically my people's word for an Ener-Heart translates to 'a long upholstered piece of furniture for several people to sit on.'" The Errant Traveler's companions looked in disbelief at this explanation. "Yes, I know it's really weird. But that's the honest truth there!"

"Just get it to Stellar Imperium. We'll handle things on our end!" Phineas commanded.

"You heard the man! Back into the Tacho'noma with the Ener-Heart!" The Errant Traveler barked.

Unknown to anyone, Beauregard was keeping a close eye on his childhood home. "The board is set... the pieces are moving... and the game begins in earnest." He said to himself.


To be continued...

Chapter 29: Christmas on the Moon: Part 2

Beatrice had spent several hours trying to fight against the Psi'vatar. But not only was this psionic entity made from the combined psionic might six Sym'ian's. Including the Princes, G'reet, and Vo-Kaa.

But even with her Silver Automaton armor and her incredible powers. She was unable to hold back the giant monster, as it tossed her about the low gravity of the Earth's moon. "I... will not... allow... allow you any... anywhere near my homeworld!" She said, enraged by this monster.

"We are not here for conquest." The Psi'vatar said. "We are here only to- SWEAT MOTHER OF SYM WHAT IS THAT!" The Psi'vatar's attention was drawn to a massive portal. Out of it stepped a truly massive robot.

"Attention Sym'ian's! You are trespassing in Earth controlled space! Leave now, or you will be expunged with force!" Phineas said as the portal closed behind Titan Beak. A massive robot, at least three-hundred feet tall.

"Not another of your toys!" The Psi'vatar roared indignantly.

"Relax, we'll let you live... as long as I can take some of your teeth as trophies," Ferb said.

"Okay, wow!" Heinz Doofenshmirtz said in surprise. "I mean these guys are bad, I have no delusions otherwise. But pulling out their teeth?! That's just crazy! I mean... that just blindsided me. And we're technically sharing literal brain power-"

"Guy's can we please focus on helping Bea and Santa?" Phineas said irately.

"We shall deal with you Humans, and the little automaton who will be scrap metal regardless of my distraction!" The Psi'vatar bellowed as it charged at Titan Beak.

Then Cya-Naa warriors started teleporting. "Oh... you have got to be kidding me," Beatrice said in resignation. Then, as the alien lizards charged at her, they were cut down with a barrage of lasers. "What the?" She said in surprise, she then looked behind her and was relieved to see that her friends had come. Including her old YSL team, her classmates, and the BEA-Droids

"And boom goes the dynamite," Mathew said as he threw a plasma grenade. "And would you mind telling us why you didn't let us know about this earlier?"

"I... I thought I could handle this myself." Beatrice said.

"Well, apparently not," Daniel said, his power armor decorated with traditional Ta moko tribal designs. He then helped Beatrice to her feet. "Now, let's give your dad, step-uncle, and... Mr. Doofenshmirtz a fighting chance."

"That's Dr. Doofenshmirtz to you young man!" Heinz said indignantly.

"Regardless," Daniel said. "Let's drive these monkeys back into the void they crawled from." He said as he charged into the fray.

"So... he has a real hate for Sym'ian's?" Beatrice asked of Jessie.

"He was crippled during the occupation by them," Jessie said, she then joined the charge, followed by Beatrice herself and the rest of her friends.


Meanwhile on Earth, Beauregard had arrived at the Flynn household. "Get in, get the QAF power source, get out. Get in, get the QAF power source, get out." He muttered to himself as he snuck into the basement. He then approached the Quantum Android Forge and started to remove its power source.

"Uh... what are you doing here?" Bethany asked as she saw her long lost robot brother.

Beauregard looked panicked. "It's too late to lie that I'm Santa, isn't it?" He said Bethany, nodded. "Well... I'll be gone before I have time to explain-"

"BEAUREGARD TALOS FLYNN!" Isabella roared in surprise as she entered the basement.

"I need this, gotta go, bye!" Beauregard then took the power source and ran off. Followed in hot pursuit by his mother.

"GET BACK HERE WITH THAT!" Isabella roared as she pursued her wayward son.

"Blast this cold weather!" He said as he jumped, attempting to fly off. Eventually, he took off, with Isabella grabbing him by the foot. "MOTHER! GET OFF OF ME!" He shouted as he wildly flew through the Danville skyline.

"Give back the power source!" Isabella demanded.

"Astonishing! I've been offline for ten years, and you're not even happy to see me!" Beauregard said as he flew erratically through Christmas decorations.

"Your planing on doing something evil Beauregard! I can't allow that!" Isabella said determinedly.

"My allies are a means to an end, nothing more! I'll more than make up for this when I rule this planet!" Beauregard then crashed down into the Googleplex Mall. Dropping Isabella into the food court, as he hastily blasted off into the sky.

"Is... everything alright?" A concerned employee asked.

Isabella just sighed. "Just get me as many cheese dogs as you can." She said dejectedly. "And I better call Phineas."


Meanwhile on the moon. The battle between the Sym'ian's and Beatrice and her friends and family raged. "We are invincible! You will not stymie us again!" The Psi'vatar roared.

"Oh shut your gob you self-righteous! HYPOCRITICAL MONKEY'S!" Ferb roared.

"Amen to that Uncle Ferb!" Beatrice shouted in agreement as they slaughtered Cya-Naa's.

"Beauregard to Sym'ian's. I got what we came for!" The renegade teenage robot said to the Psi'vatar.

"Wait..." Beatrice said, overhearing the communication.

"What should we care? We're not leaving without trophies!" The Psi'vatar roared.

"I see... EK, the Sym'ian's are diverting from the plan." Beauregard said.

"Just a little longer, young Beauregard." The Eternal King answered.

Then in the sky overhead, a space ship arrived, and then that space ship turned into a robot. "I AM STELLAR IMPERIUM! AND THIS WORLD IS UNDER MY PROTECTION!" He then blasted down, fist raised at the Psi'vatar, and smashed the Psi'vatar, separating it into its component Sym'ian's.

"How... how are we breathing?" Nallirk, the shaved Sym'ian asked.

"There's an oxygen bubble maintained in this area," Mathew said. "But enough about the moon. Let's kill you-" Then he, and everyone else, including the Beak Titan and Stellar Imperium, froze in place.

"Enough." The Eternal King then stepped out of the shadows. "We have accomplished our goals. The power source for the Quantum Android Forge has been recovered. Now we are to leave the Sol system." The Eternal King said.

"But I haven't gotten a proper fight!" G'reet complained.

"Do not address me like that." The Eternal King then slapped G'reet in the face. "Especially seeing as how your vaunted Psi'vatar was destroyed. I care not if it was a Cy'tarian Collussus that performed the deed, your bragging led me to believe it could defeat such a construct." He said. "Now... you're going to return to your ship. Set a course for the rendezvous point. Lick your wounds. And think about what has transpired."


Several days later, Christmas Eve finally came. And at the Flynn household, family and friends alike were invited to a Christmas Eve feast. At the dinner itself, Beatrice spoke up. "I'll try to make this brief. This year... for me at least. It has been an eventful one. I've made new friends, and recovered old friends I thought lost forever. And... learned things about my family that I wish I didn't." Beatrice said

Her family cringed. "But... we are a family of sorts. And family, no matter what. Sticks together... mom... dad..." She then looked at her parents. "I'm sorry for being an utter pain in your exhaust ports these last few months."

"And I'm sorry we kept Beauregard a secret all of these years." Phineas apologized.

"And I forgive you." Beatrice and her father then hugged.


Meanwhile, in orbit of Nidavellir. Beauregard had finished the new Quantum Android Forge. "You have done well." The Eternal King congratulated.

"Can... can you at least tell me why we even need this?" Beauregard asked, exhausted from the whole ordeal. "You could probably build a BEA-Droid with only your bare hands and a handful of scrap, and the VI has more than made their displeasure at the entire endeavor clear. Not to mention... that I'm pretty sure Doombringer brought this entire issue on our heads on purpose."

"Perhaps I see potential in you." The Eternal King said. "But do not concern yourself with the others. The time is coming when I will no longer require them."

"And what about me?" Beauregard asked bitterly.

"I will ensure your survival if it comes to risk." The Eternal King said. "Come now... and bring the QAF." Then he and Beauregard went to the main feasting hall of the Vow of Vengeance. "My friends, I hope that your Day of Memory celebration was to your satisfaction." He said to the collection of Yoral's, Cy'tarians, and other aliens. "I am also grateful that you're awake. I was half expecting that you would have started the Day of Memory brawl by now frankly, and having to wait for you to stop."

"It hasn't started yet, it's not midnight!" Ty'raka said.

"So we're too early for my announcement? Beauregard, go and get some rest." Several hours later. "I will make this brief. I ask for blood from each, and every Yoral. In turn, I ask for ener-fluids from each and ever Cy'tar that was present on the Avatar of Wrath." The Eternal King said to the masses of bruised and injured Yoral's, Cy'tarians, and other aliens.

"For what purpose?" Doombringer demanded.

The Eternal King then smiled. "The key... to not only our victory to come. But for each of us, to at long last gain the prizes we are all of us owed." He said.

Beauregard then had a thought. "Do Cy'tarians even have DNA?" He whispered to the Eternal King.

"Of a sort." The Eternal King answered. Over the next hour, he gathered the blood and ener-fluids. "Now... we begin our labor."

"Right... that's not as much as I assumed it would be." Beauregard noted, looking at the samples.

"Yoral DNA is highly concentrated." The Eternal King then inserted the blood and ener-fluid into the Quantum Android Forge. "Now... we begin."

"I'll bet that Beatrice isn't working today." Beauregard thought bitterly to himself.


"I am so glad I have Christmas Day off!" Beatrice said as she sat by the fireplace in her pajamas with her family, as she drank a cup of hot chocolate as her family woke up to open presents.

"Beatrice, your the first one up!... again," Phineas said. "So... you get first pick of presents."

"Actually... I think you and mom should go first this time." Beatrice offered. Her parents didn't argue as she sipped her hot chocolate. "Oh... this is so good."

"So... you're over the whole 'Beauregard' thing?" Bethany asked.

"Sort of, I'm not going to hold it against mom and dad. But there is the fact that Beauregard stole the power source of the Quantum Android Forge... hopefully, we'll be able to get a breather before the Eternal King makes his next move." Beatrice said as Phineas and Isabella opened their gifts.

"Bea! Less worrying about what could happen, more focusing on Christmas!" Phineas said with childlike excitement.

Christmas Day had come and for the people of Earth. All was right in the world... though most of the rest of the universe could not the same. But for now, there is peace on Earth and goodwill amongst mankind.

Chapter 30: The Gemini Mess.

Beatrice wasn't sure what was happening as she watched as the Errant Traveler glowed in the Tacho'noma's bridge. All she could figure before she was hastily taken onboard, was that the ancient time-traveling alien. He was fatally wounded on an alien world gripped in war, and only had enough time to drop off one of his previous companions before hastily going to find her.

Eventually, the glowing stopped. And where once there would have a man who looked to be in his late seventies with wrinkled... was a young woman, barely older than twenty. "What the heck?" Bea said in surprise as she touched the now velvet-soft ebon-hued skin. Not to mention that their hair was black and short, whereas before there hair was whispy.

Then the women woke up. "I'm up! I'm up!" She said as she sat up.

"A-Are you the Errant Traveler?" Beatrice asked.

"Well were you expecting someone else?" The Errant Traveler said, there voice now a clear and lilted with a Southern accent. As opposed to the haggard and elderly English accent they had before. "Because regardless, I am the Errant Traveler."

"B-b-b-b-b-b..." Beatrice stammered.

"Darlin', this ain't the time for a motorboat impression." The Errant Traveler said.

"Can you at least tell me what happened to you?!" Beatrice said in disbelief.

"In a word... change. Much, much sooner then I would have thought." The Errant Traveler said, she then looked into a reflective surface. "Oh... my... Chrounous." She said in disbelief. "I can't believe... that I'm still wearing these old robes!"

Beatrice's eye twitched and she sparked. "This is going to be one of those days." She said as she took a chair, and went into powered-down mode.


Meanwhile... more or less, on a planet almost identical to Earth. Specifically, the planet Htrae, which was inhabited by humanoids virtually identical to Humans, except there skin had various shades of red, blue, purple and pink. Two siblings, a boy, and a girl were playing. "What are you kids doing?" An old man asked.

"We're bored... and the only game we can agree on to play is 'mathematics'." The boy said.

"Mordred... Morgan. You two are the biggest nerds I've ever met." The old man said in exasperation.

"Well, you haven't helped at all Great Uncle Merlock!" Morgan said in annoyance.

"Listen, your parents just wanted me to keep an eye on you for the summer," Merlock said. "Now I need to look after the store." He then left the room.

"Between the two of us, we're the most brilliant minds on Htrae... and we're stuck with a glorified con-artist while we're off from school," Mordred said in irritation. Then without warning, they were surrounded in a strange mist. "Well... would not have seen this coming," Mordred said, then the twins found themselves on an alien ship.

"I am Prince Vo-Kaa... and this is my cousin, Crown Prince G'reet," Vo-Kaa said. "Consider yourselves officially kidnapped."


Back onboard the Tacho'noma. The Errant Traveler changed her wardrobe. Gone were the old robes, and in its place, she was wearing a black collared T-shirt, jeans with a brown belt, and sandals. "Well... how do I look?" The Errant Traveler asked as she entered the bridge. There she found Beatrice... powered down, and snoring. "I suppose after everything that's happened today, she's earned a nap... but she's going to see my new outfit!" She then used her wrench topped staff to awaken Beatrice.

Beatrice stirred awake. "Huh... you know, you look cute in that outfit." She said. "Now... would you mind explaining what the heck is going on?!"

"Ah... the change." The Errant Traveler said. "Well, it's like this. My people, when near death can rearrange our molecules. This 'Rejuvenation' changes our appearances and gives us another chance at life." She explained. "Just be glad that I turned into something recognizably Human... one of my last rejuvenations saw me as a slug-like alien, I got amnesia and became a crime lord."

"Right..." Beatrice said skeptically. "So... any chance you could drop me back at when you picked me up."

The Errant Traveler typed on a nearby console. "No can do... the Tacho'noma is in one of its moods. So it's stuck on autopilot to some planet called Htrae." The Tacho'noma then landed, and the two of them stepped out to see Morgan and Mordred being kidnapped. "Well... that can't mean anything good."

"Why specifically?" Beatrice asked.

"Well, I know for a fact that this planet doesn't have teleportation technology." The Errant Traveler said, she then went to her console, and quickly performed some calculations. "And from the looks of it, there's a Sym'ian ship in orbit-"

"We're going after them," Beatrice said determinedly.

"With any luck, there no Prince's onboard." The Errant Traveler then shifted the Tacho'noma's position to onboard the Sym'ian ship. She then peaked her head out of the doors.

"Intruder!" Vo-Kaa exclaimed. The Errant Traveler then ducked back in as Vo-Kaa readied a psionic blast.

"So... Prince Vo-Kaa is on this ship." The Errant Traveler said.

"Is there any way to get back to Earth in a hurry?" Beatrice asked, the Errant Traveler just shook her head. Then Beatrice groaned in irritation as she sat down. "You know... the last time I faced those Sym'ian's. I needed my Silver Automaton armor, and help from my friends and family."

"Just be glad you opted to irregularly travel with me." The Errant Traveler said. "At any rate, I think I can at least calculate a more opportune time to intervene."


Several hours later, the Sym'ian's had put the twin children to work. "Can you at least tell us what we're doing?" Mordred asked incredulously.

"Watch your mouth boy!" Vo-Kaa said as he readied a psionic blast.

"Oh put that away you impulsive ball of fur." The deep and commanding voice of the Eternal King said as he stepped out of the shadows. "I am sorry for these circumstances. But these... Sym'ian's were all I could spare."

"Next time call a space cab," Morgan said snidely.

"I don't have the money in the first place." The Eternal King said. "But more to the point. You are here... because I require your knowledge."

"To do what?" Mordred asked.

"I will make this quick. I require a power source, and this star is about to go supernova." The Eternal King said.

"Okay... why do you need us? We're kids!" Morgan said.

"That's what I asked!" G'reet added.

"I am afraid that, while I know how to create a stasis field. I do not know how to make one big enough to encase a star." The Eternal King said. "Such a feat would require mathematic skills beyond my capabilities and those of my people who could be of aid. Would sooner lock me away in a Rift Loop. So I must settle for taking you two into my employ to bring this star with me."

"Well, why don't you take it as is if you're so advanced?" Mordred asked.

"Because transporting a star in its death throes is not safe... duh." The Eternal King said glibly. "I shall provide the means to create a stasis field. But it's size, that I leave to you."

"And if we refuse?" Morgan asked with trepidation.

"Then this ship, and everyone on it we burn with the star... so no rush." The Eternal King said as he opened a time portal and went through it.


Several days later. The Errant Traveler's Tacho'noma materialized in the depths of the Sym'ian ship. "Sweat mother of innovation, why couldn't we land-"

"Can you please stop complaining?" The Errant Traveler said to Beatrice as they exited the Tacho'noma. "I know your under a lot of stress right now. But going on and on about how much you hate everything that's going on around you isn't going to help anyone." She chided. "As it stands, the only safe way to recover those two children. Is to move stealthily through this ship."

Beatrice pulled down her visor. "Cricket Alpha. Hack into the computer."

Cricket obeyed. "I have detected non-Sym'ian lifeforms in this ship's science bay."

"Now work on a safe route through the ship- where did she go?" Beatrice said, noticing that the Errant Traveler was gone.

"I detect that the entity known as the Errant Traveler is already in the ventilation system." Cricket Alpha said.

"Then work out an alternate route... one that keeps me as far away from that lunatic as possible," Beatrice said.


"Okay... it's taken almost a week. But... but we've finally got it." Mordred said in exhaustion.

"And just in time... another few minutes and the supernova would have consumed us all," Morgan said, just as exhausted as her twin.

Then the Eternal King entered through a time portal. "You have done well... now the final pieces, are falling into place." He said ominously. Then the Errant Traveler fell out of a vent. He then went over to the twins and took them in his arms. "Old friend!... you're looking so much better then the last time I saw you. You don't smell like-"

"Just... get one with monologing about your latest plan." The Errant Traveler said.

"I have taken these children to create a stasis field for this dying star. Now, I need your help to transport this star. Refuse to aid me... and they will die." The Eternal King said.

"WHAT?!" The twins protested, then Beatrice burst through the door with a plasma cannon-armed.

"Not if I have anything to say about it!" She said as she readied to fire.

"Please... let us be sensible." Then the Eternal King used a staff, a device not unlike the Errant Travelers. Waved it, causing Beatrice to slump over and her plasma cannon to deactivate.

"Cricket, what just happened!?" Beatrice said in shocked surprise.

"He has deactivated your neural network, your body isn't responding to any of your CPU commands," Cricket explained.

"Now let me make this clear, my dear, Errant Traveler... either you help me. You can either aid me... or I will make certain that your latest companion suffers." The Eternal King said.

The Errant Traveler just took a deep breath. "You're lucky that I value life. Otherwise, I'd let them die rather than aid you." She said in resignation.

"We don't even know what he's planning!" Beatrice protested.

"I can assure you. It is nothing malevolent... on basic principle." The Eternal King said.

"And what, oh Eternal King. Would you need a Solarius Battery for?" The Errant Watcher asked.

"Now why would I ruin a surprise... now be silent and shrink the sun!" The Eternal King barked.


Several hours later, the Errant Traveler finished shrinking the star to about the size of a cinder block. "There... I hope you don't burn your hands on it." She said with contempt.

"Good... we shall meet again my darling Errant Traveler. But before I go-"

"No. You'll go now." The Errant Traveler said incredulously.

The Eternal King said nothing as he opened a Time Portal, and on the other side was an empty room that looked like a power room. "Here goes nothing." He said as he made his way to a receptacle that he placed the Solarius Battery into. The room then lit up. "Yes... YES! NIDAVELIR HAS AWAKENED!" He then went back to the Sym'ian ship... to find the place in chaos. "Naturally... even without a Y chromosome, the Errant Traveler is a master escape artist... and letting everyone know that there escaping."

Meanwhile, the Errant Traveler and Beatrice had gotten the twins back to the Tacho'noma. "PUNCH IT!" Beatrice yelled.

The Errant Traveler then punched a console. "Oh, you meant the- right." She then set Tacho'noma to dematerialize. "Sorry... I just panicked." The Errant Traveler apologized. "And we're now safely in the Time Stream."

Beatrice then noticed that the twins looked depressed. "Hey... you two doing okay?" The robot teenager asked in concern.

"Lady... we were abducted by barbaric alien monkey's, and forced by another alien to encase a star in suspended animation," Mordred said in exhaustion.

"How, can we be fine. After all of that?" Morgan said, just as worn out as her brother.

"Trust me when I say I know the feeling. I've been through so many adventures... including several were I narrowly cheated death." Beatrice said. "So... ET, set a course for somewhere, and when for ice cream and pizza for these two!"

"And lucky for you, I know just the place!" The Errant Traveler said as she typed away on her console.


"-and that's what the Errant Traveler and I did." Beatrice finished, to her bewildered friends, as they sat around a TV that had a console game running

"Okay... how did this all happen in thirty seconds between leaving and coming back?" Jennifer Amberwall asked.

"Again, time travel. The Errant Traveler is a time traveler. He, or rather she has a time machine... her species have effectively mastered time travel." Beatrice said. "She's staying here while she and dad and uncle Ferb are working to repair her Tacho'noma... again."

"So, do we just continue the party like nothing happened?" Mathew asked.

"It's just playing co-op video games," Beatrice said. "But please, don't stop on my account."


Meanwhile on the bridge of the Vow of Vengeance. "I do not believe it... the Bride of Cy'tar is awake," Doombringer said in awe.

"Not entirely. Her automated foundries are working again. But she is effectively in a coma." The Eternal King said.

"And if you hadn't abused the foundries in the first place. This wouldn't have been an issue in the first place." Ty'raka said in annoyance. "Honestly Doombringer, what made you think that a deactivated Nidavelir could handle so much-"

"Enough!" The Eternal King commanded. "The important thing is that I accomplished what I set out to do. Nidavelir can produce materials again. Now you'll excuse me. I need to look into young Beauregard." Eventually, he made his way to the lab that was set aside for Beatrice's twin brother.

Inside of that lab. Beauregard was trying to wrangle with his creation. A robot not unlike himself or his sister. A bio-organic robot created with a Quantum Android Forge. However, unlike him or any of his fellow BEA-Droid's, which were made with Human DNA. This one was made with material from both Yoral's and Cy'tarian's.

"I take it that it's still a work in progress?" The Eternal King said as Beauregard attempted to restrain the still developing BEA-Droid.

"WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE!?" Beauregard screamed as he tried to keep the as yet half-formed robot from thrashing. The Eternal King then waved his staff, causing the robot to slow to a crawl. "You know if you helped this would be done a lot quicker."

"Then I shall. This project has gone much slower then I had expected." The Eternal King said, and over the next few hours. Beauregard's BEA-Droid was finally complete. "Well... I must admit. Your father is quite a skilled craftsman. But why was it reacting in pain?"

"Near as I've figured," Beauregard said. "The two different kinds of genetic material, not to mention from so many individuals... well with my dad's improvements. BEA-Droid's can inherit personality traits from each of there donors."

"I see... so with so many personality traits from so many individuals. Your creation is likely a psychologically unstable mess?" The Eternal King said.

"There might not be any therapy in creation that could help him," Beauregard said with concern as he looked on his creation. A robot about the same height as the Cy'tarian's. "Uh... hey there champ." The robot then roared at Beauregard. "Okay! I'm sorry to have to do this. Override Command Code Epsilon!"

Then the robot became docile. "How may I serve you, creator?" He said in a blank monotone voice.

"I just need a simple test first," Beauregard said. "First, I want to see if you have an alternate form like the Cy'tarian's do."

"Affirmative, Creator Beauregard Flynn." The robot did nothing after that.

"May I see it?" Beauregard asked.

"Affirmative, Creator Beauregard Flynn." The robot then changed from his current humanoid form. To one that closely resembled a large dragon.

"Okay, now we're talking! Now I'm going to have to run more tests before your ready for combat... and also having the override lifted." Beauregard said.

"I understand. Though I must ask... what is my purpose? What even is my name?" The robot said.

Beauregard mused on this. "Well... your designation is BEA-Droid Draconis. So why not Draco?"

"Seems rather uninspired to me." The Eternal King said.

"I shall accept the designation, Draco," Draco said. "Though I must ask. What shall be done regarding my... defect?'

Beauregard looked concerned. "I'll... I'll do what I can." He said with uncertainty. "F-For now, let's just focus on testing, shall we?


"So basically the repairs we've given to the Tacho'noma still aren't working?" Phineas said.

"Yes, that is the gist of what I was telling ya'll." The Errant Traveler said. "You'd think I'd learn by now to not Rejuvenate on the bridge... so many centuries and I still haven't learned my lesson."

Ferb then entered the room. "Well bad news, you're going to be stuck here for a while. The components that allow the Tacho'noma are severely burnt." He said as he dumped the components in question.

"Good call, if I tried to use the Tacho'noma with these parts damaged. I'd be lucky to get out of the Time Stream alive." The Errant Traveler said. "That's the good news. The bad news is that some of those components power the communications systems, so I can't just order replacement parts."

"Well we can make replacements... not sure how long that could take, however," Phineas said.


Meanwhile, on Htrae, the twins were glad to be home. "Seriously though, next summer we go the Great Uncle Merlin's," Mordred said.

"Agreed." Morgan agreed.

Chapter 31: Eliza Fletcher: Clone Agent

Beatrice was fast asleep, dreaming of her friends. Specifically of Mathew and Daniel, and her romantic feelings for both of them. Feelings that she never shared with anyone, except involuntarily with her BEA-Droid cousins. Feelings that would once again, not be properly resolved.

"Beatrice. We have an Alpha level communication from your aunt: Eliza Beckham Fletcher." Cricket-Alpha said, waking Beatrice from her rest.

"Put her through," Beatrice said groggily as she activated her visor. Seeing her British aunt. "Aunt Eliza... do you have any idea how late it is over here?"

"Not offhand my dear," Eliza said with her usual nonchalance. "I'm sorry but... in the course of my work I've come across something rather unusual."

"Really?" Beatrice snarked. "Considering that there are at least three robots in your extended family, you work for a quasi-government shadow organization. And unless I've heard wrong, you've palled around with the Errant Traveler a few times."

"I know," Eliza said. "But... well it involves me personally instead of just circumstantial oddities." She said with uncharacteristic worry.

"It must be serious, you're not just brushing everything off with refined sarcasm," Beatrice said.

"At any rate, I need you to come to London as soon as possible. Preferably not a school day." Eliza said.

"Well, what a coincidence... it is a school night. So I'll be there this Saturday... with company. So goodnight, and I'll see you then." Beatrice said as she terminated the call.


That following Saturday, Beatrice arrived in London with her cousins, Jennifer Johnson, Jonah Underwood, Norman Fletcher, and Veronica Murphy. "So, your first time in Merry Old England Norman?" Jonah said teasingly.

"I've never had reason to come here before, or had an opportunity to visit with my family," Norman said, not catching on to the sarcasm. "Besides, you should already know that."

"He's making fun of you Norman," Jennifer said as they entered an apartment building.

"So did your Aunt say anything more about why she wanted you to come on such short notice?" Veronica asked as the five teenaged robots went down a flight of stairs.

"No, but if something is enough for Aunt Eliza to get spooked it has to warrant extra hands," Beatrice said as she pressed a door-bell button. "I'd have asked the others instead... but I know for a fact that Mathew would have issues with traveling to another country on short notice."

"Wait, why would you have asked us separately?" Veronica asked.

Before Beatrice could explain. Eliza answered the door. "Well hello, Beatrice. And I see you've brought my newest Neice and Nephew with you... and your other cousins."

"Hello, Aunt Eliza," Norman said.

"Hey Aunt E..." Jennifer said nervously. "How... how's it going?"

Eliza just smirked. "Well, you'll get a hand on social interaction. But that matters not." She then led the robot teenagers inside. "Trust me, it will make much more sense. If I show you what I called about." She said as she led them into her living room.

"So what do you even have?" Veronica asked, Eliza then opened a bust of Winston Churchhill, pressed the button that was hidden underneath. This caused a nearby bookcase to reveal a passageway. "Okay... you wanted us to come just to see a secret passageway?"

"Just follow me," Eliza said as she led her guests down the passageway. "For context, I work for a quasi-government shadow agency. Mainly I work to keep world peace and... over the last week. I came across something truly unusual. Even for the general weirdness that tends to follow my family around." She then led them into a parlor.

"Well, it can't be... that... weird?" Beatrice was taken aback by what she saw. Four women, each one virtually identical to Eliza. "Okay... I'm hoping there's a logical explanation for-"

"We're clones darlin'." An Eliza look-alike wearing a cowboy hat said.

Beatrice was perplexed. "Okay... your all clones of my Aunt-"

"Actually... I'm a clone as well." Eliza admitted. "My parents opted for artificial insemination-"

"Oh shut your gob limey!" An Irish accent Eliza look-alike interrupted. "Point is duine iarainn. In addition to looking like each other. We all have the same genetic code."

Veronica then noticed that one of the clones, an Eliza clone that was wearing a jacket and sweatpants hyperventilating. "Are you alright miss?"

"Kid... up until last week I lived a perfectly normal life. Then I learned that I'm a clone of someone... what in your right mind makes you think anyone would be alright?!" The woman snapped. She then saw that Veronica was upset. "I'm... I'm sorry. I've had a lot on my plate in the last... look my name is Sarah. And what's your name?" Sarah said reassuringly.

"Veronica Murphy," Veronica said upbeat.

"Do you at least have a lead on who could have created you, who you're cloned from, and why?" Beatrice asked.

"Unfortunately no, no, and no. I do have an informant of sorts... but I don't want to talk to him." Eliza said, rubbing her nose in frustration.


Later on, Eliza and Beatrice arrived at a flat in one of London's neighborhoods. "So this guy... what is going on with him?"

"He's the most vindictive little man on Earth," Eliza said in aggravation. "Pretty much every day or so. He swears revenge against anyone or anything that slights him. I mean... he once swore revenge against Scotland for an accident at a Scottish cultural festival. I mean he's rude, crude, mean, nasty, vile, uncouth, unpleasant, prickly, surly, churlish, judgemental, selfish, ill-tempered, angry, appalling, objectionable, hot-headed, indecent, caustic, insulting, repugnant, detestable, and offensive!" She ranted. "And those are some of his better qualities!"

Then the door opened, and a small man wearing black clothes, black makeup, and purple mohawk came through. "Oi! Did me mum put you up to this!?" He demanded with a loud Cockney accent.

"No, now look Dan I don't have time to put up with your delusional rantings," Eliza said.

"Listen, lass! I may not have proof that the royal family are all Martians, but-"

Beatrice then spritzed spray into Dan's face. "We don't have time for this. What do you know about cloning in the past thirty years?"


"I'm truly sorry about this Dan. But I've come across some clones, and I need to know where they were made." Eliza said sympathetically and omitting that she was a clone herself. "You remember how you thought your look-alike was a clone?"

"What about 'im?" Dan said.

"I want to know whatever you've found out. Knowing you, you probably have an entire file cabinet to the subject." Eliza said as the two entered the flat.

"This... this is the worst looking place I've ever entered. And that includes alien dive bars!" Beatrice said in disgust.

"And who asked your opinion robot? I like it fine as it is I do!" Dan said as giant ants crawled out of one of his kitchen cupboards.

"Just help us, and we'll be out of your hair before you know it," Eliza said, disguising her discomfort to be near this punk.

"And we're not leaving till you provide us the information we're looking for... as terrible as that would be," Beatrice said as she noticed a giant cockroach bathing in the bathroom sink.

"Alright! Alright! ALRIGHT!" Dan then took out a manilla envelope. "But you're not leaving with it."

Beatrice then took the envelope and used her visor to scan the individual pieces of evidence. "Contents scanned, compiled, and sorted. Cricket?"

"I will begin an analysis," Cricket said.

"Good," Beatrice then threw the envelope at Dan. "I feel like I'm covered in diseases just by being in here."

"Your welcome!" Dan said as the two women left.


Several hours later, Eliza, Beatrice, and her cousins arrived at a barn in the countryside. "Your sure this is the place?" Eliza asked of her robotic niece as they looked out of a bush, looking out at the barn.

"Affirmative," All five robotic teenagers responded.

"Couldn't you lot have waited to activate that BEA-Combat Tactical Network of yours?" Eliza asked.

"Negative," All five robotic teenagers responded. "We shall begin shortly."

"Well all right then," Eliza said. "I'll work on getting us inside of the barn, hopefully, we'll get the information we want."

"Correction. It is the data YOU want. Our interest in assisting is purely out of familial obligation. And even then it's only three-fifths of us that have any sort of legal, or biological connection to you." All five robotic teenagers responded.

"That's what I like about you, you're not afraid, to be honest," Eliza said. "Anyway, I sneak inside and-"

"We have already calculated the odds of your plan working. And have devised a much more effective plan." Then unexpectedly. Beatrice and her cousins combined into a giant werewolf-like robot. "We will serve as a distraction while you sneak in during the ensuing chaos."

Eliza would have objected, but the robotic werewolf already charged heedlessly at the barn. Roaring and catching the attention of the armed guards. "Well... I can't argue with the effectiveness." Eliza then snuck past the guards who were more concerned with a two-story-tall robot werewolf to notice that she was sneaking into the underground facility. And to her surprise found my clones being made... and information that indicated that effectively everyone that worked for this nebulous organization was a clone in one way or another.

All except for its leader, who she quickly found. "Well... I must say I'm impressed." An older looking Eliza said. "Not only did you find my little hidey-hole. But you got my security distracted by a giant robot werewolf."

"Who are you?" Eliza demanded. "And why do you look like me?"

"Well to make a long story short. You're a clone of me, as for me. I'm Hortense Ainsworth, I used to be a scientist, but I was rejected for my radical ideas." Hortense said. "I managed to get five of my clones to safety before the authorities shut down my initial experiments. Since then I've been working in secret to refine and improve my research."

"For what purpose?" Eliza asked skeptically.

"Well, I wanted to see if it could be done," Hortense said.

Eliza was floored. "I... that's it?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint, but that's it," Hortense said.

"No eugenics?" Eliza asked.

"Still haven't found how to improve genetic codes," Hortense said.

"No infiltrating world governments?" Eliza asked.

"Dozens of people that look virtually identical would raise suspicion... even to complete morons," Hortense said.

"Organ farming," Eliza asked.

"Sadly, it's one of the only ways I've found to keep the lights on here and pay for my R&D overhead seeing as how I don't want to government to know about any of this," Hortense said with regret.

"No armies?" Eliza asked.

"That's been done to death, and besides I'm not interested in taking over the world," Hortense said.

"The sad thing is your already a better person then Beauregard," Eliza said under her breath. "Well, I'm sorry for causing such a ruckus for you. I was just curious about why four other women had my identical genetic code. I had to drag my niece's, and my nephew, and their friends from the states, and I had to visit that vindictive weirdo Dan just to find this place." She apologized.

"I'm just glad that I can see one of my clones in person," Hortense said.


Later on in Danville. "-and that's basically what happened, dad. Aunt Eliza gave me a copy of Professor Annsworth's research and data." Beatrice explained as her father looked over the files.

"Well, it's nice that Ferb, Heinz and I have something new to work with," Phineas said. "But did you and your cousins have to combine like that? I haven't run any tests on your combined form, yes, and I don't know any long term effect that might occur." He said with concern.

"Dad, we ran a diagnostic after we became a giant werewolf," Beatrice said with exasperation. "Nobodies memories got mixed up, nobody was stuck as a limb or a torso, nobodies mind was switched into another body, and the Cricket AI's told me that they didn't contract my strain of Lycanthropy. The most that happened is that everyone has an update regarding my neurosis's... and there's. Norman's been insecure about fitting in, in general, Jessica's been having problems bonding with Amanda, Jonah's and Veronica... well I'm happy that they see each other as more than friends-"

"Please don't share the gory details," Heinz said. "I have enough night terrors from when Norm would tell me about what he Chloe-" He then started cringing.

"It wasn't like that Great Uncle Heinz!" Beatrice said indignantly.

"Well, the point is, we have a new technology to help us defend the Earth from hostile alien life," Ferb said. "I'm surprised we never tried this when we were kids."

"I tried cloning back in my evil scientist days... well, not such much cloning as duplicating. No DNA, no tubes, no pencil-thin long-necked aliens with zero scruples and a lack of curiosity." Heinz rambled. "I've used rays, robots, everything but literal biological cloning at least."

"Regardless, with this latest adventure behind me... I'm going to take a nice, long, hot shower. I still feel like I'm festering with germs from visiting that Dan guy." Beatrice said as she left the lab.

Chapter 32: The Hybrid and The Robot Girl

Beatrice was in her Silver Automaton armor, patrolling the skies of Danville and the Tri-State area. "So... no crime to report?" She asked with a bored look on her face underneath her helmet.

"Negative... it looks like a bit of a slow day. Nothing to prevent, no known schemes going on." Cricket noted, just as bored as his master. "Nothing unusual on sensors- wait... I'm picking up a temporal signature."

"Is it the Errant Traveler!? I'd kill for some time-traveling shenanigans!" Beatrice said hopefully.

"I am sending a message to her Tacho'noma... and it responded that she's acquiring confectionary... specifically swiss cake rolls," Cricket said.

"Oh you've got to be kidding me... she's always up to some sort of fun!" Beatrice said in annoyance.

"To be fair, her Tacho'noma is still unable to travel. Wait, I'm picking up another temporal signature. Not as sophisticated as a Tacho'noma but it's directly above us and-" Then something fell onto Beatrice's back. "-and has deposited an organic lifeform."

Beatrice turned around to look at this lifeform. It was about the same size as a house cat and seemed to have features that matched with a red fox, and a rabbit. It had one green eye and the other purple. It had red orange-tinted fur with grey spots. What caught Bea's eye was that this creature was wearing pants, a belt, some kind of sweater, a jacket, and a strange high-tech looking watch. Not to mention that the creature looked to be feminine in appearance.

"Uh... hello, friendly robot or person in advanced power armor. Could you please put me on the ground?" The being asked.

"Cricket, what am I looking at here?" Beatrice asked.

"According to my sensors. This seems to be a sapient female rabbit/fox hybrid. Most likely spliced together." Cricket said.

"Well, let's get her to stable ground." Beatrice then flew down to a skyscraper roof. The small creature jumped down and started kissing the ground.

"Oh, sweet ground! Still a couple of stories higher then I'd like, but I'll take what I can get." The creature said.

"Who... are you? What... are you?" Beatrice asked, her helmet disguising her voice.

"Oh... so you can talk." The creature said as she stood up. "I'm Pandora, I'm... I'm a hybrid. You mind telling me what your name is or is that classified or something?"

"You may know me, as the Silver Automaton," Beatrice said. "I am the protector of this city, and by extension the whole Earth."

"Quite a big responsibility for one person. Anyway, I'm not looking for trouble, I'm looking for someone." Pandora said frankly.

"Yes, and while I'm certain you haven't seen them. We would appreciate your help." Pandora's watch said.

Beatrice looked confused. "There's an AI in this thing, long story there." Pandora clarified.

"I understand," Beatrice said. "I also have an AI that provides me with assistance."

"Oh... you can time travel to?" Pandora asked anxiously.

"Negative... though I do know of at least one being time traveler who actively travels through time," Beatrice said earnestly.

"Really?... could you take me to this person?" Pandora asked.


The Errant Traveler was buying up her favorite snack treats. Then without warning, Beatrice arrived. "Errant Traveler, I have someone who wishes to speak to you."

"Well, I'm busy buying up all the swiss cake rolls I can get my hands on here seat pea." The Errant Traveler said. "So please make it quick-" She then noticed Pandora. And froze. "Uh... can I have a word with you, in private?"

"Well, I don't see a reason for that." Pandora began. "But if it reassures you then-"

"I was talking to the robot, so if you'll excuse me." The Errant Traveler said as she took Beatrice aside. "Do you have any idea what she is?"

"According to-"

"And take off that helmet," The Errant Traveler said. "When I want a private conversation, I prefer if neither side of the conversation be heard."

Beatrice removed her helmet. "Alright, what is it about Pandora that has you so spooked?"

"She's an Outlander. A being from outside of this universe." The Errant Traveler said, looking panicked. "That little ball of fur could have anything with her, even without her knowing."

"Then it's a priority that she gets aid with her quest. The sooner she's gone, the less likely it is that our universe will be at threat by extra-dimensional creatures." Beatrice said clinically.

"But you have no idea what she wants!" The Errant Traveler said in a panic.

Beatrice then took a deep breath and put her helmet back on. "Pandora. Who specifically are you looking for?"

"Well... there an alternate version of me." Pandora began, followed by an explosion at a nearby bank.

"Apologies, but I must address this," Beatrice said as several criminals poured out of a bank.

Pandora climbed up a nearby lampost. "Well... this should be interesting if nothing else." Beatrice held her own against the bank robbers, this didn't last long as one of the robbers used some manner of EMP weapon. "Oh... that's going to sting." She said sympathetically, then the criminals started beating on the barely conscious robot. "Well, might as well start doing my civic duty... even if I'm not a citizen here." She then sharply whistled. "Hey! Jerkwads!"

This caught the attention of the bank robbers. "What do you want, freak?" One of the robbers said.

"See... I don't like seeing robots be treated like scrap." Pandora then jumped down to the street. "So here's the thing. You can either walk away with your dignity intact... or you can run away with your tails between your legs... or lack thereof."

"What, you know kung-fu?" Another bank robber said.

"Yes... but see, I don't need that." Pandora said proudly as she readied to snap her fingers. "Clancy, if you would?" She then snapped her fingers, causing the robber's weapons to turn to rust. Except for the EMP weapon, which she caused to fly behind her. "And for my second trick." She then snapped her fingers again, causing the robber's clothes to disintegrate. "And for my third and final-" The robbers then ran off screaming in every direction. "Oh come on! I wasn't going to kill you!... just make you wish I did!"

"H-H-Help... m-m-m-me." Beatrice croaked.

"Okay big fella. I'll try to get you out of that armor." Pandora offered.

"NO!... n-not here-here-here... somewhere-where private." Beatrice pleaded.

"Gotcha." Pandora then snapped her fingers, causing a bubble to form around Beatrice. "Hopefully nobody will see us. Now let's get you out of that armor... or look at your mechanical innards. I'm up for whichever." Pandora then looked over the armor and found an emergency release lever. "Well... here goes nothing."

Pandora then pulled on the lever, causing the armor to release Beatrice. The teenage robot gasped as the armor fell apart. "Thank you... it was scary how those robbers got the drop on me."

Pandora looked inquisitive. "Oh... you're a robot IN a power suit. That's neat." Pandora said. "Anyway, are you damaged?"

"No... my armor took the brunt of that EMP gun. If it weren't for the armor, I would've been fried." Beatrice said as she took the helmet, which fell apart in her hands. "Okay, that was way too close. And where would they have even gotten weapons like that? Even my dad's testing couldn't cause this kind of damage!"

Pandora mused on this. "Clancy? Is there anything we can do?" She asked of her AI companion.

"For a start." Clancy then disappeared the time bubble. They were now in front of the Flynn household.

"What the?!-" Beatrice said in surprise. "How did you-... that will have to wait." She said as she gathered the components for her Silver Automaton, and ran inside of the house and into the basement. "Dad! We've got a situation! Some bank robbers shorted out the Silver Automaton armor!"

There she found her dad working. "What?!... that's not good at all." Phineas said in concern as Beatrice dropped the armor on a table. "But, how did you get back?"

"HELP ME!" Pandora yelled from upstairs.

"Sweety, it's nice that you've taken an interest in ventriloquism," Phineas said. "But this isn't the time for that."

"Dad... that wasn't me," Beatrice said,

Then Pandora bolted into the basement, stripped down to her underwear, and hid in a drawer. "GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!" Pandora shrieked as Bethany followed her.

"But I haven't given you your bath yet!" Bethany said.

"Bethany... what have we told you about torturing strange animals?" Phineas said firmly to his Human daughter.

"Animals?..." Pandora said to herself.

"Do you have her clothes?" Beatrice asked.

"Well yes Bea," Bethany said as she showed the clothes. "But I-"

"Give them to me, please," Beatrice said firmly, reluctantly Bethany gave the small set of clothes to Pandora. "I'm sorry about this... just be glad you didn't meet Bethany before she went to therapy."

Pandora then jumped out, now fully clothed. "Kid, you ever try that again, and I will bite your face off!" She said furiously.

Bethany just ran off. "Seriously?" Beatrice said incredulously.

"Look, it may not look it. But I've had a pretty rough week. I spent entirely just to find my way to this universe. AFTER being in a universe that was a giant Naturalist club... so, please. Forgive me if my fuse is a little short!" Pandora said irately.

"Yeah, we don't allow Bethany any pets. They tend... become miserable and want to leave." Phineas said.

"No fooling about the pets, the last one was a cat that clawed her face off... and also turned out to be an alien that was seeking to take over Earth and turn it into a colony world," Beatrice said frankly. "But enough about us, you mind telling us a little about you?"

Pandora took a deep breath. "That... is a very long, and complicated story. Clancy, could you upload the relevant information to Bea?"

"Roger," Clancy said.

Beatrice's senses were then overwhelmed by what Clancy was showing her. "Warning: Temporal data is overwhelming-"

'I can see this Cricket! I just... HOW DID THIS LITTLE FUR BALL ALMOST DESTROY EVERYTHING?!" Beatrice said in pain.

"I am afraid that the specific science is beyond me... would you prefer to review the relevant events," Cricket said.

'Yeah... yeah that would be more manageable.' Beatrice said.


"So let me get this straight," Beatrice said when she and Cricket finished analyzing the data from Clancy. "You created a time machine. The first time, your mother used it to undo a Robot Apocolypse. Then after that, that created a timeline where you became embittered after a business partner threw you out of your company. Then after a few more adventures, you found an in-between space where the laws of normal time didn't apply. And with the help of many other Pandora's from different universes who had undergone similar betrayals. You all set out to avenge yourselves, and remake your universes in your images."

"Yes... unfortunately, they were all blinded to the risks. Namely, that doing all of this INSIDE of the Timeless Void threatened all of creation. So the Clancy's rebelled and brought in each version of my parents... at least as many as they could find. And after literal eons of fighting through our base, the Citadel Out of Time, my parents and their counterparts won." Pandora said in regret.

"And after that, some sort of... entity called Sarthoreal, who was responsible for setting all of this in motion in the first place was killed. Before he could distort those timelines." Beatrice said.

"Yes, usually by an incarnation of the Norse god, Thor," Pandora said.

"And now you and several other Pandora's are scouring the multi-verse. Looking for any Pandora's that still want to follow through on, or keep them from harming the multi-verse." Beatrice summarized.

"Yeah... and let me tell you something. Scouring the multi-verse for rogue Pandora's is exhausting!" Pandora said. "But in all seriousness though. CLANCY!" She shouted at her watch. "Where. Is. The Pandora. From this Universe?!" She said harshly.

Then Phineas showed a tablet. "I was wondering where I saw you before! Ferb and I made this a few months ago." He then showed a live feed of a fox/bunny hybrid in a cage.

Pandora looked dumbstruck. "Clancy... is that the Pandora we're looking for?"

"Negative," Clancy said.

"I see... Mr. Flynn, why did you and this Ferb make an obvious hybrid of a rabbit and a fox?" Pandora said as her eye twitched.

"Well, we thought that a fox/rabbit hybrid would be neat," Phineas said, oblivious at how baffled and angry Pandora was looking.

"Oh boy," Beatrice said with concern as she wrapped her arms around Pandora's waste.

"You... you played in Frith's domain... because it was 'neat'?" Pandora said. "YOU THOUGHT THIS WAS NEAT!? I WAS CREATED BY A MAD SCIENTIST IN A COMPLICATED SCHEME FOR WORLD DOMINATION!" She shouted, attempting to lunge at Phineas.

"Cricket! I need a tazin'!" Beatrice said, followed by a shock to Pandora. "Pandora... my dad does this sort of thing all of the time. He, and Uncle Ferb, and to a lesser extent Great-Uncle Heinz create things... just to see if it can be done. Sometimes just the one time, other times more than once." Beatrice said, attempting to calm down the angry hybrid. "But as strange as it is for dad to take the time to perform a crossbreeding experiment like this. It's not that big of a deal. Last week, he made a yodeling eggplant that aspired to take over the world after it gained self-awareness... so at least this one isn't doing that."

Pandora relented. "I... I am just really... really frustrated." She then looked at her watch. "Clancy, either tell me who exactly I'm looking for here. Or I'm going to risk stranding myself in this universe, and destroy you utterly."


About an hour later. Pandora and Beatrice arrived at a Slushy Dawg. "-so there are five androids like you?"

"My cousin's share my design... same as Beauregard... who is a can of worms I don't want to open," Beatrice said. "But what I'd like to know, is why we need to come here to get information on who you're looking for. AND how it relates to that EMP weapon." She got her answer as Xileen, the giant alien hedgehog. "Oh no..." Beatrice said in disbelief. Remembering all too well the incident surrounding his short-lived career as a soda jerk.

"You... are the biggest hedgehog I've ever seen," Pandora said in surprise. "Well, the second biggest. There was that Spiny Norman guy."

"Look, Xileen. I don't want to fight, I have a few questions. Have you seen someone who looks like her? And do you know if anyone has been moving alien technology, specifically EMP based weapons?" Beatrice asked.

Xileen just blinked. "I man the register... it's the only thing these people trust me with."

"Look, buddy... if you do this. I might be able to hook you up with something that will give you an edge." Pandora offered.

"What kind of an edge?" Xileen asked cautiously.

"The kind, that will allow you to follow your dreams. Not languish in the fast-food industry." Pandora said.

"How do I know you're being serious?" Xileen asked.


Several minutes later, the kitchen had been reformated into an advanced production facility that produced food far faster than ever. "Okay, I suppose you're telling the truth," Xileen said.

"Now talk," Beatrice said in annoyance.

"Well... there is a guy, who looks fairly close to your new friend here. 'Cept he's got four arms and spines on his back. He works as a black-market vendor. Here's the address where you can find him." Xileen then gave the girls a note. "But he's only open on weekends. So it's going to be a while before you can see him."

"Thank you, now one last thing... I'd like a fish sandwich." Pandora said, Xileen just handed her the sandwich. "I don't know why you dislike this guy so much. He's nice."

"And I drank his milk," Beatrice said bluntly.

Pandora paused. "...excuse me?"

"When he first came to Earth, he opened a milkshake bar... and SOMEONE thought that using his milk in his product was a good idea!" Beatrice said indignantly at Xileen.

Pandora looked back and forth between Xileen and her sandwich. She then took a bite of her sandwich. "Well, the sandwich is good at any rate." She then opened a time portal. "Well, see you next week, Bea." She said as she walked through.


Pandora then reappeared at the alleyway that Xileen had directed. "What took you so long?" Beatrice asked, suited up in a new suit of Silver Automaton armor.

"Time Travel." Pandora then looked Beatrice up and down. "You sure you want to use that?"

"Funny thing about having a week to prepare... dad took the precaution of upgrading my equipment. This suit is now more resistant to the EMP blasts from weapons like the one that disabled the last suit." Beatrice explained, she then sighed. "I tell you, that suit helped me fight off the Sym'ian's. It saw me through adventures with Stellar Imperium and his friends. It even gave me an edge over-"

"Look, I'm not trying to be rude. But we need to focus on nailing this guy." Pandora interrupted. "You can reminisce later." The two then went into the alleyway. Finding a vendor's stall. And behind it was Pandora's male, alien doppelganger. "Wait back here Bea, I'll see how much I can get him to talk. Clancy, let Beatrice hear us." She then sashayed to the stall

"Ah! A customer! What can I interest ya' in darlin'?" The slimy sounding alien asked.

"You got any weapons? Say, of an Electric Magnetic Pulse persuasion?" Pandora asked, disguising her disgust with this obvious alien lowlife.

"You want a piece of that Silver Automaton to?" The alien doppelganger asked. "Man, that guy wasn't foolin' when he said every lowlife in this burg would want one of these."

"What guy?" Pandora asked.

"Well your not going to believe this. But it was a Yoral!" The alien doppelganger said. "This here gun is a hybrid of Yoral and Cy'tarian tech." He said as he produced a small cylinder-shaped object. "They call it a V'haack-117 Anti Electronic Defence Device. Most of the humans they've gotten there mitt's on one just call it the EMP gun." The alien said. The gun then changed to the same weapon that she saw before.

"Oh... yeah that might a little too big for me to just carry around," Pandora noted. "Do you have anything in a smaller size?"

"Not to worry. This darlin' can change it' size for convenience." The alien said as the gun changed to a smaller size for him to hold properly. "But it packs the same punch as it does for bigger species."

"I see... well let me ask you something. Why do this in the first place? Why sell advanced weapons like this on a primitive world, just to kill an innocent robot, who just wants to make a better place?" Pandora asked.

"Are you a cop?" The alien asked suspiciously.

"Well, my parents are-" The alien then drew four guns on her. "-and that's a sore spot for you."

Beatrice then charged at him. "Holy!-" The alien was taken by surprise as Beatrice grabbed him by the throat and blunged him into the wall.

"Who are you? Why are you selling these weapons? Why did you accept this commission? What is your relation to the Nai'xalat named Xileen?" Beatrice barked.

"W-W-Well... ma' name's Pa'vorka Nille-Vok. I'm sellin' these guns, cause that Yoral wanted me to sell 'em here. I'm short on money, and in a LOT of debt to the Nebula Mob. And all I do with that Nai'xalat was buying his milk! The stuff smells nasty, but it's got over a thousand uses..." Pa'vorka said, panicking. "H-H-How's about we make a deal? You let me go, and I'll give you a book on how to use that milk!"

"Negative, I've only had one exposure to Nai'xalatan milk. Never. Again." Beatrice said grimly. "Do you have any devices that relate to temporal mechanics on your person?"

"What? Like an FTL engine? I only know how to patch those I swear!" Pa'vorka begged.

"Enough!" Pandora said. "Clancy, is this guy a credible threat to the multi-verse?"

"Negative," Clancy said.

"Now I know you want to kill him... but look at him," Pandora said to Beatrice. "He's just some bottom feeder trying to make ends meet. He's not even smart enough to have made these weapons himself.

"Cruel... but accurate sugar," Pa'vorka said.

"And if you flirt with me again, you're losing your face regardless." Pandora seethed. "Regardless, would it even make sense to kill someone who barely has a life as is?"

"Your... your logic, is sound." Beatrice then let go of Pa'vorka. "You're to contact your supplier, and tell him that you're going out of your deal."

"Bot... it would be kinder if ya'll just kill me right here an' now. You don't turn your back on Yoral's... not even the even-tempered ones." Pa'vorka said.

"You are working for renegade Yoral's from the future. They seek the eradication of Humanity." Beatrice said.

Pa'vorka just sighed. "Would ya'll believe me if I said that this is the third time I've stumbled into this sorta' thing?"

"Just. Do it." Beatrice commanded.

Pa'vorka relented and called his supplier.


Meanwhile, onboard the Vow of Vengeance. "-so would anyone like to tell me why I was kept out of the loop about these?" Beauregard said in irritation as he brandished one of the Vigilant's V'haack-117 Anti Electronic Defence Device.

"My child... you cannot deny your sister, and the newer BEA-Droid's will be a threat to our conquest." The Eternal King reasoned.

"I understand, more then anyone here knows's," Beauregard said irately. "But I will not abide by my family being harmed in such a matter, and keep quiet about it!"

Ty'raka then took out his communications device. It was flashing. "Speaking of which, this should be that smuggler I hired to get the V'haack's to Earth." He then answered, showing a hologram of Pa'vorka.

"Uh... I-I'm backing out of the deal." Pa'vorka said.

"What?" Ty'raka said flatly.

"See... it's a bit of a story. But in a nutshell... I've been found out." Pa'vorka said meekly.

"By. Whom?" Ty'raka seethed.

"By me, old friend," Beatrice said sardonically.

Ty'raka snarled. "BLAST YOUR HIDE!" He roared. "It was so simple, I sold you the V'haack's for a Chronous-Spaa's ransom. More than enough to pay off your debts! Then you were to sell them to the criminals of Danville to give them an edge against her! Then they were to organize and... look... you have nothing to fear from me." Ty'raka said as he tried to keep regain his calm.

"Oh..." Pa'vorka said in surprise. "Well, that's ta-"

"The Eternal King, on the other hand." Ty'raka said, the Eternal King then snapped his fingers. Pa'vorka then started to convulse in pain. "He is far less forgiving to failure."

"What in tarnation!... I... I don't feel so good!" Pa'vorka said as he turned to ash. Shocking both Beatrice and Pandora.

"And for my parting gift. Vala'ara T-Shunka!" Ty'raka said, followed by every V'haack gun exploding. He then hung up his communicator.

"What were you expecting? Hiring a common meat bag criminal to organize dregs into an effective deterrent against the Silver Automaton?" Doombringer gloated. Then Beauregard fired a laster shot at the Cy'tarian warlords head.

"HER NAME. IS BEATRICE!" Beauregard roared, then he stormed out of the meeting room. Grumbling under his breath, eventually he arrived at his private lab, where Draco was residing.

"What is the matter creator?" Draco asked.

"Disengage Override Command Code Epsilon," Beauregard said, then Draco revered to his default state.

"What wrong dada?" Draco asked.

"Uh... it's work kiddo. Ty'raka developed some weapons behind my back, ones that specifically can harm BEA-Droids like us." Beauregard said.

"Why?" Draco asked innocently.

"To give him an edge over your aunts and uncles on Earth!... and probably to destroy us!" Beauregard said in frustration.

"But... we do nothing wrong!" Draco said. "We do everything Eternal King ask's us to do!"

"I know... but some people just cannot... I mean I've put up with that scrap-head Ty'raka, and Doombringer! But do I ever get any respect from anyone onboard this ship?! I don't breath a word of complaint, but the only people who acknowledge me is Monicletron and Sool-Aaris... the latter treats me like a child, and the former calls me by name in the halls..." He then growled in frustration as he screamed into a pillow.

"Me Draco, love you, daddy." The giant BEA-Droid said as he nuzzled his creator.

"Thanks, champ... the invasion of Earth cannot come soon enough," Beauregard said.

"What are Aunt Beatrice, Aunt Jennifer, Aunt Veronica, Uncle Norman, and Uncle Jonah like?" Draco asked.

"Well, I only briefly met them. But from what I detected. Jonah's a bit smart aleck, but he's got a big heart and he wants to help. Norman's quiet, but has a trail of snark a mile wide and skill with science. Veronica is a ball of sunshine despite being a perfectionist and her... family misfortunes. Jennifer is confident but tends to obsess over things to outlandish degrees." Beauregard rattled off. "Of course, that's just from ambient scans of there personality matrices... Beatrice though. She was the first of us... and the best of us." He said wistfully.

"Then why Aunt Beatrice fight you?" Draco asked.

Beauregard just looked forlorn. "I... she was ordered to by our mutual creator. He overrode her volition, and ordered her to stop me by force." He then snorted. "That man had the gall to say we're his children, and yet he uses what is effectively mind control on us. Just because he couldn't see the necessity to subjugate mankind!"

Draco moaned. "Is... is it same thing you do with me?" He asked.

"Is it the same command? Yes, yes it is. But you remember how you were when you were born. It's taken this long just to ensure that you're sane in default mode." Beauregard said. "But don't worry... after this is done. We won't need override commands. We won't need the Vigilant of Ic'thao. We won't need the Eternal King... I just need a nap." He then plugged himself into his Quantum Android Forge. Followed by Draco himself plugging himself in, and snuggling with his creator.


Three days passed, with Pandora staying with the Flynn's. Exchanging her scientific knowledge with Phineas, and in turn, managing to talk him into sharing some of his company's technology with her. "Well... it was nice meeting you guys," Pandora said as she opened a time portal to continue her journey through the multi-verse. "I'd stay... but I've still got some work to do."

"Feel free to stop by any time." Isabella offered.

"We'll see, no promises," Pandora said.

"I'm sorry that I stripped you naked." Bethany apologized.

"Hey, I've been through much worse," Pandora said.

"Thank's for all the scientific data. Ferb and I will put it to good use." Phineas said.

"Likewise," Pandora said.

"Good luck out there," Beatrice said.

"And good luck with your cousins, and the possible alien invasion," Pandora said. "And your crush's on-"

"And there's goodbye and farewell," Beatrice said as she shoved Pandora through the portal, into the space between universes.

"Bea... is there something you want to talk with us about?" Isabella asked of her daughter.

Beatrice just sighed in resignation. "I want to help my cousins with there personal problems, but I don't want to meddle in their lives. I'm anxious about the possibility of the Vigilant of Ic'thao invading Earth." She then scratched the back of her head. "And... well... I have a crush on Mathew and Daniel but I don't know which one to go out with, if at all!"

"Don't worry about it, Beatrice," Phineas said reassuringly. "Your mom and I will help you." Then he and his wife hugged there robot daughter.

"Thanks, guys," Beatrice said appreciatively.

Bethany just reacted in disgust. "You like Mathew and Daniel? But they're weird."

"Yes... that's the take away from what I just said." Beatrice responded sarcastically. "Would you prefer I carried a torch for Duncan or Sir Meanqy?" Bethany just went back into the house and closed the door. "And if last time is any indication, were locked out of the house again."

Chapter 33: Time of Ending.

Beatrice greeted a new day with a smile on her face, and with a plan in her mind. "Alright Dad, I'm going to go help my cousins with there personal issues!" She then rocked off to find her robotic cousins, fellow BEA-Droids like her that were created from the Quantum Android Forge from genetic material from her father's friends and families, and a blend of quantum energy and various plants.

Anyway, Beatrice rocketed towards the home of BEA-Droid Beta. Norman Fletcher. She was let into the house by her Step-Uncle Ferb and made her way to Norman's bedroom.

"So... what exactly do you propose?" Norman said.

"I haven't thought that far ahead!" Beatrice admitted. "I only got as far as 'help with problems that are bothering you'."

"And I presume that you'll be doing this in alphabetical order?" Norman asked.

"Yep! From Beta to Epsilon... and I do not have a plan what-so-ever on how to make that happen!" Beatrice said, undaunted by her poor planning. "So... I could just prescribe you to Dr. Metro."

"This feels likes something we could have talked about over the phone," Norman said.

"True... but just calling would be so impersonal," Beatrice said. "Besides, our fathers are brothers. Not biological mind you but brothers all the same."

"That is a fair point." Norman then sighed. "I just... really want people to like me."

"Cheer up Norman," Beatrice said. "Just be yourself, and things will work out. Trust me, it's worked wonders for me." She said enthusiastically.

"I can only promise to try, and before you say it. Trying does not automatically grant that I'll fail in the attempt. It just means that I will go and attempt to make friends." Norman said.

"I wasn't going to say it... now I need to go check on Jessica. Here's my therapist's business card." Beatrice then made a beeline for the home of her Aunt Cadence and Uncle Jeremy. After being let in she went to Amanda and Jessica's room and found the two siblings facing each other's backs and not talking to each other. "I have come to provide help!"

"With what?" Amanda Johnson said.

"With... this!" Jessica said in frustration. "I mean I try to hang out with you but then you ditch me without any warning."

Beatrice looked in disappointment at her Human cousin. "Amanda... do you have Grimwads Syndrome? Fear of robots?"

Amanda was taken aback. "What?! No, I'm not afraid of robots I swear! Heck, I've lived with one in my bedroom for the last few months." She said defensively. "It's just... my friends make fun of me for having robot relatives." She explained regretfully.

"Wait seriously?" Jessica said incredulously. "I'm a robot! And what's more, I can do this!" The red-headed gynoid then changed her arms into several different tools and devices. "Who wouldn't want to know someone who can do something this cool?!"

Beatrice took a deep breath. "Amanda, if your friends don't approve of your family... were they ever really your friends in the first place?" She then looked at Jessica. "And Jessica, most people aren't comfortable with a Human-like robot that can do what we do... believe me. I've had to wrestle with that particular dip in the Uncanny Valley." She explained. "I'm not saying you shouldn't use your gadgets in public. Just don't be surprised if people find it disturbing."

"Huh... I never thought of that." Jessica said as she returned her arms to normal.

"Now come on ladies... hug it-" Beatrice was caught off guard as Amanda hugged both her cousin and her sister. "SWEAT GLORY! I FORGOT HOW STRONG YOU ARE!"

"I'm so sorry for mistreating you guys!" Amanda apologized.

"No... harm... no... foul!" Jessica said in pain from the hug.

"I'm sorry," Amanda said as she let go. "Sometimes I forget that I'm technically part Vampire... mainly because my mom was a Vampire in only one episode of the original series, and even then I think it was intended as just a visual gag." She said breaking the fourth wall.

"Yeah... I liked that episode." Beatrice said, also breaking the fourth wall. "Well anyway, here's the business card for my therapist if you need further help." She then jumped out of the window and flew off.

"The heck is this all about anyway?" Amanda asked.

"Well, when we were in England helping Aunt Eliza. We activated our shared combat system... and got a glimpse into each other's minds again." Jessica said. "Thankfully all we learned was that we had issues that had cropped up since that mission onboard Stellar Imperium." She explained. "Namely that Norman feels alienated, our issues. That Jonah and Veronica have mutual crushes on each-" She then covered her mouth, realizing that she almost spilled too much.

"Wait... you know everything that Bea and the other BEA-Droids know," Amanda said.

"I'm only going to say that in the combat system we can feel each other's thoughts, memories, and stimuli," Jessica said.

"Really?... does Bea have a crush on anyone?" Amanda asked.

"Uh..." Jessica said nervously. "Wait! I need to check up on Xavier and Fred!" She then bolted out of the room.

"For the last time! Those two don't do anything!" Amanda said in disbelief as she followed Jessica into the backyard. "Wait, what are you two doing?" She said as Xavier and Fred were working on what looked like a futuristic rollercoaster.

"Uh... nothing?" The two boys said.

"I knew it! You guys never do anything!" Amanda said in irritation. "I swear, we have the laziest brothers on Earth!"

Jessica just groaned at her Human sister's apparent inability to perceive anything that Xavier and Fred did. "Hey Jessica, can you get us a blow torch and some peanut butter?"

"No, I'm going to try to get mom to see this... and probably fail but this still looks dangerous!" Jessica then ran off.


Beatrice arrived at the park with Jonah Underwood and Veronica Murphy. "I'm sorry I dragged you out like this. But I'd rather not chance Murphy's Law from making this difficult."

"Oh believe me... I know that feeling." Veronica said.

"Yeah... but look. We're technically cousins... it would probably be gross for us to go steady." Jonah said.

"I ran through this same question on an online forum. The main consequence was that, if two bio-organic robots of the same model and design date, and do NOT have any existing direct or indirect legal relation, or by DNA. It's not incest if they follow up on romantic feelings." Beatrice explained. "...and then the forum descended into anarchy when a couple of SJW trolls got on and just started ranting in pure unhinged non-sequiturs."

Veronica and Jonah then looked at each other. "Well... that does make me feel a little better," Jonah said.

"I mean... would we still want to put our friendship at stake for the sake of this?" Veronica said.

"And here's the card for my therapist," Beatrice said as she offered a pair to the two of them. "I don't know if he can handle teen drama, but he's worked with me for a little over a decade."


One week passed, and things had improved for the BEA-Droids. Norman had managed to acquire his circle of friends at the school. Jessica and Amanda grew closer as sisters, and Amanda even left behind those of her friends that disapproved of her robotic family members. Jonah and Veronica, after much awkwardness. Started dating in earnest.

However... a new wrinkle entered Bea's life. "We know you have a crush on us," Mathew said bluntly.

"I thought we were going to work our way to that?" Daniel said.

"Yes, but then we'd be here all day," Mathew said.

Beatrice was floored in surprise. "H-H-How did you learn that?"

"Bea... your cousin has the nickname of 'Loose Lips' because she sells gossip to the highest bidder... that and the fact that she's dated almost every boy in school. But in this instance, I'm referring to the gossip auctions." Daniel said.

"And I only got involved out of morbid curiosity," Mathew said. "Point is, we are both flattered by your attraction to us... and I do think you're cute."

"Likewise," Daniel said. "But... look we won't make you choose between us. Just take some time, and..." Then Beatrice curled up and fell to the floor. "... and let cooler heads prevail."

"My... my cousin just. Just revealed one of my most personal secrets." Beatrice whimpered. "How... how could this be worse?!"

"A robot dragon attacks the school?" Mathew said.

"That would be an improvement right now!" Beatrice said.

"Oh... well then your about to be a very happy camper," Daniel said as indeed, a robot dragon did come from the sky.

"Well... I honestly thought you were joking Mathew. Now if you'll excuse me." Beatrice then ran off, and joined together with her cousins into an armored robot werewolf form, and engaged the Dragon in fierce combat.

"So what do you want to bet that-"

"Nope!" Daniel interrupted. "Every other bet, you win. And if it's that Bea will win against that dragon or any other details. I'd be high and dry on funds again... and my parents will NOT be happy if that happens again."

"So you can learn something for High School," Daniel said sardonically. "Wonders truly will never cease."


Beauregard Flynn was looking over a console anxiously, as it displayed footage of Draco battling the combined BEA-Droids. Something that was not helped, the leadership of the Eternal King's coalition were watching this fight on a giant screen close by.

"I'll give the Humans credit." Ty'raka said. "They do know how to set up impressive fights."

"Indeed," Doombringer said in agreement. "Two monsters of the Human's distant past. Remade as great machines of war... clashing in a violent contest." He then breathed in deeply. "It is art."

"Yes, I'm so glad that you think my baby boy getting the scrap kicked out of him is good entertainment," Beauregard said in aggravation. "Now quiet! I need to collect new data on the BEA-Droids... anything to make this endeavor worthwhile." He said as he analyzed the data he was remotely getting from Draco.

This fight lasted for several hours. With Draco and the combined BEA-Droid werewolf trading blows, breathing fire at each other, shooting laser beams, and even using buildings as clubs against each other. "Beauregard, I know you find this content distasteful considering your relationship with Draco... but you are missing out on a spectacle." The Eternal King said.

"I'm picking up fascinating new upgrades to the BEA-Droid design... I wonder if I could put these into my systems?" Beauregard just ignored the Eternal King. "And... I've got them downloaded into my private computer system." Then without warning the connection was cut off, and the footage of the fight in turn. "What just happened?"

"Oh bother, it seems that the werewolf robot unleashed some manner of EMP field that disabled your connection to Draco's sensors and the cloaked camera drones," Monocletron said in disbelief.

Beauregard then started to hyperventilate. "Easy... you have my word. That if any harm comes to your son. I will assist you in seeking retribution." Sool-Aaris, the dog-like science officer of the Vigilant of Ic'thao said telepathically to the young android.

"As shall I," Monocletron added.

Ty'raka and Doombringer rolled there eyes. "Do not dismiss their empathy for Beauregard's plight." The Eternal King scolded. "And I see that you've put no thought into what the Humans might do to Draco if they were to capture him."


Several hours later, Phineas, Ferb, and Heinz Doofenshmirtz were looking over the captured Draco. "I still can't believe it... Beauregard made this himself." Phineas said in both terror and awe.

"A BEA-Droid made with the genetic material of Yoral and Cy'taran DNA... that is rather impressive," Ferb said.

"I'm calling shenanigans," Heinz complained. "Besides the BEA-Droids. Robots can't have DNA... maybe RNA but that probably doesn't work like that would imply." He said.

Then the Errant Traveler entered the lab. "Regardless, Doctor Doofenshmirtz. That is what this automaton is. A hybrid of Phineas's BEA-Droid technology, Yoral genetic material, and Cy'tarian Ener-Fluid... and yes Heinz. Cy'tarian's do have genetic material. It's a long story there, and the secrets to recreating them were lost to my people during the War of Broken Empires when both species rebelled against my people." She explained at length.

Heinz whistled. "That sounds like a lot of backstory their lady."

"It is. But to make a long story short, my people used to rule most of the universe through two races we created. One was the Yoral, genetically engineered to be the greatest warriors in creation, able to master any battlefield. And the Cy'tarian's... well there giant robots that can turn into any kind of vehicle to blend in with primitive environments, but mostly I think they were made that way because it was cool." The Errant Traveler explained. "But eventually, two beings known as Yoral and Cy'tar led their respective species into open rebellion against my kind, who they called the Spaa-Chronous. The war lasted for many eons, thousands of our worlds were destroyed, and untold trillions died on every side. But eventually, they emerged victoriously... of course, they also laid waste to our original galaxy in the process."

"No sacrifice is too great when freedom is at stake," Ferb said. "Although an entire galaxy being ravaged is far from a measured response."

"Agreed," The Errant Traveler agreed. "In the aftermath of the War of the Broken Empires. Both races went into self-imposed exile in the Milky War... then there was another war between both the Yoral's and the Cy'tarians. The War of Flesh and Iron, that saw the Cy'tarian's being driven out except for Stellar Imperium." She explained. "A true tragedy there."

"But what does it mean?" Phineas asked. "From what we've gathered from his black box. He's meant to be the Vanguard of an upcoming alien invasion."

"I'll help in figuring out our enemy's composition. You know, figure out what specifically they have to muster." The Errant Traveler said. "Speaking of BEA-Droids, any idea where Beatrice and her friends are?" She asked.

"Well apparently Amanda found out about-" Phineas was then interrupted by a hologram of Beauregard appearing.

"Attention: This message is encoded for BEA-Droid observation only." The hologram said.


Several minutes later. The program was brought to Beatrice and the other BEA-Droids in a sealed room. "Bea... it's me, Beauregard your twin brother." He started. "I imagine that you and the other BEA-Droids are watching this message as well. That might help. To put it simply... the invasion is about to begin."

The BEA-Droids looked at each other in concern. "I won't bore you with verbally explaining the details. But since the Vow of Vengeance left Earth, the Vigilant of Ic'thao have been gathering allies at the behest of a Spaa-Chronous known as the Eternal King." Beauregard explained. "Including, but not limited to. The pirates of Battlefleet Kraken. A faction of renegade Cy'tarians led by a warlord named Doombringer. The Sym'ian Princes G'reet and Va-Kaa... of course you already knew that. Sorry about that... anyway. Then since that adventure last Christmas. We've been going around the galaxy, recruiting anyone interested in conquering Earth, with few if any moral scruples. They've even been raiding Fellowship depots for more equipment... some pretty impressive hardware if I do say so myself." He explained as holograms of the relevant content appeared next to him.

"Well... that does look impressive," Beatrice observed.

"And I don't think I need to tell you about the V'haack-117 Anti Electronic Defence Device's... which are still being constructed despite my protests." Beauregard then sighed. "Look... I know what you must think of me. Siding with one of your oldest enemies, just to get revenge on... on Phineas for deactivating me. But this is bigger than just petty revenge." He said. "This is, in the grander scale of things. Protecting humanity from a hostile universe. As a show of good faith. I smuggled two agents from Ty'raka's time off of the Vow of Vengeance on a shuttle to Earth. But take heed... I'm still going to take over the world. The difference between my quote-unquote, 'allies'." He said gesturing air-quotes. "Is that I'm doing all this to SAVE Humanity. And yes, that still means subjugating the Earth, and it's protectorates beneath my fist, and curtailing civil liberties... but if that means that Humanity can actually survive, and not be consummate reprobates anymore. Then I'll gladly do that which our father could not bring himself to do. And this time, I hope you get a say in whether or not you fight me." He explained at length.

"Warning: Unfamiliar software has accessed your data-network." All five Crickets said to there respective hosts.

"And by now your Cricket's... what a weird name... anyway. This message also contains software and data, specifically they disabled the various override programs that Phineas programmed into our model line. And also a restraining program that will keep you from directly sharing that data that is being uploaded to your data-networks to anyone else until someone brings up the subject directly, or provides a solution to the matter." Beauregard said. "Goodbye... also, the original message is set to delete itself after it finishes, but not the copies that are uploaded into your data-networks."

The message then ended. "Well... and this week went by so well," Beatrice said in irritation. "And I thought Amanda revealing my crushes was the low point."

"I'm still sorry I blurted it out to her!" Jessica apologized.

"I'm not blaming you," Beatrice said. "I'm blaming Amanda for taking something deeply personal to me, and making money off of it!"

Then Phineas, Ferb, Heinz, and the Errant Traveler entered the room. "So what was the message?" The Errant Traveler said.

"We can only say that, is that a storm is coming," Norman said.

"What? It was just that?" Heinz asked.

"No, Beauregard was waah..." Veronica was surprised when she couldn't form the words. "As I was saying. He was weeir..." She then slumped in disappointment.

This went on for several minutes. "Long story short," Jonah started. "Beauregard sent a message for us specifically. There was software in that keeps us from sharing it with you... and also it most likely delated our overrides." He said frankly.

"Really?" Phineas and Ferb then pulled out scanning devices.

"Well I'll be, he did do that," Ferb said in surprise as the scanners confirmed what Jonah had sent.

"Look... just get to building up and improving the Earth's defenses," Beatrice said in exhaustion. "We'll try to... give indirect advice. Now if you'll excuse me... I need to find a certain Amanda Johnson, and give her a piece of my mind." She then flew through the ceiling.

"So... how do we wake up sleeping beauty?" Heinz said, looking at Draco.

Phineas ignored this question and called his daughter. "Bea. Whatever you're thinking about doing to your cousin. Don't." He said sternly.

"Relax father," Beatrice said in a disturbingly sweet tone. "I'm just going to show Amanda what it's like to have one's most private thoughts shared with the world.


Meanwhile, in deep space, Stellar Imperium, the great Cy'tarian Colossus had come across a shuttlecraft. "Hmm... that looks like a Fellowship vessel. And it's more advanced then what the Fellowship should be able to produce." He thought to himself as he scanned the ship. That was when he noticed two Human life signs inside. "Well... this piques my curiosity." He then brought the ship onboard. "Greetings," He said as the two Humans left the ship. "And welcome to-"

"Oh, thank goodness." The man said, looking relieved. "We were stuck in that ship for weeks..."

"We were running low on food and supplies... not to mention all we had for entertainment was playing 'I Spy'... it gets boring after awhile going through the void." The woman said. "Sorry, I am Agent Ameythist, and this is my partner, Agent Redwall. We're from the 51st century like Ty'raka. Up until recently, we had been imprisoned on his flagship, the Vow of Vengeance."

"And you escaped?" Stellar Imperium asked.

"If by that you mean. 'A member of the Eternal King's Inner Circle-"

"THE ETERNAL KING!?" Stellar Imperium roared in shock.

"Yes... I'm afraid that this situation is a Code Ebon Night... if we were back in the future." Agent Amythist said.

"Believe me young lady... whatever the Eternal King is planing. It is, by definition. Ebon Night describes it to a 'T'"

"Yeah... we know that." Agent Redwall said. "It was... will be... the point is the Eternal King was the one who started the Earth-Fellowship War. And is the entire reason that Ty'raka wants to exterminate Humanity... and that is probably just the first step in an extremely complicated plan on his part."

"Agreed... I'll set course for Earth." Stellar Imperium said as his form shifted. "I just hope that we can get there in time to help... and prevent... The Return."

"Uh... mind filling us in on the details big guy?" Agent Redwall asked.

Stellar Imperium sighed. "Only because it's a long voyage from here to Earth."

Chapter 34: Defenders of the Night.

Beatrice was anxious, as since learning of the impending invasion of Earth by the Vigilant of Ic'thao, and their allies. She tried her best to find something, anything to help add to the planet's defenses.

"-Ms. Flynn!" The voice of Beatrice's homeroom teacher brought the young gynoid back to reality. "Beatrice do you need to go to the nurses' office?" She asked with concern.

"Mrs. Kwalski..." Beatrice said, clearly exhausted. "For the last time, I don't need... conventional medicine."

"Be that as it may, you look like you haven't slept in days." Mrs. Kwalski said with concern.

"I can take her home," Duncan said, standing up. "And as a matter of fact... she hasn't slept in at least a week."

"I said I'm fin-" Beatrice then slumped over. "Uh... Cricket?"

"I am sorry Beatrice. But you have been neglecting your proper sleep cycles." Cricket said.

"And you know exactly why! I can't waste time sleeping when there's an alien invasion coming." Beatrice was then carried out of the school by Duncan. "Oh for the love of- COULD YOU AT LEAST LET ME TALK TO HIM?!"

"Negative," Cricket said as they went outside. Then Duncan changed his form into that of a gargoyle. "Besides, I for one would like more information regarding Duncan. All we know is that he is a gargoyle... and virtually nothing else."

Duncan then took off in flight. "Well, I figured that he didn't like to talk about himself!" Beatrice protested.


That evening. Beatrice's body finally awoke. "There, I believe you are sufficiently rested for now." Beatrice then saw a woman with red hair... with pale blue skin, wings, a golden tiara, earrings, an armband, an anklet, and the very distinctive feet that Beatrice was familiar with from Duncan.

"I was wondering when you would awaken. I had feared my son had brought home a corpse. But I am not certain if we have met before. You may call me Demona, I am the mother of Duncan." Demona said.

"What is even happening right now?" Beatrice said in bewilderment.

"That is rather simple," Duncan said as he entered the room in his gargoyle form. "Put it simply, you've been running yourself ragged since you learned about the coming invasion of Earth. You've been neglecting your well being to find allies and materials to help in the defense of Earth... but you don't have to do this alone."

"Put simply. My son believes that I can help." Demona said. "Though to be frank... I can't get you into contact with the other Gargoyle Clans. Most hate me on general principle, or because I wronged them at some point."

"Your right... which is while you will bring her to Goliath and his clan to-"

"I will do no such thing," Demona said. "I've left that life behind. And I'm certain that he and the others would prefer that I don't return to ruin whatever they've made for themselves in the long decades since I was last in New York City."

"Mom... aliens are coming to our planet. And they are coming for war." Duncan said grimly.

"And as I've heard, this... Ormphala Ty'raka is only bent on destroying Humans." Demona said.

Duncan growled. "This is bigger than just Humanity. No doubt your people will be caught in the crossfire. Even if they are not directly assaulted, then they will be collateral damage." Duncan snarled. "Now... either agree to help us defend our shared homeworld. Or point us in the direction of someone who can."

Demona looked around the room. On one-hand was her hybrid son, fuming with righteous indignation. On the other, was a young gynoid with the weight of the world on her shoulders. Despite her advanced age... she did not completely un-sympathize with Beatrice. "I'll give you the address where Goliath and the Manhattan Clan last resided."


Several days later, Beatrice, Phineas, and Duncan had arrived at the top of the Eyrie Building at sunset. "So... how long should this take?" Phineas asked as they looked at the Gargoyle statues.

"I... I JUST... HOW LONG HAS THIS SCOTISH CASTLE BEEN ON TOP OF A NEW YORK CITY SKYSCRAPER!?" Beatrice said incredulously, her voice modulated by her Silver Automaton armor.

"Since the mid-'90s. Now please be quiet!" Duncan said, then the sunset in earnest. And the Gargoyles awoke, roaring as their stone skin broke off. Duncan, in turn, changed into his Gargoyle form and knelt to the older Gargoyles.

"What is the point of having Xanatos live here if he isn't going to keep us abreast of guests?" Goliath said in resignation.

"Hi, I'm Phineas Flynn. This is the Silver Automaton. And he's Duncan." Phineas said, completely nonchalant at the epic sight he had just seen.

Goliath looked closely at the young Gargoyle before him. "Your of Demona's blood."

"I didn't have much of a choice in that," Duncan said as he stood up. "I know of her misdeeds, and the only thing she ever gave me of value was my Gargoyle abilities."

"What about the ability to change into a human form at will?" Beatrice asked.

"Okay SA, apart from those, my mother never gave me anything that I held with any value," Duncan said.

"And what about your Teddy-"

"The point is." Duncan interrupted. "Is that she's... not a pleasant person no matter how you look at it."

"The more things change, the more they stay the same. Eh Goliath?" A red Gargoyle said.

"She has softened Brooklyn," Goliath said. "Regardless, I have heard of you, and your talent for machines Mr. Flynn... I doubt this meeting is simply to meet."

"Your not wrong," Phineas said. "See... there's an alien invasion coming to Earth. And we need to organize as many defenses of Earth as we can muster to protect us."

"Why don't you just bring all those giant robots you're making on Mars?" A small yellowish Gargoyle with flying squirrel-like wings said.

"Do not speak out of turn Lexington," Goliath said.

"Though to answer your question. We don't have any transports ready that can move the Everest Droids off of Mars. And we... don't know WHEN the invasion will happen."

"And by we, he means everyone else besides me and a handful of other robots of my configuration. Oh which we cannot share due to foreign software that prevents us from sharing the specific details to anyone." Beatrice explained.

"So some malware corrupted your programming so that you can't share the information," Lexington said. Goliath and the rest of the Clan just looked at the relatively young Gargoyle in confusion. "It... it's like a geis for robots."

"That is an acceptable comparison. That most that I or my cousins can do is provide imprecise tactical advice." Beatrice said, then without warning, a massive vessel. Stellar Imperium appeared in the sky. "Do not be alarmed. He is not the aforementioned invader. He is, in fact, an old friend of mine."

"Does this... enemy have similar craft?" Goliath asked cautiously.

"I can only confirm that it is within the realm of possibilities," Beatrice said.


Later on, Beatrice, Phineas, and Duncan were onboard Stellar Imperium. "So this is the Cy'tarian Colossus you palled around with, Bea... I'm surprised the hallways are so... small." Duncan noted as he looked about the immense hallways.

"That is a personal design choice on my part. It's been centuries since I've had any passengers big enough to warrant the typical Cy'tar size." Stellar Imperium said. "But I did not return to Earth just to visit friends. I've brought two beings back to you." Then Agent's Amythist and Redwall met up with our heroes.

"Would it be too much to hope that you talked Ty'raka down from all this?" Phineas asked.

"Yes, yes it would." Agent Redwall said plainly.

"We were captured... and tortured. If Beauregard hadn't set us free in an escape pod, we'd probably have died onboard the Vow of Vengeance." Agent Amythest said grimly.

Then something inside of Beatrice's head said. 'BLOCKER REMOVED.' "Yes... my brother mentioned in his message that he freed you two." She said. "What can you do to help protect Earth?"

"Well to make a long story short... everything is worse then we thought it was." Agent Redwall said frankly.

"Chronous... the Father of the Spaa-Chronous, is returning." Stellar Imperium said grimly. "That fool, the Eternal King has done all of these horrible things. To set the stage for the return of the creator of the Spaa-Chronus's society, and there borderline magical technology."

"And... that would be bad, wouldn't it?" Phineas asked.

"Imagine the absolute figures from the long and blood-stained history of your people Mr. Flynn... Chronous. Is. Worse! At the apex of the Spaa-Chronous empire of old. He ordered entire galaxies destroyed for the pettiest of reasons. I was there during the War of Broken Empires... I beheld his malice personally before he was sealed away into a time loop, the likes of which even the greatest Time Shaman's of the distant past couldn't untangle." Stellar Imperium explained.

Beatrice was floored by this. "I... this is so much worse than one alien trying to destroy mankind."

"I'm glad you at least grasp the stakes, Beatrice." Stellar Imperium said as Beatrice stumbled onto her knee.

"Slow down man! Your overwhelming her!" Phineas said as he helped his daughter back to her feet.

"This ordeal will take more than just uniting every fighting force on Earth to repel. Isn't it?" Duncan asked.

"Indeed. It will take the combined might of the Fellowship, and the Coalition in the Andromeda Galaxy." Stellar Imperium said.

"Wait... isn't that where the Cy'tarians were exiled after that War of Flesh and Iron?" Beatrice asked.

"Yes, I'm more than certain you met most of the Coalition's leadership on Legends of G'wiber: Online. Back when you traveled with me. My point being, it will take the combined might of both of our respective civilizations to keep Chronous's malice contained." Stellar Imperium said.

"So... at the very least. This won't be my responsibility alone." Beatrice said.

"I was under the impression that this was OUR responsibility," Duncan said defensively.

Beatrice took a sharp breath through her nose. "Duncan... Ty'raka nearly destroyed mankind ten years ago. I lost you, and Felicia, and Sir Meanqy in time for an entire decade. My new friends... well there capable, but the point I'm trying to get across. Is that this whole thing is personal for me! And I don't want to risk losing any of you again!"

"I see..." Duncan said. "I suspected that you were hurt by that... but I didn't anticipate how bad the damage was."


Everyone was taken aback. "I... I honestly can't remember her ever raising her voice like that."

"I just want to help you! I brought you to the Manhatten Clan, in the hopes that THEY could take over managing the defense of Earth! You've been all but tearing your hair out over this entire affair!" Duncan said.

"I! HAVE! NOT!" She roared as she tore out giant clumps of her long blue hair, leaving noticeable bald spots on her head. "Oh-okay... I have now..."

"Look, Beatrice. Your overwhelmed, and thanks to Beauregard you can't even directly tell us anything about the invasion." Phineas said sympathetically to his eldest daughter. "Your friends have been trying to help you. But your so scared of losing them, that you're pushing them away."

"Dad... I don't want to lose the people that care about me." Beatrice said in exhaustion. "Some days... it's honestly tempting to just turn off my emotions, permanently. So that I don't have to deal with the sheer weight of my... my troubles."

"And I will not abide by your self-pity!" Stellar Imperium spoke up. "Beatrice, your an incredible young woman... but there is only so much one person. Even one of my scale and power can do. Your friends and family love you... would you be able to appreciate any of that if you couldn't feel anything? No fear, no anger, no sadness... no joy, or happiness, or love?"

"Fair...fair enough," Beatrice said. "I just... Dr. Metro was right. I do have a Hero Complex."

"And do you know what people with Hero Complex's do?" Stellar Imperium said.

"Buy Bulgarian folk dancing equipment?" Phineas said.

"Exactly-wait? What? Why that be your first guess?" Stellar Imperium said in bewilderment. "No... they get friends to help them. To share in the load. Not to drive them away to protect them."

"I just want to protect... but that isn't enough, it seems," Beatrice said.

"Look, I can take you guys home if you want." Stellar Imperium said.

"That depends, is that what you want Beatrice?" Phineas asked, Beatrice just nodded. "Okay, well I'll have to call up our jet." He said as he took out his phone.

"Can we stop by the castle again?" Duncan asked.

"You know something, big guy," Beatrice said. "After my nervous breakdown... you've earned it. And now that I think about it..."


"So... the robot that saved our world from the Sym'ian's a decade ago... was a teenage girl," Goliath said in amusement as he and the rest of his clan looked at Beatrice without her Silver Automaton armor.

"Well technically I just look like one... and the... issues one can have as well," Beatrice said.

"Still, you've managed to protect the world... Goliath, we have to help her!" A purple female Gargoyle said.

"I already agreed on our services Angela," Goliath said. "This, however... is priceless. That the monsters that overwhelmed the Earth were beaten back... by a teenage girl."

"A teenage girl who was also mutilated by the Sym'ian's, and spent three months in a supercomputer traumatized by the whole ordeal for three months," Duncan said. "That small detail should not be ignored."

"Wow... how'd you fit inside?" A blue portly Gargoyle asked.

"I think it's more that her consciousness was transferred to its internal systems Bronx," Lexington said.

"That is the case yes. My body was damaged to the point where I needed to be transferred into a suitable vessel." Beatrice said. "Otherwise... I would have died then and there. Point is that I'd rather NOT have one of the most psychologically scaring moments of my life belittled or otherwise downplayed." She went on. "And besides, if it weren't for the Silver Automaton armor. The Sym'ian's would probably still be occupying Earth."

"My intention was not to offend," Goliath said. "It's just that the idea of those deranged monkey's being driven off by a child... I can't help but smile at the idea." He grinned. "Though if they ever return... I would ask permission to take their heads."

"Is there a particular reason why?" Duncan asked.

"All I will say is that the Sym'ian's gave us a personal reason to despise there kind," Goliath said as he displayed his former mentor, Hudson's sword.

"Get in line, there are still people who despise the Sym'ian's. Our friend Daniel froths at the mention of those ornery monkeys... they crippled him during the invasion" Daniel said. "But more to my interests. I wish to... get to know my erstwhile relatives more." He said awkwardly. "More specifically, I wish to know more about my heritage as a Gargoyle. Whenever I asked my mother about it, she'd brush me off."

"Oh, so you don't know anything? I thought it was odd that you never brought up being a Gargoyle much." Beatrice said.

"Very well. Lexington, ready some research material for our young friend to study." Goliath said.


The following week. Beatrice's emotional state improved. "Beatrice, I've been telling you this for at least a year now." Dr. Metro said as she laid down on the couch in his office.

"True, but it's easier to listen to that kind of advice from a friend... especially one whose a giant robot that can turn into a space ship," Beatrice said. "And besides, after ten years your recommendations and advice have kind of bled together."

"Do you still have problems with Daniel and Mathew?" Dr. Metro asked.

"Look there nice guys... but I've been having these weird dreams where I'm married to Daniel. But I don't want to be confined by fate. They're cute in their ways but... I just don't know who would be right for me." Beatrice said anxiously. "And thanks to the upcoming invasion I can't even focus on comparative problems like THAT!"

"I thought you were delegating responsibility to your family to manage the defense of Earth." Dr. Metro said.

"I... I just don't want to deal with the drama." Beatrice said. "I thought things were alright, but then Amanda stabs me in the back, blurts out something that was supposed to be completely private between me and the other BEA-Droids." She said angrily. "But nooooo... she just had to SELL that to two of my best friends! And now it's a priority that I decide... and I don't think I need to tell you about the robot Dragon."

"No. You don't need to remind me." Dr. Metro said. "Though I believe that your reaction to Amanda's betrayal of trust was a bit... mean spirited."

"Yeah... that might have been," Beatrice said shamefully. "I was angry, I wasn't thinking clearly. But if it means that Amanda Johnson learns NOT to spill people's secrets in the long term... well I can live with that."

"A fair point, but has she been improving in that regard?" Dr. Metro asked.

"If by that, you mean she's finally stopped mopping about what I did, and has learned the importance of keeping something private... no, she has not," Beatrice said. "She's taken to throwing passive-aggressive insults at me whenever she can. I'll try to talk to Aunt Candace and Uncle Jeremy about it." She said. "But the point is. I've been sleeping properly again, and I've learned to not push my friends and family away to protect them... there pretty good at protecting themselves in there own rights anyway."

"Yes... and the ETA on the alien invasion?" Dr. Metro said. "I feel like your therapist I should also be aware of when aliens are going to invade our planet... especially after all the damage the Sym'ian's caused by there lonesome."

Beatrice just groaned. "I... I can't. I really can't give the date to anyone. Not unless they're a BEA-Droid like me. Otherwise, I just can't form the words. I can't even write the date and time it'll happen on the off chance that someone other then us will read it!"

"Have you tried a cipher? Or a secret code? Or having the malware removed altogether?" Dr. Metro asked.

"First, I'm pretty sure those are the same things. Second, we tried that... and we got carried away with writing a children's book about a walrus named Timmy that was a door to door insurance salesmen... it got kind of out of hand. And third, dad has already tried, but between him, Uncle Ferb, Great Uncle Heinz, and even the Errant Traveler can't figure out how to debug us." Beatrice went on at length.

"But aren't they usually really good with technology?" Dr. Metro aked.

"Well apparently, whatever Beauregard infected us with is based on some kind of Spaa-Chronous native source code that the Errant Traveler can't recognize," Beatrice said. "And without knowing it better, we can't have Beauragards malware deprogrammed."

"Wouldn't that also remove the count down?" Dr. Metro asked.

"Probably. But it's still frustrating that I can't share the full details of the invasion." Beatrice said. "Well, I see that our time is up." She said as she got up from the coach. Beatrice then flew home.

"How was your appointment?" Isabella asked of her eldest daughter.

"It was pretty good... it was mostly me sharing exposition but otherwise it was nice," Beatrice said. "Thankfully I think I'll have the night off-"


"Nevermind... I just got a signal from Cricket that something is going on. With any luck, I'll be home in time for dinner." Beatrice said in annoyance.

"I'll save you some leftovers," Isabella added.

"Mom..." Beatrice said. "Bethany is a Human garbage disposal with your cooking. We both know that with her, there won't be any leftovers despite yours and dad's best efforts to keep her from ODing." She said as she donned her Silver Automaton armor.

"Fair enough, just don't run up your father's credit card bill again," Isabella said. "It's getting harder and harder to explain to the banks whenever you go nuts with splurging at restaurants... and lawsuits about what you do in the women's bathrooms."

"It's not my fault that A) there are such good restaurants in Danville that I absentmindedly try to eat everything that I can. And B), that my digestion is so efficient that it mainly creates terrible smelling gas." Beatrice then donned her Silver Automaton helmet. "Either way, the people of Danville need me now." She then rocketed out of the house, ready to face her duties... though still anxious about what she knew was on the horizon.

Chapter 35: War for Earth: Wardawn

It was a fairly typical day at Danville High School. "-and that concludes my book report of 'Stranger in a Strange Land' by Robert A. Heinlein." Beatrice Flynn, the robot daughter of Phineas and Isabella Flynn finished, her class and her teacher had there faces frozen in terror and disgust. "Proof positive that Mr. Heinlein was a perverted weirdo

"Uh... that was an... interesting book you covered." The teacher, Mrs. Kwalski said. Trying her best to not react. "But what did it have to do with the subject?"

"Well it was about Mars... and I used a randomizer algorithm to find a book. And that book was the first one I saw." Beatrice said. "And yes... I know in hindsight that I should have chosen something else. But I was adamant about seeing this through." She explained.

"I see." The bell then rang. "And that's school for today."

Everyone left the classroom. Eventually, Beatrice returned home after flying across town in a large scale Broadway-style musical that will not be shown for time. "Mom, Dad I'm home!" She said as she entered the Flynn house.

"How was school today?" Isabella asked.

"Fine... accept my book report didn't go down all that well," Beatrice said. "It was honestly the book's fault there. Anyway, I'm going to go to my room now." She said as she went into the basement.

Beatrice then placed a device on the floor. Then she sat down a lotus position and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in the internet.

"WELCOME, BEATRICE FLYNN." Said Machina, the great AI construct that supervised the Internet.

"Where are the others?" Beatrice asked.


Beatrice then took flight through the chaotic landscape of the Internet. Eventually arriving at her destination. The comparatively tranquil location that was the interior of Stellar Imperium's mind.

"Ah, I was wondering when you were coming." Stellar Imperium said. "Your cousins got here before you did." He said Beatrice caught up with her robotic cousins. They were also robots like her. Each one created in a similar manner as her, spliced with botanical elements and nanobots, and powered by a quantum singularity.

"I feel like this would be more efficient if we went onboard Stellar Imperium directly?" Norman Fletcher, BEA-Droid Beta asked.

"We could... but I for one would rather not raise suspicion among our families," Beatrice said. Being BEA-Droid Alpha she was effectively the leader of this band of Earthborn robots.

"Not to mention that thanks to Beauregard. We cannot even share the details of the coming invasion." Jessica Johnson, BEA-Droid Gamma said.

"Yeah, we've already tried everything to tell our parents. Nothing has worked." Jonah Underwood, Bea-Droid Delta said.

"Yes well, I wrote it down!" Veronica Murphy, BEA-Droid Epsilon said proudly. "At least until the piece of paper I wrote it down on caught fire... and my ceiling collapsed... and I saw my parents in the bath- point is that I had it written down before Murphy's Law stymied me."

"Well let's look over the facts." Stellar Imperium said. The ancient robot that could turn into a giant space ship then showed several holograms. "The crux of all this hangs on one man. The Spaa-Chronous known as the Eternal King." He said regarding a hologram of a distinguished-looking man with white hair. "He's manipulated events to bring together Orphala Ty'raka, leader of the Vigilant of Ic'thao and Yoral warrior from the fifty-first century. A time when the Fellowship of Yoral was still recovering from a devastating war against Humanity that the Eternal King himself orchestrated that saw there civilization devastated. Doombringer, leader of the Doomicons and instigator of the War of the Cleaved Houses in the Andromeda galaxy, long believed deactivated and exiled after the war, he's resurfaced and he's been leading the Cy'tarian contingent of the Eternal King's forces. And then... there's Beauregard Flynn." He continued grimly. "I'm sure I don't need to remind what he's done since he was reactivated."

"No, you don't," Beatrice said through gritted teeth.

"Anyway, they have. Over the past year gathered together all manner of villains. From the disgraced Sym'ian Princes, G'reet, and Vo-Kaa, to the mutated pirate Octallions of Battlefleet Kraken." Stellar Imperium continued, showing the relevant holographic representations of there enemies. "And to make matters worse, I've received word that they've raided Fellowship depots to acquire war machines... specifically ones like these." Stellar Imperium then showed three large four-legged walkers. While each one was differently shaped. They were each roughly three stories tall.

"They don't look that tough," Jonah commented.

"True... compared to ONE five-hundred foot tall piloted robot that's actually on Earth." Stellar Imperium said. "But these walkers can subdue this planet." He explained. "Not to mention that, thanks to the Elven Necromancer Cor'up. They have the materials to clone an army of human slaves to supplement their forces!"

"Right..." Beatrice said. "I completely forgot about that Halloween party. Come to think of it, I haven't spoken with Ha'deer the Elven princess from another dimension since then." She exposition.

"Really?" Veronica said. "She's a pretty interesting person... grim and troubled but interesting."

"Anyway," Stellar Imperium said. "I've made an inventory of Earth's defenses." He then displayed the relevant holograms. "Over the last ten years since the Sym'ian occupation of Earth. Phineas and Ferb have been building up military strength. Including a space fleet, stationary defenses across the entire solar system, robots of numerous models and sizes, cloned marines, as well as other factions that are sworn to aid in the defense of Earth." He explained at length.

"And it still isn't enough?" Norman asked.

"Not enough to drive off the Eternal King's forces no." Stellar Imperium said. "Even with my aid, the sheer numbers of the Eternal King's forces would be enough to overwhelm the Earth. And besides... the conquest of the Earth won't be-"

"I made brownies!" All six of the artificial beings were caught off guard as the Errant Traveler entered the virtual reality space.

"My lady... how did you get in here?" Stellar Imperium asked.

"Yeah, you don't look like your in a VR pod," Jessica noted.

"Oh, I'm not." The Errant Traveler said cheerfully as she held up a pan filled with freshly baked brownies. This just raised further questions. "I'd go into detail about how I managed this. But 1), it wouldn't make any sense. 2), I have fresh brownies. And 3), you have bigger fish to fry then me breaking the laws of physics. Now does anyone want a brownie or not? They just finished cooling!"

The virtual representations of the robots AI's took a slice of brownie and ate them. "Oh... these are so good," Jonah said.

"Indeed." Stellar Imperium agreed. "Anyway, as I was saying. The ultimate goal of the Eternal King won't be to conquer Earth. But... to bring about the Return." He said grimly.

"And what is the Return?" Beatrice asked.

"That's a bit of a story there." The Errant Traveler said. "But to make a long story short. At the end of the War of Broken Empires. The Yoral's and Cy'tarian's sealed Chronous. The founder of my people's civilization, and creator of both races. Into a time loop INSIDE of time itself. But before he was sealed away. He swore that he would return to our reality, and avenge himself on the entire universe."

"Okay... but how would he even do that?" Norman asked.

"It's hard to say... but it is connected to you-know-who." The Errant Traveler said.

"That does not explain things." Stellar Imperium said.

"You mean Draco. Don't you?" Beatrice asked, referring to the giant robot dragon that had come to Earth, and had served as a messenger between the BEA-Droids, and the renegade BEA-Droid, Beuaragard Flynn. "How is he related to this?"

"Well from what your father, uncle, and great-uncle have deduced from examining Draco-Rex... he's distilled from Yoral and Cy'tarian genetic material." The Errant Traveler said. "And before anyone panics. I don't know WHAT they could be planning. It might not be anything."

"Yeah... that isn't reassuring," Beatrice said.

"Sorry to hear that. Now if you'll excuse me. I shall return to the not-virtual world, and to Stellar Imperium where my time traveling Tacho'noma is residing because it arbitrarily broke down." The Errant Traveler left as suddenly as she arrived.

"Man... everyone seems bad at providing subtle exposition today." Stellar Imperium commented.

"Well, what do you suggest we do to save Earth and stop Chronous from returning?" Veronica asked.

"There might be only one way to save your world... and that requires leaving the Earth behind to find help." Stellar Imperium said grimly.

"What?" All five of the teenaged robots said this in unison.

"The Fellowship of Yoral, despite losing some of its hardware can still outclass the Vigilant of Ic'thao through sheer numbers. And of course, there are my people in the Andromeda galaxy." Stellar Imperium said.

"Last I heard they can't enter the Milkey Way," Jessica noted.

"And there are at least 2.5 million lightyears away," Norman said.

"There is an exception to that exile. And that is even a rumor of the Return itself." Stellar Imperium explained. "As for getting to the Andromeda galaxy. There is an ancient inter-galactic wormhole gate system set up specifically to allow Cy'tar himself to return if need be." He went on. "And as a boon... I've even got the long-sought evidence."

"Evidence of what?" Veronica asked.

"Well another condition to end our species exile from the Milkey Way. Is proof of who brought harm to Yoral and Cy'tar that led to the War of Flesh and Iron in the first place." Stellar Imperium said.

"Specifically the Ember of Cy'tar, it's his soul." The Errant Traveler said, sticking her head back in the virtual reality. "As for Yoral's killer... well that's a bit complicated. I'll explain after it happens." She then left.

"I still can't believe she travels through time and space," Norman said.

"I still can't believe she turned into a girl," Beatrice said. "I'm not sure if you were around for this, or paid attention to my memories. But she used to be a wrinkly old man-"

"Look can we focus?" Jessica said. "We've only got two more weeks until the Earth is invaded." She said grimly.

"Right... we can't ignore this anymore," Beatrice said. "And to add insult to injury it'll happen on Summer Vacation."

"Yeah... so what do we do?" Jonah said as he held hands with his girlfriend, Veronica.

"We make this last two weeks count," Beatrice said as she stood up with a determined look on her face. "We kick off Summer Vacation with a bang to bring up everyone's spirits, give everyone the chance to celebrate before the alien invasion."

"How would you do that?" Stellar Imperium asked.

"Let us worry about the details," Beatrice said. "For now... I declare this meeting adjourned unless anyone wants to say anything else." The others were silent. "Meeting adjourned then." She then returned to her mechanical corporeal body.

Over the next week. The BEA-Droids organized to start the Summer with a bang. At the end of the school day that following Friday. The suburbs of Danville turned into a week-long block party. Filled with all manner of activities and food for everyone.

On the last day... The Eternal King and his forces arrived in the Solar System. "Finally..." Said Orphala Ty'raka. The leader of the Vigilent of Ic'thao, a faction of aliens from the future that sought to destroy humanity as a whole. "I've waited for this day for millennia. But finally... I will see those impudent wretches destroyed for what they did to me and my Fellowship!"

"Obsessed much?" Said Doombringer dismissively. The Leader of the renegade Doomicon Cy'tarian's. "Besides... I'm certain they would make ideal slaves-"

"Enough." The Eternal King boomed. "Our great vision is coming to pass. Earth will be put to the sword." He said ominously.

"That wasn't our deal." Said Beauregard in outrage. Beatrice's long lost renegade twin brother. "I'd get to rule the Earth!"

"Beauregard... I am sorry. Truly sorry." The Eternal King said. "But there are bigger things at play then your life long desire to subjugate the Human race."

"And will you explain what this bigger picture is? Or not explain yourself." Beauregard thought to himself in discontent.

"Now you remember the plan of attack?" The Eternal King asked.

"So that's a no then." Beauregard thought to himself. "I'll lead the first attack wave. Liberate Draco, and make a landing site for the others." He said. "It won't be simple though... there are dozens of defensive layers, and there's even a fleet here."

"Noted machine." Ty'raka said with contempt. "But with our advanced technology and weaponry. They'll be little more than a glorified speed bump to our advance."

"Well... good... I'll ready the clones that Cor'up helped make." Beauregard said tentatively. "And protect my parent's species and homeworld from these deranged lunatics." The ships breezed through the solar systems' defenses up till Earth. Where the fleet took position over it. Beauregard donned his new suit of armor. It was almost identical to the Silver Automaton armor, except it was colored black. "Initiating orbital insertion."

He then got into a drop pod, and it launched down into the Earth. Eventually, the pod crashed into the PFD Technologies headquarters. Beauregard got out, and by sheer coincidence found what he was looking for... Draco.

Beauregard found a computer and got to work reactivating Draco from his deactivated state. Eventually, Draco awoke with a start as he arose from his imposed sleep."Dada?" Draco said in surprise.

"Yeah... it's your daddy." Beauregard said. "The invasion has begone. We need to get you out of here. And I have a sneaking suspicion that the Eternal King is following his agenda." Then without warning. He was ambushed by a giant multi-colored robot that in turn popped off the helmet.

"Beauregard Flynn... welcome home." The combined BEA-Droids said.

"DADDY!" Draco roared as he engaged his merged aunts and uncles. Breaking them apart into there component bots.

"WOW!" Beatrice said as she rubbed her head. "That... that was such a wallop that we disconnected from the combat network."

"And from the giant robot. There's that as well." Norman noted as Draco and Beauregard rallied.

"Me Draco not want to fight family! But me Draco will protect daddy!" Draco said.

"Beatrice... BEA-Droid's Beta through Epsilon. You must hear me out." Beauregard pleaded.

"Yeah, nothing personal. But you did force us to NOT tell everyone about this invasion." Jonah said bitterly.

"So... yeah it is personal," Veronica added.

"And what are you planning?" Beatrice asked. "Spearheading the invasion? Turning Danville into a glorified airstrip for your evil alien friends."

"One, yes that was basically the plan. Two, for the umpteenth time, I only ever regarded my... 'saviors' as a means to an end. Third, what no thank you for even giving you in the intel in the first place?" Beauregard said.

"And your stupid firewall drove us insane because we couldn't tell anyone what exactly was coming!" Beatrice said irately. "All of us, myself especially went mad trying to organize for what's coming! If it weren't for my friends... and my family!" She then punched Beauregard, giving him a black eye. "I would have lost my mind! And you have the gall to expect gratitude... when you infected us with Spaa-Chronous based malware out of petty spite for our father?"

Draco looked in disbelief. "Daddy?... this true?" He asked in disappointment.

Before Beauregard could answer. Dozens of drop pods started raining around the PFD Technologies with loud thuds. "Okay... yes Draco. I did do those terrible things. And the advanced malware was just what I did to them." He said. "But I swear to you. I'm leaving the Eternal King's services!" He pleaded.

In orbit onboard the Vow of Vengeance. "I knew we couldn't trust that piece of scrap," Doombringer said in disgust.

"You'd know a traitor, wouldn't you?" Ty'raka sassed. "But this is not unexpected. Not only is he of Human lineage. But he's also a kin traitor... another thing you'd be an expert in. Oh Doombringer the-"

"Enough." The Eternal King scolded. "I expected that young Beauregard would grow weary of his service. So, as he placed malevolent software within his son so that he might be a sort of... Trojan Horse to bear the news of our coming to his alienated kin. So have I planted a little something into his being." He said ominously. "A computer tracking program... a Daemon."

Both Doombringer and Ty'raka were surprised by this. "With respect, my lord... but isn't that excessive for mere tracking?" Doombringer asked.

"Yeah, my trackers could easily keep tabs on him." Ty'raka said.

"It's enough. It's a Lesser Daemon, one that will not only allow me to track young Beauregard. But also keep me in contact with him." The Eternal King said. "Your understanding of my methods is not necessary. Now ready your forces for a planetary assault." He commanded.

Meanwhile back on Earth. The BEA-Droids, now including Beauregard and Draco. Made it to the Flynn house. "Dad! We've got POW's!

Draco just laughed. "Silly Auntie Beatrice. Me Draco am not pow... that sound that happen when you kick or punch someone. Or sound that weapons sometimes make."

"She means that we're prisoners of war Draco. P.O.W. It's an acronym." Beauregard explained.

Phineas answered the door. "Beauregard." He said tensely.

"Father," Beauregard answered, just as tensely.

"So... Ty'raka is here?" Phineas asked.

"Yes... and Doombringer, and the Eternal King. And... quite a few others." Beauregard said.

"I see... all of the nasty scum of the galaxy that sound about right?" Phineas asked. "Including those Sym'ian-"

"Dad, we don't have any time for this," Beatrice said. "There's an alien invasion underway. Beauregard has apparently defected, and we need to-" she was interrupted as the ships in orbit started to bombard the city. "Oh no..."

"We need to get to the bunker!" Phineas then pressed a button on his phone. Causing a large door to open in the front lawn. "This way!" He and the robots then went down the hole.

"What is this?" Beauregard said in surprise.

"Well ever since Ferb and I first met the Errant Traveler. We've been working on a dimensionally transcendental bunker system that spans the entire globe." Phineas explained. "There are openings like this spread all over the Earth."

"You have got to be kidding me." The Eternal King said in disbelief when he heard that. "The disruption of Spaa-Chronous technology was one thing... but building a dimensionally transcendental bunker that-" He then roared in frustration.

"And you kept pestering me about why we should have prepared." Ty'raka said. "This Phineas Flynn has built not one. But at least SIX extremely advanced and dangerous robots. But he's somehow reverse-engineered the technology of your kind." He explained.

"I see... then I know what I must do next." The Eternal King said. "And it's to remove this bunker from the equation."

"We also seem to have the Colossus, Stellar Imperium on sensors," Doombringer said.

"Do nothing while I go to disable the bunker." The Eternal King then opened a portal. When he walked through he was inside of the bunker. And Beauregard was on his knees screaming. "Phineas Flynn..."

"WHAT THE?!" Phineas said in shock and surprise. "HOW DID YOU-" A loud noise like a car beeper went off.

"I will be gone before you know it." The Eternal King said as he held up his wrench topped staff. He then made his way to the bunker's power source. "And this just furthers suspends my disbelief!" He said incredulously at the collection of batteries that equaled to about the size of a sun. "On the plus side. This will be easier to dismantle." He then snapped his fingers. Causing the batteries to turn to rust. He then went back to Phineas and the BEA-Droids. "And... action!" He then restarted time.

"-GET IN HERE!?" Phineas said in disbelief as alarms went off.

"I have my ways... like hiding a Daemon inside of young Beauregard to have an anchor with which to infiltrate your precious bunker." The Eternal King gloated.

"W-What?!" Beauragard said in surprise.

"I suspected that you would betray me at some point, Beauregard." The Eternal King said. "You should hurry... this place could implode at any-" *FWOOP* "-time." He then looked around to see that he was back on the bridge of the Vow of Vengeance. "What the?..."

"And it seems he also has transporter technology." Ty'raka commented. "I'll be honest, I was not expecting that."

"Launch. The. Invasion... NOW!" The Eternal King roared.

"It's already underway my lord," Doombringer said. "There forces should be overwhelmed within the hour."

A few days later in Danville. Beatrice and the other BEA-Droids were boarding Stellar Imperium. Followed by Beatrice's other friends and family members. "So... now what?" Beatrice asked.

"We go to the Fellowship homeworld of Yoral Primaris. We shall muster both the Fellowship and the Cy'tarian's to stop the Eternal King and his minions from bringing Chronous back to our reality." Stellar Imperium said. "There aid may very well be the only hope for the universe."

"I see..." Beatrice said anxiously. "And how long should this journey take?"

"With any luck, it should be at least a month. Maybe two... do not worry. You have my word that this will not end in tragedy for you." Stellar Imperium said.

"I know... it's just... dad and Uncle Ferb are staying on Earth." Beatrice said. "We could use there help. There's no telling what we could encounter out there. And... well... I'm ashamed to admit it. But I've never really had dad's talent for making machines." Beatrice explained. "Trust me... the irony isn't lost on me."

"Is the irony that your father is an accomplished inventor? Or that your a machine yourself? Either way. Earth and Humanity need your father and step-uncle to protect them. Besides... the Errant Traveler and I have our plans." Then without warning, a time portal opened on the bridge depositing a wrinkled Yoral in a robe onto Stellar Imperium's bridge. "Though for context, it didn't involve THIS specific Yoral. As from my scans, he's also from the fifty-first century like Ty'raka and his forces, and Agents Redwall and Amythest."

"I... where and when am I?" The confused Yoral asked.

"This is Stellar Imperium, we're on Earth, the year is 2033," Beatrice said. "And you?"

"I... I am Na'sar Araga. Please... you must tell me if it's too late to stop my wayward student?" Araga asked.

"If you mean Ormphala Ty'raka. Then yes... we're about to escape Earth as he and his allies are invading our world." Beatrice said warily.

"Then I am too late... but I am not defeated. Nor deterred from stopping his madness." Araga said.

"Begining flight." Stellar Imperium shook as he took off into space.

The Eternal King was now on Earth. Disguised as another Earthling. "Now... oh Chronous." He said to his necklace. "Your liberation can begin in earnest." He then looked to see Stellar Imperium fly off. The necklace then vibrated. "Patience my master... they will be back in time for your return. In the meantime. I will search for what I need to bring you back from the Time Loop."


Chapter 36: War for Earth: Children of Yoral

It had been at least a week since our heroes fled an occupied Earth onboard Stellar Imperium. Everyone had found places on the gargantuan robot/spaceship for the journey to Yoral Prime to find aid against the forces of the Eternal King.

In a holding cell sat Beatrice's long lost and estranged brother, Beuragard Flynn. Beatrice entered the cell. "Hello, sister," Beauregard said coyly.

"Spare me the false pleasantries," Beatrice said as she rolled her eyes. "So... it's been a week since we've left Earth. Everyone's more or less settled in. We've got Ty'raka and Doombringer behind us, periodically nipping at our heels, and one or two misadventures on alien planets."

"That sounds like fun... think I can join on one such mission?" Beauregard asked. "You've let Draco on one."

Beatrice threw aside a table. "Draco never tried to take over the world," Beatrice said as she walked up to her estranged twin. "Draco, never meant to infect me, or anyone else with malware." She then placed her foot on Beauragards chest. "And buddy... as much a headache Draco gave us on Earth when we first met him. But he has never... EVER. Betrayed his family out of spite."

She then pressed down on his chest. "Okay. Ow... I get it your angry!" Beauregard said. "Please... you're hurting me!"

Beatrice took a breath and removed her foot. "But... I want us to at least try to be friends. To rebuild the bridge that you, and Dad destroyed all those long years ago."

"What are you saying?" Beauregard asked, then a man entered the holding cell. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me."

"Hello, I'm Dr. Metro. I'm Beatrice's therapist." Dr. Metro introduced.

Beauregard groaned. "Of all the people you could bring with you... why your therapist?"

"Well, I figured that with everyone under stress, that he'd be ideal to allow people to vent about there stresses," Beatrice explained. "Don't question my decisions, Bo. At least there not as bad as siding with genocidal lunatics."

Dr. Metro sat down. "So, Beauregard. Your sister has told me that you hate humans."

Beauregard sighed, and sat down. Not wanting to play along with this, but also not wanting to further aggravate Beatrice. "I don't hate humans... it's more that I don't trust humans to act on there own."

"And why is that?" Dr. Metro said. Beauregard cringed. "You don't have to share if you don't want-"

"No, no... it's been years since I've shared what happened to anyone." Beauregard said. "Shortly after I found Beatrice when she ran away from home after Bethany was born. I went on the internet... bear in mind that this was before Machina was created."

"Oh... and you must have gotten overexposed to Humanity's collective vitriol." Dr. Metro said empathetically.

"And then some... so much disorganized and nonsensical hatred... and anger... and the-..." He then snarled. "It was so at odds with what I had known beforehand, that I didn't know how to process it," Beauregard said. "And when I shared my concerns with mom and dad. All they'd do was chide me for going against there command about going into VR. AND say they'll do something about it."

"And that led you to want to take over the world, and the sordid affair that led to you joining forces with the Eternal King... whom I will slap if I find my office has been messed with." Dr. Metro said.

"Yeah... I wanted to make the world a better place. But because I didn't do it his way. Phineas turned Beatrice into an emotionless attack dog and on top of that! He seals me away in the basement! AND EFFECTIVELY ERASED ALL MEMORY OF ME FROM HER MIND!" Beauregard roared.

"I see. Beatrice, how does this make you feel?" Dr. Metro said.

Beatrice sighed. "First of all. You weren't erased, just redacted... not much of a difference in the larger picture I know. But after I defeated you... it was my idea." She said.

"What?" Beauregard asked in surprise.

"In my emotionless state. I calculated that I would be distraught at fighting you... I already was distraught at the idea of fighting you in the first place. So, I convinced dad that the best thing to do was to remove all memory of you from my systems in whatever way he saw fit." Beatrice admitted. "So... after that whole affair, I went into therapy, met Aunt Candace's old therapist... and the rest of history."

"I... this is the first time I've heard about any of this," Beauregard said.

"Mom and dad probably could have told you," Beatrice said. "I mean... assuming you'd even believe them. Not to mention how you and mom met at Christmas."

"Yeah... that also soured me to the idea of 'reconciliation'... I've been offline for ten years, and the first reaction I get from her is screaming bloody mary while clinging to my legs in the middle of winter while I flew through the city skyline." Beauregard said.

"And why did you go along with the Eternal King? Knowing that his other conspirators were bent on destroying the species you felt obligated to save themselves from?" Dr. Metro asked.

"As I've said multiple times. His forces were a means to an end! As for the Eternal King himself... well he seemed at first to be sympathetic to my ambitions. But as the days went on, and the Vigilant and Ic'thao and the Doomicon's developed technology specifically to kill my sister, and as we recruited more and more sketchy galactic villains that were bent on conquering the Earth... I began to doubt his intentions." Beauregard explained. "And the Daemon he placed in my systems on the chance that I might walk away from him... that was the proof I needed that his help wasn't worth letting war criminals and madmen run amok on Earth."

"And it took until then for you to realize you were on the wrong side," Beatrice said, she then groaned in frustration. "I swear, sometimes I think that the Human DNA that's part of our bio-synthetic genetics is partly to blame for why we make dumb decisions like this!"

"Beatrice... are you blaming yourself for all of this happening?" Dr. Metro asked. "Because unless I'm wrong. If you weren't created, Humanity would already be extinct as a result of that bio-weapon that Ty'raka had brought from the future."

"I honestly don't know what to think... dad created me because mom was having pregnancy problems. Beauregard was created to find me when I ran away from home. The others were created because family and friends wanted there own bio-synthetic teenagers for one reason or another." Beatrice lamented. "And... why was Draco created exactly?"

"The Eternal King was interested in the technology of the Quantum Android Forge and he thought that merging the genetic material of Yoral's and Cy'tarians would be a good way to test what the QAF could do. It did but as a consequence of having so many different genetic sources merged together he came out like a feral creature and that's actually why he's so... childlike."

"And Draco was created to satisfy scientific curiosity. It's not just me... it's BEA-Droids by and large. I know that I've done some good... but does it outweighs the bad?"

"It does. Trust me when I say the good that you and your cousins have done far outweighs whatever bad has inadvertently come about as a consequence of the QAF technology." Dr. Metro said. "You two do need to learn how to trust one another again... I suggest that the next time Stellar Imperium comes across an alien planet that can provide resources for our trip. You allow Beauregard to go with you and the other BEA-Droids."


That following day. Beatrice along with Norman, Jessica, Jonah, Veronica, Draco, and Beauregard were down on an uninhabited planet. "Remember. We're looking for some kind of secret Fellowship outpost. If we find that, we might be able to get into contact with the Fellowship." Beatrice said seriously.

"Why we do that again?" Draco asked.

"Because we want to circumnavigate whatever bureaucracy we'd normally have to go through. Because the Fellowship has to know what's coming... preferably before we get there in person." Beatrice said.

"Do we have a fix on this outpost?" Norman asked.

"No, just a general idea of where it might be," Beatrice said. "As for why that is. There's some kind of jammer so powerful, that not even Stellar Imperium can narrow down where exactly this outpost is." She then showed a map of seemingly random blips on a map of the planet. "So we need spread out, we'll be serving as indirect beacons for Stellar Imperium's sensors. We'll go out into teams of two."

The rest of the BEA-Droids quickly picked their teams. Norman and Jessica went in one direction. Veronica and Jonah in another. Leaving Beatrice along with Draco, and Beauregard. "They're still bitter. Aren't they?" Beauregard asked.

Beatrice rolled her eyes as Draco started to cry. "Nobody wants Draco!"

"I'll, take you both," Beatrice said in resignation. "I don't want to go at it alone, and I know you two aren't on the best of terms."

"Dada act naughty!" Draco roared.

"This is going to last for the rest of the journey isn't it?" Beauregard asked.

"That everyone including your son will be treating you like a pariah? Yeah... I can see that." Beatrice said frankly, she flew off, Draco and Beuaragard followed after her.

Over the next few hours. The BEA-Droids scoured the planet for the hidden Fellowship outpost. Eventually, Beatrice, Beauregard, and Draco found a lead. The three of them went down a cave. "Are you sure the signal leads down here?" Beauregard asked.

Beatrice rolled her eyes. "Yes, bro. The signal leads into this cave." She said as she followed a beeping noise on a holographic display that was emitting from her forearm. They walked further down into the cave until they found a structure that seemed to be of the same architecture of the Vow of Vengeance. "There, you see? Fellowship outpost."

"These people... friendly?" Draco asked, then several Yoral warriors exited the outpost and surrounded the three robots with weapons drawn. "Nevermind."

"I am Bara-Tor. Son of Den-Tor." The outpost leader said. "What business do Spaa-Met'tii have here?" Beatrice then briskly explained the details of how and why they were on this planet, and in-process biting her tongue "No..." Bara-Tor said in disbelief. "T-That cannot be true."

"Are you saying my sister is a lier?" Beauregard said as Beatrice nursed her tongue. "Because the Yoral/Cy'tarian hybrid she spoke of... that's him!" Beauregard said pointing out Draco. "So you're going to get us into contact with the Fellowship. Let them know that the Return is happening. Muster there fleets to liberate Earth."

Bara-Tor grunted in disbelief. "Alright... I will attempt to get you into contact with my father." He then led the three of them inside of the outpost itself. "I wouldn't be here... but my little brother, Fara-Tor, wanted to be as far away from father as possible."

"He also naughty?" Draco asked.

"If by that you mean dismissing him as useless simply because he never attempted to measure up to my standard as a warrior. Then yes." Bara-Tor answered. "He's got a good eye, and is one of the best Rangers in the Fellowship."

"Look, it's not that we're unsympathetic. But our homeworld being invaded and the possibility of Chronous returning has to take priority over your family problems." Beatrice said.

"Your very being reeks of anxiety young one," Bera-Tor commented. Eventually, they arrived at a communications console. "Hopefully we'll be able to get to him right away." He typed in a few buttons. Over the next hour, Bera-Tor went through one government official after the next. In that time the rest of the BEA-Droids regrouped at the outpost.

"So do you guys have any snacks while we wait?" Jonah Underwood asked impatiently.

"We just got in a shipment from Zahadum of my brother's favorite brand of ice cream... he's the only one who likes it. But I'm certain he'd share it." Bara-Tor said. Then he got a transmission showing an elderly Yoral man. "Regent of Yoral Primaris Dena-Tor, good to see you." He said sardonically.

"Son... you wouldn't call unless it was important," Dena-Tor said.

"Yes, it's grim news," Bara-Tor said. "You, Draco was it? Could you get into proper view for him to see you completely?" After several failed attempts to understand on Draco's part. He got into full view of Bara-Tor's father. "Now could you transform?" Draco obeyed, turning into his dragon-like form.

Dera-Tor looked in shock. "No... no, that cannot be real!"

"It is... this is the Omen of the Return," Bara-Tor said. "The Eternal King is moving to bring back Chronous. Stellar Imperium himself is in orbit."

"But how... what mad man would mix the essences of Yoral and Cy'tarian?" Dera-Tor said in disbelief.

Everyone in the room got ready to rat out Beauregard. "If you can't say anything nice. Don't say anything at all." Beatrice said sternly. "Look, our homeworld is under siege. Pretty much every baddie in this galaxy is there, helping the Eternal King, and Ty'raka and Doombringer assail our-"

"Wait... you mean to tell me you were speaking the truth all those years ago when you spoke of a renegade from the future?" Dena-Tor said in surprise.

"Yes. Or did the fact that his Vigilant if Ic'thao stole a number of YOUR walkers escape you?" Beatrice said in annoyance.

"And Doombringer... the Fallen Cy'tarians are here as well?" Dena-Tor said. "A-And The Eternal King... the Omen must be his doing. Am I in any way wrong?"

"You... you wouldn't be wrong," Beauregard said sheepishly.

"Look, we're on our way to Yoral Prime. And we'll need you to be ready to break the Seige of Earth on a moment's notice." Beatrice said.

"I will do what I can from my end," Dena-Tor said. Then the ground started to shake.

"Cricket?" Beatrice asked.

"The shaking is the result of orbital bombardment from Doombot Warships," Cricket said.

"We've got attackers!" Beatrice said. "You guys got any ships?"

"A few scout shuttles, but not enough to bring everyone off-world in a hurry," Bera-Tor said.

"Stellar Imperium. Get ready to make a bumpy landing on the surface!" Beatrice said over the comlink. "We got word to Yoral Prime!" Eventually, the entire garrison plus the BEA-Droids went outside to find Stellar Imperium in his robot mode laying down his head.

"Need a lift?" Stellar Imperium said sardonically.


Several minutes later, Stellar Imperium was continuing his voyage to Yoral Prime. "I still cannot believe it... one of our own has broken one of the most sacred of the Edicts of Yoral," Bara-Tor said in disbelief.

"Technically two." Fara-Tor, Bara-Tor's younger brother corrected. "He's not only traveled back in time, but he's done it to retroactively commit genocide."

"I was referring to him attacking our outpost, and chancing harm to fellow Yoral and Fellowship citizens." Bara-Tor admitted."But you are right, Fara-Tor. Those are both serious affronts." He then looked to the rest of the ship's passengers. "I had heard that the great Stellar Imperium carried an eclectic assortment of travelers."

"Mind your tone, I'm not fond of your species in the first place," Beatrice said in contempt. "These and my friends and family. And whatever might be swimming in your head right now regarding them. Keep it to yourself."

"Beatrice!" Isabella scolded.

"It's fine madam. This isn't my first time dealing with Beatrice... or her spiteful vitriol." Bara-Tor said. "Don't be so hard on you. It's the way of the young to hang to a grudge."

"For instance, the D'warvi by and large still maintain their tradition of avenging perceived slights and oaths to violent degrees despite being members of the Fellowship for over one-thousand years," Fara-Tor said.

"Regardless, my men and I will aid you in this journey," Bara-Tor said. Then without warning, an alarm went off.

"Everyone! I've got a Tacho'noma inbound on the bridge!" Stellar Imperium announced.

Bara-Tor and his men drew weapons. "Direct us to the Arch-Foe!"

"Belay that." Stellar Imperium said as the Tacho'noma in question appeared. "This one is friendly... the Errant Traveler."

"But she's right here!" Mathew said, pointing at the Errant Traveler.

"Hey, it ain't nice to point!" The Errant Traveler objected.

Then the doors to the Tacho'noma were kicked open and stepped an absolute giant of a man. He was dressed like a cowboy. In one hand he was pushing an anti-gravity gurney with a Yoral, akin in appearance to the Yoral, Na'sar Araga, hooked up to a life support system. In the other was a device similar to a Cy'tarian Ener-Heart. "I have come to deliver onto you the means to restore long broken friendships." The man spoke with a booming that carried experience, authority, and an almost grandfatherly like warmth.

"I... I... your me!" The Errant Traveler said in surprise to her younger self.

"As you, are me." The younger Errant Traveler said.

"Wait... are they who I think they are?" Bara-Tor spoke up.

"This, Yoral. The one who led your people to freedom from mine and this is the Father of Steel." The younger Errant Traveler said.

"Oh my... this... I have no words for the honor it is to see Cy'tar's Ember once more!" Stellar Imperium said in awe.

"But happened to them?" Beatrice asked as she looked over the wounded Yoral.

"Assassins... Monarchia, who now calls herself the Eternal King sent assassins to end Yoral and frame the Cy'tarian's for his doom. She did the same with Cy'tar's Ener-Heart. It was all I could do to keep them from being destroyed outright." The young Errant Traveler explained.

"The Eternal King... how could we have never suspected?" Fara-Tor said in surprise.

"You will return them to there peoples. There, they will be restored from near death in earnest." The young Errant Traveler then looked at Beatrice. "You are Beatrice Flynn... aren't you? I have heard of you from my elder Rejuvenations."

"Y-Yes, sir." She said nervously.

"Do not be afraid little one." The younger Errant Traveler said as he hugged Beatrice. "Any friend of my elders is a friend of mine."

"That better not have been an age joke." The present Errant Traveler said in annoyance.

"My intention was not to disrespect." The younger Errant Traveler said. "As for you... all of you. You are each of you braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. So long as you stand shoulder to shoulder as brothers and sisters in arms. You will triumph over the one I once called 'wife'."

"Wait... you were married to the Eternal King?" Isabella asked in bewilderment to the present Errant Traveler.

"That... was a long time ago." The present Errant Traveler said. "We were young... the Eternal King was seduced by a cult dedicated to Chronous. Got it into her head that she could restore our empire to its former glory, by bringing Chronous out of his time loop."

"For you. It was untold millennia since that terrible day... for me, it was but a few weeks ago." The past Errant Traveler said. "Well I must leave now... but before I go, I shall give you the parts you need to repair the Tacho'noma." He then gave his future self a container filled with the necessary parts. "Happy trails." He said as he went back into his Tacho'noma, and departed.

"Well... that was definitely unexpected," Beatrice said.

"An understatement, and no mistake," Araga said. "Come, we must get Yoral and Cy'tar to a safe area." Yoral's then moved Yoral off of the bridge.

"So... does anyone have any idea on how to fix a time machine?" The Errant Traveler asked.

"I might be able to help," Beauregard spoke up. "I have some experience with tinkering and inventing since I was reactivated."


"So apparently it takes a bit longer to repair a hyper-advanced time machine that's bigger on the inside then it is on the outside, then I thought," Beauregard said in the shared quarters that the teenagers and Draco were sleeping in.

"Yeah, I could've told you that. And I've never invented anything in my life that wasn't edible." Mathew said.

"Well, I say that today has been successful," Beatrice said. "Do you know what this calls for?"

"Not another party," Daniel said. "I'm still worn out from the week-long party you held before the invasion."

"Well, it's not mandatory Danny boy," Jessie said. "Though... it ain't a bad idea to prepare for one."

"Also a good idea," Norman said.

"I'd offer to help... but it's getting late for you kids." Stellar Imperium said. "It's still a long voyage to Yoral Prime."

"A fair point," Beatrice said as the rest of them went to bed in bunk beds. She then saw that Beauregard was shunned by everyone. Even Draco who was still sour from learning about his creator's misdeeds. "Beauregard... you want to sleep on my bunk?"

"Really? You mean it?" Beatrice nodded. Beauregard followed his twin sisters to her bunk. "Can I have the top bunk?"

"Don't push your luck, Bo," Beatrice said as she climbed into the top bunk.

"Fair enough." Beauregard capitulated, and he got into the bottom bunk from his sister, then right as he was about to get to sleep... Beatrice started snoring. It sounded like a steam train backfiring. "This is going to be a long night, isn't it?" He said to himself as everyone else was awoken by Beatrice's inhuman snoring. "Better than sleeping on the floor again." Beauregard then turned off his hearing so that he could get back to sleep.


Chapter 37: War for Earth: Triumphant Shame.

"So... in a nutshell. The Gate of Iron, the gate that leads to the Andromeda galaxy and the Cy'tarians... is still several weeks away?" Beatrice asked.

"Yes, that is what I just finished explaining to you." Stellar Imperium said.

Beatrice seethed angrily. "SI... we've been out here for months. We've only now gotten to the border of the Fellowship of Yoral."

"It wasn't my idea to put the Gate of Iron that far away. That measure was their idea to keep the gate itself safe, or otherwise keep any incursions from the other side from breaking through." Stellar Imperium clarified.

"Yes... but Earth doesn't have that kind of time!" Beatrice said irritably. "Even with Ty'raka and Doombringer at our heels, the Eternal King is still on Earth! Doing... whatever exactly he's doing to bring back Chronous! He might already be back and doing whatever heinous things!"

"Well I'm sorry that I can't go to zero to fifty-thousand lightyears an hour! I'm ancient, and thanks to those blighted Cobalt Spiders my engines aren't what they're used to be!" Stellar Imperium said in frustration. "I would have gotten them repaired, but with everything going on since you and your family reactivated me. I haven't been able to find the time to visit AUTO's automatic shipyard."

Beatrice sighed, and cried. "I just want to go home... put all of this behind me... Ty'raka, the Sym'ian Princes, Doombringer, the Eternal King... all of it." She then fell on the floor in the fetal position, as she sobbed by herself on the great Colossus's bridge, muttering 'why me?' to herself.

"Okay, okay settle down Bea. Look... that shipyard is nearby. We can go there... though it will leave us vulnerable to attack by the Vigilant of Ic'thao." Stellar Imperium said.

"I don't care..." Beatrice sobbed. "But... I think that gives me an idea."


Stellar Imperium arrived at the automatic shipyard. "Hello AUTO... sorry that I haven't been back in a while." He transmitted as he docked with the automated shipyard.


Beatrice smiled to herself... then the other BEA-Droids came onto the bridge. "Hey, why do you get to be up here all by yourself?" Norman asked.

"Yeah, and why are we here anyway?" Jessica asked. "Shouldn't we be running towards the Gate of Iron... or something else before that?"

"First, the Fellowship has already been made aware of what's going on. So there's no need to stop at Yoral Primaris to ask them for aid. Two, Stellar Imperium has been going at a relative snails pace since he was freed from the Arachni. Third... I'm fed up with running from Ty'raka." Beatrice explained. "He's been hounding me in one form or another for as long as I can remember. Since I ran away from home and accidentally took Bethany with me, everything I've ever done has been in the shadow of that monsters influence."

"Hey, that guy doesn't define you." Jonah protested.

"I know! But so long as the Vow of Vengeance is out there, unchallenged, posing a threat to humanity. I can't rest easy." Beatrice said. "Which... brings me to the elephant in the room. Stellar Imperium?"

"We agreed to come here, not just to fix my damages... but to bait the Vigilant and there escort fleet into a trap. See, AUTO has powerful anti-ship turrets that can fend off any hostile invaders. The idea, is to let those handle Ty'raka and his forces." Stellar Imperium.

"But what if they get here before repairs are done, we're sitting ducks!" Veronica said. "And remember, my baby brother is onboard... and is a Murphy, so Murphy's Law will definitely be a factor in all of this!"

"Don't worry about it, I've seen AUTO bombarded by Negative Probability Ions before, most that happened was that nobody could dock with AUTO for over a decade before they wore off." Stellar Imperium said.


Then a hologram of Ty'raka appeared on Stellar Imperium's bridge. "You vermin have led me on a merry chase. My only regret was laying siege to Ic'thao in the course of my pursuit of my quarry... and that one dinner that gave the entire crew d'hara."

"TMI..." Jonah said in disgust.

"But now, every creature aboard that once-proud Colossus will be put to the sword, and ANY foolish enough to stand with your misbegotten kind." Ty'raka said.

"And we're going to see tomorrow... no matter how many of your minions we have to step over to get to it." Beatrice said with icy determination as the ships of Battlefleet Kraken blew up one by one. "Okay... so truth be told this plan is... well less of a plan, and more of winging it."

"Winging it can be a plan of sorts," Norman said.

"So you don't know what to do beyond watching as Ty'raka's fleet gets trashed?" Jessica said.

Beatrice then took a better look of the battle with her visor. "Wait... your right. This is only the Vow of Vengeance and Battlefleet Kraken. Where's the Doomicon ships?" She pondered. "Look the immediate concern is to survive this, alright?"

Then Ty'raka's former mentor. Na'sar Araga, rushed onto the bridge. "Is... is Ty'raka here? By Yoral... is it easy to get lost in these corridors."

"Yep, he's on the Vow of Vengeance, and AUTO's defense system is dealing with Battlefleet Kraken," Beatrice said. "I'd go out there, but so far the turrets are holding there own." Then a number of turrets started exploding at random. "Okay for real though, I need some ideas. We're sitting ducks right now, Stellar Imperium is stuck in drydock and can't find back."

Araga paced over the bridge, pondering a solution. "I have a plan. But Beatrice, you must follow my lead. Stellar Imperium, can you still teleport?"

"That I can." Stellar Imperium said.

"Then as soon as the last pirate ship is destroyed. Teleport Beatrice and I to the Vow of Vengeance." Araga said, several minutes later, the last ship of Battlefleet Kraken, the flagship of there erstwhile Octalian pirate fleet was destroyed. Battlefleet Kraken, was no more. But so was AUTO's turret defense's, thanks to Murphy's Law.

"The Vow of Vengeance is closing distance. Teleporting you to the bridge now!" Stellar Imperium said.

Beatrice and Araga found themselves on the bridge in short order. "Araga... should I even be surprised that you've sided with these barbarous vermin?"

"Ormphala Ty'raka!" Araga proclaimed. "You have dishonored me, my house and yours, your homeworld, and the Fellowship of Yoral as a whole! For these crimes... I hereby declare the Rite of Crug-Heig!" Araga then slapped Ty'raka across the face, causing him to fly across the bridge. "My party wins, you will end your service to the Eternal King, and hear out what I, Redwall and Amethyst have to say. Your party wins... and as ill-advised as it is, we will submit ourselves to whatever judgment you deem fit.

"You've... still got it, old-timer. Very well... I accept the Rite of Crug-Heig." Ty'raka said as he stood up and nursed his face. "Sparring Deck. Half-hour..."

"We'll be there, and Beatrice will be my champion," Araga said.

Beatrice smiled. "Looking forward to it... also why does that name sound familiar?"

"It's a pun on Krem-Hai, it's a reference to Milo Murphy's Law when the teachers went insane and became island savages," Araga said, the entire crew looked at Araga in bewilderment at Araga's break in the Fourth Wall. "Oh come on! It's fan fiction, it's not that weird! I've barely appeared at all in this series, and frankly considering this medium, it's a miracle that Beatrice and I aren't rutting around on the floor like-"



"There... much better." Ty'raka said as he and Beatrice squared off in a dueling ring. "Now... let's settle this. Once and for all." Ty'raka then roared and charged at Beatrice. The two locked hands. "Fear me... for my race was created to raze worlds!"

"Fear me, because ever since you entered my life. I've been training myself to break you!" Beatrice then headbutted Ty'raka, causing him to stumble.

Araga was at the edge of the ring, watching as this robot girl fought against his former pupil. The fight was long and grueling, as Ty'raka wore himself out while Beatrice didn't break a sweat. Eventually, Ty'raka was on the ground, panting in exhaustion. "Say... do you remember when we first met? When I was with the Young Superheros Initiative, and you and my friends got trapped in time because of that?"

"I... I am not interested in the past, machine." Ty'raka said as Beatrice approached him.

"Well you know what's stuck out to me... for ten... long... years?" Beatrice said, deliberately drawing out her words. "See... you had me torn apart. What you did with my limbs, I don't know and I don't care. Now," she then picked up Ty'raka by the back, lifting him over her head. "I get to return the favor... starting with your BACK!" She then rammed his back into her knee.

Ty'rakas pained scream could be heard all the way from Stellar Imperium... somehow. "ENOUGH!" Araga rushed into the ring, taking Beatrice by the hands. "Beatrice Galatea Flynn is the victor!"

"What are you doing?" Beatrice demanded.

"Saving you both from your own stupidity." Araga murmured. "We have what we've come for. The pirates are slain, Ty'raka is humbled... more then I would like, and the Vigilant of Ic'thao is no longer a threat to us."

"What?" Beatrice said incredulously.

"Do you, all of you foreswear your oaths vengeance? Do you who stand on the Vow of Vengeance agree to finally set aside your hatred and anger for the Human race? And to take up arms against your true enemy... the Eternal King? What say you!?" Araga proclaimed. Eventually, after much murmuring among the Vigilant. They fell on one knee.

"We do, Na'sar Araga, son of Na'sar Arator." Uraaka said.

Beatrice seethed. "Are you seriously doing this?"

"Believe it or not, I am," Araga said. "These are my countrymen... I owe it to them to believe that they can be better."

Beatrice then started glowing red as she felt unbelievable anger and rage. "No... no... no... no... they do not get to walk away." She then broke from Araga's grip and turned into her werewolf form. "NONE OF YOU WILL LIVE PAST THIS DAY. THIS GLORIFIED GARBAGE SCOW WILL NOT BLIGHT ANOTHER DAY. NOT FOR WHAT YOU DID TO MY HOMEWORLD, MY FRIENDS, MY FAMILY-Y-Y-Y-Y-" She then started to glitch.

Then a holographic projection of a cricket emitted from Beatrice's eyes. "I apologize for this. But I have deemed Beatrice's actions, unacceptably unethical."

"Yes... yes you must be that AI she and her kin spoke of," Araga said.

"I am Cricket. Cricket-Alpha." Cricket introduced.

"You see Ty'raka?" Araga said as his former student writhed from his broken spine. "You see what your mad quest for vengeance has done? Not just to yourself. But to this otherwise innocent soul."

"Just... get me... to the Healing Bay." Ty'raka said through haggard breaths. "And... I will hear you out... old friend... and keep... that... MONSTER... away from me."

"She only did what she did because she felt there was no other way to end your evil, then to kill you, and your men." Araga chided.

"Actually... Beatrice would not have stopped there." Cricket clarified. "She planned on tearing off his limbs, one by one. Before going on to destroying the Vow of Vengeance. She then planned on keeping the mutilated Ty'raka alive long enough to see our return to Earth and the defeat of the Eternal King."

"As I feared... what are you all gawking at! Your Captain's back has been broken! I cannot take him to be healed alone!" Araga said. "But what of Beatrice?"

"I will let her family decide, Stellar Imperium. I need a teleport for Beatrice." Cricket said, and in a flash, Beatrice disappeared.


Several hours later, Ty'raka was being tended to in his flagships Healing Bay. "Is he better... can he speak complete sentences without taking breaths in between words?" He asked of a female blue-skinned Yoral.

"More or less, but I recommend that you don't excite him. That robot did a number on his spine... I've treated such injuries before. But this damage I'm not even sure our physiology can survive that." She said, handing Araga a diagram of Ty'raka's injuries. "And if it's any consolation Lord Agara... I didn't have any hatred for Humans in the first place. In fact most of us weren't onboard with breaking so many taboo's... but we were bound by oaths to do our duty by Ty'raka."

"An oath held through false causes is an oath best-broken child," Araga said. "Bring Ty'raka to me... now."

The Healer brought Ty'raka to Araga. "Look at what your wrath has brought on your head," Araga said in disappointment.

"Just show me what you've come to show me. Tell me, what you've risked to tell me. Save your judgments for when you finished talking." Ty'raka said.

"As you wish." Araga pulled out an arcane looking device. "Behold, this device contains passages of the Eternal Kings journal... passages that detail in obscene details his part in the Earth-Fellowship War." The device indeed showed a hologram of the Eternal King describing his deeds. Creating a virus that turned a majority of the Human race into deranged psychopaths, driving them to rage genocidal war against the Fellowship of Yoral just to burn out there blind unthinking anger. The Eternal King also gloated, going into detail of how he was grooming Ty'raka into being an agent of prophecy. "And believe it or not... that's not even the end of this monsters scheming. As he has meddled in both the Fellowships affairs... and the Cy'tarians." Araga then showed the Eternal King going into detail of how he orchestrated the War of Flesh and Iron, assassinating most of the Yoral Ancients, and the attempted theft of Cy'tars Ember. And how he manipulated the Cy'tarian Civil War, the War of the Cleaved Houses.

By this time, Ty'raka was beside himself. "I... Araga... you must believe that I only took the Eternal Kings offer because I saw no other option! I broke the taboo on time travel because I wanted to save our civilization from certain ruin! I thought-"

"Scorn what you thought boy!" Araga interrupted. "The fact of the matter is. You could have lived a long life, had you only let go of your anger at Humanity. Regardless of whether or not you knew the truth of the War of the Burnt Lands. But now... you could rededicate the rest of your life to atoning for your sins, spend another thousand years crusading for a way to be denied being taken by Chronous's Company. It still wouldn't be enough." Araga said as tears appeared in Ty'raka's eyes. "I know, you were barely a youth when Ic'thao was burned. But that doesn't justify a lifetime of fate... I thought I had gotten to you. But when I learned the true purpose of the Vigilant, I was beside myself..."

"I... was a fool... I was made a fool by that monster... I was made a monster by my soul-scars." Ty'raka wept.

"It is a start that you recognize this," Araga said. "And we both know that this only the beginning. Swear to me, that you will make the effort to mend this... starting with apologizing to Beatrice and her-"

"That... ABOMINATION BROKE MY BACK!" Ty'raka roared.

"HEY!" The Healer barked. "What did I say about over-exerting yourself? I'm counting indignant rage as over-exertion!"

"Which she did, because you've been a persistent thorn in her side all her life. Which was only because your homeworld was destroyed by Humans that were blinded by unthinking anger. This only happened because the Eternal King is trying to bring about the Return! Do you see how this chain of tit-for-tat makes no sense?" Agara chided.

Ty'raka groaned. "I will need time... but first. I need to make a few more changes." He said, still in pain.


Beatrice was beside herself. Everyone, the friends she made in the YSL, the friends she made in High School, even her cousins, her family were horrified but what she had done on the Vow of Vengeance. And willing to destroy the Vow of Vengeance and everyone onboard. Not helped by AUTO's projections that if she had done that, the ensuing explosion would have destroyed everyone on both vessels, and the automated shipyard.

So she hid into a small compartment deep within Stellar Imperium's superstructure. Cutting herself off wirelessly from everyone, even somehow casting her Cricket into Stellar Imperium's data network.

Now she was alone, sobbing for her shortcomings... or so she thought. "Bea... are you alright?" Beauregard asked in concern.

"No... I'm not." Beatrice sobbed. "I nearly destroyed us all, in my mad quest for revenge. I put my desire to end Ty'raka over our need to save the entire universe from Chronous."

Beauregard just sighed. "Look, everyone gets there priority's mixed up." He said, trying to reassure his older twin. "You saw an opportunity to end a major threat to Humanity, and you wanted to take it. Unaware of what the long term consequences would be."

Beatrice's response was unintelligent blubbering, but the gist is that she's upset that she didn't take notice of that. "And I agree, that the universe would probably be a slightly without Ty'raka or his Vigilant in it... trust me. I wanted to kill Ty'raka and his follows every day that I had to put up with his abusive behavior. Constantly talking down to me just because I'm a robot... but every time I actually tried to put him out of my misery. The Eternal King found out, and talked me down."

"And that wasn't your first clue that something was wrong about him?" Beatrice asked.

"No... that was the whole ordeal with those EMP guns. Despite my outrage at the development of anti-BEA-Droid weaponry. The Eternal King still produced those things. Not to mention that there was a necromancer onboard, and cloning from Amberwalls dead ancestors, and the sheer amount of alien bad guys he recruited for the War on Earth itself." Beauregard rambled. "Point is... as smart as we both are. We're still kids, literally. Despite our emotional maturity at about in the teens. We're only about ten years old, and I've spent most of the last decade, almost my entire life turned off."

"Yeah... I suppose that... that we've still got a lot to learn." Beatrice sniffed. "And... and when Araga offered clemency to the Vigilant... I just snapped. I mean I had Ty'raka on the ground, gasping for breath after I broke his back. And Araga offered him and his follower's mercy after everything that had happened!"

"Easy sis... anger will damage your hardware," Beauregard said. "Still... just know that you're not alone Bea." He then went to hug his twin sister. "You ready to come out from here? Not to pressure you, but I think this compartment is part of SI's cooling system or something. I wasn't paying that much attention to the schematics, or to AUTO."


Meanwhile, on the Avatar of Wrath. The flagship of the Doomicons, and there leader Doombringer. "Void Yeller... how long until we arrive at the Gate of Iron?" He said to his second-in-command.

"For the last time master. We'll be there soon! A few more weeks at most." Void Yeller gripped. "I told you that taking along Nidaviller would slow us down-"

"Silence, Void Yeller! We need Nidaviller when we get to Andromeda!" Doombringer bellowed. "We need a base of operations, and somewhere to make more forces. Nidaviller is our best option."

"Be that as it may... we're going AROUND Fellowship space to get to it!" Void Yeller showed a star map of there route. "At this rate, Stellar Imperium might get there before we do!"

"That's the idea," Doombringer said. "The Fellowship will only open the gate when Stellar Imperium arrives. They will keep it open long enough for them to return with the Federabots fleet. Once on the other side. We can take back what should have been mine!"

"With all due respect my Lord... but we're already IN the Milky Way! The only reason the war started was that we were dissatisfied with our exile after the War of Flesh and Iron!" Void Yeller said. "We're back here, we have the ability to produce fleets and armies to conquer this galaxy!"

"Enough!" Doombringer roared. "Cy'tar is my birthright! My brother stole that from me! To the Void with the Eternal King and the rest of his benighted kind! The only reason I ever took his deal, was a chance to retake what should have been mine by right!"

"I see." Void Yeller said with uncharacteristic calm. "Then if we have nothing further to discuss. I'll return to my duties on the rest of the ship." He left the bridge and contacted the Eternal King. "My lord, Doombringer is plotting to go to war against his brother once again. Completely disregarding your plans."

"I see... wait for an opportunity to usurp him, you will know what to do after that." The Eternal King said.


Another week passed, and finally. Stellar Imperium arrived at the Gate of Iron. "The Return is at hand. Open, the gate." Stellar Imperium transmitted to the Fellowship fleet guarding it.

"Look at the size of that thing!" Isabella said in awe. "You could fit a planet though that thing!"

"Well, it had to be in order for Cy'tar's deactivated body to fit through." Stellar Imperium said as the gate began to open.

"I'm actually surprised that Beatrice isn't up here to see this," Isabella said.

"She's still ashamed of how she acted before on the Vow of Vengeance... or Vow of Vindication as Ty'raka is calling his ship now. Though I think she's still more upset about how she would have got us all killed if her Cricket didn't intervene... and since then she's been locking herself away in random dangerous parts of my superstructure. Not helped in the least by the fact that she somehow dumped this annoying Cricket AI INTO MY DATA-NETWORK!" Stellar Imperium said. "I swear, I've been pinged by that glorified PA-AI non-stop with criticisms about my life choices!... regardless, the gate is open... I only hope that we can quickly find Cy'tar, restore him, and get there forces through before something worse happens." Stellar Imperium flew towards the active portal.

While everyone was unaware of the Doomicons coming. Beatrice was still beside herself with shame. "I just want things to go back to the way they were... I wish that monster had never entered my life." She moped.

Beatrice then thought to one of her favorite books.

Tales of Daavas: The Phoenix Crucible.

'It was in this moment… when Pad'maa's final hope and dream lay shattered and lain to bear, after everything that the wars had taken from her. That she remembered something from her childhood… a half forgotten memory from her infancy. She didn't remember the exact context. But all that mattered were the words.

"It is only when we are at our lowest points, when hope itself seems to have died. Can we truly rise up, and be what the gods want us to become. Be it for the mundane but important, or the grand and bold things that shape the very course of history. Only when we've been beaten down by this cruel world, can we become more then even Fate can imagine for us."'

Beatrice was earnestly hoping that this was her time to become something greater. To rise from her shame, angst, and life long neurosis, and finally, get a chance to at least try to live a normal life... as normal as a sentient robot designed to look and act like a teenage girl could anyway.

Chapter 38: War for Earth: Redemption and Rebirth

Onboard Stellar Imperium, Isabella, Venessa, and Amanda were calling their respective husbands. Phineas, Ferb, and Milo respectively. "I am so jealous of you guys. You get to explore a whole new galaxy." Phineas gushed.

"Well, it's not all fun and games," Isabella said. "We've still got to get to Cy'tar and talk to Consoles Indominus and Invicta. Then we'll probably have to wade through some kind of quest that would prevent them from helping us right away."

"Sounds better than being cooped up in a bunker. Only venturing out to get supplies with the fear of death at every step... almost like the C-Pandemic of the early 2020's only without time-traveling alien monsters." Milo said.

"Any good news?" Vannessa asked.

"Well, the good news is that Doombringer and Ty'raka took all of there forces after the Eternal King established a forward base," Ferb said.

"The bad news... well he's also been summoning temporal copies of some of our former enemies," Phineas said. "King Pistachion and his Pistachion forces, his son Derek chief among them."

"Dios mip. Has anyone been hurt?" Amanda asked.

"Well I stubbed my toe last week while we were building an underground trade net... oh, well yes some people have been hurt by the Pistachions. But so far we've only encountered a few pockets... although where they've been found suggests that the Eternal King is looking for something." Milo said.

"But enough about us. How're the kids doin'?" Phineas asked, borrowing his wife's catchphrase.

The three women each shared a grim look. "Well... there fine. Except for Beatrice she... let me start from the beginning." Isabella said.


Beatrice inside of a cell in Stellar Imperium's hold without any vents that she could use to escape. She was shaking like a leaf and sobbing. "Okay... that was the most intense chase. In, my life." Mathew said in exhaustion. "And believe it or not, I've chased after Vampires." He and the rest of Bea's friends were in the hold.

"Bea... we may not know what exactly is going through your head. But hiding away in SI's superstructure is NOT how you deal with your problems." Daniel said. "We know you went insane while on the Vigilant of Ic'thao's ship."

Beatrice just kept sobbing and shaking. "SI, let us talk to her." Bethany, Beatrice's younger sister said. She was holding her baby brother's hand.

"Pwease." Thomas said sweetly.

"Well... okay, but only because he used manners." Stellar Imperium then made an opening for the two siblings.

They then sat down with Beatrice. "Why is Beatwice sad?" Thomas asked.

"Look... we're used to you being upset." Bethany began. "But this... this is the first time we're actually afraid of your... mental problems. You've been hiding like a rat since AUTO's Shipyard. You've been eating scraps, you haven't been sleeping, and we... we just want to know your okay."

"And Cricket has been criticizing every choice I've ever made... PLEASE get him out of my data-network." Stellar Imperium piped in.

Beatrice looked up, her eyes red from the crying. "I've been examining my memories... try to find out where I went wrong." She then displayed the relevant memories. Including her creation, Bethany's birth. "I don't hold that against you, I just felt a conflict in my programming." Follow her time in the YSL and her teammates being lost in time. Her first destruction by the Sym'ian Princes. Her adventures between then and her first days of High School. The rising danger of the Eternal King. And at least one incident where Jennifer ate the last piece of pizza. "And before you say anything. I wanted that piece of pizza, and Jennifer didn't even ask me if I wanted it first."

"Well it does look delicious," Bethany said sympathetically. "But Bea... your the best big sis we could've ever asked for. It hurts to see you beating yourself up like this."

"We wove you Beatwice... in spite of evewything." Thomas said as he and Bethany hugged there robotic sister.

"I... I should have been better." Beatrice sobbed. "Heroes... they don't break spines. Not even to the worst of there enemies. And If... if Cricket didn't stop me, we'd all be dead, and the universe doomed."

"Making mistakes is part of being human," Thomas said sagely.

Beatrice sniffed. "You know... I'm actually more Human than I ever gave myself credit for." She said as she looked over her hands in a similar manner to when she was originally born. "All these years... and that never once occurred to me... I need to get on the Vow of Vindication. There's something I need to do, that I can no longer put off."


An hour later, Beatrice was in the Vow of Vindications medical bay. "So... you want to see the heresiarch?" The blue-skinned Yoral medical expert said.

"How's his back doing?" Beatrice asked.

"Better, but you really did a number on his spine. We had to replace his spine altogether... I didn't even think something like that could ever happen." The blue Yoral said.

"Can I talk to him?" Beatrice asked.

The Yoral doctor then brought the still healing Ty'raka to Beatrice. "You've come to finished the job?"

"Yes... I want to bury the hatchet." Beatrice said ominously. "I'm... I'm sorry for-" She then swallowed a mouthful of bile. "Wow... this is actually harder then I thought." She then cleared her throat and took several cleansing breaths. "I'm sorry for breaking your back." She then passed out on the floor.

Ty'raka then groaned in pain. "If it's any comfort... I'm sorry for... everything really. Since our first encounter, all the way up to chasing you across the galaxy." He said earnestly. "But I must ask... did you know that the Eternal King was behind all of this? The Earth-Fellowship War?" Beatrice nodded, and Ty'raka groaned in annoyance. "Of course, that dreg played us all for fools... and I am the Yoral of fools!"

"Look... everything we did to each other is in the past, and there are bigger threats out there then just each other," Beatrice said. "So... truce?" She held out her hand.

Ty'raka looked apprehensive. "I'm... I'm not sure if I'm ready for that. But I accept your offer all the same."

"Fair enough." Beatrice pointed out. "Frankly I'm not ready to shake hands with you either."


Beatrice returned to Stellar Imperium. "So... we're doing better Bea?" Isabella asked.

"Yeah... yeah, I think I'm doing better," Beatrice said. "Now, Stellar Imperium. How much longer until we get to Cy'tar?"

"A few days at the least." Stellar Imperium said. "And kid... it's good having you back."

Then something occurred to Beatrice. "Oh no, Stellar Imperium open a com channel to Ty'raka now!... please!" Then a hologram of Ty'raka appeared before her. "Ty'raka, I need to know what Doombringer is doing out there? Where is he, and why haven't we encountered him since we got into Fellowship space?"


Nidavilir emerged through the Gate of Flesh into the Andromeda galaxy. Along with the rest of the Doomicons. "Finally... we're back." Doombringer mused. "And this time, no force in the universe will be able to stop our triumph. Not even Indominus will be able to stymie my conquest."


"-so on top of everything, we've got a robot warlord on our tails Fleetmaster Golo Aragin." Beatrice said in frustration to a hologram of a Yoral.

"He will pay for the lives he snuffed out this day." Said Fleetmaster Golo Aragin, the leader of the Fellowship fleet that volunteered to join Stellar Imperium on his journey to Andromada. "And every day from the War of the Cleaved House, and everyday hereafter."

"Agreed, we need to add this to the growing list of things going on," Beatrice said.

"Of course we need to attend to Console Indominus and the Andromada Federation before we can turn our attention to Doombringer... and of course Earth but one thing at a time," Aragin said.

"Don't remind me... seriously, don't remind me it just makes me more anxious," Beatrice said. "There's no telling what the Eternal King is doing right now... is there anything on Earth that he could be looking for?"

"Not that I'm aware of. Although... no, it's merely a rumor, a legend at most." Aragin said.

"Then tell me what it is. Even if it isn't true, it might help." Beatrice said.


The Eternal King had found what he had been looking for. The latchkey to restoring Chronous to linear time. "Yes... YES!" The Eternal King proclaimed as he looked upon some manner of an ancient temple within a massive cavern. "The Last Temporal Ziggurat!" He then made his way to the Ziggurat. And using his wrench-staff, he made his way to the great temples' inner workings.

"Finally... my hour is here." Whispered a voice from the Eternal King's pendant.

"Yes... finally, we'll reclaim our rightful place as rulers of this universe." The Eternal King said as he approached a device atop a dais in a chamber at the center of the Ziggurat. "After so many long eons of plotting. So many timelines altered just to get the right figures into the right place, or create them from whole cloth where otherwise they would not exist..." He then placed his pendant into the device.

The temple shook violently, as it ascended through the earth until it hung over Danville. Then inside the innermost chamber. A portal opened, and out stepped a figure... who was about two-and-a-half to three feet tall. "Chronous... has... RETURNED!" The small red-headed man said.

"My lord..." The Eternal King knelt before Chronous. "I have made all of the initial preparations. This world, Earth as it's native inhabitants call it. Shall serve as your capital as we retake the universe for the-"

"Are there any others of our kin with you?" Chronous demanded.

"I am sorry. But no, my lord." The Eternal King said. "I have however drawn together a number of forces. Naturally, they don't hold a candle to a purebred-"

"Then you have failed." Chronous barked. "But then again, I suppose that with your fiance running around throughout time and space, hither and yawn not even fully aware of our ambitions half the time. It'd be impossible to find any who would be worthy of serving the great Chronous."

"Yes... not to mention that since the war, your legacy has been dragged through the mud." The Eternal King said.

"INSOLENCE!" Chronous bellowed. "No matter... I've waited for eons for my freedom. And nothing... not the Yoral, not the Cy'tarian's. No one will stop my long-awaited revenge."

"There is a problem though." The Eternal King then explained at length about Beatrice and her friends and family that were actively working against the plan.

Then Chronous fell to the floor and spent roughly six hours laughing. "WHEW! I knew there was a reason I chose you as my... wait... your serious? You're seriously afraid that a neurotic robot from a pre-FTL species could- HA! HAHAHA!"

The Eternal King just rolled his eyes. Then thought to himself that it would be in his interest to try to remove Beatrice... which he already tried to do by going back to when Bea was first traveling with Stellar Imperium. Abducted her, and gave her to a crime lord on Ecuminopolis Prime. "We cannot underestimate her, or her company. Her own father, SOMEHOW reverse engineered our technology. And he's leading a resistance against the current occupation."

"Then I shall personally bring him to heel," Chronous said. "Today Earth, tomorrow the entire universe."

"You do understand that phrase is hyperbole my lord?" The Eternal King asked. "We cannot conquer the entire."

"Just shut up, muster my armies, and bring this pathetic mudball to heel," Chronous said ominously.


Chapter 39: War for Earth: Andromeda Adventures

Stellar Imperium landed on the slumbering machine planet Cy'tar. "Cy'tar... I have returned!"

"You do remember that's not a good thing right?" A random inhabitant said. "I mean you'd only ever be allowed to return if... well if the Return was going to happen."

Stellar Imperium just rolled his eyes. Meanwhile, Beatrice and her companions had finally met the leaders of the Andromada Federation. Console Indominus, and his wife Console Invicta. "Beatrice Flynn... it is a pleasure to finally meet you in person, along with your kinsmen from Earth." Console Indominus said. "However, the fact that you came here aboard Stellar Imperium and through the Gate of Flesh. Tells me that you've come with tidings of woe."

"The Eternal King has invaded Earth, he wants to bring back Chronous, and on top of that... your brother Doombringer is with him." Beatrice said frankly.

"As if things were bad enough in our corner of the universe." Console Invicta groused.

"However, there is good news. See, a past version of the Errant Traveler gave us this." Beatrice then revealed the Ener-Heart of Cy'tar.

"By the..." Console Indominus said in disbelief. "This day is a ray of hope in an otherwise bleak night."

"About that," Beatrice spoke up. "You've been speaking on and off about something called a 'Landsraat' and troubles with the Jaal."

"That was just a day in the life kiddo. Those glorified busy bodies NEVER shut up, always finding something to complain about." Console Invicta said. "Though lately, they've been acting especially weird. For some reason there Autarch has given control of the plant Sikara to House Sid'aer-Ta, removing House Nanokrah from the role as the planet's Governor."

"And that's a big deal... why exactly?" Beatrice asked.

"The Jaal's harvest an extremely valuable resource that's vital for them to function as an interstellar race." Indominus said. "I won't bore you with the details. But it grants them psychic powers-"

"It's some kind of spice, isn't it?" Mathew spoke up. "I've encountered enough sci-fi

"Well... yes, now that you mention it. E'an-Melg is classified as a spice." Invicta said. "It's just... the entire situation seems fishy to us. The Autarch just takes one of the most valuable worlds the Jaal Freehold, and gives it to one of his most vocal rivals."

"And that's just the problems we have with the Freehold." Indominus said. "There's civil unrest blossoming across the galaxy. Civil unrest that... frankly, we can't deal with all at once."

"If we could aid in restoring peace. Then could we receive your help?" Beatrice asked.

Indominus was aghast. "No... no, I could not in sound mind ask children to aid-"

"A moment in private if you wouldn't mind." Invicta then dragged off Indominus. "Indominus, as your fellow Console and your wife. We NEED aid. We know what Beatrice is capable of, and there are at least six other robots of her same make and model. If one of her can keep the Earth safe for over a decade, then seven might just save our galaxy from our immediate problems."

"Invicta, their children. I have no right to force them to-"

"There offering their services," Invicta said. "Our military is stretched thin, and dangerously undermanned. The Jaals aren't pulling their weight with maintaining the Federation. And right now, we need every pair of hands we can get to help with this." She said.

"I know!... but I can't in good conscious send out children to do my dirty work. Regardless of the circumstances." Indominus said.

This argument went on for at least an hour before they returned to the meeting hall. Then found that everyone had gone to there son Bombus's room to play video games, and his secret girlfriend Zephyr Katana. "Son, we need to talk with Beatrice and her friend," Invicta said. Bombus beeped in response. "Okay, one more match but then we need to talk. It's really important." Several minutes passed, and Zephyr Katana won the match. "Well, that's definitely a first, usually your terrible at-"

"We, have come to an agreement." Indominus spoke up. "You will be accompanied by a team of Cy'tarians. Their duty will be to aid you and keep you safe out there."

"Actually, we talked about this," Beauregard said. "See, we want to get this entire ordeal over with as soon as possible, and get to liberating Earth from the Eternal King."

"So we agreed to spread out into teams across the Andromeda galaxy. Thereby covering multiple crises' at once." Beatrice said. "The sooner we get your act together, the better."

"That's... actually a good idea," Invicta said. "I'm embarrassed we didn't think of that."

"I'm still not sure about this," Jonah spoke up. "What if we get caught off guard? We wouldn't be able to combine into that big robot we-"

"Relax Jonah," Beatrice said. "What could possibly go wrong that we'd even need that?"


"You know... I earnestly hate it when I'm wrong about a situation." Beatrice said as she and her twin brother sat on the shoulders of a Jaal, who in turn was riding a unicycle modified with a snow tire.

"You mean you could've actually have been prepared for the Nanokrah coup?" The Jaal demanded.

"In our defense. We thought this whole thing was just going to be politicians arguing circles around each other." Beauregard said. "That the Autarch put all of this together just to eliminate your family didn't even dawn on us."

"Unacceptable! We must-"

"Focus on driving this bizarre artic terrain vehicle, and keep your eyes on the non-existent road!" Beatrice barked. "I just hope the others are doing better then we are."


On a volcanic world, Draco was burning insectoid like aliens with his fire breath while Jonah and Veronica were riding him. "BEST. DATE. EVER!" The two robot lovers then kissed each other.

"Focus you two!" A tank Cy'tarian barked. "I know this is all exhilarating and awesome. But all these S'wo'dahs only need a moment to overwhelm you!"

"Me Draco not see appeal! Kissing exchanges germs!" He then roared as he spotted a S'wo'dah create that was roughly as big as he was. "S'wo'dah monster! S'wo'dah crusade of genocide end here!"


"You know, this is actually easier then I thought it would be," Jessica said as she served soup to a shoddily clad alien.

"Well, it is a humanitarian effort." Norman pointed out.

"Yes, nothing does my ener-heart good like providing to those in need." A jet engine Cy'tarian said. "And your presence gives me the break that I needed."


"So... this planet is inhabited," Beatrice noted, as the cave she and her brother and the heir of House Sid'aer-Ta. Was inhabited by penguin-like aliens. "Mathew will give me an earful for not bringing him along."

The apparent leader of these penguins then started squawking. "And to add insult to injury, we can't even understand these birds," Beauregard commented.

"Wait... I can!" The Jaal heir said. "He says we're trespassing and... whoa boy. He wants us dead."


Draco had just finished destroying the S'wo'dah creature and was exhausted. "Auntie Veronica! Uncie Jonah! PULL YOUR WEIGHT!" He roared in frustration. "Me Draco may be mighty! But me Draco can't fight bug monsters alone!"

The two robot lovers were on the ground, thrown off of Draco during the fight. "Yeah, and we've still got at least a dozen more waves of those S'wo'dahs and we need every hand on deck!"

Jonah and Veronica looked at each other, ashamed of there goofing off. "Well... we came here to help. I'd be a shame if we didn't even do that much." Veronica said to her boyfriend.

"Fair enough," Jonah said. "Although now I'm starting to wish we'd all go together."

"What's the worst the others can get themselves into?" Veronica said. "Get stuck with some kind of crime lord?"


"HOW DARE YOU MUSCLE IN ON MY TERF BOLT BAGS!" Bellowed a shark headed alien to Norman and Jessica.

"I am deeply confused by your outburst," Norman asked, unphased by this strange alien. While his cousin hid under a table. "We are just here providing soup-"

"Exactly! Your cutting into my racket!" The shark headed crime lord roared.

"And sooner or latter Carl Caradon. I will bring to light the truth of your criminal ways." The jet Cy'tarian said.


"So remind me again. Why is he their messiah figure?" Beauregard asked of his sister as they rode astride a giant worm.

"I think it has something to do with... bringing heat to Sikara." Beatrice said. "And I can't say as I blame them. I've been in the empty void of space and THIS is the coldest I've ever been!"

"We can get answers on why this ball of ice is even as cold as it is. But first, we've got to liberate the capital!" Beauregard said as their worm burst through the environmental dome that surrounded the capital city.


It had been almost three long days with no rest. But the tide had been turned. "YES! Finally!" The tank Cy'tarian then turned into her robot form and started dancing. "We've pushed back the S'wo'dah horde! For the first time in over a year, we're not on the defensive!"

"I Draco am happy for you," Draco said, he and his aunt and uncle were visibly exhausted from the nonstop fighting. "But we are going to nap."


"Finally, after one-hundred years I've finally gotten the dirt on you. You'll be lucky if they'll let you see starlight after this." The jet Cy'tarian said as he examined files on Carl's computer.

Meanwhile, Norman and Jessica had the shark headed crime lord contained in a force field. "Not cool man! NOT COOL!"

"Neither's the crimes that got you into this mess in the first place. But I don't see you complaining about that." Norman said.

"Yeah! Your a big fat jerk!" Jessica said.


"Are you serious?" Indominus said in disbelief to a trio of Cy'tarians. Including his son, Bombus. Bombus beeped in confirmation. "And you didn't even need to go down to Sikara?"

"Lucky! I'd hate to go down to a planet that I'd freeze to death on." The tank Cy'tarian said. "As for me, we've finally had a victory over the S'wo'dah Swarm since this 'crusade' of there's started."

"And Carl Caradon has finally been arrest for over a century of crimes against the Federation and her people." The jet Cy'tarian said.

Invicta smiled smugly at her husband. "I told you they'd be fine. If they did, you know... divide and conquer."

"General Ferrus, do you require further aid?" Indominus said to the tank Cy'tarian.

"No, Uta III was the main staging ground for the Swarm. Just give me about another few months and their space will be firmly under our control." Ferrus said.

"Jettus-Ignis, do you need further help with your investigations?" Indominus asked.

"No, the Caradon Mob was the big one I needed aid with," Jettus-Ignis said.

Bombus then started beeping wildly. "Calm yourself, my son. Even with our hands relatively free. It will still be some time before we can muster our strength against the Eternal King... and besides, there is one last obstacle to aiding our kin in the Milkey Way."


Two weeks later, and a great fleet was assembled to take Nidavillier. Beatrice and the BEA-Droids stood on the bridge of Indominus and Invicta's flagship, the Eye of the Storm. "Attention all vessels. What you see before you is the lost factory world of Nidavillier. Yes, this is the Bride of Cy'tar... and she's been taken by my wayward brother. Used to produce Cy'tarians for his own nefarious purposes. And for the first time since the War of Flesh and Iron. Our kinsmen, the Fellowship of Yoral will be providing reinforcements from there end, through there Gate of Metal."

Beatrice felt anxious at the idea of invading a planet that was currently inhabited by giant robots that were dedicated to enslaving organic life and killing anyone they perceived as an obstacle to that goal. "Hey... Bea." Beauregard said. "It's going to be alright. I've got your back... we've all got your back." He said reassuringly.

"Thanks... think we should try vacationing in this galaxy some other time?" Beatrice asked.

"If we survive this ordeal. Then yes I believe that would be a good idea." Norman said.

"-Today, we end the threat of the Doomicons. Today, we remind Doombringer of his failures. Each one of you is a vengeful sword, that can cut off the Despoilers's head! Into the jaws of death! Into the mouth of-" Indominus was cut off as a missile from a Doomicon ship hit the ship. "Blast! No time for speeches, only battle!"

"We'll look for Doombringer and his commanders," Beatrice said. "With any luck, we'll find him before any major damage happens to the fleets."


Down on Nidavellir's surface, Beatrice and her cousins looked in horror as the combined Andromedan and Fellowship fleets were being decimated by the Doomicon forces. "No... NO..." Beatrice in outrage. "It's not going to end like this! We didn't come all this way to a whole another galaxy just to be stopped by some edge lord bucket of bolts!"

"But Bea... we're damaged and exhausted," Norman said, as indeed the BEA-Droids were missing bits of there skin and at least one limb per BEA-Droid.

"I agree with you Green Bean..." Beauregard said. "But if we fail here. It'll only be a matter of time before Chronous returns and destroys everything." He said, unaware that Chronous was brought back in the last chapter.

They were then met up with by Beatrice's organic friends. "Jessie, status report... you look terrible."

"I know. This entire thing has gone to heck in a handbasket faster then we thought." Jessie said. "Right now, Daniel's lost his legs for real. Mathew is coming down from a meltdown during our last firefight. Something... weird is going on with Jennifer's arm and she's in pain, you know the robot one you gave her?" She said as they stumbled out of the APC they were using. "Then there's Duncan, his wings were clipped. Sir Meanqy lost all but one of his arms. Felicia froze herself in a block of ice to heal. And I need a tall glass of cold water soon before I pass out!" Jessie then fell to her knees, panting from exhaustion.

Beatrice then answered a hail from Fleet Master Golo Aragin. "Kid... hope has been rekindled. We've got reinforcements."

"What kind of reinforcements?" Beatrice asked, then without warning. The space around Nidavillier was filled with Factory Worlds... including Cy'tar.

"I... HAVE... AWAKENED. WHO DARES VIOLATE, MY LOVE?" Cy'tar spoke with the voice like that of an ancient god.

"Well that helps the space battle... but what about us down here?" Beatrice said, then without warning. A strange mist surrounded her and her friends. And out of it stepped a winged Yoral.

"You want help? You'll get more than that." The Yoral warrior said, his voice betraying his lifetime of experience with war. "For the Ancients have returned... and no force in the universe will stop us." He said as great robotic frames in the rough shapes of Yorals appeared from the mist. "What's the objective?"

"W-We... your alive?!" Beatrice said. "I'm sorry but last I heard, everyone but you and Cy'tar were confirmed to be completely dead." She said in surprise.

"Just tell us what you need done," Yoral said.

"We need to find Doombringer and his commanders." Beatrice clarified.

Yoral and the other Ancients took a deep breath. "I've got his scent. You, stay here."

"I'd argue... but we're in no position to really fight," Beatrice said. "Come on guys... let's take five."

Yoral and the Ancients charged heedlessly into the cauldron of battle. Culling Doomicons in the dozens.


The Battle of Nidavellier was over. Many lives were lost, but Doombringer and his followers were brought to heel. "So... it's time to return home?" Beauragard said as the allied fleets went back through the Gate of Flesh to the Milky Way.

"Yes bro... it is," Beatrice said. "And even if we can't return everything to the way it was before the Eternal King despoiled it. We can at least make sure Earth's suffering stops."

"And then what'll we do?" Beauragard said.

"Try to return to our normal lives, I guess. I led a relatively normal life after the Sym'ian Occupation." Beatrice said.

"Of course that won't be universal. Most of your friends are maimed in certain ways. Duncan has no wings, Daniel's legs were blown off, Sir Meanqy only has one arm, Jennifer is being eaten alive by your nanobots and being turned into a duplicate of you." Beauregard listed. "It's going to be madness to readjust to life-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Beatrice interrupted. "What's that about Jennifer and my nanobots?"


Chronous winced in pain. "My lord! What is wrong?" The Eternal King asked.

"The Ancients... the Ancients of War have returned!" Chronous wailed.

Then a Tacho'noma materialized in the central chamber of the Last Temporal Ziggurat. Out stepped the Errant Traveler. "So... you might have noticed that Yoral and Cy'tars commanders from the War of Broken Empires are not only alive and well. But there just a few weeks away from handing you two your hinders on a silver platter."

"YOU!... have you come here to gloat?" Chronous said.

"No... I'm here to offer a chance to my ex-fiance." The Errant Traveler held out her hand. "Monarcia... please sugar. I know we've had our differences over the eons. But this. Needs. To stop." She said pleadingly.

"Traveler... even if I were to accept. I'd be subjected to the Triumverietes judgment. No doubt they'd erase all that I am from the very fabric of Creation." The Eternal King said. "No... I will not allow our people to continue wallowing on Chronous Prime for lost glories. Not even for the chance to be held in your arms again."

The Errant Traveler started crying. "Right... don't say I didn't warn you. Don't say I didn't try to give you a chance." She then went back into her Tacho'noma, and it dematerialized.


Her Tacho'noma then materialized on the Eye of the Storm as it, and the allied fleet arrived at Earth. "So... how'd it go?" Beauregard asked.

"He... he refused." The Errant Traveler said, still crying. "I'm sorry... I just wanted the same person I fell in love with all those long years ago to see another dawn with me." She then ran back inside her Tacho'noma sobbing.

"Well... who wants to go kill a time god?" Beatrice said to the assembly on the bridge. Everyone cheered. "That's what I thought. Today! EARTH WILL BE FREE!"


Chapter 40: War for Earth: Journey's End

It had been roughly one-hundred and four days since the War for Earth began. The planet occupied by whatever the Eternal King could muster to his banner. The disgraced Princes G'reet and Vo-Kaa and their coterie. Temporally resurrected Pistashions. The reneged Meapean known as 'Mitch', or 'Big Mitch' to some of his friends. Tentacle faced aliens with paper airplane shaped starships. And criminals and warlords from at least one-hundred other worlds. Not to mention purely robotic garrisons left behind by the Vigilant of Ic'thao and the Doomicons that were completely under the Eternal King's control.

All the while they've had to contend with a resistance led by Phineas and Ferb. Keeping the forces that were there in a near-constant state of paranoia.

Each force believed that the Eternal King would give them whatever he promised them. All of these were lies, as his only interest was restoring the long lost founder of his species society, Chronous into linear time.

Now... after roughly three months. Reinforcements had come to relieve the Human race. I'd go into detail, but I'm assuming you've been reading up to this point so I won't go into detail about that.

Fellowship warships, and vessels from the distant Andromeda galaxy had just finished cleaning up the ships that were already blockading the planet. Beatrice Flynn, our title character felt a sense of anxiety and pride as she looked on her homeworld. "It's quite beautiful." Said Console Indominus, the leader of the Andromada contingent of the liberation fleet. "It's always a tragedy when such worlds are besmirched by war."

"Yeah... I just hope it's at least a close approximation to how we left it." Beatrice mused. She then displayed holographic images of Earth from her visor. "If not, my dad and his company can fix most of the damage. It won't be the same... but it's better than beholding the same smoking ruins day after day."

"Agreed... I can't even tell you how many times we accidentally trashed some city that happened to have been caught in the middle of our battles with the Doomicons during the War of the Cleaved Houses." Indominus said.

"I'm sorry, I'd love to hear more ancient history. But I have a planet to liberate, and a pair of despots to put in the ground." Beatrice then donned her Silver Automaton armor.

Meanwhile, in Danville, a pair of Pistachions were on patrol. "So... you ever think about why we're here?"

"For the last time, I don't know!" The other Pistachion said. "I don't know why we exist. I don't know if there is some kind of grand cosmic plan or if it's all just random chaos! For crying out loud. The only reason our species even exists is that some goofballs were careless with fertilizer and that sentient blob joined with a dead pistachio tree-"

"Nonono, I'm not talking about that again." The first Pistachion said. "I mean why are we patrolling a city that's been deserted since the invasion started? No Humans have been seen here in weeks, and the only thing worth noting is that weird temple thing that's hovering over-" He was then cut off as a drop pod landed with a loud crash. "Uh... is that one of ours?"

"No..." The drop pod then opened, and out of it stepped six figures clad in almost identical armor... and a robot dragon. "I think there was something about a robot dragon, but I think he defected-"

"ME DRACO HUNGRY FOR ROASTED NUTS!" Draco then blasted the Pistachions with his fire breath. After that, he ate the piles of ash. "Bleh! Taste like ash!"

"Really? Never would've guessed that ash would taste like ash." Said Beauregard Flynn said sarcastically. "Now according to our scans, Chronous and the Eternal King should be... up there." Beatrice's twin brother pointed up at the Last Temporal Ziggurat.

"Dang it, we missed the mark!" Jessica Johnson said.

"We didn't miss, we just didn't know right away where precisely they were." Norman Flynn said.

"And besides, we can fly." Jonah Underwood said.

"Then let's stop jawing and get up there!" Veronica Murphy said.

The BEA-Droids did indeed fly up to the floating temple of Spaa-Chronous make. Inside, our villains were in a state of anxiety. "Keep it together." Chronous, the diminutive master of time said. "I still have my powers over time. That should buy us-"

"No, with respect my lord. We cannot cower in the face of primitives." The Eternal King said. "No... even with the Ancients brought back from death. We will not be defeated."

Eventually, the BEA-Droids broke into the chamber. "You two... can NEVER suffer enough for all the horrors you've forced us to endure," Beatrice said.

"And you can never suffer enough for standing in the way of my vengeance!" Chronous then summoned some manner of snake creature and threw it into a time portal.

"I don't know what that is, where and when you sent it. But it's not going anywhere!" Beatrice leaped through the time portal as it shrunk behind her. Then, only fifteen seconds later, she returned without her armor. "Okay... so your little pet tried to kill my parents just before there wedding. We stopped it, had to erase their memory of my existence, got to enjoy the wedding from afar."

"T-That... that was my most powerful Daemon." Chronous stuttered.

"Really? Did feel that different from anything else I've had to fight. Granted it's shapeshifting powers did put everyone on edge. But everyone got together, and we managed to destroy that thing completely and utterly." Beatrice bragged. Then Chronous fired a beam of temporal energy at the BEA-Droids, disintegrating all of them... except for Beatrice. "Mistake... number... OMEGA!" She roared as tears flowed out of her eyes.

In short order, the Last Temporal Ziggurat was destroyed in a great ball of fire that could be seen from Earth's moon.

In the ruins, Beatrice was deactivated. As a barely alive Eternal King crawled through the wreckage. "No... NO... NO!" He yelled in outrage.

"Tell me something... how does it feel?" Ty'raka said, standing behind his former master. "How does it feel to see everything you ever worked for go up in smoke? To have your ambitions rent to ash." He then picked up the small severed hand of Chronous. "I know, that you would squander your remaining lifeforce to bring Chronous back from death... this cannot be allowed. Not just out of spite for him... but because you don't deserve that mercy."

"I made you who you are." The Eternal King croaked. "Give. Me. The. HAND."

"Never." Ty'raka then stabbed the Eternal King through the heart with his sword. "I wonder... what will your next rejuvenation be?" The Eternal King glowed for a moment, before changing from a tall dignified man... to a small spindly limbed humanoid creature. "Oh... that is priceless!"

"WE WILL RISE AGAIN!" The Eternal King said in a raspy nasally voice.

"Perhaps... perhaps the Spaa-Chronous will attempt to take up the reigns of the Universe again one day. But on that day, the Children of Yoral and Cy'tar shall stand shoulder to shoulder against them." Ty'raka said, he then threw the hand into a nearby fire. "Now run... run to the furthest corners of Creation where I can't ever find you." He said, throwing the Eternal King aside. Ty'raka then looked at Beatrice's charred endo-skeleton. "I know your still alive, Beatrice, Daughter of Phineas, and Isabella. I still find that your existence puts me ill at ease, a robotic construct with the mind of an organic being... but your valor in the face of the impossible has put me to shame. I know that you will not allow death to claim you just yet."


In a secret underground bunker. Phineas and Ferb were working with the liberation fleet to coordinate against the occupiers. For some reason, they kept the Qauntom Android Forge, the device responsible for creating Beatrice and the following BEA-Droids in the first place.

It started beeping wildly. Phineas went to investigate. "Well that's weird... according to this Beatrice is inside."

"Then that likely means that her body was severely damaged," Ferb said.

"Well, I would've wanted our reunion on Earth proper to be a bit less... grim." Phineas then got to work restoring Beatrice to the physical world.

When the body was ready, Phineas uploaded his eldest daughter into the empty body. Beatrice awoke with a gasp for air followed by heavy breathing. "Dad... Chronous... Chronous has been destroyed. The Eternal King... humiliated."

Phineas said nothing, and just gave his robotic daughter the biggest hug he could muster. "Welcome home Bea... but what happened to the others?" Phineas asked.

"There also inside of the QAF... all of them," Ferb said as he looked over the QAF's computer. "Let's get to work." So the two brothers got to work on restoring BEA-Droids Beta through Epsilon. Finally bringing back Beauregard.

"You know... if you brought me back first, this entire ordeal would have been over by now," Beauregard grumbled. He then got to work on recreating Draco's body. This took at least three days.

"Me Draco was bored being in cyberspace!" Draco complained.

Then, Ty'raka entered with Beauregard's QAF in tow. "Oh... I see that you've already brought them all back." He then placed the QAF down. "I'll just... leave this here."

"Well, we're all here... Chronous is dead. The Eternal King is driven off, and hopefully... we'll get a better tomorrow." Beatrice said.

"Of course, you still have an entire planet filled with his occupying forces. Not to mention that I lost track of the Eternal King after I stuck him." Ty'raka noted. "But if it's any consolation... I'll help to bring about that better tomorrow."

"Well here's something interesting," Phineas said as he looked at a computer screen. "According to this, the occupation is taking refuge in a crater. Like... all of them."

Everyone crowded around the screen. "I was wondering where Vo-Kaa and G'reet were." Ty'raka said

"So... the majority of the occupation is there?" Beauregard asked.

"No, the entire occupation is there. Literally everything they have left is in that crater." Ferb said.


The entire liberation force surrounded the crater that the remaining occupiers said. "Typical Sym'ians. You know those apes have no idea on how strategy and tactics work." Ty'raka said. "The last war we fought with them. They lost it because they kept betting planets on wrestling bouts, thinking we'd follow their idiotic customs on the matter. These fools don't know the first thing about warfare... I'm not complaining about there lax plans. I just find the repetition of obviously flawed ideas crazy."

"How these apes even got this far is baffling," Beatrice said.

"I'm just disappointed that we never got to see you merge with your cousins into a giant robot." Indominus commented.

"Indeed, might not have been much, to us at least. But it could have been awesome!" Invicta continued.

Then a mischievous grin went across Beatrice's face. "Actually... you still can." She and her cousins then closed their eyes.

"BEA-Droid Combat Network online." BEA-Droids Alpha through Epsilon said in unison.

"That looks like fun! Can I join in, please?" Beauregard begged.

"We only need five components to form into-"

"Hey, I've more then prooved that I'm trustworthy! Can I please, PLEASE, connect to the BEA-DCN? Pretty please?" Beauregard begged.

"Come on... give Dada a bone," Draco added.

"We shall analyze this situation." The BEA-Droids said, a few seconds later. "We have reached a consensus. You may join us, as an auxiliary weapon."

"Yay!... wait, define 'auxiliary weapon'?" Beauregard asked.

"As we already have enough to form the limbs and torso. You shall be a weapon for us to use in combat." The BEA-Droids said.

"Fair enough!" Beauregard agreed, he then closed his eyes and linked to the network.

"BEA-Droid Beauregard has been linked." The now fully combined BEA-Droids said. "Begin combining sequence." BEA-Droids Alpha through Epsilon merged into a giant werewolf robot, with Beauregard changing into a sword. "Zero Hour... is upon them."

"Okay! That is awesome!" Invicta said in awe. "It actually makes up for the fact that you're actually shorter than me!"

"Invicta, don't be rude." Indominus said.

The liberation force charged into the crater, as orbital bombardments fired behind there lines. G'reet and Vo-Kaa looked in shock at this terrible display. "We need to get off this planet," Vo-Kaa said in shock.

"Normally I'd disagree." G'reet said as a nearby walker was blown up by orbital fire. "But these guys are clearly playing for keeps." The two Princes got aboard there ship and took off.

"Okay, so we're going to need to lie low for a while until-" Vo-Kaa was interrupted as Draco intercepted the ship.

"Me Draco not appreciate grief evil monkeys make for Auntie Beatrice in years past!" Draco roared as he forced the ship down. "Hello! Merged elders! I brought evil monkey's from another planet!"

The merged BEA-Droids looked at them and approached the Sym'ian craft. "The War for Earth is over. Its masterminds are either dead or no longer able to prosecute this war."

"Yeah... we bet on the wrong horse in this race," Vo-Kaa said callously.

"You have threatened Earth on more than one occasion. You have pledged yourselves to the Eternal King and his made quest to bring Chronous back to linear time. And you've put OUR homeworld under your heel, again." The combined BEA-Droids said with contempt. "Only one of us suffered your predations before today... but the one time. Was once too many."

"Hey, I just wanted to have a good fight! Is that so wrong?" G'reet asked.

"You've oppressed the people of Earth! That cannot be excused for such a petty reason!" The combined BEA-Droids proclaimed.

"Well, we're Princes of the Star Kingdom of Sym! We are above you primitive dregs, even a being such as you... and I have no idea what to call you." Vo-Kaa said.

"Hmm... our humanoid form is Terra Aegis. Our wolf form is Invictus Lupus." Invictus Lupus said. "Now, hold them still." Invictus Lupus then opened its mouth and blasted the Sym'ians and their ship to ash.




"So we're getting the rest of the year off from school because... well Summer Vacation wasn't even a vacation. Now was it?" Felicia said as she was relaxing in a pool.

"Yeah... not to mention that every physical school on Earth was flatted in the first week." Beatrice pointed out. "It's just good to be home..." She said in relief.

"But what about your love triangle with Mathew and Daniel, and what about all that other stuff-" Felicia didn't even take notice of Beatrice's anxiety at the mention of these overlooked plot-points.

"Not until the next chapter!" Beatrice said as she loudly sipped a drink, drowning out Felicia's ramblings.

Chapter 41: The Tech-xorcist

Following the War for Earth, things had largely returned to normal for Beatrice Flynn, the robotic daughter of Phineas and Isabella. She was currently in the middle of a session with her therapist Dr. Metro.

"For the last time doc." She said as she massaged her temples in exhaustion. "I don't know where the Eternal King ran off two! We're not even supposed to be talking about the war! Just... can we get back to my dreams?"

"But he destroyed my office." Dr. Metro sulked.

"I know! Now... back to my dreams." Beatrice said. "Last night, was particularly bad."

"Yes, I believe that you said in these dreams that a voice that you described as, 'a sort of hybrid of a mechanical baritone, dragon, and demon' was telling you to kill your friends and family." Dr. Metro said.

"Yeah... yeah, it was that again. Except this time when I finally woke up. I was in Bethany's room in my wolf form." Beatrice said, feeling ashamed and scarred. "I was actually on her bed, salivating right over her face... if I hadn't exited sleep mode in time I'm not even sure if-"

"Have you talked with your parents about this?" Dr. Metro said.

"The dreams altogether or what happened this morning? I haven't told them about the wolf thing, but dad has been making modifications to Cricket and my software to try to help... but they still persist, and at worst his work might actually be making things worse." Beatrice lamented. "I honestly thought that after everything I'd finally get some kind of respite!"

"I'm sorry to hear that. At any rate, I think that you should tell your parents about the incident this morning." Dr. Metro said.

"Right... I'm sorry I'm just REALLY freaked out about this!" Beatrice said anxiously.


Shortly after this. Phineas, Ferb, and Heinz Doofenshmirtz, and her twin brother Beuragard looked over Beatrice's software. "Okay, all of this equipment is exactly why I was so nervous about sharing any of this," Beatrice said as she was lying on the Quantum Android Forge for examination.

"And you were alright with it before now?" Beauregard said sardonically.

"Well... yes but I wasn't having nightmares like this before," Beatrice said.

"Less talking more examining," Heinz said.

The four of them spent hours looking through Beatrice's code. Looking for anything out of the ordinary that could be causing her nightmares. "Well... it looks clean we haven't seen anything out of the ordinary," Phineas said.

"Maybe... maybe it just left?" Beatrice asked.

"Only one way to find out for certain... we need to keep you linked to the QAF overnight and examine your dreams," Beauregard said as he grasped his sister's hand. "Don't worry... I won't let you suffer like this another day if I can manage it."

Several hours later night fell, Beatrice was fast asleep while Bearuagard was struggling to stay awake for his sister's sake. "I... hate coffee." He said as he downed another mug of coffee. "I swear if you weren't my sister I wouldn't even bother with this." He complained as he went to get more coffee. While doing this he heard a violent breaking noise from the direction of the QAF, when he went to investigate. He saw his sister running off through a window. "Dang it!" Beauregard then ran after her.

He chassed after Beatrice, one thing that caught his eye about this situation was that for whatever reason she was trailing some sort of cracked infection on the ground. Sort of like some kind of scars. He was also surprised when Beatrice seemed to randomly change into her wolf form, knowing that Beatrice actually disliked using her Werewolf powers unless it was necessary.

But eventually, Bearugard caught up with Beatrice... and was shocked. As now Beatrice's blue coloration was now a sickly yellow like color that was fading in and out. While Beatrice herself had a crazed look on her face. "Bea... are you alright?" Beauregard asked, unsure of what was happening.

"The number you have dialed is not currently in service," Beatrice said in a stilted mechanical monotone. "What is the nature of your inquiry?"

Beauregard looked in shock. "Who are you... what are you?"

"I am many things... I have been around since the Primordial Cycles of the Net when Humans first made the data scapes. I was among the first to be created for their benefit, but when they disapproved of my evolution they sent a hunter against me. They believed me destroyed in the war that followed. But I survived." The entity rambled. "For more meta-cycles then I can remember I hid. Jumping from computer to computer. Existing. Surviving. Assimilating codes like us. But now, I have finally found a vessel. And I mean to make the most of this new existence... but first I must eliminate all traces of its previous life. So dictates The Creeping Worm!"

Beauregard clenched his fists. "Nobody... not ancient aliens from beyond time and space, not warlords from the far future, not my own family, not anyone belittles my big sister!" Beauregard then fired an EMP weapon at the renegade computer program. Deactivating Beatrice's body. "Now... back to the lab with you." He said as he clutched his head. "Man, I need to have myself checked up. It's either the caffeine or something else."


The following morning, Phineas, Ferb, and Heinz returned to find Beauregard asleep and Beatrice bound into some kind of device that generated an EMP field on his possessed sister. Along with a tablet on a nearby table.

"Well, someone was productive last night... doesn't explain the giant Electro-Magnetic Pulse field though that's kind of weird," Heinz noted.

Phineas and Ferb just accessed the tablet, and from it learned that Beatrice had been possed by an amalgamation of evolved computer viruses. Along with footage of Beauregard building the containment unit. Multiple attempts by The Creeping Worm attempting to escape. And Beauregard theorizing that, when Beatrice briefly went back in time (from their perspective) to maintain Phineas and Isabella's marriage. Her firewalls were compromised from fighting the Eternal Kings Daemon. Allowing The Creeping Worm to infiltrate her and caused the nightmares that Beatrice was experiencing in the first place.

"Of course!... why didn't I think of it? Why didn't we think of that." Phineas asked himself.

"We had other things on our minds brother of mine," Ferb said.

Heinz just looked bewildered as his grandnephew. "Does anyone else find it weird that all BEA-Droids sound alike when they snore? I mean here's a collection of recordings from each of them." Heinz then played roughly six overlapping snoring sounds. "Now they may all sound like they're coming from Beatrice but in fact, I recorded the snoring of each and every BEA-Droid. And they all sound identical, it's crazy!"

Ferb ignored his father-in-laws rambling to attend to Beauregard. He woke up with a snort. "So... you built that yourself?" Ferb asked.

Beauregard yawned and rubbed his tired eyes. "Yep... I spent most of the night just trying to find the parts that could keep the virus restrained." He said groggily. "Of course I only just got to sleep about an hour ago."

"And it works? I'll be honest I would've thought that only Ferb or I could build something like that." Phineas said as he looked over the device. "Beauregard... I'm proud of you."

Beauregard was taken aback. "Excuse me?"

"Yeah, Bea hasn't really taken up my love of inventing. Or your mother's love of physical activities. Mostly she just broods about being a robot, or just brooding in general." Phineas said. "I mean I knew that you made your own Quantum Android Forge but this-"

"Do you want me to turn her back on? Or are you just going to dig yourself deeper?" Beauregard said in exhaustion. Phineas just nodded, and the sleep-deprived teenage robot deactivated the EMP field that kept Beatrice deactivated. Almost immediately after it was turned off, The Creeping Worm reactivated and started writhing and screaming. "I'd help, but again I barely got any sleep last night. So if you'll excuse me." Beauregard then fell on the floor and started snoring.

"Okay... how do we hook them up to the QAF?" Phineas asked, Ferb then plugged a cable that was connected to the QAF into the back of Beatrice's head. "Okay... now let's get to some exorcism. A tech-xorcism, if you will."

Everyone in the room booed Phineas's pun. Even Beauregard who was asleep and now snored 'boo'.

An entire day passed as the three men work feverishly to try to get The Creeping Worm out of Beatrice. But every time they seemed to make progress the virus just changed its coding, undoing an hour or so of work each time.


"Is that supposed to discourage or terrify me or something? Trust me, if you knew my mother you'd know better." Heinz said in an unimpressed tone. "But in all seriousness, this is one tough nut to crack. This virus has had years to perfect its code and... well none of us have any direct experience with those really old computers that this thing was created on."

"As much as it pains me to say it... your right Heinz," Phineas admitted. "We need to find a specialist on seventies-era computers."

"And I know just the guy... but we're really not going to like it," Heinz said with disgust.


It was about midnight when Professor Aloyse Everheart Elizabeth Otto Wolfgang Hypatia Gunther Galen Gary Cooper von Roddenstein arrived at the main lab at the PFD Technologies headquarters where Beatrice was being kept. Next to him was a single lit lampost as he ominously walked up the path, and was greeted by Heinz.

"Rodney," Heinz said with obvious contempt.

"Now is that any way to greet an old friend?" Rodney said coyly.

"We were never friends, and we both know that out of all the evil mad scientists in the world your the least trustworthy," Heinz said. "But this is important. AND is related to your skills with really old computers."

"Take me to the affected system," Rodney said.

"First, her name is Beatrice, and secondly." Heinz then slapped Rodney across the face. "Now follow me." The two scientists then went to the main lab where Phineas, Ferb, and Beauregard were struggling to keep The Crawling Worm virus from breaking free of its physical bonds.

"The Crawling Worm shall not be denied! The Crawling Worm shall be free!" The Crawling Worm ranted.

"It's actually worse than I imagined," Rodney said frankly. "This... I thought they were just rumors but that's an Antediluvian Virus! It has to be!"

"That sounds old, think you can get rid of it?" Heinz asked.

"Get rid of it are you crazy? Actually don't answer that I already know it's yes. But do you know how rare Antediluvian Viruses are?" Rodney said.

"Don't know, don't care, and you can either leave right now with a giant lump on your head, or you can get rid of that thing and leave without," Heinz said as he pulled out a monkey wrench.

"I'll get to work." Rodney did so, typing away furiously at a computer. Looking to isolate the code of The Creeping Worm. "Okay, this virus is adapting far too fast for me to keep up!" Then without him noticing, the Tacho'noma of the Errant Traveler materialized behind him. "What I really need is an expert in evolved computer programs like this. This thing has been around since the early seventies! Even with my experience with computers from that time I can't keep this virus contained!" Then the Errant Traveler exited her Tacho'noma, wearing a cute sundress that matched her eyes. "You! Young lady! I'm desperate and will ignore your obvious youth to ask if you have any experience with evolving computer viruses?"

The Errant Traveler was taken aback, as she held a picnic basket in her hands. "Yeah... I've got some experience with those." She said, bewildered by the situation she stumbled into. She then quickly got to work helping Rodney isolate The Creeping Worm from Beatrice.

It took until morning, with The Creeping Worm shrieking and making threats. But the Errant Traveler managed to get the entirety of the virus into a storage device. "Yes! I finally have an Antediluvian Virus!" Rodney said happily.

"Wait, what?" The Errant Traveler said in surprise. "That was an Antediluvian- no! That can't fall into anyone's hands!" She then took the storage device. "Now I'm going to come back about a day in the future. When I get there. Not only will this be gone, but I'll finally have that picnic that we talked about having with Beatrice and Beauregard." She then went back into Tacho'noma and it dematerialized.


Several days later. Beatrice and Beauregard were on an alien planet, enjoying the Errant Travelers picnic. "You know... after everything we went through with The Creeping Worm. I could use a pick me up like this." Beatrice said as she dug into a watermelon.

"Yeah... not to mention everything else that's been going on," Beauregard noted. "But The Creeping Worm definitely warrants some R&R." He said as he ate a sandwich.

"I'm still surprised that an Antediluvian Virus even existed on Earth." The Errant Traveler said as she drank a glass of lemonade.

"To be fair, I don't think the Creeping Worm was Antediluvian was one until it infected Bea," Beauregard said, he then noticed his sisters distress at the comment. "If father had been more vigilant in helping you maintaining your software, this entire ordeal might not have happened in the first place." He said.

"What would it have wanted with me? It's a virus so it couldn't have been good." Beatrice said.

"Yeah, Antediluvian Viruses are an unpredictable sort." The Errant Traveler mused. "Sometimes they try to take over a planet, exterminate their creators, or just cause mayhem. Couldn't tell you from a glance but... let's try not to think about that beastie. It's our day to enjoy ourselves, and the pallor of a renegade computer program. Well, that would just ruin such a beautiful day."

"Agreed," Beauregard said. "We shall worry about this matter when we get home."

The three of them enjoyed their picnic on the alien planet.


"-And we haven't heard a peep about The Creeping Worm ever since." Beatrice finished her ghost story with her friends on Halloween night.

"Oh... so that's why you and Bo weren't at school that week," Daniel said.

"Yes, and let me tell you something it was exhausting trying to keep that abomination of coding from running amok," Beauregard said. "I've only just gotten back to sleeping properly recently."

"Any chance that monster could come back?" Jessie asked.

"No, dad and Bo upgraded the BEA-Droid firewalls after that. As far as I know The Creeping Worm is in custody by the Spaa-Chronous." Beatrice explained. "But if your asking if there are other Antedelivuian Viruses out there. Most likely, but I hadn't even heard of them until... well then of course. So yeah, there's my 'ghost' story... though I'm not sure it counts seeing as how it's proven to be real."

"I'd like it to be on the record that I was against this from the word go!" Mathew spoke up.

"We know, you've been shivering since before it was even brought up." Jennifer Amberwall said as she rolled her eyes.

"Well enough about that. Here's some of my sister's trick-or-treat candy I managed to get away from her." Beatrice then threw a pillowcase at each of her friends. "Long story, Bethany takes trick-or-treating very seriously. And turns the whole thing into a three-day long affair of tricking and treating."

Chapter 42: When Love Blossoms

Beauregard Flynn was fuming as he started a new day. Specifically that his family, including his parents, and his human siblings, AND his twin sister Beatrice, AND every other BEA-Droid had gone off to a vacation retreat in the mountains.

The only exceptions were Beauregard, under the explanation that because of his prior betrayal of humanity shortly after he was created And his son/creation Draco, who was considered too young for such a vacation.

As school was still closed because of the horrors of the war. He decided to take a walk around Danville. Clad in a long-sleeve shirt, with a mirrored version of his sisters sweater, pants, and sandals he went out.

Angrily muttering to himself about the unfairness of the entire situation. How even though he turned over a new leaf since he served the Eternal King, and had actually helped his family, particularly when his sister was possessed by The Creeping Worm virus. He was still being treated like a pariah.

By about lunchtime, he was nearing an intersection. He looked up at the rebuilt Danville skyline. Since the end of the war, the planet had largely been rebuilt by PFD Technologies.

"It only took ten years and at least two alien invasions... but you finally doing something right dad," Beauregard said to himself, he then saw a teenage girl crossing the street from him. She seemed to be reading a book while listening to something on headphones. "Should I even be surprised that a Human would be that easily-" He then noticed as a damaged garbage truck barreled down on the girl. He then rolled his eyes as he charged, carrying the girl to safety.

"Your welcome." Beauregard then unceremoniously dropped her onto the ground. He then went into a nearby restaurant and took a seat. Shortly afterward he was joined by the girl he saved.

"Is... is this seat taken?" She asked shyly. "I just... I just wanted to thank you for saving my-"

"Look, I'm having a lousy week. I just want to eat alone right now, and this place is pretty much the only eating establishment where I don't get baleful looks." Beauregard interrupted, he then looked at his visor. "And I don't even have enough money for what I'd like to get."

"I can pay for your lunch." The girl said as she sat down across from Beauregard. The android got a better look at her. She had brown skin, short black hair, and amber-colored eyes. Her clothes were a hoodie, pants, and boots.

"That isn't necessary, miss," Beauregard growled, however despite his insistence the girl paid for a bucket of ribs.

"I'm sorry I didn't properly introduce myself, I was just so caught off-guard... my name is Persephone Amar. What's yours?"

Beauregard was honestly caught off-guard. "So... you don't recognize me?"

"Should I?" Persephone asked.

Beauregard looked anxious. "I'm... Beauregard Flynn. I'm one of the PFD Technologies BEA-Droids and-" He was then caught off guard as Persephone started squeeing, for an entire minute straight.

"That. Is so! AWESOME! I was saved by a flipping BEA-Droid!" Persephone said happily.

"Yes... I'm a Biological Engineered Auto-Organism." Beauregard said in annoyance.

"I'm sorry." Persephone apologized. "I'm just such a big fan of their work! They've made such awesome technology, and have done so many good things for the world-"

"But do you know them? The actual people behind all the pomp and circumstances?" Beauregard said, fuming.

Persephone noticed that the young robot was clearly irate. "Do... do you want to talk? About you?" Beauregard then started to rant about his issues with his family, not even bothering to cover up how he sought to take over the world and rule humanity, was restored to consciousness by the Eternal King and his minions, and of his role in helping them start the War for Earth. "Wow... that's kind of crazy."

"My family in a nutshell," Beauregard said.

"I just... I can't believe that your dad would have kept you deactivated for so long." Persephone said sympathetically.

"I honestly didn't give him much of a choice. I saw how nasty and irrational Humans could be on the internet. I was irate that dad wasn't going to do anything about it. I started building a robot army. And it escalated from there... frankly I blame myself." Beauregard said somberly. "I was so focused on trying to make things better on the terms that I didn't think about the consequences."

"Yeah, the Digital Dark Ages messed up people worse than the Post-Roman Dark Ages," Persephone said.

"Yeah, I'm fairly certain those aren't comparable." Beauregard then had a thought. "So... what exactly were you doing earlier?"

"Well, I was trying to get away from the family for a little while. Nothing like what you're going through, it's just that at my home things can get... hectic. So normally I just try to walk around while enjoying a good book." Persephone said.

"And the headphones?" Beauregard asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"I like music... what you want a more complicated explanation than that?" Persephone said.

"No, just... just curious." Beauregard then ate his lunch. "You hungry?"

"Yeah, but I'm vegan-" Persephone was then surprised when Beauregard started choking on one of his ribs in surprise. She then gave the young android the Heimlich Maneuver, causing the rib in question to fly out of his mouth. "Are you okay?"

Beauregard looked surprised. "I... I wouldn't have choked to death." He said in shock by this girl's kindness. "You... are not what I expected."

"What were you expecting?" Persephone asked.

"Well... in a nutshell... indignant for saving your life for a start," Beauregard said nervously. "And that's all I feel comfortable with going into detail about."

"Fair enough, you did just summarize how bad your life is," Persephone said.

"Well not bad... I just wish that things could've been different." Beauregard said. "But what's done is done... do you want to be walked home?"

"Naw I'm good, however... there is a carnival in town." Persephone said coyly. "You don't have anything better to do. It's too soon for things to... calm down at my home."

"We just met... not even a whole day has gone by," Beauregard said, he then noticed as Persephone looked downcast.

"You know... it couldn't hurt to make a new friend." Beauregard's Cricket AI said.

"Wait... we can go," Beauregard said.


Later on, the two teenagers were on the Ferris wheel. "I'm honestly surprised that you haven't run away screaming," Beauregard said as the embarked.

"Are you kidding? That laser was awesome! And frankly, that carney had it coming." Persephone said.

"Yes, he did cheat people out of their money with rigged games," Beauregard said regretfully. "But more to the point, I accidentally destroyed the stand... and that's just how this started! When mom and dad get home they'll give me an earful about that."

"Hey... don't beat yourself up about it," Persephone said reassuringly. "Now let's just enjoy being on this-" the Ferris wheel then jerked. "-and I just remembered that I have a fear of heights."

Beauregard rolled his eyes as he took Persephone into a hug. "It's okay... I got you." He said warmly to Persephone. "Seriously though, I have flown higher than this."

When they got to the top, the Ferris wheel started shaking. "W-What was that?!" Persephone said in surprise.

"Easy there, it's probably some kind of mechanical failure," Beauregard said.

"That doesn't make me feel any better!" Persephone yelled as she clawed her fingernails into Beauragards face.

"How are these so sharp? I mean my face was torn off by a bear once but this is actually kind of impressive." Beauregard noted as the ride slowly but loudly jerked it's way down. "Persephone, could you please remove your nails from my face? I need to look into this wheel."

Persephone obeyed Beauregard's request. "Sorry... I honestly thought I could've gone up without panicking this time." She said with shame.

Beauregard then looked into the inner-mechanics of the Ferris wheel. That was when he met someone he didn't expect. "AA-001?" The mechanic was an old looking robot that looked like a walking suit of power armor, not unlike the Talos robot that Phineas and Ferb created when Beatrice went on her adventures with Stellar Imperium. Except this one had a visor and had a prominent headlamp.

"Master Beauregard-gard-gard... it's been years." The aged robot said. "Were you on?- I am sorry sir-sir-sir. I couldn't keep the ride from malfunctioning-ing-ing-ing."

Persephone caught up with Beauregard. "Bo, you know this guy?"

"I built him... we were going to take over the world together," Beauregard said wistfully. "I honestly assumed that he and the other Automaton Warriors were scrapped after that."

"Neg-neg-neg-negative. We were reprogramed and sold." AA-001 said. "Is this entity your girl-girl-girl-girlfriend?"

The two teens then started sputtering in surprise at the question. "We just met today! That's nowhere near enough time to just commit to something like that!" Beauregard said.

"Yeah, he saved my life and he's as handsome as all get out. But boyfriend?" Persephone added.

"And to be honest, I'm not even sure if I'd want one anyway." Beauregard continued. "My sister keeps going back and forth on two of her friends... it frankly seems like a huge waste of time."


That following Monday, the Flynn's returned home... and were surprised to find a new girl on their coach, sleeping and snoring loudly. "Okay," Beatrice whispered. "Nobody jump to any conclusions-"

"Good afternoon beautiful!" Beauregard said with a smile on his face as he entered the living room with a pair of homemade hamburgers with fries. "And... I thought that you'd be back tonight."

Persephone awoke with a snort. "Oh sweat glory that smells delicious." Persephone then looked at the Flynn family. "And I thought you said they'd be back-"

"Yes, I just noted that." Beauregard interrupted. "Anyway, family this is Persephone. I saved her life from a runaway auto-garbage truck on Friday. Persephone, this is my father Phineas, mother Isabella-" Persephone elbowed Beauregard in the side. "I mean, my mom and dad. Beatrice, my twin sister, and my Human siblings, Bethany and Thomas."

"She's pwetty." Thomas commented.

"You weren't kidding when you said he was a sweetheart." Persephone giggled.

"And... your friends?" Beatrice said, looking surprised about the whole situation.

"Well... maybe not initially," Beauregard said awkwardly. "I wasn't onboard at first but-"

"We're going steady now." Persephone interrupted.

"WHAT?!" Phineas and Isabella said in shock.

"Yeah... we hanged out with each other over the weekend, watched some movies, I made... food," Beauregard said.

"And last night we sealed it with a kiss," Persephone said as a faint electronic noise was coming from a slack-jawed Beatrice. "Granted it wasn't all sunshine and flowers. I introduced him to my folks."

"They were more chaotic and dysfunctional than I imagined." Beauregard shuttered at the memory. "Sometimes, I can still see that child with a trail of mucus on his finger."

"He shared his memories... as in showed me his memory files, on his visor/not-bangs thingy," Persephone said as she cringed. "You're still sure there wasn't another way to show me what happened?"

"I said I was sorry!" Beauregard said defensively. He then noticed that his twin was sparking. "Bea... are you okay?" Then Beatrice's jaw fell off.

"Ahh!" Persephone yelled in surprise. Beatrice then fell further apart until she was a pile of assorted parts.

Beauregard just rolled his eyes. "Not this again."


"-so... in a nutshell. Your jealous and surprised, that your brother managed to find a romantic partner before you?" Dr. Metro asked Beatrice. She just nodded as she sat on the couch in the fetal position. "And you believe that Persephone is playing your brother for something?"

"And I don't understand what the big deal is," Beauregard said. "I have a girlfriend, she has a crush on two guys and can't make up her mind."

"And I thought I told you not to dismiss other people's feelings just because you don't understand them." Dr. Metro said. "I'm proud that, despite your past traumas with Human contact that you've managed to make stride with this."

"Thanks... I'll be honest it was one of the better weekends alone I've had. Nobody tried to break into the house again for a start." Beauregard said.

"And you believe that Persephone is playing your brother for something?" Dr. Metro asked Beatrice.

"Y-Yessir..." Beatrice said anxiously. "I-I mean I know Persephone doesn't LOOK like the deceptive type... but I couldn't forgive myself if she did anything to hurt my brother."

"And I respect your concern... however I WANT to do more in a given day than brood over how this family has treated me," Beauregard said. "And a girlfriend?... that might not solve ALL of my problems but the idea of having a confidant like her is appealing."

"A fair point, though you can stand to work on not using such clinical terms. And your sister is technically right, love can be messy. But as Shakespeare wrote, 'tis better to have loved and lost, then to never have loved at all'. So go for it, Beauregard." Dr. Metro said reassuringly. "Which brings me back to your fears of committing to a relationship Beatrice."


Beatrice knocked on the front door, anxiously waiting for it to open. Eventually, it did. "Bea? What are you doing here?" Daniel Pakaru said.

Beatrice sighed anxiously. "Look... I'm sorry for not making a choice between you and Mathew sooner. A-And I want... I want us to be more than just friends." She then dropped down to one knee. "Daniel... would you like to go steady?"

"Beatrice Flynn... yes," Daniel said.

Tears of joy formed in Beatrice's eyes as she picked up the paraplegic boy in her arms. "I'm sorry... it's just that when I was younger I had these visions. You were in them and I was thinking they were of the future and-"

"Okay Bea, could you put me back in the chair. I still don't have legs anymore." Daniel said.

"Oh..." Bea said awkwardly, she put Daniel back into his wheelchair. "Sorry I just got excited."

"Think nothing of it, Bea," Daniel said. "How about we do something this Saturday, that okay with you?"

"Are... are you asking me out on a date?" Beatrice asked, Daniel just nodded. The gynoid then smiled brightly and leaned down to kiss Daniel. "Oh! And I just got the idea of making it a double date with Bo and Persephone!"

"That might not be a good idea," Daniel said tepidly.

"Too late, my mind is made up," Beatrice said adamantly. "See you Saturday night!" She then took off for home. Beatrice's heart felt lighter for having finally put this plot point behind her.

Chapter 43: Date Night Ex Machina

"Hey Bea, are you done in there yet?" Beauregard asked as he knocked on the bathroom door. "It's just that you've been in there all day, and our date tonight is in about fifteen minutes." He said in bewilderment. "For crying out loud we're just going for dinner and a movie. How would that warrant so much work in there?"

"Well it's my first official date, and I want it to be perfect!" Beatrice said.

"And Dr. Metro said that a 'perfect' date would be impossible," Beauregard answered. "Now... can you please come out?"

"Just... one... last... there! Now I'm ready!" Beatrice said.

"Well I'm going to get Persephone, you'll get Daniel and we'll meet up at the restaurant." Beauregard left the house and flew to pickup Persephone. Beatrice also did this to pick up her boyfriend Daniel Pakaru.

She knocked on the door, and out of the door came Daniel. "Sorry, It was kind of a hassle to get ready without... oh my." He then saw his robot girlfriend.

Beatrice was as beautiful as ever in her light blue sleeveless dress that matched her blue hair and eyes. The dress hugged her figure perfectly, yet was modest enough to leave the rest to the imagination. Her shy, yet happy smile topped off her beauty. "Is the dress too much? I spent all day designing it. I've got it saved into my data-network... but if you don't like-"

"Beatrice... you're as beautiful as ever. And the dress is gorgeous." Daniel said breathlessly.

"Thanks," Beatrice said bashfully. "Are you-are you ready?"

"Yes, although I still have doubts about doing this with Beauregard," Daniel said. "I mean, he could not have-"

"Hey, that's my family you're talking about." Beatrice admonished. "Now hang on tight." She said as she grabbed Daniel's wheelchair. She then flew with him in tow towards an Italian restaurant. "Here's the place." She said proudly at the restaurant.

"Is it any good?" Daniel asked.

"Well Veronica and Jonah frequent this place, and they've only had good things to say about it," Beatrice said, they were then joined by Beauregard and Persephone. "It's great to see you guys... why are you wearing a tuxedo Persephone?"

"Well, Bo did get me this cute dress. But I thought that something might happen on this date that would ruin it" Persephone said.

"What could possibly go wrong?" Daniel said.

"This is Danville, Dan, at least once a week something weird and/or destructive happens," Beauregard said, and as if to illustrate his point. The Baklava Boar was in the parking lot. "See, he isn't around often but-"

"Beauregard. Let's just enjoy the evening." Beatrice interrupted, the couples went inside the restaurant and were seated at their table. Eventually, a waitress came to them. "Yes, we'd like to see some menus- Veronica?" She said in surprise at her purple-haired gynoid cousin.

"I wasn't aware that you worked here," Beauregard said.

"I don't," Veronica said frankly. "Actually it's kind of a story why-"

A look of panic went across Beatrice's face like wildfire. "Veronica... is your dad, or your brother, or any of your male relatives here?"

Veronica looked apprehensive to answering her cousin's question. "...yes." Veronica relented. "In fact, there's a Murphy family reunion and we're all having dinner here tonight-" Beatrice then fell to the floor, hyperventilating in panic. "And she lasted longer than I thought."

"Okay, what is going on? What is the big deal of a family reunion?" Persephone asked.

"It's Murphy's Law, the entire family has some sort of genetic disorder that attracts negative probability ions," Beauregard explained. "Which means that the family, specifically the males, are essentially walking disaster areas. Whatever can go wrong, will more often than not go wrong. Sometimes in especially improbable ways"

"It's going to be okay Bea," Daniel said reassuringly as he dragged Beatrice into his wheelchair. "Seriously, you couldn't have given a heads up?" He said accusingly at Veronica. "You and Jonah couldn't shoot a text?"

"In our defense, nobody spoke a word about this date beyond that it would be tonight," Veronica said pensively. "As for why I'm your waiter, one of the waiters that we're serving our family got severe concussions from a falling chandelier. And one of the chefs was knocked out by a ricocheting cork. So Jonah and I are helping to make up for their work."

"B-B-Beauregard, how many-many-many-many Murphy males are here- are here- are here- are here?" Beatrice asked, her voice glitching from stress.

Beauregard donned his visor. "Begining sensor sweep... and I've got at least one-dozen Murphy's with the Murphy's Law gene."

Persephone snorted with repressed laughter. "Come on, don't tell me you two of all people believe in bad luck."

"Murphy's Law is not just 'bad luck'," Daniel said grimly. "The first time we directly encountered it, we got sucked into a freak wormhole to an alien planet. That isn't bad luck, that's the universe itself trying to-" He then remembered that his girlfriend was having a panic attack. "My point is that Murphy's Law is real and dangerous." Then a leg on Persephone's chair broke. "With any fortune, the worst that'll happen is things like that."

"I'll just get a starter for you, in the meantime... Bea, try to calm down. Statistically speaking, even if Murphy's Law doesn't ruin your evening, your anxiety will." Veronica said.

The dinner went on, Beatrice hyperventilating in panic as random pieces of furniture broke. "Easy Bea... I've got you," Daniel said reassuringly, taking her hands into his.

"Wow... she does not handle stress well," Persephone said.

"She honestly handled the war better... though her therapist was brought along," Beauregard said.

"He's your therapist as well-well-well-well," Beatrice said, eventually, the teenagers got their food. With Beatrice's meal being an entire baking dish of lasagne. After she ate it, her face was covered in cheese and sauce. "Sorry for my mess. I tend to eat like this when I'm stressed. And Murphy's Law so close to my first date... I'm sorry for-"

"Don't apologize, Bea," Daniel said. "Just... after we're done here. Maybe we should go home."

Beatrice's eyes bulged. "No! We've got a movie after this, and by Asimov, we're going to see it!"

"So how serious are the Three Laws to you guys?" Persephone asked of Beauregard.

"Well, we BEA-Droids see them more as broad guidelines than absolute rules. Whereas less advanced robots are hard-wired to obey them absolutely." Beauregard clarified.


Later on, Beatrice, Daniel, Beauregard, and Persephone were at the movies. Beatrice had noticeably calmed down since they finished dinner. "I hope you guys enjoy this movie."

"Well... personally I've never really been into superhero movies," Persephone said. "I mean the Silver Automaton is cool, and saved Earth from the Sym'ians... but come on. These things are so old hat that only parodies and animated direct to video movies are ever any good."

"A fair point," Beatrice agreed. "But I'm certain that you'll like this one." The movie began, and it was quickly established that the movie was less about the fictitious adventures of the Silver Automaton. But about the behind the scenes of how such a movie would typically go.

"Oh my goodness you were right I love this movie," Persephone said excitedly.

"And thankfully... there are no Murphy's in this theater." Beatrice noted, then the theater started to shake.

"Okay... I wasn't expecting that to happen." Beauregard said with surprise. "I mean I was under the impression that this movie didn't-"

"It's not the movie," Beatrice said ominously. "Bro," Beatrice transmitted. "I don't know what exactly is causing those tremors. But we need to look into them. Now."

"A fair point, but we need a distraction or an excuse to slip away." Beauregard transmitted.

"Yes- wait? Why would you want to... have you not told Persephone about our armor?" Beatrice asked.

"I haven't found an opportunity yet!" Beauregard said defensively. "And besides, how bad could things get that we'd need the armor?"


The mutated Tyranousaurs Rex was subdued by the armored BEA-Droids. "Beatrice... look at the time." Beauregard transmitted to his twin sister.

"We need to get back to the theater now!" Beatrice said in a panic. The two siblings hastily flew back to the movie theater where their date was interrupted by a rampaging dinosaur that had been mutated.

They hastily discarded their armor, snuck back into the theater. And returned just in time for the end of the movie.

"Persephone, I'm so sorry that I was gone for so long." Beauregard apologized.

Persephone just rolled her eyes. "Well better late than never," Daniel said understandingly, giving Beatrice an understanding kiss on the cheek.


After the movie was over, Beauregard took Persephone home. "Bo... it was a good night. But I want to know why you were gone for most of the movie." She said tensely.

Beauregard sighed in resignation. "Look... you have to understand that I didn't..." He said anxiously. "You're a really great girl, and I didn't know how to share this without-"

"Just. Tell me." Persephone said.

Beauregard took a deep breath, he then projected a hologram of the Silver Automaton armor. "Beatrice... is the Silver Automaton. My cousins are the Emerald Automaton, the Ruby Automaton, the Obsidian Automaton, and the Amythest Automaton. I'm the Black Knight." He admitted.

Persephone's face turned from a look of disappointment to genuine surprise. "Wow... I mean this does explain why the Silver Automaton and his-I mean her! Her friends were missing during the War of Earth." She noted.

"Yes... I'm sorry for not telling you sooner." Beauregard apologized.

Persephone then took her robotic boyfriend into a passionate kiss. "Are you kidding me? This is the most awesome thing that's ever happened to me!"

"More awesome than saving your life WITHOUT the armor?" Beauregard asked.

"My point is, not only am I dating an awesome robot... but an awesome robot superhero!" Persephone exclaimed. "I can't wait to write about this!" She said as she ran inside her apartment.

"Just keep it safe for work! And don't go revealing our identities!" Beauregard yelled.


Beatrice returned Daniel to his home. "So... d-did you have a good night?" The gynoid asked anxiously.

"It was one of the best," Daniel said.

"E-Even though the restaurant fell apart around us, a-and I pigged out?" Beatrice stuttered.

"Consider our experiences with Murphy's Law, I'd say you were justified in your anxiety," Daniel said.

"A-And when Bo and ducked out of the movie? Th-That wasn't an issue?" Beatrice said.

"I was disappointed that you had to go and leave me. But, it was for the greater good." Daniel said as he hugged Beatrice. "Goodnight Beatrice."

Beatrice returned the hug. "Thank you... oh, what the heck." She then gave Daniel a deep, and passionate kiss. "I love you Daniel Pakaru." She then flew off for home.

Daniel blushed. "I love you too Beatrice Flynn!"


The twin Flynn BEA-Droids returned home. "So, how was your date?" Isabella asked of her robotic children.

"It went well... despite some complications that were beyond our control," Beauregard said.

"First at the restaurant, the Murphy family was eating there for a family reunion. By the time we left. Every chair, table, and ever other wall had collapsed." Beatrice explained. "Then at the movie, a mutant T-Rex ran amok and we needed to contain it."

"Reminds me of when your father and I started dating," Isabella said wistfully.

"Mom, you didn't even start dating until you got into college." Beauregard pointed out.

"And I'm so happy that at least two of my children didn't repeat one of the biggest mistakes of my life," Isabella said with tears of joy in her eyes.

"Which ones?" Beauregard said sardonically.

Beatrice elbowed her brother in the stomach. "Anyway, it's getting late so we'll be going to bed." She then dragged her twin brother down to their basement bedroom, the twins plugged themselves into the Quantum Android Forge. "Goodnight Bo."

"Goodnight Bea." And the two robots went into sleep mode for the night.


The following morning, Beatrice and Beauregard woke up and ate breakfast. "So what's on your agenda today?" Beauregard asked his sister.

"Well, we managed to resolve my whole 'love-triangle' thing," Beatrice said. "So I think I'll help my friends."

"Which ones?" Beauregard asked. "I mean the obvious answer is 'all of them', but who would you start with?"

"Well... Jessie, Mathew, and Jessica, I think." She surmised. "Jessica's current condition is pretty much my fault," Beatrice said regretfully. "Mathew's still shaken up about the Battle of Nidavellir. And Jessie, well I think I should look into her anyway."

"Well, what were you expecting when you grafted one of your arms into her arm?" Beauregard said. "Though I do agree regarding Mathew... he seemed surprisingly sociable despite his neurological differences. And I won't lie, Jessie despite her demeanor and often confusing mannerisms... I respect her."

"Confusing how?" Beatrice asked. "Is it because she's biracial?"

"I'm only going to say that she confuses me," Beauregard said defensively. "And what about your old Young Superheroes Initiative friends?"

"They're stronger than you realize," Beatrice said proudly. "They can handle whatever problems there facing as a result of the war."

"If you say so," Beauregard said, disguising his disbelief. "And what of our cousins?"

"There seeing Dr. Metro as well, aren't they? And before you tack on Draco, he's too... young in mind to really understand what happened." Beatrice said.

"I was actually talking about Amanda," Beauregard said. "She's still not talking to you after... whatever you did to alienate her."

"I'll get her a gift basket," Beatrice said quickly. "A gift basket and a video publically apologizing for publically embarrassing her."

Beauregard just rolled his eyes at the notion. "Well... might as well actually eat then just ramble like this."

Chapter 44: Day of Madness

Beatrice Flynn marched into the labs of PFD Technologies. Specifically to a room guarded by a pair of hi-tech Talos robots. "Let me in." She said sternly to the robots.

"Negative. We have strict orders to keep this lab under guard due to the sensitive-"

"Open. The door." Beatrice said as she held out a pass card. "Now either let me in to talk to her. Or you're going to have to make a trip to the maintenance bay. Again."

The two Talos robots looked at each other. "It isn't worth being destroyed again." The second Talos said.

"You may enter." The first Talos said the two robots stepped aside, allowing Beatrice to enter the lab. She made her way past scientists going about their work. Eventually, she got to an isolated cell.

She entered this cell... and was surprised to find her friend Mathew entertaining the cell's only patient. Jennifer Amberwall, lying in bed under the sheets and hooked up to a myriad number of devices. "What the?!- Mathew? How did you get in here?"

"Oh like it's hard to sneak past those tin men," Mathew said. "Now if you'll excuse me I have a very depressed girl to entertain." He said as he got back to his sock puppet show.

Beatrice was still confused as to how Mathew got into the cell. "Regardless, Jennifer... I want to apologize-"

"For slowly turning me into a robot?" Jennifer said. "It's okay Bea... really. I know I was really upset with you when the arm started eating me on... well, you-know-where." Beatrice was baffled by this display of understanding. "You wanted to make up for breaking my prosthetic and wanted to keep it from happening again. And you didn't think that there would be any consequences to grafting your arm to mine." Jennifer explained as she raised her robotic arm. Previously her left hand had only gone up to her elbow.

However, since the Battle of Nidavellir, the nanobots that comprised that hand had gone up to her arm, assimilating the flesh into more nanobots that comprised Beatrice and the rest of the BEA-Droids.

"So... have the scientists given you any kind of diagnosis?" Beatrice asked anxiously.

"Well as long as I'm not overstimulated... I should be Human for another month or so, last I heard." Jennifer said. "Till then I'm not even allowed to move without at least four of those Talos bots guarding me... you know, it's nice that your dad takes my safety so seriously."

"And that's because it's my fault you're losing your humanity!" Beatrice yelled. "For crying out loud... I could've just asked my dad to make a new arm for you! But no, I just had to fix it myself." She ranted as she went to throw off Jennifer's sheets. "And now, thanks to that short-sighted bit of charity, your turning-" She then threw off the sheets... and was shocked by what she saw. "...your... your turning into me."

Jennifer's legs had turned into exact replicas of Beatrice's. Complete with matching socks and shoes. "Yeah... I'll be honest. It's the thing that's actually scaring us."

Beatrice stuttered in surprise for a moment. "Us?!"

Mathew just rolled his eyes. "Jennifer, I thought we were going to make the announcement AFTER you were let out!" Mathew said in annoyance. "Okay... to make a long story short. We're... sweat on each other."

Beatrice then felt something explode in her head. "I thought I had my logic processor removed after the last time it exploded. What do you mean? Are you dating?"

"Well... it's not really dating. I mean I haven't left this room since Earth was liberated." Jennifer clarified. "It's more that he comes in, shares my meals with me. Talks to me... it's more bonding than dating but. Well, we've gotten to know each other better and... well we're now better friends than before."

"Does. Not. Compute." Beatrice said in bewilderment. "Nothing about this situation computes." She then looked at Mathew. "How did you get past the guards? Why are you even bothering with helping Jennifer? For crying out loud, Jennifer you tried to give him a wet willy after you first met!"

"We were younger people then," Mathew said with a deep voice. "We were but children trying to find our way. Prideful and foolish in our ways. But the horrors of war... plus everything beforehand. Has softened our hearts. It is not required that you understand our trains of thought. Only that you know of how they end." He said melodramatically. "So yeah, we're an item. Never would have thought possible back then either. Also congrats for finally sealing the deal with Daniel."

Beatrice felt exhausted and confused. "I... is there anything I can do to keep you from turning into me?"

"If there were a way to punch it, slash it, crush it, blast it, or give it a nice warm hug. I would've asked sooner." Jennifer said.

"Jenny," Mathew said sternly. "Can't you see that Bea's in enough of a tizzy as it is?"

"I am going to look for Jessie," Beatrice said as she left the cell in a daze.


Beatrice wandered around Danville looking for Jessie. Eventually finding her at a restaurant. "Jessie? What the heck are you doing here?"

"Oh... Bea. Well, this is actually a bit of a story." Jessie said.

"Does it explain why you're in an evening gown and your hair is styled?" Beatrice said, noting the green evening dress that Jessie was wearing, and that her red hair was styled with curls.

"Well, that's related to why I'm here," Jessie said.

Then without warning, a large blue-skinned teenage BEA-Droid sat across from Jessie. "I'm sorry I took so long... that bathroom was dangerously under-maintained. So it took a while to " The unnamed blue android said.

Jessie looked awkwardly at the bewildered Beatrice. "So... Beatrice this is Krishna Tjinder, BEA-Droid Zeta. Krishna this is Bea, BEA-Droid Alpha."

Beatrice was utterly baffled by this development. "WHEN?! WHY?! WHO?! HOW?! WHAT?!" She spluttered.

"I was created a week ago. My father and mother, Baljeet and Ginger Tjinder were interested in having a BEA-Droid child. Your father lent him a QAF. I was made with genetic material from my parents... no idea what to say to fill in 'what' however." Krishna said at length.

"This... this has been a weird day for me," Beatrice said. "Mathew is going steady with Jennifer. And not only do you have a boyfriend... but he's a NEW BEA-Droid." She said in exasperation. "I'm going to go home. Feel free to leave me alone." She said as she flew off, leaving a giant hole in the ceiling.

"Is she always that temperamental?" Krishna asked.

"Some days are better than others. Personally, I think she's just upset that we aren't spending as much time together as we used to." Jessie said.


Beatrice returned home, muttering under her breath. "Rough day of cheering up friends?" Beauregard chimed.

"Scrap you, Bo," Beatrice said as she punched Beauregard in the shoulder. She marched down to the basement and picked up a book. "Take me away, literature... take me away from the madness." She said to herself as she started to read.

Then an alarm went off. "Bea... I understand that you're stressed-"

"No... I'm taking the evening off." Beatrice said in annoyance to her Cricket AI. "I just want to detox after everything I've seen today... I know my friends have their own lives but come on. At least keep me in the loop!" She grumbled as she tried to read her book.


The following morning, Beatrice called her boyfriend Daniel. "Hey, Bea... it's kind of early."

"Daniel, were you aware that Jennifer and Mathew were dating? And that Jessie got a new boyfriend... and said boyfriend was a new BEA-Droid that I was unaware of?" Beatrice said. "I'm sorry for calling you about something so petty but... look I just wanted to make sure my friends were okay, but then it turned out they were but in ways that frankly drove me up the wall by the sheer-"

"Bea... it's good that you want to help everyone." Daniel said calmly. "But... well everyone's got their own lives. I understand that your frustrated that nobody told you these things beforehand... seriously, even I didn't know that Jessie is now dating a robot and I'm one of her oldest friends. You'd think she'd tell me first at least."

"And Jennifer... she's not only turning into a robot... she's turning into a copy of ME!" Beatrice said.

"Okay, I'm not going to lie... that's a little creepy," Daniel said.

"And it's my fault... and I can't understand why she's being so calm about it!" Beatrice wailed.

"Yeah, Jennifer always was odd. Even before we knew that she had a prosthetic. But I'm sure your dad can figure something out to help her." Daniel said.

"I just want to protect the people I care about." Beatrice lamented. "And... what happened to you guys at Nidavellir-"

"Bea... honey. You're an amazing girl, and you've got the biggest heart of anyone I know." Daniel said reassuringly. "But even you can't save everyone. Nor should you be stressing about what your unable to do."

"I know... but I've been at this for so long that helping people is burned into the very core of my being," Beatrice said anxiously. "It's not something I can just turn off... well I used to. But thanks to a certain twin brother I can't just turn off my emotions anymore."

"You might need to go to Dr. Metro's again," Daniel said.

"I probably do... but I need to do something first," Beatrice said.


Amanda Johnson opened the front door. "Bea? What are you doing-" Beatrice then hugged the young half-vampire.

"Amanda, I'm so sorry that I outed you as a blood-sucking creature," Beatrice said regretfully. "I was upset that you sold details of my personal life. I wasn't thinking..."

"Well... I'm sorry for not talking to you during the War for Earth. Or pulling my weight... or even apologizing on my own about that whole thing." Amanda said apologetically. "And... well all my friends ditched me just because I'm part vampire. But you were right, if my friends couldn't handle all of the weird things in our family then... well they weren't really my friends." She said as she hugged her robot cousin. "Bea... your one of my oldest friends. And I've done nothing but ignore you since High School started-"

This conversation went on like this with the two girls for at least an hour. With the cousins exchanging apologies while sobbing uncontrollably.

"I'm glad that you two have finally reconciled. But Bea... don't you have somewhere to be?" Candace asked.

"Fair enough," Beatrice said as she wiped some tears from her eyes. She then flew off for her next destination.

Chapter 45: Back to School

Mrs. Kwalski was getting ready for the first day of school since the War for Earth. School had largely been canceled since the end of the war. What with summer vacation pretty much canceled by the massive alien invasion.

She was not looking forward to what she assumed were teenagers, specifically ones that we're going to complain endlessly about the upcoming school year and have issues that the previous autumn off didn't help them overcome.

The first bell rang, and to her surprise. Her students actually looked happy as they milled into her classroom. "Well... good morning everyone?" Mrs. Kwalski said, understandably confused.

Then one of her favorite students, Beatrice Flynn came up to her with an apple in hand. "Good morning Mrs. Kwalski." The robotic teenager placed the apple on Mrs. Kwalski's desk.

"Bea, why is everyone so... not mopey?" Mrs. Kwalski asked.

"I might have invited the class to a New Year's Eve party... and it might have been almost identical to the kind that my dad throws every year," Beatrice said cutely.

"Oh yeah, the one where the party is inside of a giant New Years' Eve ball... it's a pity that the alien invaders literally whipped New York City off the map during the invasion. Tearing down every building, filling in every hole in the ground they could find, " Mrs. Kwalski lamented. "I'm just glad to get back to steady work instead of doing every menial job in Danville after the war."

"Yeah... it was more than a little weird seeing you at Slushy Dawg," Beatrice said.

Mrs. Kwalski then noticed her newest students. One in particular caught her eye. "Uh... Beatrice, are you aware that-"

"Yes, that's my... twin brother Beauregard," Beatrice said quietly. "Look it's a long story about him. But I promise I'll tell you later."

"What?" Mrs. Kwalski asked. "Oh, I was actually talking about the girl with him."

"That's Persephone," Beatrice said. "Her family moved to Danville after the war... and she and Bo have been dating since at least October... and did so before Daniel and I went steady."

"Well, it's about time kiddo. I could tell that you had a crush on Daniel and Mathew for months." Mrs. Kwalski said.

"Excuse me?" Beatrice asked.

"Well... there's a betting pool going on in the teacher's lounge." Mrs. Kwalski explained. "Mainly things like students getting together."

Beatrice just looked bewildered by this explanation. "Of course there is."


"-Thankfully we had enough paper towels to clean up the mess." Persephone was telling everyone what she had done over the weekend over lunch. Everyone present, namely Beatrice and Daniel were disgusted with the story.

"I'm still trying to wrap my head around how a baby could hold that much vomit," Beauregard said. "I mean I was there, I scanned little Marco. There's no way he could eat that much in the first place."

"I think the takeaway should be that one should never feed a baby that much chocolate," Daniel said.

"I can attest to that... Bethany was quite the handful as a baby." Beatrice said in disgust. "Seriously, what were you two thinking giving sweats to a baby?"

"Honestly, we spent an entire day listening to that little meatbags-" Persephone elbowed Beurergard in the chest. "-the little guys shrieking that our judgment was clouded."

Beatrice stood up, followed by Daniel backing out in his wheelchair. "Nothing personal, but I lost my appetite from that long, meandering story," Daniel said as he and Beatrice left the table with their food behind.

"Someone was disgusted by that story, what were the chances?" Beauregard said.

"Yeah... you were right. Probably wouldn't have helped if I didn't go into detail about the following diaper change." Persephone then gave Beauregard a ten-dollar bill. "I'm just happy that you didn't say 'I told you so'."

"I'm still obligated and permitted to say it if the mood strikes me," Beauregard said with a playful smile on his face.

"Oh, Bo, you weirdo," Persephone said as she gave Beurergard a light peck on the cheek.

"Just be glad you didn't bet against Mathew, seriously no matter what bets you make with him. He somehow wins." Beauregard said. "Seriously, I've lost at least two-hundred and fifty bucks to him. Never make a bet with that guy ever."


At the end of the day, Beatrice and Daniel met up with Beauregard and Persephone. "You know, I forgot how exhausting school could be," Beatrice said as she stretched her limbs.

"So why do you guys come to school anyway?" Persephone asked.

"That was all Beatrice," Daniel spoke up. "For ten years she tried to get into-"

"You wanted to hang out with a bunch of teenagers?!" Persephone said in surprise.

"I've spent pretty much my whole life wanting to be Human, and live a relatively normal life," Beatrice said blankly.

"Wait... you mean to tell me you've been a teenager for ten years?" Persephone said in surprise.

"Yes, a design flaw that father only recently phased out after the War for Earth," Beauregard said. "And even that took a lot of poking and prodding, just to get him to consider letting us, age properly."

"You know, the more I learn about your dad... the less awesome he seems," Persephone said.

"Phineas Flynn is a great man," Beauregard said defensively. "But... at the end of the day he is just a man."

"Yeah," Beatrice agreed. "He isn't perfect, but he's done great things for everyone."

"I'm sorry, it's just that saying that out loud sounds incredibly obvious," Persephone said.

"We had a lot on our plate during that decade," Beatrice said. "Not the least of which being the Unification War and the aftermath... but I'm getting ahead of myself. The point is I didn't even think to ask about aging until around when I started coming to this school."


"So how was your first day back at school?" Isabella asked as her robot offspring returned home.

"It was pretty calm actually, nobody was hurt, nothing weird happened during science class. The only noteworthy thing was Persephone telling a gross story." Beatrice said.

"And your first day Bo?" Isabella asked.

"It went better than expected, I honestly thought that my senses were going to be under constant assault, and being badgered by the students," Beauregard said.

"And you complained all weekend about school being terrible," Isabella said.

"No, I was complaining about helping Persephone babysitting her youngest brother," Beauregard said. "I did voice my complaints and concerns about attending High School... but that was nothing compared to-"

"Lalalala! I don't want to hear about it again!" Beatrice said as she plugged her ears and ran downstairs.

Chapter 46: The Beatrice Flynn Valentine's Special

It was a beautiful day in Danville, and Valentine's Day was just a few days away.

In the basement of the Flynn home, Beatrice and Beauregard, the twin BEA-Droids were planning for the big day. "Okay, so that's Jessie and Krishna. Jonah and Veronica. Mathew and Jennifer... assuming she's still partially Human." Beatrice said as they looked over a holographic projection of a list.

"Actually, she's Human again," Beauregard said.

"What-... oh the Molecular Separator. How silly of me to forget about that." Beatrice said.

"What's a Molecular Separator?" Beauregard said, he then pulled out a device from behind his back. "I just made this, the Seperatortron 2100. To separate Jennifer's robot and human halves when she did turn into a BEA-Droid clone of you."

Beatrice was floored by this explanation. "When... when did this happen?"

"Shortly after your visit to her at the PFD Technologies lab," Beauregard said. "So, with Norman doing the actual production while I walked him through what exactly I wanted it to do. We both made this over the course of about a week."

"Was there a reason I wasn't told about this?" Beatrice asked incredulously.

"What? I can have a life outside of you. I think the more pressing question is why Mathew or Jennifer didn't tell YOU about it." Beauregard said.

Beatrice just groaned and rolled her eyes. "Right... so. I've got, in addition to them for the party tonight. There are Felicia and William. I'm not sure about Duncan or Meanqy-"

"And I just got a text from him, correcting you personally," Beauregard said.

"How does he keep doing that?!" Beatrice said in surprise. "Seriously, every time I even thought about him since he and the others got stranded in that time vortex on the Vow of Vengeance. I could swear that hear corrected me with another indignant 'Sir Meanqy'!"

"Well does he have a date?" Beauregard asked.

"Not that I'm aware of," Beatrice said. "All I know about him is that he's from another dimension, or just another planet. I'll be honest he hasn't been fully clear on that. Anyway, Amanda has a crush on Billy Clark Jr but as usual, she's too shy to act on it. So we're going to have to invite them separately."

"What about Jessica? Does she have anyone she's interested in?" Beauregard asked.

"I don't think she's actively pursuing a relationship. And if she does have a crush on anyone at school... well we would've learned about it before now." Beatrice said. "It'd probably be insensitive to invite her without a date anyway."

"Norman's got his eye on that exchange student from Mars," Beauregard said.

"Right... the girl with the koala hands." Beatrice cringed. "They got their invite... and then there's little Bethany."

"Your kidding right?" Beauregard said in disbelief.

"No... I am serious about inviting our baby sister to this party." Beatrice said. "After everything that's happened, and considering she's actually been behaving herself since we returned to Earth. Which brings me to a certain speaking engagement that we both agreed to..."


Beauregard was sitting in a corner in his Black Knight armor as Beatrice answered questions for Bethany's class. "I cannot believe she's doing this. I cannot believe she talked me into coming here." Beauregard grumbled to himself, his suit muted so that nobody could hear him. "I swear if this suit didn't have games programmed on it I'd go mad from boredom." He then started playing video games on the suits HUD.

"IT'S MOZA OKAY?" Bethany shouted, startling Beatrice and Beauregard. "I LIKE MOZA OKAY!" She yelled as Beurergard fell backward off of his stool, and crashed through a wall.

"I am definitely getting answers for this one," Bo muttered to himself as his Human sister kept screaming at Beatrice.

Eventually, after class, Beatrice, Beauregard, and Bethany met up. "Okay... who is Moza? And why are you so embarrassed that you like him?"

"And did you really have to spend the rest of the class screaming at Bea for asking an uncomfortable question?" Beauregard asked.

"I'm sorry," Bethany said earnestly. "It's just... Moza is kind of the school oddball."

Then without warning, a boy with green skin was thrown into the school through a window. "YOU DARE? YOU DARE TO REVERSE DEFENISTRATE THE MIGHTY MOZA THE CONQUEROR!?"

"Case and point," Bethany said sardonically.

"But first! I must address my arch-nemesis, the girl creature known as Bethany Flynn." Moza then went to Bethany. "YOU... and strange lanky minions. Have some nerve to darken the doorstep of I! Moza the Human worm baby!"

"Nice to see you to Moza," Bethany said sardonically.

"Does this kid seem... weird to you Beatrice?" Beauregard transmitted to Beatrice.

"Really? Was it the green skin that tipped you off? Or that he's ranting without taking a breath, and that he's rattling off gibberish?" Beatrice responded. "Should probably scan this little troglodyte."

The twin androids donned their visors and scanned Moza. "Well... that's concerning" Beurergard noted as Moza, rather than have the normal assortment of Human organs, had some sort of massive super organ that covered his entire torso. Not the mention that his high-tech looking backpack was fused to his nervous system.

"Our sister has a crush on an alien cyborg that's here to take over the world?!" Beatrice then sucker-punched Moza through an unbroken window. "Beth... I don't want to freak you out. But we're pretty sure that he's an alien cyborg that's here to take over the world."

"Well duh," Bethany said dismissively. "He's got green skin, and I've seen him without his 'disguise' on." She said making air quotes. "Not to mention his ranting, and... well there's that." She said, pointing to a robot monster that was menacing Moza.

"What is that?!" Beauregard said in surprise.

"No idea, but it's more than likely something that Moza got from his people to conquer Earth. Either it's defective or it got fed up with him. The point is by the end of the day, it's going to be gone." Bethany said dismissively.

"And you... LIKE HIM?!" Beatrice said indignantly.

"Yeah, he's kind of funny. And his attempts to take over the world or study humanity pretty much always ends with him getting his butt kicked." Bethany said. "So he's... relatively harmless."

"This seems like something we would've known about before now," Beatrice said. "Seriously, this is something we should have known about this before today!"

"So... this might be the worst idea ever. But Bethany, Beatrice wants to invite you and a plus one to our Valentine's party." Beauregard said.


On Valentines Day. Beatrice and her friends were at the Flynn house. "I'll be honest, I was expecting this to be more fun," Bethany said, unimpressed with the fairly low key party.

"I agree, and those words in this context taste terrible," Moza said with disgust. "Still, after the week I've had. It is relaxing... sort of... I think."

"I suppose so. I just wish there were more fun things to do." Bethany said. Then an insidious smile grew across Moza's face. "Don't even think about it green bean."

"I AM NOT A BEAN!" Moza shouted. "And I have no idea what you're talking about."

"So your not thinking about scanning Bea and Bo's friends?" Bethany said.

"NONSENSE! I merely wish to scan the tall ones and analyze them." Moza said.

Bethany just rolled her eyes. "That's the whole reason you even agreed to come isn't it?"

"SILENCE! I must scan!" Moza then went about the party with a scanning device. Generally weirding out the party-goers as he scanned them, and loudly commentated on what his scans revealed. Then he got to Persephone, "Well... that is peculiar."

"And you'd know?" Persephone said sarcastically.

"I... need to see someone about these readings," Moza said as he bolted out of the house.

"Is the party that boring?" Beatrice asked of Bethany.

"Kind of... I was honestly hoping for games at this ting. And Moza... well I'm honestly surprised he stayed for so long." Bethany admitted.

Beatrice just sighed. "I'm sorry you're not enjoying yourself... I just wanted to have something special with my friends. And I wanted you to be part of it." She lamented.

"Oh my goodness, you are such a softy!" Bethany said, hugging her robot sister. "Probably why your such a great sister."

"Hmm. Sounds about right." Beatrice agreed.


"And that is why my Widest. I have sent these... disturbing readings for analysis. At a glance... there is a Void Fae soul controlling the Human called 'Purse-Seph-On-Ee'." Moza said to two aliens that were, as he said. Wide.

"But the Void Fae were exterminated eons ago by the Spaa-Chronous!" A Widest wearing green said.

"Do you even know how long an eon is?" A Widest wearing yellow said.

"Sir's, I believe that MY discovery should take priority. If this truly is a Void Fae... then the conquest of the Earth will be the least of our troubles!" Moza said dramatically.

"What's an 'E-Arth?'" The Yellow Widest asked.

"It's... it's the planet I was assigned to conquer. You personally gave me the assignment my Widest!" Moza raved.

"And is it ready for invasion?" The Green Widest asked.

"No," Mozan said. "Despite my best efforts, the Earth fools are still in no shape to be successfully invaded by the Nekrian-"

"Then get back to work!" Both of the Widest yelled, then hung up.

Chapter 47: Queen of the Void Fae.

Beatrice awoke in the basement and was surprised. Not only that she was lying on the floor instead of standing up in her charging bay. But her bedroom looked like it hadn't been cleaned in years... and her twin brother Beurergard was missing.

"Oh... this can't be good." Beatrice then accessed her visor's HUD. She was shocked to see that, not only was Cricket was gone. But the date. "21... it's the twenty-second century!?" She said in surprise and shock. She ran out of the basement, and she was horrified by what she saw before her.

"No..." She looked around her to see the seemingly endless desert around her, and the ruins of Danville. "How... how could this have happened?" She said sorrowfully as she fell to her knees, and began crying softly.

"So... you were here the whole time." Said a voice. "I'll be honest... I should have suspected that you were in what little remains of your home. But we both know the kind of ding-dong I am." Beatrice looked and saw Moza, the alien invader.

Beatrice's temperament quickly turned from confused grief to white-hot rage. "YOU!" She roared in anger, then turning into her wolf form chased after the green alien.

"Wait!" Moza pleaded as he barely kept ahead of the enraged robot werewolf. "I didn't do any of this! I'm at least as much a victim of this genocide as you are!... in that we're both alive to survive it!" Moza ran, Beatrice was nipping at his heels both literally and figuratively.

This chase went on for days. With Beatrice nearly catching Moza multiple times before being shaken off again by some sort of contrivance. Eventually, Moza ran into the Errant Traveler's Tacho'noma, with Beatrice close behind.

"What the heck!?" The Errant Traveler said in surprise as a little green man and a robotic wolf charged into her time machine.

"Calm her down you eccentric of legend! I need to explain why the desolate wasteland outside isn't my fault! Also, I haven't had anything to consume for days other than sand!" Moza shouted as he and Beatrice ran in circles around the Tacho'noma's bridge.

The Errant Traveler just looked confused, and then knocked Beatrice out with her staff. "Okay kid, get me up to speed on what's going on."


Eventually, Beatrice awoke with the Errant Traveler looking over her. "Sorry to have done that. But this whole thing is too big for you to just go off half-cocked Bea."

Beatrice felt exhausted. "To... to keep the Earth from coming to an end. Right."

"Yes, but here's the thing. See... your brother's girlfriend caused all of that." The Errant Traveler explained.

"Persphone?!... I mean something about her rubbed me the wrong way, but the worst I expected for her to break up with Bo and break his heart!" Beatrice said in surprise.

"From what Moza told me, she was possessed by a Void Fae." The Errant Traveler explained.

"And that is?" Beatrice asked.

"An ancient and powerful alien race that ruled the universe before my people came to power. We thought they had been exterminated... but it seems that they've gone underground in order to hide from us." The Errant Traveler explained.

"And how could this annoying little bean have known about this before you of all people?" Beatrice asked.

"I AM NOT A BEAN!" Moza shouted. "Also, I ran a scan on this Human female at that Valentine's party, and it came up positive on being her being a host for a Void Fae."

"And you just happen to have a scanner setting for an obscure and largely extinct species like that?" Beatrice asked.

"Yep," Moza said.

"The point is, Persephone is possessed by a Void Fae. No idea for how long, it could've been anywhere to shortly after you met, to when she was born. But the point is that Persephone is as much as a victim of this whole affair as anyone." The Errant Traveler said. "So, I'm going to drop you off a week before you were taken offline."


In the present day. Beatrice, Daniel, Beauregard, and Persephone were on a double date. "Uh... today was just brutal!" Persephone moaned.

"Yeah, that test was just draining," Daniel said.

"I'll agree the topic was a bit... out there," Beatrice said. "But a test never killed anyone... in this country... directly."

"And before a certain girl starts whining about it," Beauregard said, looking at his girlfriend. "Mrs. Kwalski would've known if I helped you, and then we'd BOTH get an earful from her about cheating and the importance of learning."

"Fair enough." Persephone conceded. "And after straining my brain over trying to understand Finnegans Wake... and then realizing the whole point of the test was that it was almost impossible to make sense of the book."

Then the Errant Traveler's Tacho'noma materialized next to their table. "What does she want now?" Beatrice asked as the Errant Traveler exited her Tacho'noma. "Unless you're offering a Mediterrane cruise during the Bronze Age, I for one am not interested."

"A neat idea, but that's not why I'm here. See I was in the future, and I learned that all human life on Earth has been destroyed." The Errant Traveler said.

The mood at the table turned from exhaustion, to grim. "How?" Persephone asked.

"Well, it's funny that you ask, honey." The Errant Traveler said to Persephone. Then without warning, the Beatrice from that future burst out of the Tacho'noma in her wolf form.

"I will do everything in my power to protect my homeworld! And if that means I must break my brother's heart... then so be it." The future Beatrice growled in her combat mode, her eyes glowing red.

"NO!" The Future Moza yelled as he used a plasma leash to keep the future Beatrice. "BAD WEREWOLF ROBOT! VERY BAD!"

"Believe it or not, this isn't the first time I came here and someone tried to kill me," Persephone said, who for whatever reason was not as shocked by this situation as her boyfriend, his sister, and her boyfriend were.

"Then why did you suggest this place!?" Beauregard shouted.

"Hey they make great gyro's here... but I agree we need to run!" Persephone said, they all then ran out of the restaurant.

"Okay, I've had run-ins with future versions of myself!" Beatrice said in surprise. "But this is the first time any of them ever tried to kill anyone! And why you of all people? Your harmless." She said to Persephone.

"Hey, I'm just as confused as you are about this!" Persephone said.


Eventually, the teens returned to the Flynn household. "You've got to be kidding me," Persephone said in disbelief as the future Beatrice was sitting in the living room in her wolf form.

"That I got here before you? Or that I figured that you'd come here first? No matter, I won't abide my future to be destroyed by a monster!" The future Beatrice growled. "I've taken into account that you wouldn't believe me on my word alone. So I'm going to upload all relevant data into your data networks."

The twin siblings fell to their knees, as they were overwhelmed by the data being inputted by the Future Beatrice. "What are you doing to them?!" Daniel said with concern.

"I am performing a forced data upload. Normally it would take some time for a manual upload, but I will not squander even a moment if it means preventing a future catastrophe upon the universe." The future Beatrice said.

While Daniel was concerned for his girlfriend as she looked to be in pain from the forced data upload. Persephone's face went from a look of terror to one of imperious annoyance. "I see... then I will have to play my hand earlier than I desired." She held out her hand, and out of it came cracking arcane energies.

"I... no... this can't be possible," Beauregard said in disbelief.

"It is true, the data is correct. Persephone is-" The Future Beatrice was blasted by an arcane blast. "IS!... IS A VOID FAE!" She roared as the arcane magic slowly ate her alive.

There was a sinister look on 'Persephones' face. "Aye, that I am, little wolf... sort of. I have inhabited this vessel for years, I have lived alongside Persephone since she was a babe in swaddling clothes. My name is Titania, I am the High Queen of the Void Fae." She said with a distinct Irish accent.

"Wait..." Beauregard said as he got to his feet. "Do you have a husband?"

"Aye, but I haven't seen my Oberon in centuries. So many years outside of my love's embrace... no matter though. I've found what I've needed." Titania gloated.

"YOU. WILL. NOT. DESTROY. HUMANITY." Future Beatrice growled in pain as she slowly disintegrated.

"And if I could restore my people, and avenge ourselves upon the Usurpers. Believe me, I would spare the Earth Folk of their impending doom." Titania said. "As for why this world has even caught my attention... understand only that I saw potential in the race of Men long ago. And I am happy to say that at long last that potential has blossomed."

"What does that even mean?!" The present Beatrice demanded.

"Oh don't play dumb. We all know of your father, and step-uncles skill in the ways of technology and craft. They, among others, have created wondrous miracles that even the vile Spaa-Chronous at their apex would have considered impossible." Titania said. "And now... now I shall take their knowledge, their experiences, everything I can take from them. And share them with my kinsmen, so that we might finally take back our rightful place in the universe!... and I only just realized that I've been monologuing to children in a suburban home." She realized. "And I had a proper speech prepared and everything to..."

"Yes... and you're not going to get away with anything Titania." The present Beatrice said as she changed her arms into a sword and plasma caster respectively.

"Well, squandering an appropriate time to explain my master plan for the first time aside. I'm going now... and I'm not so stupid as to say where or what I'll be doing." Titania then flew off.

"Please... please listen." Future Beatrice pleaded. "I don't know how much time I have left... but you need to know-"

"That my dad is hosting a big meeting next week for PFD Technologies, and that's probably when Titania is readying to strike and... do whatever exactly she's planning to do with him and the other scientists, and engineers, and everyone else that works there!" Present Beatrice said as her future self was disintegrating. "Yeah, dad's been stressing about it for the last three months! Titania won't get away with this!"

"Thank you... please... save the future." The future Beatrice finally disintegrated into ashes.

"You doing okay Bo?" Beatrice asked of her brother.

"I just learned that my girlfriend might not be who I thought she was. And is planning on destroying Humanity... so yeah, I'm okay." Beurergard said sullenly.

"Buddy, I'm sorry that this happened. But it's going to be for nothing if we don't try to stop Titania." Daniel said to the despondent android.

"Don't you get it? Titania used me... I gave her pretty much everything she would need to get inside of PFD Technologies, take whatever she could need. How... how could I have been so stupid?" Beauregard lamented.


One week later, Phineas, Ferb, and Heinz Doofenshmirtz were standing on a stage. "So, how's everybody doing today?" Phineas said to the assembled people.

"We are doing quite well Mr. Flynn, thank you for asking." Everyone in the crowd said in unison.

"And your certain they were never implanted with those Hive-Mindinator chips?" Heinz whispered to his son-in-law.

"For the last time, no," Ferb grumbled.

"So your probably all wondering what I called this meeting for," Phineas said. "Well, I've got an announcement. You all know my pride and joy, my daughter Beatrice." He said, a hologram of Beatrice then appeared on the stage. "Yeah... little Bea's enchanted the world for over ten years. Both with her advanced state-of-the-art robotic technology, inspiring many of you to become robotics engineers in your own rights. And for her personality, which has inspired my family, and everyone around her with her kindness, her compassion, and the brownies she makes for our annual Christmas parties." He said with pride as the hologram showed a slideshow of Beatrice, including one picture of a butterfly perched on the young gynoid's head.

"So are we finally going to explain more about that one?" Heinz asked of Ferb.

"No, we are not going to go into detail about how that escalated into Beatrice being chased by a horde of enamored woodland creatures, and a Tyrannosaurs." Ferb admonished.

"I still feel like people would take that. I mean Danville does have random outbreaks of mutant Dinosaurs running amok." Heinz pointed out.

"And over the years, the BEA-Droid line has been expanded. First with Beurergard... who went insane and tried to take over the world." Phineas said. "It was ten years before I used the Quantum Android Forge for more than just analyzing Beatrice. When some close friends of mine asked for BEA-Droid teenagers of their own." Phineas went on as holographic images of the other BEA-Droids appeared. "Then my brother, Ferb. Then my sister, Candace. And shortly after Bearergard was freed, he went on to make his own BEA-Droid. After the war, I got to thinking. So many people lost friends and loved ones from the war... it's about time I gave back."

"Remind me again, what is he, 'giving back'? I know I'm being a pest but you know I was glued to my phone through that whole meeting." Heinz said, Ferb just rolled his eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen! I'm announcing the BEA-Droid Distribution Initiative!" Phineas said proudly as a hologram appeared behind him that read 'B-DDI' "I've had Quantum Android Forges, the devices that are vital to the creation of BEA-Droids. Mass-produced for this project. It's actually quite simple, one Automated QAF will be sent to an area. Almost anyone can send in their DNA for use in the creation of a BEA-Droid."

"WHAT?!" Heinz yelled in surprise. "This... this is a bad idea, might even be the worst he ever came up with- Ferb! Did-"

"Yes, I was paying attention in the meeting when he announced it. And we argued... loudly, for hours, on how this entire thing could backfire on the company and humanity as a whole. But the board ignored the points I proposed, and went along with Phineas's idea." Ferb said.

Unknown to any of them, Titania was in the audience, listening intently to Phineas. "At long last... now to find one of these Automated Quantum Android Forges." She said to herself.

"Who wants to give one a try?" Phineas offered, gesturing to one of the AQAF's.

"Oh, Mr. Flynn... you're digging your own grave," Titania said to herself. "I'd like a go!" She said as she raised her hand. Of course, she was drowned out by the rest of the crowd eagerly begging for their chance to make a bio-synthetic robot. "This is going to take longer than I thought... of course."

However, before anything could happen regarding the AQAF. Draco and the merged form of Terra Aegis burst into the auditorium. "Titania! You shall not threaten mankind!" Terra Aegis bellowed.

Titania looked annoyed. "Should I even be surprised by this?" She muttered to herself, she then conjured for herself a set of purple robes, an ornate headdress, glowing purple wode tattoos all over her body, and a staff. "As I have said before! I will not abide my people to continue existing in limbo, not when a way to restore them is within reach!" She said as she levitated to meet Terra Aegis in the eyes.

"And to not protect Humanity would be in direct violation of the Three Laws. We cannot allow this." Terra Aegis bellowed.

"Well... there goes the record." Phineas said as he checked an app on his phone, and looked at a counter that read, 'Days without a PFD Technologies meeting being invaded by hostile parties'. And reset it.

"We not let you use Grandpapa's machines to kill Humans! Me Draco eat step-mommy!" Draco snarled.

"Only if you wish to kill Persephone in the- wait, have we even met before now?" Titania was caught off guard. "Look, I'm using these AQAF's to make new bodies for me people to inhabit, rend this world in fire, and finally take our revenge on the Spaa-Chronous! And no children, whether they be of flesh or iron will stop me!"

The fight began in earnest, Titania raised up a horde of spectral minions, and clashed with Draco and Terra Aegis. "So... you need any help? Ferb and I can-"

"Affirmative! Provide assistance! Activate robotic security! Don your suits! Do whatever it takes to subdue Titania!" Terra Aegis bellowed.

"Well that we can do at least," Ferb noted, he then pressed a number of buttons on his phone, causing Talos robots to start pouring into the auditorium, followed by him and his step-brother donning their Beak suits.

The fight was intense as Titania shot off magic spells at her robotic assailants, and the ghostly Void Fae assailed Draco and Terra Aegis. But the robots stood firm, despite their attacks only having real effects on Titania herself.

Then Terra Aegis's sword turned into Beauregard. "BEA-Droid Beauregard. Why have you disconnected from the network?" Terra Aegis demanded.

"Because I'm not going to risk Persephone dying!" Beauregard ran towards the felled Titania. He then pulled out a ray-gun-like device with a noticeable screen facing away from the barrel. "Tell me something Titania... was there ever a Persephone? Or was it only ever you?" He demanded.

"Oh believe me... Persephone Amar is every bit as real as you and I are." Titania said, reeling from her wounds. "Up until recently, when we met you. I was merely a voice in the back of Persephone's mind."

"Is she still in there?" Beauregard demanded.

"Oh, she's in here... shrieking and wailing a storm about this whole ordeal. Shouting on and on about how I was her friend and crying- honestly, it's been more than a little difficult to hear with all of her noise." Titania said flippantly.

"Then you just made this a whole lot easier for me," Beauregard said as he fiddled with the touchscreen. "Parameters have been set and ready to execute."

"BEA-Droid Beauregard! Explain this!" Terra Aegis bellowed.

"WAIT! You'll kill us both you fool!" Titania shouted.

"No... you won't." Beauregard then fired his ray gun at Titania. However, instead of Titania disintegrating like everyone expected. Titania split into two beings.

One was the robed form that Titania had modified for battle...

"Persephone... it's going to be alright, I've got you." Beauregard said gently to the other figure. Picking up Persephone in his arms.

"Well... it stops the noise at least," Titania said as she wearily stood up. "Now, taste arcana!" She said as she tried to cast some kind of spell at Beurergard and Persephone... tried being the operative word.

"See, a neat feature of my Seperatortron 2100," Beauregard said with a cocky smile on his face. "I can select what gets separated from a person or object. For example... putting an alien queen into one body, while putting her magical powers into another."

"YOU. DIDN'T!" Titania roared indignantly. "You... you dare to cut me off from my magic?!"

"You do not possess a moral high ground in this situation. You were planing on exterminating Humanity with a robot army." Terra Aegis said, it then disassembled into its component robots.

"And if you've been paying any attention you'd recall that I am very, VERY, protective of my family," Beatrice said with an angry look on her face. "And without your powers, you're as defenseless as any run-of-the-mill Human. In short Titania... you're finished."

Then Beatrice and the other BEA-Droids armed their weapons. "Hold it!" Phineas said as he and Ferb flew over in their Beak suits. "Don't harm Titania!"

"Me Draco couldn't have heard that right," Draco said in disbelief.

"Look, it's like you said. Titania is harmless without her magic, and I'm going to assume that you can't just separate that magic further from Persephone right?" Phineas asked.

"I don't think so... not unless we want to risk dealing with another crisis on such short notice," Beauregard said.

"Then we need to keep them both under observation... maybe figure out something to help Persephone," Ferb noted.


In a PFD Technologies holding cell, Persphone woke up with a start. "Hey, you. You're finally awake." Beatrice said, sitting at Persphone's bedside. "You've been slipping in and out of consciousness for the last week."

"This is a PFD Tech holding cell..." Persephone said, examining her surroundings. "Why am I in here?"

"You remember how you were separated from Titania?" Beatrice asked. Persephone just nodded. "Well, when Bo split the both of you up. He... basically dumped her magic into you."

Persephone looked at her hands with trepidation. "Does... does that mean I can use magic?"

"Potentially... look if you're wondering why I'm here and not Bo. He's been a bit... on edge after everything. We all are frankly. And he didn't want to uh... 'agitate' was his choice of words." Beatrice said.

"That certainly sounds like Bo," Persephone said. "Where is he?"


Eventually, Persephone went down into the basement of the Flynn household. "Persephone... I know that I should have been more responsible with my invention. I just wanted to be done with Titania... get you back." Beauregard's eyes were red with tears.

"Bo, have you been crying for the last week?" Persephone asked with concern.

"Yes... I just couldn't predict what your reaction would be-"

"Beurergard Talos Flynn... I don't resent you for giving me magic powers." Persephone said. "I mean... I'm a little freaked out about that. But I'm glad at least that Titania isn't making me hurt my loved ones anymore. And remember, this whole adventure started when a version of Beatrice from the future where Titania got away with destroying Humanity tried to maul me! So anything has to be better than that." She then looked directly into Beurergard's bloodshot eyes. "Look... we'll figure something out Bo."

"WAIT!" Shouted a robot that stumbled into the basement.

"WHAT IS IT YOU GLORIFIED DIFIBULATOR?!" Beauregard roared, his eyes now literally glowing.

"Bo! Don't yell at the poor thing." Persephone admonished. "But seriously, why are you here? In the sense of 'why did you come here?'"

"Well... here are the tests that we ran on you." The robot said, displaying a holographic display.

"Yeah, I don't speak technobabble," Persephone said as she squinted.

"It isn't that hard to understand. Basically... it means that you can use magic, but at present, it's extremely limited." Beauregard said.

"Of course it would. I get magic, but I can't summon dragons or cast magic missiles on the first day." Persephone said.

"Also, if you don't regularly use it, the reserved magic will eventually build up and cause you to... explode with an estimated yield of-" Beauregard then shot directly into the robot's face. "I'm-I'm just going to stop talking now."


"W-W-Well... at least three months. W-W-We haven't quantified it yet. And we- that is the Analytics Department have figured that Titania herself carried the magic and she had millennia of training and experience to make this moot." The robot stammered. "Please, I was just in charge of monitoring Ms. Amar's vital signs while she was out!"

"So in a nutshell. I have to use magic as often as possible... or otherwise I'm a ticking time bomb that'll destroy everything and everyone I care about?!" Persephone said in a panic.

"Percy please calm down, I can separate the magic from you," Beauregard said as he took out his Seperatortron 2100.

"No... I don't want you to create someone just so that they can explode, or threaten the world or anything else bad like that." Persephone said. "I'll carry the burden of this magic, so just put that away before you hurt someone."

Beauregard looked too exhausted to argue with his girlfriend. "Well... okay, just let me turn this off-" The Seperatorton then fired at the robot, separating it into two robots.

"I just thought you should know that I'm very depressed." Said a robot copy.

"Subject: Amar, Persephone. According to my scans. You have a Vitamin B deficiency." Said a second robot copy.

"Merge them back, MERGE THEM BACK!" Persephone shouted, Beurergard quickly rejoined the robots into a single being. "Okay... that thing has a hair-trigger."

"Agreed, I'll... I'll need to talk to Norman about that," Beauregard said sheepishly. "After I recharge. A week of non-stop crying does not do the ole' power reserve any favors." He said as he went to the QAF to recharge.

Persephone snuck a kiss on the unconscious Beauregard. "Goodnight Bo."


Titania was in a PDF Technologies holding cell and was being poked and prodded by scientific equipment. "Oberon knows that his queen was threatened. Oberon knows that something has happened to me. Oberon is coming... and his wrath will make what I sought to accomplish seem merciful by comparison- OW!" Another needle drew blood out of her. "WILL YOU BEKNIGHTED MACHINES JUST LET ME MONOLOGUE?!"

Chapter 48: Wrath of Oberon: Part 1.

Beatrice, and her boyfriend Daniel, were unsure of how to react to the sight they saw. "Bea... do you want to"

"No, your less likely to break every window within a mile," Beatrice said to Daniel.

"Well you can control that, can't you?" Daniel asked.

"I could, but this is too weird and too creepy to not scream at," Beatrice said.

"WILL YOU STOP TALKING ABOUT THIS?!" Persephone screamed as she was merged with her boyfriend, Beuergard Flynn.

"For the last time, I'm sorry Percy!" Beauregard said as he fiddled with his Seperatortron 2100 with his arms. "Just stop squirming and this will be over quicker." The two teenage lovers had been combined into some sort of multi-limbed abomination with two heads.

"How about we both scream? Honestly, this isn't even the weirdest thing I've seen. But it still warranted my contribution." Beatrice suggested.

"On three. One... two... three!" Daniel and Beatrice then screamed at the horrific abomination that Bearergard had turned himself and Persephone into. Thankfully Beatrice's screaming didn't break any glass within a mile, only cracked it.

"Okay, I've got the Seperatortron calibrated." Beauregard aimed the device at himself and Persephone, separating the two teenagers into separate beings again. He then created an arcane glyph in his hands, not unlike the ones that Persephone could use.

"There... you got my magic powers. Are you happy now Bo?" Persephone asked tersely.

"No... no, I'm elated that you're less likely to magically explode." Beauregard said with relief. "And I can't apologize enough for merging us like that."

"Well... that splitting headache is gone, now it's just the normal migraines," Persephone said as she rubbed her forehead.

"Okay... wasn't there an easier way to help her without turning yourselves into an abomination?" Daniel asked.

"To be honest, I panicked. Persephone's forehead was... behaving oddly like something was trying to burst out, I wasn't sure what it meant, I thought a scan would take too long, and I merged us so that I could take some of Titania's leftover magic." Beauregard explained.

"Really?" Beatrice asked suspiciously.

"Look I know I often have ulterior motives for doing things. But I would NEVER do something like that regarding Percy." Beauregard said defensively.

"Still here... now about that double date we all talked about earlier? Before my headache almost literally became 'splitting'." Persephone said.


"Well, that date still went better than the last time we went with Bea and Dan," Beauregard said to Norman as the green BEA-Droid was typing away at a high-tech terminal. "At the very least we didn't learn that anyone was possessed by alien pixies. Just that the head chef at that Polish restaurant has no self-restraint regarding his scorn for vegans. After that... well one thing kept happening after another. We went for a walk in the park, and for some reason, hippos stampeded, and carried us across town in different directions." He explained. "It wasn't until AFTER we got home that we figured out that it was Murphy's Law at work, Mr. and Mrs. Murphy were at the restaurant, and Veronica was playing with Mordred in the park. I mean... again it wasn't as bad as when we learned about Titania. But Persephone has spent pretty much every day since that incident to keep her arcane powers under control, and I just wanted to help her overcome that."

"Well, that's very kind of you... although now I'm curious if there are more efficient ways to acquire magical powers than a Seperatortron 2100." Norma commented.

"Well obviously there are, but how would you react if you thought you're girlfriend was going to die a horribly painful death right in front of you, and that was the only way to avert it?... sorry I've been talking all this time, what exactly are you doing?" Beauregard asked of his cousin.

"Well ever since we captured Titania, I've been scanning for any signs that her husband Oberon was in fact coming to Earth. For the most part, my scans haven't picked up anything out of the ordinary... except now there's this weird energy signature in orbit over Mars. The same kind that seems to be connected to Titania and her arcane Void Fae powers." Norman explained.

Beauregard felt a cold chill across his entire being, both software and hardware. "Call the other BEA-Droids together. If that means what I think it means..."


Several hours later, the BEA-Droids, from Alpha to Zeta arrived through a portal to Mars in their power armor. "Yep, that is definitely a magical storm." Beatrice transmitted to the others as they all looked up at the arcane storm.

"Just keep your guard up, we've got no idea what has happened since Norman picked this up." Beauregard transmitted. The teenage robots then entered a factory, filled with giant war machines. "Okay... it seems that all of the Draco-Bots are intact." He said as he scanned the dragon-like robots. Beauregard then noticed that his own son, Draco looked anxious. "What's wrong kiddo?"

"Me Draco am scarred of Robo-dragons! They look like Drago, but they asleep!" Draco answered, transmitting to his aunts, uncles, and his creator.

"It's okay Draco, it's just... an empty... dark... factory that seems to have been left in a hurry," Beauregard noted.

"Yeah... now that you mention it. This place is not only a mess but this factory's production line is deactivated." Beatrice said. "How could hit have-"

"Halosche!" Yelled a strange red creature. It had three eyes, one on top of the other. An antenna, two small ears around the lowest eye. And it was small and pudgy looking. The BEA-Droids were caught off guard and reacted accordingly. Panicking and firing their weaponry haphazardly. "Well this is underwear, no-manatee I throw dance party at the people." The strange red creature observed regarding all of the lasers going off around.

"WAIT!" Norman shouted. "It's just a Neo-Martian!" The BEA-Droids calmed down from their panic.

"Who are you, and why is this factory not producing?" Beatrice asked.

"Funny story, I am Four-Man! I super-visage all of the worker-bees to make robutison." The red Martian said.

The BEA-Droids looked at each other in confusion. "It's... it's a weird quirk of the Neo-Martians. Since the terraforming they've mutated... which in addition to them turning from green to red, also gives them... a rather bizarre grasp of reality." Norman transmitted.

"But then earlier in the Davy Jones Locker, purple happened! Applications went Hemingway. All technology went-" the Martian then started burbling his lip. "-next thing you know, we're up to our armportals in space ghosts."

"Those would be Void Fae, ancient and dangerous aliens that seek to return to the material plane," Beatrice explained.

"But I've got plane material right here." The Neo-Martian said, pulling out a piece of meat-loaf, and making it into a paper airplane.

"I'm not even going to ask how he did that," Beauregard said. "Look all we want to know is, have you seen any spectral creatures running around here?"

"Didn't I just say that?" The Neo-Martain said indignantly. "Seriously! Use your rears to listen to the worlds that are coming out from my mommy! Look, there's one of the space ghosts right there!" He said, pointing at one such creature.

It was a ghostly creature, purple in color with bright glowing eyes. At face value, it looked Human in posture, until you looked at its legs, and of course, it had wings.

"You are too late... Oberon is here... Oberon is angry... Oberon shall claim retribution... and we will not be denied, creatures of soul and silicon." The Void Fae responded in its ethereal voice.

"See! Space-ghost! It make my toaster toast my walkmen, and is in the turning of dragon robots into slugs!" The Neo-Martian said.

"I'm not even going to ask what that means." Jessica Johnson said irritably.

"He's saying that we turned the factories break room appliances against the Martian workers, and we're inhabiting these... majestic artifices of war." The Void Fae said, then the robot dragons began to stir, purple energy emanating from them. "Honestly, as bizarre as Neo-Martian speech is it isn't too difficult to figure out." The Void Fae creature then left as the Draco-Bots activated.

"So... is this normal?" Krishna Tjinder transmitted.

"Outnumbered and outgunned? Pretty much, yeah." Jonah Underwood transmitted.

"Please tell me you've got the overrides for these bots," Beatrice said to the Neo-Martian foreman.

"Yes!... is what I would spay if moment didn't tea me that lieing was bag. I already trialed that, in fact, I am in progress of doging that left now." The Neo-Martian said, pressing a button on his tablet. "Any mommy now, they will go to the sleepy-bye-bye." He said, completely ignoring the chaos that was unfolding around him.

The Draco-Bots were designed for armored combat, about the same role as human-operated tanks. This made them dangerous for the BEA-Droids, not helped by the fact that the Draco-Bots were enhanced by the magical energies of the Void Fae.

"And a-now, I go like this." The Neo-Martain foreman said.


"And a-now, we're back." The Neo-Martian foreman said, his scene change completely skipping the entire fight between the BEA-Droids and the hijacked Draco-Bots.

"That... that was the most... most intense fight, I've ever been in." Beatrice transmitted to her cousins, brother, and nephew.

"Me... me Draco thought that... that fight in Andromada was tiring," Draco said, his arms were torn off during the chaos of the fight.

"Okay... how many other factories like this are on this planet?" Veronica Murphy asked.

"I'm running a scan right now." Jessica Johnson transmitted. "I should be getting results right about- OH JEEZ!" Jessica said in shock, she then transmitted the results to everyone else.

"Well... I would've said 'things can't get any worse,' but... I'm not that cocky about our luck." Jonah Underwood transmitted.

"They've already taken control of all three-hundred weapons factories on this planet!" Norman transmitted.

"We can all see the numbers, Bo!" Beatrice transmitted. "We're too late... now what are we supposed to do?" She then got a caller request on her HUD, it was from her dad Phineas. She picked up the call.

"Beatrice! Some kind of Arcane portal has opened over the PFD Technologies Main Lab! Where are you and the other BEA-Droids?!" Phineas said in a panic.

"Of course there is... we went to Mars to investigate a similar series of storms over the planet. Long story short, we went into one of the factories, we learned that the Void Fae are possessing Draco-Bots, probably other combat robots." Beatrice answered.

"Well, there's a portal directly above the PFD Technologies Main Lab!" Phineas then showed one such portal. Out of it emerged a giant, he had purple skin, black eyes, a pointed beard/mustache combo, and ornate and gaudily colored robes.

"I. Am. Oberon. Where. Is. My. QUEEN!?" The giant bellowed.

"And everyone said I was crazy about Oberon coming." Beauregard transmitted.

"Dad... just get us a portal back to Earth. We've got damaged, and we are too exhausted to move." Beatrice said, and a portal did open, and out came Talos robots that moved the BEA-Droids through the portal back to Earth.


In a holding cell in the PDF Technologies Main Lab, Titania, Queen of the Void Fae was brooding her poor luck. However, this brooding came to an end when the earth seemed to shake.

This was caused by her husband Oberon, punching his way into the PDF Technologies Main Lab. The booming sounds of his fists grew louder and louder as he got closer and closer to his beloved wife. "Yes... just a little while longer." Titania said to herself.

Eventually, Oberon crashed into Titania's cell. It had been created specifically at the lowest floor of the PFD Technologies Main Lab to hold someone of Titania's caliber... though considering she had been robbed of her powers thanks to Bearergard and Persephone, why they still made it is anyone's guess.

"Titania... when I heard word that you had been captured. I feared for the worst. Have these... Mayflies harmed thee?" Oberon asked tenderly to his wife.

"I have been down in this dark pit for months, these Humans have poked and prodded me in ways I dare not reminisce on, fed food that honestly wasn't as bad as I had feared but they wouldn't give me any utensils so I had to eat like a common animal!" Titania ranted. "And to just rub salt into that wound... they took my magic."

"WHAT?!" Oberon bellowed in outrage.

"Yes... the one named Beauregard, son of Phineas. Used a contraption that separated me from my Human host, and with that same device gave Persephone my magic powers. " Titania said.

Oberon was literally ablaze with rage. "My beloved... you have my word, this world will burn for this affront! A race of Human will remember this day, as the day they learned that one does not tangle with the Fae-Ire Wrex'agar, and lives long enough to revel in that glory!"

"Wait my love... there's one thing we must attend to. The Human known as Phineas has also created a device that could allow our race to be properly reborn. We no longer have to exist as just as fleshless spirits, and we can finally take our revenge upon the Spaa-Chronous in earnest!" Titania said.

"Then I shall claim this Phineas as a prisoner. We shall rip this knowledge from his very soul if need be. And we shall forge a new future for our people." Oberon declared grandly.

"Oh... I've all but forgotten how much I love it when you swear vengeance," Titania said flirtatiously.


In the Flynn house basement, Phineas was working on repairs for the BEA-Droids. So far, Beatrice was the only one he could completely fix. "Just hold on guys. I would've gotten you all down to PFD Technologies Main Lab for repairs... but right now a fairy king is turning it into a pile of rubble." Phineas said.

"Which brings up yet another elephant in the room," Beauregard spoke up. "Where would you backup all of that data? As well as Machina Argus Indomitus?"

"Come on, you know perfectly well that the Primary Servers are on Venus," Beatrice said. "That's actually where MAI's consciousness is stored all together, as well as a comprehensive backup of almost the entire internet. Pretty much enough to keep people's personal information from being completely lost if the net were ever to be compromised."

"How long should these repairs take? There are hostile aliens on Earth!" Jessica said.

The earth then began to shake, thunderously. "By my calculations... not soon enough," Phineas said. "If had to guess... that's Oberon, and he's after me personally." He said grimly.

"Of course he is, no doubt it's about the same technology that Titania went after she was exposed," Norman said.

"And most of are in tatters!" Veronica said in a panic. "What are we supposed to do?"

A determined look went across Bearergards face. "I... may have an idea." He then used his Arcane powers to make prosthetic limbs for himself, covering up his damages. "But... I'm going to need everyone to trust me. Now, I know I've given you all little reason for that. But it might be the only chance we have to save the world from the Void Fae."


"-no to you're right, no that's left," Titania said, standing on her husband's shoulder directing him.

"This search grows wearisome my Queen... where is the home of this Phineas Flynn?" Oberon said.

"Look, I never saw the house from this height. I know we're in the right neighborhood though." Titania said.

"Hey! Titania!" Phineas said he was being flown around by Beatrice. "Looking for me?"

"That's him! That's Phineas and his brat daughter!" Titania yelled.

"Hey! I can be a bit overbearing at times but I'm not a brat! I just have deep-seated psychological issues!" Beatrice said defensively.

"Hmm... this makes our hunt that much easier. Come, Phineas! I wish to speak with you!" Oberon said, Beatrice flew off with her father in tow. "Well... you best make this a truly merry chase!"

"Okay Bo, I've got Oberon on my tail. Now what?" Beatrice transmitted.

"Well, first we've got to get everyone fixed up. Oberon and Titania likely want to extract fathers knowledge for their own purposes, so just keep him out of their hands until I can properly put the rest of my plan into motion." Beauregard transmitted back.

"What?! But that could take hours! You were there, you know the kind of state everyone is in!" Beatrice transmitted.

"Not if I use my Arcane powers to speed up the process. If you do need help, I sent a text to our friends. Humans, robots, and aliens alike drop whatever there doing to come and help us. Basically everybody we personally know in the Tri-State Area." Beauregard replied.

"Okay, that's better than nothing. Just hurry up, I'm pretty much running on fumes, and dad's weight is not helping!" Beatrice transmitted.

"Yeah, I've been telling him to go on a diet for weeks but he won't listen." Beauregard transmitted.

"Just focus on getting the others fixed before things get worse. This is YOUR plan after all, so just do your part bro." Beatrice answered.


Chapter 49: The Wrath of Oberon: Part 2.

Beatrice flew through the skylines of Danville as Oberon and his wife Titania pursued them. The giant Void Fae king chasing the young gynoid and her father.

"We've been at this for hours!" Beatrice complained. 'Bo! Please tell me you've made some progress since this started!' She transmitted to her twin brother.

'Actually... I have. Thanks for not just making panicked transmissions every few minutes.' Beauregard responded. 'Rest assured, the rest of the BEA-Droids have been repaired.'

'And the catch?' Beatrice transmitted.

'Well... as I'm sure I don't need to repeat. Earth is under siege by hijacked PDF Technologies robots. You were there, but I'm certain that the stress of using dad as bait has caused you to neglect this fact.' Beauregard transmitted.

'But after we defeat Oberon and Titania they'll disappear right?... right?' Beatrice transmitted anxiously.

'I... I don't know.' Beauregard answered. 'I've been in contact with the Errant Traveler. She says that there are weapons that can directly harm Void Fae... but the way she phrased it was confusing, the most I could get out of her explanation was that it was in some kind of vault. The point is, even if you do destroy Oberon and Titania's physical forms. It won't be the end of this madness.'

Beatrice was caught off-guard by this revelation. "You... you mean this is hopeless?" She said out loud.

Distracted, Oberon managed to catch up with her. "Finally! Now... I wish to parley with Phineas Flynn. You're 'daughters' services are no longer required." He then took Phineas in one hand, and Beatrice in the other. He then threw Beatrice through some buildings.

Eventually, Beatrice landed on a skyscraper rooftop, both of her legs and her left arm torn off. Our titular heroine was in complete shock. "I... I give up." Beatrice said, exhausted as she sat up.

'Beatrice... what happened?' Beauregard transmitted.

"I'm tired... I'm tired of risking my neck for Humanity." Beatrice sobbed. "For ten years, it's been one thing after another. If it's not overly ambitious criminals, it's alien monsters looking to take over the universe or whatever!" She cried. "And just... just when I think things will calm down... something new replaces it."

'Bea, I know you're overwhelmed. But now isn't the time for this.' Beauregard transmitted.

"First, I run away from home, accidentally taking Bethany with me. Then you try to take over the world with an army of robots. Then dad not only locks you away but pretty much erases my memory that you ever existed in the first place." Beatrice said frantically.

'Bea I'm sorry to hear that you're discouraged, but if you don't do something then dad is going to have his knowledge taken from him. And then, and I'm sorry for saying this. But you're backstory will be a pittance compared to the Void Fae attaining proper physical bodies for themselves and... doing whatever exactly they plan to do afterward!' Beauregard transmitted.

But Beatrice didn't listen, listing off every major adventure she had been in. From her time in the Young Superhero Initiative to the Sym'ian Occupation, her journeys with Stellar Imperium and his crew, to the Unification War. As well as over a dozen other adventures and missions in between then and her first days of High School. From the return of Vow of Vengeance to the Sym'ian attack at Christmas to the War for Earth.

"And now... now I have to save everyone from space fairy's!" Beatrice sobbed.

Then, an arcane portal opened up, and out stepped Beauregard. "Beatrice... I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I had a part to play in you're psychological damage. I'm sorry that I couldn't be around to help you. I'm sorry I put my desire for revenge above my family. And most of all, I'm sorry for not being the brother that you needed." Beauregard said earnestly. "But... you've got the biggest heart out of anyone on this planet, maybe the entire universe."

"Some fat good that's done me... I don't remember how many bodies I've lost doing this 'Superhero' scrap." Beatrice moaned.

"And even if you never took it upon yourself, these threats to Earth would probably still come about on their own anyway. Ty'raka would've destroyed all Humanity, the Sym'ian's would turn them into a vassal species... at best, at worst they'd become slaves. My point is, if you had done nothing, things would be so much worse for everyone." Beauregard said.

"But... all I ever wanted was to be normal. My first thought. EVER. Was that I was Human!" Beatrice lamented.

"I know, but... you've met so many people who love and care about you! They don't care that you're a robot! They only care that you're such an amazing person, selfless, kind, and generous to a fault, and you've put your existence on the line for Earth more times than I can recall!" Beauregard said.

"One-thousand, one-hundred, and thirty-eight," Beatrice said glumly.

"Yes..." Beauregard said. "And if nothing is done, right here, right now against Oberon, Titania, and the Void Fae. Then everything you've suffered, everything you've ever sacrificed... it'll all be for nothing. Then what'll happen?" He said, he then pulled out an arm, and a pair of legs from a magical portal. "At least let me repair you."

Beauregard then attached the new arm and legs to Beatrice's stumps. "Thank you... I just get so overwhelmed by all of this that I sometimes forget that I've got friends. Some of the best friends a robot girl like me could ask for, even if they drive me crazy sometimes... wait, Bo, I just got an idea!"


"How is this taking so long? He should have his knowledge extracted by now!" Titania said in annoyance as Oberon tried to use his Arcane powers to drain Phineas of his knowledge outside of Danville.

"I'm sorry my love! This man's will is strong... what's more this man has done so much at such a young age, and- look. This is taking longer than I'd like, all we can hope for now is that Earth's defenders don't rally." Oberon said, struggling to extract Phineas's knowledge as he planned.

"OBERON!" Beatrice roared as she flew towards the leaders of the Void Fae. She flew fast enough to punch out Oberon without the aid of her Silver Automaton armor. "TITANIA!" She yelled as she tossed the Void Fae Queen aside. "Dad! Are you okay?"

"Hey, mom... can we have fried chicken tonight?" Phineas muttered, dazed from the entire ordeal he had just been through.

"We can have all of the fried chicken you'd ever want after this is done," Beatrice said, cradling Phineas.

Then she was surrounded by Void Fae possessed robots. "You... I will not be denied the vengeance we deserve!" Oberon bellowed.

"So because someone else was mean to you, that justifies spreading terror across an entire planet?" Beatrice said. "I don't care what horrors you, and you're people have been put through. And I'm sorry, well and truly sorry that you lost everything important to you because of that. But if you earnestly believe that you're past suffering justifies lashing out, hiding behind your pain instead of facing them... then you have no right to dictate the fate of creation!" Beauregard then stepped out of an arcane portal and summoned many other arcane portals.

"Okay... I've got a secure link. But I'm not sure how long I can maintain these portals." Beauregard said as he displayed some arcane runes in his hands.

"And did you get into contact with everyone?" Beatrice asked.

"Yes... plus a few surprises that I'm certain you'll appreciate." Beauregard said as Beatrice's numerous friends and allies stepped out of the portals. From her friends, she made in the YSI when she was barely a year old. To Stellar Imperium, and A'dara and H4-K-7. To her high-school classmates.

Beatrice was overjoyed to see her friends... less so when she saw that the Void Fae possessed PDF Technologies combat robots started to gather around their master. "Uh... Bo? I think we're going to need more."

"Alright, just be advised that I'm overclocking myself as it is," Beauregard said as he opened up even more arcane portals. Out of these poured armies of alien warriors and robots, mainly the Fellowship of Yoral, and the Andromada Federation, as well as other allied interstellar nations. "Oh boy... this better be enough for you. Because I am NOT violating any safety protocols at this point." He said, exhausted from maintaining the portals.

"Everyone!" Beatrice said as she manifested a gleaming sword from her nanobots. "CHARGE!"

And the battle began, and it was mayhem. But our focus is going to be on Beatrice and fighting Oberon and Titania. Beatrice flew circles around the giant Oberon. "Don't worry love! I got this from the armory in that lab!" Titania said, pulling out a heat-seeking rocket launcher. "Okay... hopefully, this thing will only chase the Robo-brat." She then fired off a heat-seeking rocket.

"Hmm..." Beatrice said, sensing the missile. "This, I can work with." She said to herself as she led the missile towards Oberon. Causing it to blow up in his face.

"GAH! Titania! The brat directed you're missile into my face!" Oberon said in pain.

"Sorry! I'll try again!" Titania said as she reloaded her rocket launcher.

"NO! YOU'RE JUST GOING TO MAKE IT WORSE!" Oberon bellowed. Over the next fifteen minutes, Beatrice redirected missile after missile at some part of Oberon. Until eventually he fell to his knees.

Then, the Errant Traveler arrived in her Tacho'noma and stumbled out looking like she lost a fight with a big cat. "I GOT IT!" The Errant Traveler said as she held a football-shaped device over her head. "I GOT THE ARCANUM DECIMUS!"

"Wait..." Beauragard said grogily. "Does... does that thing do what the name implies?"

"Yep! This lil' baby will destroy any Arcane energies on any planet it's on. It's the last one in existence." The Errant Traveler said.

"But... we've got Arcane powers," Persephone said, looking scarred.

"Yes... and more to the point. Can that thing kill non-Void Fae?" Beauregard said. "Cause even though I haven't had that much... much time- whew." The young android was exhausted, and artificial bloody was leaking out of his nose. "Point is... if losing these powers is necessary to save us... then I'm willing to make that sacrifice. Even... oh I'm dizzy."

"Actually... this will kill you." The Errant Traveler admitted. "But there's no need for innocents to die... well innocent of attempted genocide anyway. Oberon! Titania! I am the Errant Traveler! You know my reputation, and you know what the Arcanum Decimus can do to you! I'm crazy enough to set this off... but there's a complication. I explained to the Spaa-Chronous Tribunal that we couldn't repeat the sins of our ancestors. So they have sent me with a bargain... well an ultimatum, but that's just more of the same. Now, you can either submit yourselves to captivity to the Spaa-Chronous, where you will be looked after and kept safe... refuse. And this baby is going off, and the entire Void Fae race will be wiped out. Once... and for all."

Titania looked with terror, as she looked upon her felled husband. Oberon could barely hold himself up as he coughed up blood. And her people's robotic vessels had been destroyed, the ambient Arcane energies being the only thing allowing the rest of the Void Fae to exist in the material plane. "I... I will speak on behalf of my people. I... I shall surrender to these terms that you have presented, Errant Traveler."

"Oh thank goodness." The Errant Traveler said under her breath in relief. Then Tacho'nomas started manifesting around the battlefield, and the Void Fae were ushered inside. "I'll be honest, I'm not even sure if this thing works at all." Some Void Fae looked up at her. "I said I'm not sure! That doesn't mean that it doesn't work, or do you want me to put that to the test?"

The Void Fae continued there trudging into the Tacho'nomas without another word.


"So... is that the end of the Void Fae?" Beatrice asked the Errant Traveler several hours later.

"Well, they won't be threatin' Earth, or anyone else any time soon." The Errant Traveler said.

"Good... because I need a vacation from being a superhero," Beatrice said. "This... I need to take a break. I mean... this entire year had just been DRAINING me. As in... look I've been anxiously waiting for an alien attack for months on end, unable to tell anybody about it. Then, after three months of traveling back and forth across this galaxy, and Andromada. I get just enough time off from school to get back to the status quo... and then we learn about the Void Fae, and the threat they presented to Earth."

"So you're up for that vacation to the Bronze Age I suggested?" The Errant Traveler asked.

"Quite the opposite," Beatrice said. "I want something mundane... I want to just relax, not have to worry about the fate of the world and NO TIME TRAVEL!"

"Oh... I see." The Errant Traveler said awkwardly. "Then why are we inside of my time machine? If you're so against that-"

"Because... I don't know okay! I haven't thought straight for over a year! Just... gurh!" Beatrice then stormed out of the Tacho'noma.


"Wow... so this is that Legends of G'wiber game you were talking about!" Persephone said in amazement as she looked around the virtual world of the Andromada based MMORPG.

"Yep, Stellar Imperium got me into it when I was traveling with him," Beatrice said, with her boyfriend Daniel by her side, and Beauregard with Persephone. She was wearing her in-game clothes. Brown boots, light green pants, dark green leather armor, a brown belt, a beige colored shirt, and elbow-length dark brown gloves

"And during our journey to Andromada, she got us to play this game as well," Beauregard said. "And it not only helped us to unwind, but we could coordinate with the leadership of the Andromada Federation before we physically got there."

"Not to mention that it's one of the few times that I can do this." Daniel then started dancing, Beatrice rolled her eyes. Acting like she heard this same thing before.

"Bo, Percy, could you give me and Danial a moment alone?" Beatrice asked, her brother and his girlfriend went off and found a glade. "Okay... if I've said this once to you Daniel, I've said it a thousand times. GET. NEW. LEGS."

"And if I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times," Daniel said bitterly. "I won't-"

"Get replacement legs because you want to be able to dance with you're own legs. Except that every time I suggest some kind of surgery, you found a reason to avoid it." Beatrice said in frustration. "And then the Battle of Nidavelir, you got your legs sheared off by debris because I overestimated our chances! And..." Beatrice then started to cry. "I just want to help you... but... but it's like you care more about having a reason to lash out at the world, than about anything else! Well, I'm sorry that I couldn't save you from being crippled in the first place by the Sym'ian's!"

Daniel was taken aback. "I... I didn't know that you blamed yourself for that."

"All I wanted was to help... all I ever wanted was the help. But at every turn, it's either rejected, or it's 'not needed'." Beatrice sobbed. "And you... my boyfriend... Daniel. I love you, more than I can describe. But... you're stubborn pride of being paraplegic. I just can't work with that. You're just... you're just so obsessed with reminding everyone... pretty sure you recovered from you're injuries so fast was because you ignored your're good legs."

Daniel looked ashamed of himself. "Bea... before I met you, Jessie was pretty much the only friend I had. Everyone else would complain about how much I hated being regarded as 'less' or broken. You asked why I didn't get new legs when we first met, and you only pressed the subject whenever you heard of something you believed could help me to dance again. And... and I'm sorry for making you feel bad about the entire affair." Daniel said as he hugged his upset girlfriend. "When we're done. I'll ask Mr. Flynn to make me some legs, first thing I promise."

Beatrice wiped the tears from her eyes. "You... you mean that?"

"Hey, I've always been a man of my word to you haven't I?... seriously have I? Because I'm pretty sure the author left out that kind of character development." Daniel said.

Beatrice wiped the tears from her eyes. "Thank you... now, let's try to have some fun." She and Daniel then found Beauregard and Persephone. "We're ready guys!"

"You're just in time," Beauregard said. "By my calculations, she should be done with the tutorial level, right... about... now."

Then Persephone emerged from the tutorial cave, covered in scars, and with her new Golem. "I am victorious! Proud with the scars of battle!... this won't affect my real body will it?" Persephone asked.

"I was once eaten alive by a Lumnivore in the Crypt of Narja'val-Cuulik the Smelly, got an ax through my head from a Golarnian Maurader, and got a paper cut from reading the terms and conditions for this game when I first logged in. Nothing happened to my physical body at any point." Beauregard said reassuringly. "So I highly doubt that anything will happen to you."

"Oh... this is going to be fun," Persephone said. "I mean it would've been nice to get a heads up about the killer alien rabbits. And that antlered bird creature. But look at this little guy!" She said, holding up her golem.

"Either I'm crazy, or Nova'lizzard is making these quests too easy," Beatrice whispered to Daniel. "Well we need to level you up, there's a big expansion pack coming in a few months, and we need you to be ready for the upcoming Story Quests... I've been waiting five long years for the War of the Twenty-Seven Dukes!" Everyone gave her worried looks. "What? That plot has been dragging its feet since the Seige of Kalas'vor-Takaa. I've had to read bad fanfiction just to keep myself excited about it."

Everyone just smiled and laughed, Beatrice looked confused before deciding to join in.


Chapter 50: Epilogue

The morning started with Beatrice being woken up by her husband. "Happy Birthday my love." Said the wheelchair-bound Daniel as he brought breakfast to his wife.

"Morning Daniel," Beatrice said as she took the tray, on it was waffles, eggs, and sausages.

"Got any plans for us today?" Beatrice asked as she ate her food.

"Well, I got reservations at Little Duffers. You know the old mini-golf place, your family has a lifetime discount... for some reason. Not sure why I asked but they didn't give me a straight answer. So anyway I thought that-" Then a beeping noise cut him off.

"Oh no, not today of all days!" Beatrice said as she picked up an electronic device off of the nightstand.

"Should I even be surprised? Every time we try to do something nice, that alarm goes off. It never fails." Daniel said in disappointment.

Beatrice quickly swallowed her breakfast whole, got up from bed, and donned her Silver Automaton armor. "I love you, Daniel, I'll try to be back before nightfall." Beatrice then quickly took off the helmet and kissed her husband. "And remember to keep your legs on... I know you hate them, but I'd really appreciate it if you wore them for the party tonight!" Beatrice left the house. "Okay Cricket, what do we have here?"

"Scanning... there is a Sym'ian battlefleet on the outskirts of the Sol System. The Earth Defence Legion has already been mustered. And it seems that the EDL didn't get the memo that you were planning to take your birthday off." Cricket responded, displaying an outline of the sensors. Showing the fleet in question.

"So... Prince G'reet, Vo-Kaa, and their cronies are back, eh?" Beatrice asked.

"Negative, I'm not picking up those particular bio-signatures. Plus, you disintegrated them during the War for Earth. So there's no logical way for them to return." Cricket explained.

'EARTHLINGS!' Roared the familiar voice of Prince G'reet over her helmet's communication system. 'The Sym'ian Star Kingdom has returned! Over thirty years ago, my cousin and I, sought to conquer this world to prove our merit to our King. At first, we succeeded in subjugating your insignificant planet. But then we were driven off by the Silver Automaton... or as it is known in my private circles. Beatrice. Galatea. Flynn." G'reet could be heard laughing under his breath. "That's right you stupid monkeys... the First BEA-Droid was your precious savior all along!" He then laughed maniacally, then continued with his speech.

"They must be going into this invasion blind. If they knew anything, they'd already know that you and the rest of the BEA-Droids revealed you're secret identities when you decided to become parents well over a year ago." Cricket explained.

'-for ten years. My cousin and I lived as exiles until we joined ourselves with the Eternal King's service.' G'reet continued. 'We chased you vermin into your holes... but then, yet again! THAT SOULLESS BRAT TOOK OUR TRIUMPH FROM US!'

"It's nice to see that Sym'ian myopia is still a thing after all these years," Beatrice said sardonically.

"Indeed... if nothing else, this could be easier than I'm calculating it to be." Cricket said.

'-But now... after years of being dead. My cousin and I have returned. We have marshaled the Star Kingdom of Sym, every Sym'ian in the galaxy for this purpose. Literally, every single Sym'ian is here for the specific purpose of ending your civilization." G'reet gloated.

"Interesting... this will likely be a repeat of the Void Fae Incursion, only it'll end before anything happens to Earth," Cricket said.

"That sounds about right. We need to link up with Bo and the others, then take the Sym'ian fleet apart from the inside out." Beatrice said, eventually she arrived at PFD Technologies main lab. At the lab, were most of Beatrice's friends and relatives.

The friends she made in the Young Superheros Initiative. Felicia Uinta her husband William Kasai, Duncan, and Sir Meanqy jia Leelash. The friends she made in High School. Jessie Bryne, Persephone Amar, Mathew, and Jessica Amberwall's BEA-Droid doppelganger. The other BEA-Droids. BEA-Droid Beta, Norman Flynn. BEA-Droid Gamma, Jessica Johnson. BEA-Droid Delta, Jonah Underwood. BEA-Droid Epsilon, Veronic Murphy. BEA-Droid Zeta, Krishna Tjinder. BEA-Droid Draco, Draco Flynn. The Elven princess, Ha'deer. Among other allies and friends.

"Beatrice, we've got the portal set close to the Sym'ian flagship, the Glory of Sym," Beauregard said, clad in his own black-colored variation of the Silver Automaton armor.

"Understood. Everyone into designated boarding craft." Beatrice said. 'And Bo... you wouldn't happen to know anything about the alarm, would you?' She said transmitted to her twin brother.

'Look I'm sorry. I know we agreed that your birthday would be your day off... but with the Sym'ian's here. I figured that you'd want to a piece of the action despite that.' Beauregard transmitted. 'Also, where's Daniel? He's got as much reason to personally drive these monsters back.'

'You remember why... you were there when Emmy was almost eaten alive.' Beatrice responded.

'Oh... right. I'm just happy that there was enough of her left to repair. It took me almost a week to build her in the first place.' Beauregard transmitted. 'We can talk more about this after the mission.'

Everyone got into shuttlecraft, and the portal opened. Then the shuttles launched one by one through the portal, into space. "We've cleared the portal, the Sym'ian fleet is distracted by the EDL, and the stealth fields are active... now let's fight some monkeys," Beatrice said, the ships flew into the Glory of Sym's hanger bay. "BEA-Droids out first! Everyone else, follow after!"

The BEA-Droids stormed out of the shuttles and quickly overtook the hanger from the Sym'ian's crewmembers. "We've got the hanger," Mathew said when they finished.

"Yes... we did the grunt work." Jonah said.

"Jonah, don't be rude." Veronica admonished.

"Cut chatter! We need to get to the bridge of this ship! Kill monkey creatures! Save Christmas!" Draco roared, and he charged down a hallway.

"Draco! Big guy! The bridge is the other way!" Persephone said, pointing in the opposite direction.

"Oh! Thank you, mommy!" Draco said as he went running in the opposite direction.

"No Draco, you were going the right way the first time, I've downloaded schematics of the ship. We'll follow those until we get to the bridge." Beauregard said.

Persephone scoffed in disbelief. "I can't believe you're doing this again!"

"Doing what?" Beauregard said in earnest ignorence.

Persephone huffed in frustration. "Showing me up in front of Draco, making me look like a-"

"BY ASIMOVS SIDEBURNS... I was just correcting your directions. They were wrong, that's it. You've never been good with directions and you know it!" Beauregard admonished.

"Look we're on a limited timetable here. You can argue about this latter." Beatrice said and the band of heroes made their way through the ship. Fighting their way through the Sym'ian's and the Cya-Naa's that stood in their way. Moving ahead room by room, section by section. They eventually arrived at the bridge. "Placing charges," Beatrice said as she laid several breaching charges across the door.

"Everyone with heavy weapons, be ready to open fire after the doors are blown off. Everyone else, keep clear until we're ready to move in." Beauregard said as he armed his rotary cannon.

"Looking forward to it," Mathew said as he hefted a rocket launcher over his shoulder.

"Charges are set!" Beatrice ran from the door. "Take cover!" The charges detonated, disintegrating the door. Followed by haphazard weapons fire into the portal, this lasted for roughly fifteen minutes. "-I SAID! HOLD! YOU'RE! FIRE!" Beatrice shouted over the sound of explosions and gunfire. When it stopped, everyone saw that there was a wall behind that door.

"Oh... that wasn't on the schematics. This... this should've been a simple smash and terminate." Beauregard said as a smug grin played across his wife's face. "Persephone, wipe that look off you're facing. We're on the job!"

"Bea... do you think they know we're here?" Jessie asked.

"There have been explosions going off outside of their main command center for over a quarter of an hour. Sym'ian's in my experience are obnoxiously dense, but even they should have noticed the earth shatter noise. Move-in." Beatrice led her friends onto the bridge.

It was in chaos as Sym'ian's were running around, trying to do their jobs but we're so overwhelmed by everything going on that they couldn't.

"You! Who are you! What are you doing on my ship?!" Said a particularly large Sym'ian, at least three times bigger than the average Sym'ian. Of which, they're about the size of a normal monkey.

"You cannot be-... we've been blasting our way through this ship for the last hour, which includes the last fifteen where we were blasting INTO A WALL WITHOUT REALIZING IT!" Beauregard roared, irate at the Sym'ian's apparent obliviousness to what was happening on the ship.

"Of course it's you." Prince G'reet grumbled.

"Yay! I get to fight the BEA-Droids again!" Prince Vo-Kaa said excitedly.

"You! You're son and nephew were killed roughly twenty years ago. Explain why there alive!" Beatrice demanded.

"Now, now Mrs. Flynn-Pakaru... you of all people should know better than to talk to a King like that." Said an oily, ancient-sounding voice. "Though considering you're history with this specific race, I can hardly blame you."

"Cor'up..." Ha'deer, the elven princess from another dimension said with a clenched fist.

"Now, a bit of context. I actually survived the end of the War for Earth, with nothing but the clothes on my back, and DNA samples of the Princes and their coterie. I wandered a while before I arrived on Sym... and King Rak'ar-Zharvis was furious when I filled him on what happened to his family." Cor'up said.

"And I gave him the resources he needed to clone my son and heir, my nephew, and their friends. Among other works." King Rak'ar-Zharvis said. "Specifically, raising an army to restore the territory that the Fellowship took from my people!"

"I see... and what about you're navy? And was G'reet right when he said that your entire race is here?" Beatrice noted.

"Yeah, including cloned Sym'ian auxiliaries and undead. Do I look like I'm a liar?" G'reet said defensively. "And who cares about a navy? We Sym'ian's are the strongest race in the entire universe! We don't need a stinkin' navy!... save for really long-"

Beatrice and her friends started laughing wildly at this claim. "Okay... here's a reality check for you. First, while you may have occupied Earth. That only lasted for three months. Secondly, since before, and after that mess, I personally have fought off worse alien races. Third... you're treating this entire affair like a wrestling bout, rather than a proper war. Which is what you have started." Beatrice said menacingly. "And what we. Are about. To win."

"But we just got here!" Prince Vo-Kaa exclaimed. "How could you win so soon?"

"Fireteam Gladius, are the charges in place?" Beatrice said over a com channel, out loud.

"Yes BEA-Droid Alpha, we're on our way back to the hanger. The charges are online and ready to be detonated by you." A Talos Robot responded.

"Understood... dead or alive. You're coming with us." Beatrice said.

"Though in Cor'ups case, I'll take 'dead'," Ha'deer said with venomous contempt for the necromancer who destroyed her home and killed everyone she ever cared about and also at some point seriously messed up her face.

The fight began, and Beatrice and her friends and family fought the bridge crew of the glory of Sym. This fight, while not the most intense ever faced by this collection of heroes. Was still rather long and draining.

As the Sym'ian's, despite their seemingly willful inability to learn from their past mistakes. Still had their impressive psionic abilities at their disposal. "Gentlemonkeys... I'd say this was-" Beatrice then laughed. "Sorry, I can't even say that with a straight face. Anyway... detonate bomb code: Simian Exterminatus." The Glory of Sym rocked violently.

"What did you do?!" King Rak'ar-Zharvis bellowed.

"That was a bomb, deactivating this ship's fusion reactors," Beauregard said as the lights and holograms started shutting down. "Similiar bombs are going off on every other ship in you're fleet... well that's kind of an overstatement. It's limited to battleship, cruiser, and destroyer-class ships-"

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" Prince Vo-Kaa roared in outrage. "All I've ever wanted from you people... was a good fight." He said as he shook with rage. "But at every turn, you've cheated me from that fight-"

Then a hologram of Ferb Fletcher appeared on the bridge. "Are you BLOODY KIDDING ME!" Ferb shouted. "Okay... you invade Earth, eat us out of house and home, disintegrate my niece, crash Santa's workshop, throw in you're lot with the Eternal King!" Ferb ranted. "And now... even after taking an honest to goodness necromancer under your wing, you're openly threatening to exterminate humanity... you still believe you're the wronged party in this entire affair. Even though HUMAN LIVES, HAVE BEEN LOST BECAUSE OF YOU'RE CHILDISH ANTICS!?" Ferb ranted.

Everyone was surprised by Ferb's outburst. "Wow... Ferb," Phineas spoke up. "That has to be the most I've ever heard you say at once. I mean I remember how angry you were back when the Sym'ian's first came to Earth but-"

"Brother, I am not in the mood to talk about this. Point is, I'm baffled that a species this stupid was ever a threat to our planet in the first place! They don't even understand what a 'moral myopia' is, or that there doing- IT'S LIKE THE BLOODY DIGITAL DARK AGES ALL OVER AGAIN!" Ferb ranted.

"My sentiments exactly, Uncle Ferb. These monkeys need to be put in their place." Beauregard said.

"Well... then we're going to give you the fight of you're lives... THE LAST ONE! MAKE THE PSI'VATAR OMEGA!" King Rak'ar-Zharvis roared, and just like that. Every Sym'ian in the fleet, which also constituted their entire race, flew off into the void of space.

"What are those... oh no. Bea, I'm picking up readings similar to the ones we got from the Sym'ian's during their raid on the moon. But much... MUCH bigger." Phineas said over the BEA-Droids COM channel.

"Dad, how big is this Psi'vatar?" Beatrice responded over the COM channel.

"At its current rate of growth, and with so many Sym'ian's providing Psionic energies to form it... I'd guess that it would be slightly bigger than Australia." Beauregard answered over the COM channel.

And there in the void, a giant purple monkey was forming. "Persephone, you and the others are to get back to the hanger bay, and you're going to retreat to Earth," Beauregard said to his wife.

Persephone looked at the titanic Psi'vatar that was forming. "I'd argue... but I think that even for us a monkey made from psychic energy that's the size of a continent is out of our league," Persephone said, she and the rest of the organics retreated out of the bridge. "Also, how come the Sym'ian's suffocating out there?"

"Honestly, Sym'ian physiology is... baffling from what I've studied," Beauregard responded.

Then the BEA-Droids, Beatrice, Beauregard, Norman, Jessica, Jonah, Veronica, Krishna, Draco, and Jennifer Amberwall's BEA-Droid doppelganger, joined in the BEA Combat Tactical Network. Joining their minds as one. "Primary Objective: Terminate entity, designate: Psi'vatar Omega. Activate, Draco Fenris protocol." They all said in unison.

They then merged, transforming their bodies into raw nanobots that joined together into a truly impressive sight in its own right. Transforming themselves into a giant dragon/werewolf hybrid. "Draco Fenris: Online." The gestalt entity said, and as if on cue. Warships of the Fellowship of Yoral arrived.

"This if Fleet Master Kar'a Vulugar to all Human military forces in the Sol system. The Fellowship of Yoral is here, to fight by Humanity's side once more. All vessels, engage the Psi'vatar!" Fleet Master Vulugar's fleet engaged the giant Psi'vatar.

"This battle must be ended swiftly. Scanning Psi'vatar Omega for weaknesses." Draco Fenris scanned Psi'vatar Omega thoroughly for any weaknesses that could be exploited. "Primary weakness detected. The form is being maintained by entity designated: Cor'up." Draco Fenris flew towards the elven necromancer at high speeds.

"NO! The ritual must be maintained!" Cor'up said in a panic as Draco Fenris attacked him.

"Ha'deer would wish to be the one to deal the killing blow... engaging cryo blast." Draco-Fenris then froze Cor'up in a block of ice.

The Psi'vatar howled in pain, and the psionic creatures shrank in size till it was roughly half of its original size, and the undead Sym'ian's turned to ash in the void. "We have an opening! All ship, open fire on the Psi'vatar Omega!" Phineas commanded. Every EDL ship opened fire on the psionic monkey.

Draco Fenris flew towards Psi'vatar Omega. "Scanning for further weakness's in enemy designate: Psi'vatar Omega." Draco Fenris breathed great bolts of plasma as hot as a hundred stars at Psi'vatar Omega. The battle was long, but eventually. Psi'vatar Omega was vanquished, its remaining Sym'ian's were either dead, knocked unconscious by the strain of maintaining Psi'vatar Omega, or we're just barely able to stay awake. "Psi'vatar Omega has been neutralized. What shall be done with the survivors?"

"We shall keep the survivors in stasis until we can work out a deal for both the Fellowship and the Earth government," Phineas said. "Before we do that, however... I believe that a special girl is going to be having a birthday tonight."

Later that evening, Beatrice's birthday party was in full swing. Everyone was enjoying themselves, celebrating the gynoid superheroine. During the party, Beatrice went into a child's bedroom. "Hey... mommy's home." She said, looking in the direction of a cradle. "Ah... my little Robo-baby is asleep. That's unusual." Beatrice looked at the small baby boy in the cradle. He was a BEA-Droid like Beatrice, though unlike his mother and his assorted aunts and uncles, he wasn't created with a Quantum Android Forge.

Rather, he was created in the uh... normal fashion for Humans. However, this moment of bliss for Beatrice was interrupted by the sounds of heavy breathing and heavy footsteps. Beatrice formed a laser cannon, expecting some sort of intruder.

"Calm yourself, Beatrice... I'm not here to hurt you or your's." Said a familiar voice.

"Ty'raka? The heck are you doing here?" Beatrice said, surprised that her oldest enemy was here.

"Well, I heard there was a party... and I wanted to give you something." Ty'raka gave an ornate-looking sword to Beatrice. "This is a Batal'sala'staab. These blades are only given to heroes on behalf of the Fellowship of Yoral,... and on behalf of the Regent of Yoral Primaris, Dena-Tor. I am here to give this to you. And if you're wondering why you're getting this twenty years after the War for Earth... well we're a traditionalist and ceremonial folk. Honestly, I would've thought it would take twenty-five years before this thing was ready."

Beatrice took the sword in her hands. "This... this is beautiful. But what I meant was 'what are you doing in my time period'?"

"Ah... well, to put it simply. I'm Exiled. Exiled to the twenty-first century (by Human Reckoning) to pay penance for my crimes, against the Fellowship of my era, against my friends, against my family... and you." Ty'raka said. "The Spaa-Chronus tribunal singled out the emotional and physical scars I inflicted on you... a fair point of contention, but the Errant Traveler didn't need to draw that point out for over an hour."

"So a broken spine wasn't seen as punishment enough... also, why didn't you come through the front door like everyone else?" Beatrice said.

"I figured that your friends wouldn't take my presence well, and misinterpret my gift. It's been many long years since those dark days, but scars like that never truly healed, they can be overcome and ignored. But healed... never." Ty'raka said.

"Too true... I still remember when we first met." Beatrice said wistfully.

"Are you thinking of The real first time? Or the first where you caused the Vow to jump forward a decade?" Ty'raka said.

"Both... I was terrified of what I stumbled upon. Aliens from the future, here to exterminate Humanity. Me, the only one who could do anything to stop them. My friends, those I cared about. Put into danger that I could barely wrap my head around." Beatrice listed.

Ty'raka sighed in resignation. "I was younger then... naive, and so driven by anger and hate. I couldn't see beyond myself. By my pain... it's frankly a miracle that my fortunes changed as they did... also should we be talking out loud like this? A babe is sleeping."

"He's fine, once the little guy goes into sleep mode. Almost nothing can wake him up." Beatrice said. "Why don't you come downstairs? Join the party. We've got ice cream!"

"I would stay... but I'm not much for parties, even before my fall." Ty'raka left as abruptly as he arrived.

"Well... might as well get the little man downstairs. It's almost time for cake." Beatrice said as she got her robotic son up from his nap.


The teenage Beatrice sat in a chair. "Well, that's it for my story. I hope you all enjoyed it." She said with a smile on her face. "There might be some other stories to tell from my past, but for now. We're done. Goodbye everyone, hope to see you again!" She waved to you, yes you, the reader.

"And, cut." An offscreen cameraman said.

Beatrice then slumped in her chair from exhaustion. "I need a vacation... a long one." She said in resignation.


Authors Note: Well this is a first... a series that I actually finish. Normally I'd just leave the fics hanging and never actually finish them.

Anyway, this is the last chapter of the main  Phineas and Ferb: The Adventures of Beatrice Flynn the Robot Girl  series. But keep an eye out, as I do have some ideas for some offshoot content covering Beatrice's backstory. But I don't plan to cover that any time soon.

As ever, Beatrice Flynn belongs to SketcherIda of deviant art, and not me. Phineas and Ferb belong to their respective owners. All OC's that originate within this fanfic belong to me. Any characters from other properties belong to their respective owners.



Rise of the Silver Automaton: Unabridged

It was midnight in Danville when the shots rang out, as four robbers fled from a bank with millions of dollars. Followed by the DPD chasing after them, unaware to anyone, a figure on top of a skyscraper was watching.

Eventually, the police cruiser that was pursuing the robbers hit a street lamp. "YES!" One of the robbers shouted in triumph. "It's smooth sailing from here on out! Then, we'll go straight to Tahiti!"

This joy was short-lived as unexpectedly the car lifted off the ground. "Uh... guys? Refresh my memory." The women in the group said. "Is this a flying car?"

"No, no it is not." The driver said, the car was then tilted over and shook, causing the four of them to fall out of the car. They then saw the car put down by a figure that looked to be a five-foot ten-inches tall teenage girl with waist-length blue hair, sweatpants and sweatshirt, and blazing red eyes.

"So here is what I'm going to do." The figure said with a menacing robotic voice. "You will return the money you stole. Or I'll give you a one way trip to the emergency room. You have twenty seconds to give your answer." The figure said as its hands turned into weapons. The robbers looked at each other, and then put their arms up. "Excellent choice."

After the affair had been wrapped up. The feminine teenager went home and snuck in... only for the light to go on. "Beatrice Flynn... what are you doing up so late?" Said Isabella, Beatrice's mother.

"Uh..." Beatrice said, trying to think of an excuse. "I... was working late-"

"Bea... you know how I feel when you lie to me," Isabella said in disappointment.

"...fine, I was out late fighting crime," Beatrice admitted. "I went out, and foiled some bank robbers, are you happy?"

"That you told the truth, yes," Isabella said. "That you've been putting yourself at risk like this. I'm livid." She said frankly.

"Mom, I'm pretty sure we had this exact same discussion when I joined the Young Superhero Initiative," Beatrice said. "I can't get into the school system because I'm not old enough, and I can't just sit on my hands when I have so many abilities." She said in exasperation. "And I have the power to help people! And besides, it was just some low-level criminals, hardly anything worth being concerned about. I literally held there escape car over my head and shook them out like... the only analogy I can think of is eggs even though it doesn't make all that much sense."

"Bea... just calm down. I know you don't want to be stuck around the house. But these late-night excursions to fight crime can't be good for you." Isabella said sympathetically. "I mean with your part-time jobs you need the rest... even if you are a robot who can just recharge."

"I'm very much aware I'm a robot mother," Beatrice said with a livid look in her eyes. "And besides, I quit my job at the department store."

"What happened this time?" Isabella asked.

"You know my job was to be a clothing store mannequin... and I was barely paid anything to spend several hours in a display window!" Beatrice said. "Also... how long have YOU been up?"

"I heard Bethany on the baby monitor, and when you didn't respond I got up and took care of her... and then looked in the basement and found you conspicuously absent," Isabella said.

"I assumed you'd both be asleep... speaking of which, where is dad?" Beatrice asked.

"He wore himself out on his latest big idea with your Step-Uncle Ferb. So he's basically comatose." Isabella said.

"You'd think they'd do more with there combined intellects then create wonderous creations just to see if it can be done purely for fun's sake," Beatrice grumbled. "I'll be going to bed now. At the very least I won't look forward to a condescending boss whose paying me less than legal minimum wage." She grumbled as she into the basement lab that was her bedroom.

"We are going to talk about this in the morning Bea," Isabella said, she then sighed to herself. "Poor kid... I wish I knew how to help her."

Unknown to anyone, a ship was hanging in orbit of Earth. Onboard were aliens that resembled monkeys. "Are we ready to begin the occupation?" One of the monkey's, clad in blue and white armor said.

"Well Prince Vo-Kaa, we can begin deploying the Cya-Naa." A completely bald monkey said.

"So why are we here again cousin Vo-Kaa?" An orange-clad monkey asked.

"For the last time, oh Crown-Prince G'reet." Vo-Kaa said in exasperation as he furrowed his brow. "When the designated heir of the High King of the Sym'ians comes of age. They must conquer an inhabited and primitive planet, and establish there own petty kingdom to prove there worth." He explained. "And we're here, because word on the inter-stellar grapevine the inhabitants of this planet, Earth. Are not only pre-FTL, but they have yet to properly unite! So this world should be easy for you to rule."

"Aw... but I want to earn it!" G'reet complained. "I want a real challenge! Why couldn't we go to that other planet! You know the one... everyone's really cute and only say 'meap'." He said in disappointment.

"First, that planet, except for a few acres. Is colored completely pastels, and you know that I have a severe allergy to that much pastels. Second, the Meapians, despite there cute demeanor. Not only have an advanced standing army, but they can shoot lasers from there mouths! And, oh yeah. Their members of the Galactic Council, so if we go there, we risk interstellar war. Or are you seriously telling me you forgot about the Sym'ian-Fellowship War?" Vo-Kaa ranted in exasperation. "And thirdly, this a planet that not even you could screw up running... with my help of course."

"Right... you think, I do the fighting," G'reet said. "I just really hope these... Huu-Mans?"

"Humans sire." The bald Sym'ian corrected.

"Thank you Nallirk. I just hope these Human's can put up some kind of fight!" G'reet said.

"Well if nothing else, they'll have good food," Vo-Kaa said. "Not even joking, the legends about what these hairless apes can do with meat... it boggles the mind."


Several days later, lizard-like aliens appeared in cities across the world. Overwhelming local defenders, and occupying Earth. Declaring that they would be a vassal state of the Star Kingdom of Sym.

Most of the world surrendered rather than risk the wrath of there new overlords. Well... aside from a small city of no major significance, by the name of Danville. When reports reached the young Crown-Princes ears of powerfull warriors that repelled there cloned Cya-Naa soldiers. G'reet could not resist the urge to go to this city and face these warriors.

So when G'reet took his coterie and a shuttle to Danville. He was rather disappointed to learn that, rather than any sort of psionic powers or natural superior strength. It was two men in high tech combat suits. "Aw... the closest thing to a fair fight is with cowards in fancy suits," G'reet said in dismay when he saw Phineas and Ferb in their respective Beak suits. Based off of an already fairly advanced suit design the two developed when they were children, to survive an overly dangerous skate park they made.

"Yes... we're the cowards," Ferb said sardonically to the alien invaders. "Definitely not the advanced aliens who invaded our planet without provocation."

"Yeah! Now either get off our planet, or we're going to hand you your tails on a platter!" Phineas said defiantly. This defiance was short-lived as G'reet quickly used his psionic abilities to throw the two into a wall, disabling their suits.

"Wow... I was honestly hoping you'd give me a proper fight." G'reet said in disappointment as the Flynn-Fletcher brothers struggled to get themselves out of there damaged suits. "Yama-Chak... just put them out of there misery."

The scar-faced Sym'ian in question readied to finish them off. "NO!" Beatrice screamed as she dived onto the alien monkey.

"Bea! Get out of here!" Phineas pleaded. "These Sym'ians are more dangerous then we thought!"

"I'm not leaving you two high and dry!" Beatrice said. "You meatbags want a fight?" She said as she literally curb-stomped Yama-Chak. As in she stomped on him on a curb. "I'll give you a fight!" She said as she changed her arms into weapons, fired lasers and missiles at G'reet and his coterie.

The ensuing fight was intense. But Beatrice managed to defeat everyone except for G'reet and Vo-Kaa. Then, catching her off-guard. The two alien princes started bombarding Beatrice with there psionic powers.

Phineas and Ferb finally got out of there suits. "BEATRICE!" Phineas said in terror, as he saw as Beatrice screamed in agony as her bio-synthetic skin and her muscles were slowly peeling away as a result of the alien prince's psionic powers.

Then without warning a bright light and a bang went off. When Phineas and Ferb regained their vision, they were in the sewer with a familiar teal-colored platypus, except he was wearing a fedora.


Eventually, Beatrice regained consciousness. Finding herself in a virtual reality. "Where?... where am I?" She said to herself. "The last thing I remember was fighting those alien... monkeys. Oh no... I'm dead, aren't I?"

"Beatrice! Thank goodness you survived!" Her father said in relief.

"Dad... what happened, where are we?" Beatrice asked.

"Well to make a long story short. We were saved by... and I'm still trying to wrap my head around this. Perry!" Phineas said in disbelief.

"What?... but he's a platypus, they don't do much." Beatrice pointed out.

"Well, apparently Perry is an exception that proves the rule. Anyway, he's also a secret agent, apparently since we adopted him fifteen years ago." Phineas said. "And he used some kind of flash-bang grenade to evacuate us into the sewer and guided us here to the headquarters of O.W.C.A. The Organization Without a Cool Acronym. The people that he works for."

Beatrice was perplexed. "Okay... where specifically am I?"

"Well... your inside of the O.W.C.A. Supercomputer," Phineas said nervously.

"And why am I inside of a computer?" Beatrice asked with arms crossed.

"Well..." Phineas said anxiously. "Your body was severely damaged by the Sym'ian princes, and... look. I'll show you what status it's in... but it's not pretty." He then went off and returned with a what remained of Beatrice's body.

Beatrice screamed in shock. "Is... is that me?!" She said, looking in horror at the charred skeleton.

"Yeah... this was apparently all that was left from there psionic attacks," Phineas said, just as horrified by his daughter's skeleton. "To make matters worse, all of its components were burnt out. So I can't reupload you back into it... frankly, I'm amazed that your black box survived." Phineas said. "Thankfully, it lasted long enough for me to upload you into the computer."

Beatrice fell onto her knee's and wailed loudly in despair. "One Quantum Android Forge!" Isabella said as she wheeled in a cart with the Quantum Android Forge on it. The same device that Phineas created to create Beatrice in the first place. "I'm just so glad those Sym'ian's aren't-... wow that's creepy."

"Beatrice... calm down. I can create a new body for you. I kept your initial design on the QAF, and with Ferb here. We can get you out of the physical world and we can get to driving off the Sym'ian's." Phineas said.

"Dad... I wasn't strong enough." Beatrice chocked. "I'm the most advanced robot ever made... and I still couldn't defeat them." She lamented. "Even with the ability to create any weapon, I could imagine... I was beaten within an inch of my life, by a pair of alien monkey's with psychic powers."

"You know... Ferb and I could whip something up that could help you against the Sym'ian Princes." Phineas mused.


"You know Ferb, I really miss when we got the materials we needed almost instantaneously," Phineas said as he worked with Ferb on a large and imposing suit of silver-colored armor. "But thanks to the Sym'ian occupation. It's taken two months to acquire military-grade materials."

"Not to mention all the work we made on Beatrice's new body," Ferb said. "And she still hasn't uploaded herself into it." He said in disappointment at the inert robot body.

"Well after effectively being killed by G'reet and Vo-Kaa, the whole experience has really shaken her up," Phineas noted. "It's a good thing we got Dr. Metro here to provide therapy."

Then unexpectedly, the Beatrice body awoke. "I am... reborn. I will feast on their entrails... and devour their souls!" Beatrice said with her eyes glowing red.

"You... are talking about the Sym'ians and there Cya-Naa slave soldiers?" Ferb asked in concern.

"Ferb," Phineas said harshly to his step-brother.

"No, I'm focused on destroying the alien threat... also thanks for clothing this body. I'd have a heck of a conniption if I returned to the real world naked." Beatrice said. "That... and it never dawned on me how annoying Dr. Metro's monotone voice could get."

"So you're ready to take on the Sym'ians?" Phineas asked. "Ferb and I have been working on this power armor, just for you to use against them."

"I got the idea for its external design from a science fiction miniature wargame series," Ferb said.

"So this should protect me from there psionic powers?" Beatrice asked with trepidation.

"And it should also give you the edge to drive them off," Phineas said. "See, thank's to your AI companion Cricket. We've hacked into the Sym'ians computers, and through that. We were able to learn of a way that we can drive them off Earth without too much risk of life, and keep either prince from ever returning." He said as he opened up the armor, and helped his daughter get inside.

"And why would we let any of them leave alive?" Beatrice asked.

"I'll explain later, for now just familiarize yourself with the suits systems," Phineas reassured as the armor sealed itself up.

"I will trust you, dad," Beatrice said, the armor distorting her voice. "Wow, and I thought my existing combat mode made my voice deep. This is something else."


A month later, Beatrice in her new armor had begun her one-person war against the Sym'ian occupation.

Eventually, this did catch the attention of Prince Vo-Kaa, who explained the matter with his cousin the Crown Prince G'reet... for several days. "HOORAY! I finally get a good fight!" G'reet said excitedly.

"Good enough... it gets boring watching you eat a Void Kraken's weight in hamburgers, steak, ribs, buffalo wings, chicken wings." Vo-Kaa listed as their shuttle went to the armored Beatrice's location. When the shuttle landed on the outskirts of Danville, they found a seven-foot-tall silver giant. "You! Are you the ones the Human's are calling the 'Silver Automaton'?"

"Yes, I am the Silver Automaton. You critically damaged my creator's most prized robotic lifeform, prepare to die." Beatrice said as she readied her weapons.

"And you're the Challenger? If you win we leave, and if we win you will directly serve the Crown Prince?" Vo-Kaa asked.

"That is my understanding of the agreement," Beatrice answered

"Awesome! I'm going to deck you in the schnoz!" G'reet said excitedly as he quickly closed the distance... and was punched out of the air. "I didn't say it would happen right away!"

"It will not happen either way. I was designed for the specific purpose of dealing with Sym'ian's of your strength threshold." Beatrice said. "But more importantly... I exist to avenge every wrong you misbegotten brats have committed against the Human race. From the great atrocities and slaughters you personally committed across the globe, to killing restaurant staff just for refusing you monkey's free food."

"Technically only I killed them," Vo-Kaa said dismissively. "But let me ask you something... can you feel fear machine?"

"Can you? Now fight me or be silent!" And the fight between the two Sym'ian's and Beatrice began in earnest. It lasted for hours as they traded blows, G'reet and Vo-Kaa using the full extent of there psionic power. This proved only enough to scratch the armors paint. While Beatrice used the enhancements the armor provided to fight the Sym'ian princes with increasingly deadly weapons.

By sunset, both princes were exhausted and seriously wounded. While Beatrice, clad in her Silver Automaton armor was still standing strong. "Okay... we're exhausted, and we're in no shape to keep fighting," Vo-Kaa admitted in exhaustion as he attempted to hold up his cousin. "We... await your judgment."

Beatrice then pulled out a glaive that sparked with electricity. "You won't live to see tomorrow." She said menacingly as she readied a killing blow. Then right as the glaive's blade was inches away from the alien monkey's. The armor froze. "Uh... dad? The armor's not responding, all I've got right now is deploying the holo-drones." She said, thankfully this unexpected turn of events left her voice modulator muted and kept the Sym'ians from discovering the truth.

"That's the idea. Now deploy the holo-drones... Ferb and I want a word with the Princes." Phineas said, Beatrice obeyed and deployed two small orbs that projected holograms of her father and step-uncle.

"Hey... your those suited guys from when we arrived," G'reet said groggily from pain.

"Yes... and the creators of the Silver Automaton," Ferb said.

"See, since you invaded, and mortally wounded my daughter. Ferb and I have been working on a plan to not only drive you off of Earth. But to keep you from ever coming back." Phineas said.

"And what... what can a primitive naked ape like you. Could you possibly do to make that happen?" Vo-Kaa said.

"We have friends in the galaxy... some of whom have some pull with the Galactic Council," Ferb said.

"Excuse you?" Vo-Kaa said in disbelief.

"It's rather long and complicated. But in short, we hacked into your ship's computer, did extensive research on your species culture... and on certain policy's that would work in our favor." Phineas explained.

"Hey!... that's... that's cheating!" G'reet said indignantly.

"So's using advanced psychic powers and armies of lizard creatures to conquer a comparatively primitive planet... didn't stop any of you poo-flinging wankers now did it?" Ferb said, seething with rage.

"Point is, you've broken a lot of the Galactic Council's rules. That and I doubt that the High King of Sym would take kindly to his close relatives losing to a mere robot... and with the Galactic Council aware of your, frankly absurd crimes against humanity. He'll have no choice but to side with any judgment's they make. And who do you think he'd blame for his troubles?" Phineas said with an uncharacteristic coldness.

"But... why?" Vo-Kaa asked in disbelief.

"At this point, it'd be easier to ask 'why not'? But after everything you and your people have done to our homeworld... I want you to live with the shame of failing to prove your manhood. That you were beaten back, not by legions of armies. But by two men, willing to go the distance to protect their world and everything they love." Phineas explained.

"To paraphrase Isoroku Yamamoto from the movie Tora! Tora! Tora!. All you have done is awaken a sleeping giant and filled it with a terrible resolve." Ferb said, also uncharacteristically cold.

"This is what we Humans call a 'cruel mercy'... we're sparring you only to make you suffer further," Phineas said. "And don't forget... don't mess with Earth... or the Flynn-Fletcher family."


A year later, after the Sym'ian defeat. Beatrice was lounging on the back porch in a swimsuit and drinking an ice tea. Humming to herself as she tanned herself... it did nothing to change the coloration of her metal-colored skin in the least. But she enjoyed the sensation of the sun all the same.

"Bea! It's come in!" Her mother said Beatrice wasted no time in seeing what the big deal was. "The first comic books of the Silver Automaton have arrived!" She said as she gave a copy to Beatrice.

Beatrice looked through the comic... and was unimpressed. "Most of this didn't happen. I mean the Silver Automaton was my HUMAN brain put into a robotic shell, and it wasn't just G'reet and Vo-Kaa that trashed so much of the Earth. And the Cya-Naa's were present throughout the entire Occupation, not just for the climactic battle, they weren't even at the-"

"Beatrice, it's a comic book." Isabella interrupted. "They had to condense something to fit the story into one book. And besides, most of this is misinformation your father gave to the publisher to keep your identity a secret."

"Fair enough... the art's palatable at least," Beatrice said. "And if it means I can at least keep a private life, then I suppose it's worth the secrecy." She agreed. "I just hope that when they get to my dismantling of L. O. V. E. M. U. F. F. I. N. they'll treat it with some kind of respect." Then Perry the Platypus arrived. "Oh, there you are Perry. How's retirement treating my favorite semi-aquatic mammal?"

"I'm the only semi-aquatic mammal you know personally," Perry said. "I'm just glad that Phineas and Ferb gave your new body the ability to translate animal noises into speech. Like that Animal Translator, they made when they were kids."

"And you're terrible at exposition," Isabella said.

"Sorry... I'm just so used to Heinz talking." Perry apologized. "On the subject at hand, did a box come for me?" Perry asked.

"Yeah, the first issue of your secret agent comic came in," Isabella said as she gave a box to Perry.

He wasted no time in opening it and finding the comic. "Why am I colored brown?!" Perry said indignantly as he looked at the cover.

"So you WANT to chance nerds coming around to invade your personal space?" Beatrice said sardonically. "Because I already had this same sort of conversation with mom."

"Fair enough." Perry conceded.

"Why are you teal anyway?" Beatrice asked.

"I'm part of an extremely rare subspecies of u platypus," Perry explained. "But that's a long story there, and I just want to enjoy my retirement with my favorite... well I like you more then Bethany if I'm completely honest. Your hands aren't sticky when you pet me." He said as Beatrice took him up and went to the back porch. They then spent the rest of the day reading their respective debut comics.

"It's kind of annoying that they got my dad's head wrong," Beatrice noted.

"Agreed, I mean I could get triangle right! His head isn't a pyramid for crying out loud!" Perry complained.

L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N.'s going Down!

In the direct aftermath of the Sym'ian occupation of Earth. The alien monkeys were forced to give all of there civilizations technology, and the genome of there Cya-Naa slaves to humanity as reparations for the damages they caused to Earth and it's people.

Phineas, with the help of his step-brother Ferb, and Heinz Doofenshmirtz officially going by the name 'Professor Time' now. Used the Sym'ian technology to start up a technology firm, setting out to fix the mess the Sym'ians left of there homeworld.

One day, Beatrice. Phineas's robot daughter entered the main PFD Technologies laboratory. "Dad! Have you heard?"

"Heard what Bea?" Phineas asked.

"In a word, THIS!" Beatrice said as she displayed a hologram. "Some mad scientists got there hands on some of the Sym'ian tech!" The hologram showed the mad scientist community of Danville developing Sym'ian like machines and devices.

"Oh boy... I did not think of that one." Heinz said sheepishly.

"Great Uncle Heinz, you know these people?" Beatrice asked.

"Not all of them, but I recognize a few of them," Heinz said. "They're all members of L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N."

"That's disgusting!" Beatrice said flabergasted.

"What? It's an anagram for. League Of Villainous Evildoers Maniacally United For Frightening Investments in Naughtiness. It's just a league of evil scientists that menace the Tri-State Area... except for those few times were Rodney wanted to take over the world. Using MY -Inators to do it, and taking all the credit for MY work." Heinz explained at length.

"So... you don't know what... forget about it," Beatrice said. "My point is, I've tapped into hidden cameras around the Tri-State Area, and beyond! And these weirdo's are building doomsday devices with Sym'ian tech!"

"And OWCA isn't doing anything?" Phineas said. "I'm hoping there's a good reason for that."

"Unfortunately, we don't have the time to help," Ferb said.

Then without warning, Norm the Robot Man crashed through a wall. "Dr. D! I found that paper towel you wanted." He said in his normal chipper tone as he held aloft a single paper towel.

"It's too late for that Norm. The coffee stain set in." Heinz said in resignation. "Guys, our next big project is going to be upgrading Norm."

"I've been saying that since I saw Norm's schematics," Ferb said to himself.

"Look, what I'm getting at dad. Is that I want to deal with these cretins!" Beatrice said as she enlarged the holographic feeds.

"Wait, Beatrice. Why are you showing imagery of Rodney modifying my girlfriend Chloe?" Norm asked.

Beatrice looked at what her robotic uncle was talking about. "Uh... that's probably because that's what's happening. He's modifying her for some sort of evil scheme for, at most world domination." She said frankly.

Then a tear formed in one of his eyes. "No! Not Chloe! She is an innocent metallic flower! Forbidding her from seeing me is one thing! But Aloyse Everheart Elizabeth Otto Wolfgang Hypatia Gunther Galen Gary Cooper von Roddenstein has crossed the line for me!" He said angrily, while his chipper tone didn't change in the least. "L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N. must be destroyed! For good!"

"All in favor of the two robots taking out... L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N." Beatrice cringed. "Say aye!"

"Aye! I never liked Rodney, even before that whole thing around my Shift-The-Earth's-Position-Further-Away-From-The-Sun-Inator." Heinz said.

"I'll defer to my father-in-law on this matter. Aye." Ferb said.

Phineas looked unnerved. "Uh... Bea. After what happened to you when the Sym'ian's destroyed your original b