Authors Note: Wassup? And how's this story? Still going strong?
~Natty
1st Dimension. (DEI)
"You know…" Vanessa-2 started. "Maybe we aren't so much alike after all…"
Vanessa-1 rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Yeah? What was your first clue?"
*A familiar tune started to play and the teens started their duet.*
Vanessa-2: Hmm…I really thought I'd be taller…
Both Doof's echoing: (I've been told I slouch…)
Vanessa-1 (glaring) : I don't wear high heels…
(I've fouuund a brand new best friend…and it's me!)
Vanessa-2: I thought my looks could kill…
*record scratches and music halts*
Vanessa-1: "Fashion jokes huh?"
Vanessa-2: "I've got plenty."
(I thought I'd have both my eyes, you know…)
Vanessa-1 (smirks): "Very well" *music starts again and she continues to sing* Does your dad annoy you?
(It's in this pouch.)
Vanessa-2: Pfft! Who doesn't he?
(Ouch!)
Vanessa-1: At least my dad's not crazy…
(Ooo-wee-ooo!)
Vanessa-2: You should talk! …I hear he speaks whale!
(I've fooooound a brand new best friend and it's me!)
Vanessa-1: Yours..has a tail!
(I've fooooound a brand new best friend and it's me!)
Vanessa-2: My father's a dic-ta-tor…
Vanessa-1: He doesn't rule…
Vanessa-2: At least mine is smarter…than a pool!
(Ouch!)
Vanessa-1: Now I all know all about you….
Vanessa-2: And you know all about me…
(Ooo-wee-ooo…)
Vanessa-1: And now before me I see…
Vanessa-2: …Someone I don't agree!
Vanessa-1: Youuuuuu can't be me!
(I've foooooound a brand new best friend and its me!)
Vanessa-2: Youuuuuu can't be me!
(I've foooooound a brand new best friend and it's me!)
Vanessa-1: You are nothing liiiiiiike me…!
(Now that I've found youuuuuu….)
Vanessa-2: You're nothing liiiiiike me..!
(We can be a duooooo!)
Vanessa-1: You're right!
(Twice the evil…!)
Vanessa-1 & Vanessa-2: You can't be Vanessa-
(-Doofenshmirtz!)
Vanessa-1: Get out of my house this Friiiiiday!
*Music stops.*
Vanessa-2 blinked. "It's Monday…"
"Oh, you know what I meant!"
2nd Dimension.
"Are you okay?"
Alt Doof turned his head from the dresser drawer he was packing his clothes into, to Doof who was laying on the bottom bunk of the bed in their temporary room. He continued folding the black fabric into a neat square.
And Doof wondered how he could do that so perfectly without looking. Honestly, he didn't really know how to fold properly. Charlene always did laundry when they were together. And he went a while without folding before he got Norm who now did everything for him. Including cook…stupid crunchy eggs…. "Can you teach me how to do that?"
Alt Doof stared at him still, for a few long seconds before turning back to his folding. "Stop asking me idiotic questions…"
Doofenshmirtz was sick of his counterpart's attitude. Ever since the other him got back from that stupid checkup thing with Rodney. He didn't understand why his counterpart was in such a pissy mood. It was so annoyi-
"Why did you have to follow me here? Huh idiot? You're too stupid to even comprehend what you did and accomplished by hopelessly following me here!"
"I was worried about you, you stupid jerk!" The scientist snapped back, glaring at the dictator's back. "I had no idea what you were doing, you just started running away like a psychopath! You just killed someone, and I know what that kind of stress that can put on someone! I've seen CSI! You could have been running to do who knows what!"
"What could I have done?! He had a gun in the same room as my kids! What was I supposed to do?!"
Doof sat up from the twin sized bed that was too small for him. It would probably cause some issues later, but there were more pressing matters right now to be dealt with. "That's not what I meant, other me…"
"Then what?" Alt Doof asked, stopping his folding and now just staring into the drawer.
"You could have ran off and committed suicide or-"
"…You think I'd try to end my own life?"
"Maybe…I don't know…"
Alt Doof gave a small pity laugh, but all Doof heard was a snort, and he glared, thinking his counterpart was just being mean again.
The dictator laughed louder. "You….actually thought that I would try to kill myself?"
"I guess…"
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…!"
"What?!" Doofenshmirtz cried, irritated. "What's so funny?"
Alt Doof turned around, still laughing full force. It didn't seem like he was able to stop.
Doof was sick of this altogether, he was seriously getting angry now. The laughter in his ears morphed into demonic laughter. The devil was in his head as he felt his blood boil at high temperatures and then explode violently. "SHUT UP!"
Alt Doof heard the scientist cry before hands clasped shut around his throat and his body was slammed into the dresser, his head being pressed against the surface of it. The impact from the wood along with the feeling of his spine bending backwards without his will, caused him minor pain. He didn't scream, he was mostly just surprised. The dictator stared into Doof's eyes, and for a change he saw something that was never there, at least, he had never seen it there before. There was annoyance. Alt Doof had never seen the scientist annoyed with him, he usually saw it the other way around. His counterpart annoyed HIM. That's the way it always went, as far as he was concerned. The second emotion he saw in both eyes was detestation, hatred and he wouldn't expect such strong hatred from the scientist, especially not to be directed so much at him.
He coughed, the fingers started to squeeze his throat slowly, and he whimpered. The dictator didn't try to get away, instead he chose to think. He was being suffocated slowly, the most painful way, but it didn't hurt him right now. Or maybe it did hurt him and he wasn't paying attention to it. He just kept thinking.
Doofenshmirtz glared hard, and then, it all went away. His burning indifference, his fed up annoyance, all disappeared. He realized what he was doing and the force no longer controlled him. He let go of his counterpart where the other him fell to the floor coughing hard. The scientist stared at his shaking hands, the ones that almost took a life and he hated himself for thinking of what would have happened if he didn't stop. "O-Other me I- I don't- I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me and I just couldn't- …c-couldn't…-"
"It's okay…" Alt Doof wheezed, shakily reaching into his pocket to take out an inhaler.
"You have asthma?!" Doofenshmirtz freaked out "That makes what I did even worse!"
"…Wasn't…" Alt Doof took a puff from his inhaler. "…your fault…"
"I almost choked you to death! How am I not at fault here?! You being annoying doesn't give me the excuse to murder you!"
"But I think I know someone with a pretty good excuse…" Alt Doof mumbled.
"What?"
"Come with me!" Alt Doof commanded and before Doof knew it he was being dragged by his arm down the hallways.
1st Dimension.
"Are you sure?" Phineas whispered.
Ferb nodded.
"And you really think that's what it is?"
Ferb narrowed his eyes at his step brother's unending disbelief. They'd all be dead by the time Phineas stopped asking his senseless questions! But he nodded politely anyway.
Phineas blinked, still thinking this over for a few long seconds. "…..And you're sure about this?"
"Ugh! Just come on!" Ferb growled and grabbed Phineas' hand, dragging him out of the kitchen to the couch where they left Platyborg.
Phineas rubbed his arm when it was let free, and stared at it. There weren't any marks, but it still hurt pretty dang much. He couldn't let it go. "That really hurt Ferb…"
Ferb sighed and was about to apologize, but the cyborg beat him to it.
"I'm sorry you guys." Platyborg apologized. "I'm really sorry for a lot. I'm sorry for listening to what my boss-"
"Ahem!" Ferb interrupted.
And Platyborg caught on "-to what RODNEY told me to do. I was just scared. And I'd never want to hurt Doof. Ever. He loves me and he would be really upset if he found out what I've been doing behind his back…."
"It's alright Platyborg. You were just pressured and confused, that's all…" Phineas said.
Platyborg nodded and turned his head from the red haired boy, his gaze now directed to Ferb. "Hey green haired dude?"
Ferb sighed. "You don't know my name, do you?"
"Not a clue in hell what it is." Platyborg admitted. "But I wanted to say sorry anyway for stuff last night."
"Stuff?" Ferb questioned, giving a 'really' look. He noted that the cyborg didn't really look that convincing.
"Yeah." Platyborg's eye narrowed. "Stuff…"
"Close enough." Phineas shrugged and went right into it. "So what's that timer thing on your throat?"
Platyborg stiffened, and backed away, clutching the metal collar around his neck.
Ferb face palmed at Phineas, before slowly stepping towards the now defensive cyborg with his hands faced flat in a sign of peace between them.
Phineas did the same, trying to calm the thing. "Platyborg…come on buddy, let me see that thingy on your throat."
Platyborg was growling at them as they stepped closer, backing away and his eye was turning soulless. "Don't…touch it…" He snarled, losing control of his thoughts. Now all he saw was death, death for these two boys, and he deployed his blaster.
2nd Dimension.
"What the hell did you do to him, asshole?"
"Excuse me?"
"I KNOW you had something to do with this."
"I do not know what you are referring to, Doofenshmirtz."
Doof watched the other him and this dimension's Rodney go back and forth. It reminded him of when his counterpart concluded instantly that he had something to do with their changing bodies, and his counterpart was right. He knew the dictator was smart, very smart. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that the man wasn't intelligent. So he was sure that whatever the other him was accusing of, he was right. So he just watched with a smug smile. His counterpart was smart, no way he could be taken down by anything…
Alt Doof didn't let up, no matter how many times Rodney warned and threatened him to stand down. He didn't follow orders from this man, and he didn't have to listen to anything. Rodney shot the scientist with the temporary Evil-inator. It was temporary because it only lasted for a set amount of time, and the time that was set would have been just enough to kill him, if Doof hadn't stopped. "Why'd he try to kill me then? Huh?"
"I am not responsible for your twin's actions." Rodney shrugged.
"He isn't my-" Alt Doof stopped mid-sentence. A machine started beeping somewhere and it totally threw off his train of thought. …Where the heck was that annoying sound coming from? He turned to Doof who shrugged, saying he didn't know, so the dictator kept looking around the room. "…What is that?"
"Oh, that's nothing. Just an…intruder or something on the premises…" Rodney turned suddenly. "Orville! Go take care of that immediately!"
The little boy blinked and went to follow on with his father's wishes, going towards a nearby door.
Alt Doof went quickly after him and Orville blocked the door. The dictator glared at the small boy. "Move it, demon pawn!"
Doofenshmirtz coughed to get his counterpart's attention, giving him this scolding look.
Alt Doof rolled his eye and faked a sincere smile, although it just looked like he was in pain. He cooed through his teeth, feeling completely disgusted at talking nice to the little 'thing'. "Hey little guy…do you remember me?"
Orville nodded.
"Well…I'd like you to move out of the way…right now. Could you do that for me you little freak? I-I mean…Orville…" Alt Doof urged.
Doof rolled both of his eyes. Well, at least his counterpart was at least capable of TRYING to be nice…
Orville again shook his head no at the dictator.
Alt Doof groaned and shoved the little brat out of the way, gripping the doorknob.
"Ah, I wouldn't go in there if I were you Heinz…" Rodney warned him.
"You aren't me." Alt Doof said back and opened the door. He ran in and almost immediately froze. He stared at all of the pictures on the walls in awe, and didn't break contact with what he was seeing, him being in complete, and utter shock and appalled .
"Other me?" Doof called and went in the room after his counterpart, wondering why the dictator was so silent all of a sudden, that is, until he caught sight of the walls. Rodney followed them both into the room and so did Orville.
"I warned you." Rodney said.
Doofenshmirtz noticed that the other him still didn't respond, and he didn't blame him. The walls were all filled with pictures of Platyborg.