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"Wheeeee!"

In one of Lowee's grocery marts, Nooks Goods, were the twin terrors of Lowee.

"Wooohooo!"

They had traveled to one of Lowee's local grocery marts with Mina to buy some food.

"Wahooooo!"

Needless to say, the two had begun to cause some trouble in the store as they were racing each other in shopping carts.

"Wahahahaha!"

"Ram, look out!"

CRASH!

And making a huge mess. The two had drove straight into the soda isle and had knocked several cans and packs of soda off the shelves, coating the isle and themselves in caffeinated syrup.

"Eeeew," Rom whined as she sat up from the crash, shaking her soda covered arms. Ram was busy licking herself clean.

"Hey Rom! My hand tastes like Nepsi!"

"Dear children, please do be more careful," a wise sounding voice said to the two. Rom and Ram looked up to see the white coated, gear hatted and mole cheeked MAGES., who held a shopping basket in one arm. "You could disrupt my search for Doc P."

"Oh! Have you found any?" Ram asks as she licks herself like a cat.

"Not yet I'm afraid," the mad magician responded flatly. "It appears that the Organization has taken all of the Doc P in this dimension as well."

"Hey miss MAGES.," Rom speaks up. "What exactly does this 'organization' do exactly?"

"Yeah, you never told us that," Ram said as she sucked on her dress.

"Like, why do they want Doc P anyways?"

"Are they using it for something?"

"Is it just their favorite drink?"

MAGES. looked down at the two soda covered, question asking twins. "Unfortunately I do not know. The Organization has kept its tracks clean, and I have no idea why they desire my favorite beverage." MAGES. thought that was a good enough answer for the two sticky twins.

"Lame." Apparently it wasn't, according to Ram's response. "That explanation stinks!"

"Y… Yeah," Rom mumbled, agreeing with her sister.

"You know what?" Ram said as she stood up, her boots making a squishing sound with each step she took. "Why don't we make a story why this organization want's this dumb soda?"

"Yeah Ram," Rom said as she also stood up. "Also, who do you think would be in charge of it?"

"Ooh! That's a good idea! And what if MAGES. actually found them?"

"I fear that you two are going to go off on some kind of tangent," MAGES. responded as she tried to ignore the two and grab a drink to satiate her carbonated quest.

"Oh you bet we are!" Ram cheered as she grabbed MAGES. by her hand.

What if MAGES. found the Organization?

~Doc P, Doc P, Give Me the News~

Fifty dimensions. Fifty dimensions she had travelled to, and fifty of them didn't have any Doc P. Her favorite drink in the entire multiverse was nowhere to be found. But she knew. The mad magician MAGES knew who took them. The Organization.

No one knows who or what the Organization is. Only that they have been stealing all forms of Doc P from every dimension. Doc P, Duck P, Doc P Cherry, all were taken by them. And MAGES. was the only one to know of their existence. She had been called mad, insane, and foolish for trying to find a soda brand that everyone said never existed, but it had all lead up to this.

She had finally found the Organization's location. It was all thanks to an address card that one of their lackeys had dropped during one of her searches for the formidable group. She had expected their center of operations to be in a volcano, or an underwater base. She did not expect it to be in a large white research building in Leanbox. MAGES. assumed that the Organization decided to hide out in the open to avoid suspicion. That was a clever way to avoid admitting that she never noticed the building despite being in Leanbox several times to visit her sister/cousin.

Shaking off that feeling of failure, MAGES. looks up at the white building, thinking of a way to enter the building without arousing suspicion.

"Maybe I can create a crater sized hole as an entrance…"

She wasn't doing that good of a job. After several failed ideas, MAGES. decided that the best way to enter the building without being detected was the back door. It was fortunately unlocked.

"Heh. For a secret organization, they don't do a good job with their security."

MAGES. soon found herself in a locker room that was lined with silver lockers. She guessed that this is where Organization workers left their stuff. As she examined the lockers, she discovered that one of them was unlocked. Swinging it open, she found a large white lab coat and a sanitation mask. Just what she needed for a disguise!

"How convenient. Almost too convenient."

MAGES. wondered if this was a setup, as if the Organization had anticipated her arrival. Was she walking into a trap?

She decided to take the risk. If she did end up in a trap, she would be able to use her magic to aid in her escape. No one was as skilled with magic as her! Putting on the white lab coat, the white mouth cover mask over her mouth and mole, and placing her hat and staff in her inventory, MAGES. was ready for anything!

MAGES. made her way deeper into the facility, walking through white painted hallways. The halls were empty and were surprisingly well kept. Not a speck of dust was anywhere.

"Hmm. Either the Organization has a big cleaning budget, or they use magic to clean. Either way, I must be careful."

After making her way through more hallways, and slipping a few times due to how well waxed they were, MAGES. found a research lab. There were tables and desked strewn about the large cafeteria sized room, each having a project being worked on by different groups. MAGES. couldn't make out what projects each group was working on, but she did notice something odd with all of the workers. They all had the same hair color.

Short, tall, busty, flat, long hair, short hair, curly or straight, each worker had the same hair color. Blue. Are they all clones? Relatives? Is it casual Friday? MAGES. didn't know, and she really didn't like not knowing. The only way to find her answers was to ask. All she had to do was not rouse any suspicion, and she would be in the clear.

"Hello," MAGES. said as she approached a table. A researcher with the same sanitary mask as hers but with a hair bun looked up at her. Good she got her attention. Now she just needs to act natural. "It appears I have suffered from amnesia. Might you remind me as of what we are all working on?"

Solid question. Perfect. Nice one MAGES.. The researcher looked up at her confusingly. While MAGES. kept a stoic appearance, she was sweating underneath her coat. The researcher then gave a small smile under her mask. "Oh, must have been another accident with the mind mixer. Having your mental consciousness split amongst us all does cause some mental side effects." MAGES. noted that this researcher strangely sounded like her. "If you head down to the medical wing, you can collect your recorded memories. You may experience some whiplash during the memory download though."

"Errr… Thanks," MAGES. said. It sounded as if the Organization is working with some technology that she could only dream of. As she turned towards the doors, she remembered her sole reason for perpetrating the building and turned to the researcher again. "Also, would you happen to know where they keep all the Doc P?"

The researcher tilted her head and raised an eyebrow. "You have amnesia, but you know what Doc P is?" Oops. MAGES. tried to think of an excuse until the researcher just shook her head. "Well makes sense. Our love for that delectable beverage is hard wired into our DNA. Quite literally in fact." She pointed to the doors at the right side of the room. "Go out those doors and take two rights. You'll find the vending machine where we keep them all."

"Ah. Well thank you for the assistance," MAGES. said as she left the researcher to her work and exited the room. The researcher turned back to her desk and mumbled to herself.

"I am no one's assistant," she mumbled as she turned her head to a short haired researcher next to her. "May you hand me the wrench, assistant?"

"Oh, of course, assistant," the short haired one said as she passed the wrench to her. "May you ask that assistant over there if I can borrow her welding torch, assistant?"

"Of course assistant." The hair bun researcher turned to a long haired pony tail researcher. "Assistant…"

"I heard her, I heard her." She grumbled, handing her the welding torch.

"Thank you assistant," she said as she turned back to the short haired researcher. "Assistant?"

"Thank you assistant," she said as she took the welding torch from the hair bun researcher.

"You're welcome assistant," she said as they all continued their work.

~XOX~

MAGES. stood in front of the large, Doc P branded vending machine in awe. The drink that she was searching for all this time was finally in front of her. The only thing that stood between her now was some metal and plastic that was holding them inside the machine. MAGES. was acting as giddy as RED when she enters a full open bath house and pulled out a few credits. But before she placed them into the machine, she stopped herself. It could not possibly be this easy.

"No," she said to herself. "The Organization is crafty. They would not leave such an important resource out in the open like this." She placed an ear against the machine and knocked on it. The plastic covering vibrated from each knock. "There must be a secret passage behind this machine, holding all of the Doc P they had collected."

MAGES. eyes turned to the keypad on the machine. "Ah ha! The two, five, seven, and nine keys have been worn down. By the process of elimination, I should be able to find the code that will open the doors to their Doc P reserves!"

MAGES. proceeded to input several codes into the keypad. "Let's see… Two, five, seven, and nine don't work. Nine, seven, five, and two don't work either."

"Excuse me."

"Five, seven, nine, and two didn't work."

"Excuse me."

"Five, nine, two, seven…"

"Excuse me!"

MAGES. flipped around to find a tall, busty researcher with short, twin-tailed blue hair and a mole on her bottom right cheek was standing behind her. Her foot was tapping on the ground as she held some credits in one of her hands. MAGES. just looked at her in surprise. Had she finally been found out?

"I would like to get some Doc P," the tall woman said in an annoyed manner.

"O-Oh! Of course!" MAGES. stood back up and took a step away from the machine as the other woman stepped forward. She put her credits into the machine's coin slot and pressed two, seven, five, nine. A can of Doc P fell into the compartment below. She kneeled down and picked it up as MAGES. looked at her. "Ah, so the Organization forces people to pay for their beverages. How devious."

The taller woman looked at MAGES. with a flat expression. "You're new here, aren't you?" she asked as she popped her can open and took a sip.

MAGES. face nearly went white when she said that. Had she finally been found out? Quick, what's the best way to escape? Nuclear explosion? Freeze the entire building? Create a black hole that will absorb everything in a five-mile radius?

"Attention, attention!" MAGES. "We are holding a celebratory party in the mess hall. Attendance is mandatory." Oh thank the goddess, an out! MAGES. just needed to act casual and make her escape.

"Well, it was nice meeting you, but I am afraid I must take my leave now," she said as she turned around and walked away. Perfect escape plan. Now all she has to do is find the exit and-

"The mess hall is in the other direction."

MAGES. froze up in mid step. Quick! Think of another excuse! "O-Oh! I-I was going to go use the restroom b-before I went to the mess hall! Don't worry about me! Ha ha! Ha…" Nice job, mad magician. MAGES. turns around to leave again as the woman spoke up again.

"The restroom's in the other direction."

MAGES. froze again. There's no way out now. No, wait. There is still one way for her to escape. "Of course," she said as she turned around. "I will just be using the facilities as you go on ahead of me. No reason to worry about me." Yes, the perfect ploy. As soon as this woman leaves for the mess hall, MAGES. will make her grand escape!

To her surprise, the woman followed next to her. "Eh, I need to use the restroom as well," she said as she took another sip from her Doc P. "Besides, if you didn't know where the mess hall was, you sure as Nep don't know where the restrooms are. I'll take you there and we can go to the mess hall together."

"Oh… Thanks…" was all that MAGES. could say as she walked deeper into the Organization's halls.

~XOX~

Well here she was. Standing in the mess hall with all the Organization's operatives. She could have sworn there was only just about fifty people in the room, clamoring about the place. Many of them chatted with each other as others were on their devices. MAGES. didn't know what to do. She was surrounded by the enemy with no possible means of escape.

Could she use this to her advantage? Maybe a surprise attack would work? Yes. That could work. Now which spell should she use? A fire spell? Maybe an ice spell? Or a wind spell to catch them off guard before unleashing her EXE drive attack? Yes, that could work. She could easily destroy the Organization with an attack like that! All she has to do is wait for the right moment and…

"Is that Doc P being served over there?"

MAGES. plan was swiftly forgotten as she made her way to the long table with food and drinks laid out. The food was irrelevant, but the drinks being served were all the different kinds of Doc P. Doc P classic, Duck P, Doc P Cherry, they were all there. There were even Doc P floats with vanilla ice cream! MAGES. couldn't contain herself as she picked up a can of each type and a float and pulled her mask down, taking a sip from each.

"Attention everyone! I'd like to make an announcement!"

Oh, the fizzy feeling from the classic Doc P in her mouth sent shivers down her spine!

"I'd just like to say thanks to everyone for joining the Organization since its creation three years ago!"

The Duck P had a higher sugar content than the classic, sending a spark of energy through MAGES. body.

"I'd just like to thank some of our newest employees for joining us this year!"

The cherry soda did taste a bit strong, but MAGES. still found the drink enjoyable.

"I'd like to thank MAGES,, MAGES!, MAGES', MAGES:…"

And the float! Oh it was just wonderful! The mix of vanilla and soda! Oh, it was simply to die for!

"…And our newest arrival..."

Click

"MAGES.."

MAGES. was in mid swallow when she saw everyone's eyes focused on her. Even worse, a thin woman with a mole on her left cheek, long, straight blue hair wearing a small brown coat, black shorts and leggings was standing on a table, and she was pointing a gun directly at MAGES..

All MAGES. could do was gulp down the rest of the Doc P she had in her mouth. The thin woman had her finger on the trigger and was ready to fire. Blue eyes met blue eyes as MAGES. and the woman stared at each other in anticipation, waiting for either to make their move.

PEW!

MAGES. ducked, dropping all her cans of Doc P on the ground. As she waited for the ensuing chaos, she noticed that the room was a lot darker. In fact, the light was only around her. She looked up and saw that the rest of the lights in the room were off and the light above her was the only one on and was illuminating her. She had been singled out. It was over.

"MAGES. of the Hyperdimension!" The woman called out as she put her gun away. "Please come up to the table!" MAGES. complied, walking over to the table with a defeated expression. The woman stretched her hand down to MAGES.. MAGES. took her hand and was pulled up to the table next to the woman. "Thank you for your interest in joining the Organization, MAGES. of the Hyperdimension. Although we'd prefer that you send in an application instead of breaking into our building. But I guess that's how everyone else got their job here, am I right?" The crowd of blue haired researchers laughed at the thin woman's joke.

MAGES. shook her head and stomped her foot down, surprising the crowd. "Do you take me as some side show to laugh at? I am the mad magician MAGES.! The greatest magician to ever live! If you fear for your lives, I demand you relinquish all of your Doc P to me!" The crowd stood in silence, just according to plan. MAGES. had successfully intimidated them, and had them all cowering in fear.

Except for the brown coated woman next to her, who started laughing. "Hee hee… Pff ah ha… Ha ha ha ha!" Her laugh became contagious as the crowd started laughing along with her. MAGES. stance faltered as she watched her most fearsome enemy laughing around her. The woman just wrapped her arm around MAGES. neck as she wiped a tear from her eye. "Ha, ha! Oh… Fifty versions of the same speech, and it never gets old! Pah ha ha!"

"Do you not understand who you are mocking?" MAGES. growled as she pulled herself away from the woman. "I am MAGES.! The greatest magician and smartest scientist in Hyperdimension!"

"Ha ha! Ooh, I… I'm sorry…" the woman said as she stopped laughing. "It's just hilarious every time. Ahem. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Mages."

"… Huh?" was all that MAGES. could say.

"Allow me to explain." She took out her light gun and fired at the ceiling, turning all the lights back on before putting it away again. "As you already know, there are multiple dimensions scattered about time and space. Each dimensions always have a set of the same characters. The Lastation goddess, the Lowee goddess, and the Leanbox goddess. The only exception to that rule is the Planeptune goddess."

"I always wondered about that fact," a short, long haired MAGES. said.

"I assume it's to save money on assets," a tall, curly haired MAGES. mocked.

"Each dimension has set characters," Mages continued. "There are also the wind walker IF, the sweater equipped nurse Compa, a Histoire…"

"And a MAGES.," MAGES. said in a quiet voice of realization.

"Exactly. A MAGES. in each dimension. Every one of them trying to crack the secret to interdimensional travel using microwaves and microwaves. Each one succeeding, and each one failing. Each one with a new idea, each one that didn't even think of that. And each one having an insatiable desire for Doc P!"

"So, the Organization is a group of MAGES. from different dimensions?" MAGES. asked. "I believe I've heard of this before…"

"I have no idea what you're talking a-burp-bout," Mages said, wiping her mouth.

"But how does the Doc P factor into this? Why have you stolen my, and other versions of me, favorite drink from each dimension?"

"Well we can't advertise a multi-dimensional collaboration publicly!" Mages said. "The goddesses would want the project shut down! And it isn't always that easy to find your other self. Which is why we had developed a plan to gain the attention of all MAGES., but avoid detection from the goddesses. I would like to thank MAGES? for that plan."

"What plan?"

"Every MAGES. is in love with Doc P, to the point that if they can't find anymore, they will go to another dimension. With that idea, the Organization set out to collect all the Doc P in each dimension and leave a calling card for that dimension's MAGES.. When that MAGES. finds the card, they will head here. Once they arrive, they will sneak through the back door, equip the disguise we leave in the unlocked locker, wander through the facility, meet me, and be hired on as a dimensional research assistant!"

"So you're telling me… All this was actually planned?!"

"Indeed." Mages nodded her head. "It is the perfect plan and the perfect collaboration between dimensions. Imagine it MAGES.. With all of our brain power and mastery of magic, we could discover new dimensions! Advance technology centuries early! We could even become the smartest and most powerful group in time and space!" Mages turned to face MAGES. and grabbed her hands. She was positively beaming at MAGES.! "MAGES. of the Hyperdimension! Will you join the Organization?"

Everyone, all the MAGES. of fifty dimensions stood in anticipation for MAGES. answer. MAGES. didn't know what to say. She had been chasing the Organization through fifty dimensions, with the intent to destroy them and recover her Doc P. But now that she's found out that the Organization is actually different versions of her and wants to work with her, she didn't know what to do. Should she back out, knowing that she'll never see her precious Doc P again, or join the Organization and learn the secrets of the multiverse?

"I… I-"

~XOX~

"Rom! Ram!" Rom, Ram, and MAGES. turned to the end of the grocery isle. "There you are!"

"Mina!" Ram and Rom said in unison.

Mina walked up to them as she carried a box full of food in each arm. "I was wondering where you were. Dear me, you're covered in soda!"

"We raced carts!"

"We… Crashed…"

"Well let's head home then," Mina said to the two. "You two need a bath." She looked up to see MAGES. as the two whined about taking a bath. "Oh, miss MAGES.! I'm sorry if they were a problem for you. They can be quite the handful."

"Oh, it was no problem," MAGES. said to the Oracle. "They were just finishing up an amusing story before you walked in. Pray tell, could you two finish it for me?" she asked the sticky twins.

Their response was to giggle at her request. "Hee hee. You'll have to decide how it ends," Ram giggled.

MAGES. sighed as Mina looked down at the twins. "Come on Rom. Ram. Let's return to the basilicom. I'll prepare a bubble bath for you two to clean yourselves."

"Yay! Bubble bath!" Ram cheered. The two followed Mina out of the isle as MAGES. looked on.

The mad magician shook her head to herself. "Ah, those two and their stories." Bing bing! Bing bing! MAGES. phone rang in her pocket. "Hello?" she asked, answering it. "Yes I'm at Nooks Goods. Uh huh. There's no Doc P in the store. Yes. Give those two a pat on the back for doing such a good job. I'll leave the card here for her." MAGES hung up and proceeded to take a small calling card for the Organization out of her pocket and place it on the rack where the Doc P once stood. "Loochs tneve emag noitamina cisum, future assistant. Loochs tneve emag noitamina cisum." She turned around and pulled out a small pocket sized microwave and input a command on its keypad. A portal opened up in front of her, creating a slight breeze. She wiped off the chocolate drop from her check and stepped through it, not knowing that the breeze made the card slide off the shelf and underneath as she disappeared.

Not a minute after, MAGES. of the Hyperdimension walked into the aisle and saw the long gone Doc P. "Damn. The Organization has struck again. I'll find you one day, Organization. You hear me? One day." The card lied under the shelves out of view as MAGES. swore that she would destroy the Organization to all the shop goers. She was swiftly escorted out of the building.

Phew! Finally, its finished! This chapter was a hard one to write, since I had a bunch of different ideas for it. But I'm really happy with how it turned out! Hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did!

HDNeptunia: Since you said this wasn't a request, I'm not sure if Compa being madly in love with Warechu would work or not. It could work, but I don't think it'd be that funny of an idea, so sorry. If you have any other suggestions you could send those in and see if they'll be chosen!

NepisLife: Thanks, and I think I got it. She seems to have drank some of them though.

PsychoPony777: Glad you found the previous chapter cute! I think both of these ideas could work, with the felons being trained by the Oracles and Uzume and Kurome fangirling together when they should be fighting. Once I make more progress in the games, which I have been putting off, I'll see about writing them.

KuletXCore: I'm really glad you liked it! I'm not entirely certain about writing the CPU's having their HDD personalities split since some of them are as close to their original personalities, but it could be worth a try. I'll see about adding it to the list if I can think of a clever way to use it.

Guest Quest: First idea could be really funny with Neptune trying to be a superhero, especially with Iris Heart as a superhero. Second idea, I see some potential with it, especially with Blanc's physical attributes so I'll look into adding both of these ideas to my to-do list.

Ark: Glad you liked it. I didn't want the younger CPUs to just be themselves but younger, so I went with giving them more childish personalities but still have their original personalities be recognizable.

Author Candidate-James Scott: I'm not certain about this idea, since Vert isn't my favorite CPU, but I can at least let this idea simmer. Also I already have an idea for your previous suggestion, but if you are worried about me writing it you can PM me about it being chosen.

mr I hate znt nobles kill em: Glad you liked Censored and I hope you liked the other chapters!

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