Milo Murphy’s Law

I have a secret!

Milo, that's not how secrets work.

You don't just blurt it out.

First, you have to hint that you have a secret,

and then you gotta wait for someone to ask you.

So what's your secret? Like that.

I've been taking a cooking class

at the local community college.

Or at least I was, till the ovens blew up. But I learned a lot!

So, I'm going to cook dinner for you guys.

Milo and open flame?

Now that's a recipe for some running and screaming.

What if we just order out?

They can probably deliver right to the hospital where we'll be later.

Come on, guys. I got this!

Wrong chapeau, chef de cuisine.

Oops. I had the silly thing set for sleuthing.

Here it goes. First thing, open the box.

Next, add dried noodles to boiling water.

He's boiling water!

I know!

Wait a second. It looks like he knows what he's doing.

You wear your backpack while you cook?

I wear it everywhere. Everywhere?

Well, except for backpacking.

I have a different backpack for that.

So, Chef Milo, what's your secret ingredient?

It's a secret. I don't want to ruin the surprise.

What if it's not a secret and we can prepare for it instead?

Too late! It's already ready already.

Here you go! Mac and cheese!

Wow, impressive!

Uh-oh. Too much yeast.

Yeast in mac and cheese?

I guess now we know the secret ingre...

Surprise!

It's in my nose.

You guys okay?

Yeah, like this is the first time

we've ever been covered in cheese and stuck to a wall.

Thanks for letting us borrow a change of clothes, Milo.

Is that what I look like?

If you were two people

and one of you was a girl.

You know, this outfit makes me feel happy.

Really? Yeah, there was a dollar in the pocket.

Well, I think we look like a boy band.

No. We don't.

We definitely don't look like a boy band.

Uh, what have you got against boy bands?

Nothing. You know, it's just two words.

Band, boy. Boy, band. Ha-ha.

Who's hungry?

Come on, let's go order some pizza.

Okay.

Luckily, there's a place nearby.

Ye Old Pizza.

How does British pizza sound?

A little standoffish but lovable.

Never had much luck with pizza deliveries at our house.

If it shows up at all, it's usually on fire.

Let's give it a try anyway.

It says it's guaranteed.

But we've got that too!

Guaranteed delivery in one one-thousandth of a fortnight!

One one-thousandth of a fortnight?

Twenty minutes and change.

Please wait while we connect you to your helpful pizza squire.

Allo, allo, allo.

Ye Olde Pizza!

Milo? I don't believe it. Is that you?

Veronica? How long have you been a pizza squire?

I haven't seen you in, like, 300 fortnights.

I know, right?

Put the calculator down.

It's been a long time. How are you? How's Diogee?

Veronica who?

I thought we knew all his friends.

I thought we were all his friends.

Should I bring your favorite? Pepperoni and sausage?

Make it a large and you can join us!

And a diet soda.

Hey!

What was that?

Oh. I, uh, you know, chops...

Maybe they have chopped salad?

I don't know, do you want a chopped salad?

I don't want a chopped salad.

Do you want one? But hey, Milo, huh?

Who's this Veronica person? Yeah.

Come on, spill it, Murphy.

Let's just say that with Veronica delivering,

the odds are much better that we'll actually get the pizza.

And I'll let you in on another secret...

This isn't my backpack.

What?

Yeah!

Wow, that's some good 3D. Mmm-hmm.

Come on, Milo. Who's this Veronica person?

You can't just drop a bomb like that and walk away!

You're the one who said some secrets are cool.

I bet you have some.

Come on.

Tell me your secrets!

Tell them to me!

Tell them to Mr. Badger!

What are you doing?

I'm badgering you.

I'm a badger!

Is it workin'? Actually, it kind of is.

I do have a secret.

Okay. This is not how I really look.

You mean, you're...

That's right, Zack.

I am a robot.

I am a robot. I am a robot.

Zack!

Zack! Huh?

Zack, are you okay? Oh, right. I'm fine.

So, Melissa, what's your secret?

This is not how I really look.

I am a robot.

I am a robot. I am a robot.

Melissa? Melissa!

Huh? What?

What do you mean, this is not how you really look?

My two front teeth are fake.

Caught a pop fly with my face.

Okay, everyone, we've got an oil spill here.

Highly flammable. Stay back.

Hey, mister, that's not oil.

That's molasses! Really?

Okay then.