On their way down, Cavenpus and Ariana encountered Sara and Doofenshmirtz.

"Guys, did something go wrong?" Sara asked. "We thought we heard Milo crying, and Mom is getting a little worried."

"Well, yeah, he is in fact crying", Ariana confirmed, "but we don't know why exactly."

"Milo was dancing terribly as usual, but then he gradually began panicking", Cavenpus explained, "and then he just... broke."

"Hmm... do you think that Amanda girl did something to him...?" Doof pondered.

"My big sis would never hurt someone on purpose, especially not him!" Ariana shouted offendedly. "The nerve to even think about it!"

"Alright, alright! Sheesh", Heinz scoffed.

"Speaking of Amanda, why isn't she with you?" Sara questioned.

"She's trying to comfort Milo", Ariana replied. "We decided to leave the couple alone for a bit. They don't need other people to gawk at them right now. That's rude."

"That makes sense", Sara agreed. "Oh, I hope Milo is going to be okay..."


Milo had been crying for a solid five minutes while Amanda was hugging him tightly, before he was beginning to calm down. While he was still sad and distraught, tears were slowing down and drying up, and thoughts were becoming less one-tracked. He slowly removed his head from the crook of Amanda's neck. His face was a bit of a mess from all that crying, but Amanda didn't care.

"Feeling better, Milo?" Amanda asked gently.

"Y-yeah... a little..." Milo sniffled.

His eyes then widened as he noticed a wet spot on the collar of Amanda's cardigan.

"Oh my gosh! Your sweater!" Milo exclaimed. He grabbed his backpack and pulled out a box of tissues. "L-let me dry it for you."

But Amanda pushed the box back to him. "No Milo, I don't mind it this time. You need that box of tissues more than I do right now."

Milo looked confused at Amanda. "W-what for?"

In response, Amanda pulled out a tissue from the box, and began cleaning up Milo's face from any dried tears and snot. Milo understood, and then took the tissue in order to blow his nose into it.

"Thanks, Amanda", Milo spoke.

"No problem, Milo", Amanda responded.

Milo sighed. "I guess you probably think I'm a big baby now..."

"What? No, not at all, everyone can get emotional and cry", Amanda denied. "I just haven't seen you do it at all before, and considering you had to deal with so much stuff and so many mean comments, that makes you very brave, in my opinion."

Milo looked up. "You mean that?"

"Yes I do", Amanda responded firmly. "I really do think you're very brave."

This put a small smile on Milo's face. "...Thank you..."

They sat quietly for a few moments. Amanda was glancing around until she saw her phone, still displaying the track Pasear por la noche on pause.

"Um, Milo", Amanda began, "I actually still would like to know what has been bothering you all week instead of Murphy's Law. Maybe I can help you or something..."

But then she remembered that was when Milo begun crying. "B-but it's totally fine if it's still too sensitive of a topic for you to talk about! Y-you don't have-"

"...No, Amanda, you're right", Milo intercepted dolefully. "I really should talk about it."

Milo breathed in through his nose, before he began.

"So... umm... you might be right. About what's holding me back during the tango, I mean", Milo spoke. "I too have realized that my failings may have nothing to do with Murphy's Law after all."

"...So, what is?" Amanda questioned.

"Things that have been told about me", Milo revealed. "Things that don't really sound... motivating."

Amanda cocked an eyebrow. "Uh... explain?"

"It all began last Saturday, after we made that bet with Anthony and Ashley", Milo continued. "Amanda, do you remember what Ashley told us when they left?"

Amanda pondered. "Uh... not really", she finally said. "I know she called you something that wasn't very nice, but..."

Amanda's eyes widened.

"Wait, I guess you did remember, exactly because of that?", she realized.

Milo nodded. "She referred to me as your burden. It has been stuck in my mind all week, and has always bothered me during the practice sessions."

"But that can't be the only thing, can it?" Amanda queried.

"Of course not, other statements have been adding up to the pile since", Milo agreed. "Bradley said I was a liability, Wendy from Middletown's told me I was a hoodoo, and even Mort's theory about me being cursed makes me wince. Not to mention Anthony called me a deadweight in that video you got this morning."

"I see", Amanda noted, listening carefully to Milo's story.

"And not only am I getting bothered by those comments, but before I broke down, like... ten minutes ago, I also got bothered by other mean or non-motivational comments from earlier this year", Milo added. "Like that time Elliot told that my middle name is 'danger'. I-I mean, it kind of is, but it's pronounced 'dahn-ziay', the French way, but Elliot clearly pronounced it like 'dain-jur'. And similar condescending stuff, like when King Pistachion tood me I had nothing in my backpack, reminding me I'm completely useless without it."

Amanda's face showed that something bothered her. "But Milo, why is that old stuff bothering you now, all of a sudden? I mean, it makes sense to be bothered by it, don't get me wrong... but you took all those things in stride and didn't give a single care to it. What's different between then and now?"

Milo sighed. "Well, back then, I knew that my best friends would always stick to me, no matter what. But now, I do have someone to lose, and I really don't want to lose them, since I've admired them for so long..."

Amanda cocked her eyebrow in utter confusion. "Wait, who might that be?" She asked. "Who don't you want to lose, Milo?"

Milo braced himself.

"I don't want to lose you, Amanda."

Amanda's eyes widened in shock. "...M-me?!"

Milo nodded. "I... dunno if many people are actually aware of it, but I've liked you, really liked you, since third grade. But what everyone did know was that you didn't like imperfections and therefore feared Murphy's Law... and thus tried your best to avoid being anywhere near me."

"Ugh, I know", Amanda winced. "But that's all over, Milo. We've been bonding since the winter of this year, remember?"

"Yeah... this year. Not when we first met, like when I became friends with Melissa or Zack, but more than six years after we met."

"Why does that matter, Milo?"

"Well..." Milo began, "you know the phrase 'old habits die hard'? Basically, because you've been avoiding for almost the half of my lifetime, I've come to fear, since last week, that you might relapse into avoiding me again, or even absolutely despising me, if Murphy's Law ever got too chaotic..."

Amanda was beginning to feel guilty. She had indeed spent over six years trying to avoid Milo because of her perfectionism, so despite her doing her best to stick close to Milo, him thinking she could ditch him like just that unfortunately didn't sound all too unrealistic of an idea.

Before Amanda could say anything, Milo continued: "I-I'm also sure your parents are beginning to hate me as well. I noticed that were more nervous and distant each visit I made to your house."

Amanda was surprised to hear that. "M-my parents? No, Milo, you got that all-"

"And there was one other thing that pestered me throughout this week alongside all of those things", Milo interrupted, clearly too occupied by his worries to listen, "a nightmare I had on the night of Sunday."

Noticing Milo was beginning to get more emotional as he spoke, Amanda repeated: "A nightmare...?"

"Yeah", Milo nodded. "It was taking place on the Tango Teen Couples Dance-Off, a-and Murphy's Law was striking harder than ever: me constantly stepping on your toes and tripping over everyone, us making a giant hole in the floor and causing a pipe to explode, and activating the fire sprinklers. W-we placed dead last as Anthony and Ashley literally danced in circled a-around us... a-a-and then y-you exploded at me, calling it the worst day of your entire life by a longshot, dumping me on the spit w-with a st-stinging slap in my face, a-and asking y-your mom to move to the moon by the f-following day."

Milo sniffled again. "When you just s-snapped at me, I was not only reminded by some awful statements of you to me, b-but also that terrible nightmare..."

As Milo was trying so hard not to cry yet again, Amanda was horrified, feeling extremely sorry for Milo. Milo was a cinnamon roll that did not deserve to be tortured by such a horrible nightmare.

Tears beginning to stream down her face, Amanda instinctually tackle-hugged Milo tightly.

"Oh Milo, I'm so sorry to hear that!" she apologized. She dried her tears with her sleeve, placed her hands on Milo's shoulders and continued: "Let me make one thing clear: I would NEVER hurt you like that, and I never WANT to hurt you, ever. And let me reassure you, while I would love to visit the moon, maybe with a rocket ship going high in the air, I would never want to live on the moon. It's completely impractical. That awful, awful nightmare is never going to happen. I promise."

Utterly surprised by the sudden reaction, but still doubtful about Amanda's claims, Milo asked: "H-how can be sure you'll live up to that promise."

Thinking for a moment, Amanda responded: "You will have to trust me on this. Like I have learned to trust you throughout the past half-year."

Milo finally put up a reassured smile upon hearing Amanda's claims. "Then I'll trust you."

"Thank you, Milo", Amanda said, hugging Milo again.

Milo and Amanda enjoyed the moment, but Amanda quickly noticed that Milo's smile retracted back into a frown.

"What's wrong?" Amanda asked.

Milo sighed. "Well, I want to trust and believe you, but I'm not sure that's going to stop those awful comments from reappearing in my mind... And, what about your parents? They still hate-"

"No, Milo, you got that all wrong", Amanda intercepted. "They have been more distant because they're worried about you, too. You didn't think I've told them I was worried sick about you?"

Milo widened his eyes in realization. "That makes a lot of sense, actually."

"See?" Amanda replied. "You can trust me on this too, Milo: Papá and Mamá like you a lot. Despite Murphy's Law."

"I will", Milo said. "But I'm still worried about the awful memories..."

Amanda pondered. "Have you tried remembering the good things people have said about you? Maybe thinking of more positive thoughts will cancel out the bad ones."

"Do you really think that's going to work?"

"I'm not sure, but I do know people have said plenty of nice things about you, especially your best friends", Amanda assessed. "It's at least worth a try."

"I dunno, Amanda... what if they don't think nicely about me anymore?"

Amanda sighed. "Sounds like you need a little more motivation." She grabbed her phone and opened her call list.

"Uh... what are you going to do, Amanda?", Milo asked.

"Making a special call", Amanda responded. "I'm putting the phone on speaker mode, but you don't need to say anything.

Milo cocked an eyebrow at his crush, curious at what she's up to.


Meanwhile, Zack and Melissa are practicing the tango at Melissa's home. The two are doing really well with the tango, finishing with a dip as the song Cálido y fresco ended.

"Y'know Zack, I think I can do this all day with you", Melissa smirked.

"That's good and well, but I'm getting tired of being the dippee", Zack complained. "When do I get to be the dipper?"

"Not when I'm still leading, loverboy", Melissa denied flirtatiously.

Suddenly, Melissa's phone buzzed.

"Oop, someone's calling", Melissa announced. She let go of Zack (who accordingly dropped onto the floor), and fished the phone out of her pocket. "Y'ello?"

"Hey Melissa, it's me", was heard through the phone. Melissa recognized that voice.

"Amanda? What's the matter? Shouldn't you be with Milo?" Melissa asked.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm still with Milo", Amanda responded

"Uh, hi?" Milo was heard from the other side as well.

"So um, weird question, but what's your current opinion on Milo", Amanda asked.

"'Weird question'? That's quite the understatement", Melissa replied. "Milo's my best friend. He's tough, he's kind, he's carefree, he's sweet, and he always takes things in stride, no matter what any mean bully says about his condition. He's one of the best people I know on Earth. I honestly thought that was kinda obvious. Why'd you ask?"

"I'll... I'll tell you later", Amanda replied hesitantly. "But for now, I want to ask the same question to Zack."

"I uh, okay then."

Melissa gave her phone to a groaning Zack. "Amanda wants to know what you think of Milo."

This causes Zack to cock an eyebrow. "Okay... weird question, I thought she knew."

Zack picked up Melissa's phone. "Uh, hi, Zack here. So, am I hearing that right? You want my opinion on Milo?"

"Yes", Amanda responded.

"Well", Zack began, "when I first met Milo, he was kind of an enigma, but that same day, I learned that he sees his bad luck as an opportunity for continuous adventure and fun, and that's really admirable. I would probably be miserable if I had bad luck following me everyday. Not Milo. He's tough, smart, brave, and yet always cheerful. I think it's because of hanging around with him why I myself learned to be braver, too."

"Thank you for your time, you two", Amanda responded. "See you tomorrow!" The call ended.

Melissa and Zack stood there in silence for a moment or two.

"You know, that was actually a little strange", Melissa finally spoke. "I mean, Amanda already knew what we thought of Milo, and she doesn't seem like the forgetful type."

"Yeah, in fact, I think she's the exact opposite of 'forgetful'", Zack agreed. "Kinda weird that she wants us to remind her of what we think of Milo."

Melissa pondered. Then her eyes widened.

"...Unless she wants us to remind Milo of what we think of Milo", she realized.

"...What."

"Nono, I'm serious", Melissa said. "When the phone call started, I heard Milo speaking up too. I think he's been listening alongside Amanda."

"Fair enough, but why would Milo need to be reminded of what we think of him?" Zack asked.

"That's what we're going to find out soon enough", Melissa decided. "We're going to Milo and ask him what's going on. That's what best friends should do."


Amanda ended her phone call. "See, Milo, their opinion hasn't changed. Zack and Melissa still admire you."

"Huh, they still do", Milo noted. "You know, in retrospect, it was probably really silly of me to think they wouldn't like me anymore."

"Not really. You were in a funk, after all", Amanda replied. "But do you think it'll be easier to think of nice memories now?"

She saw Milo with a smile on his face. "I think I do, at least a little", Milo responded.

"Good", Amanda grinned, leaning closer to Milo.

"Uh, Amanda, what are you doing?"

"Giving you another good memory to remember", Amanda responded. "Milo, you've always been kind, sweet and selfless, and you remain perseverant through the toughest of times. You may be a jinx, but that never stopped you living your life like no one else. You showed me that you can still improvise, fix and even prevent disaster despite Murphy's Law, which makes me view it no longer as a liability, but as a challenge."

She leaned even closer to Milo. "I'm really glad to be at your side, Milo. Te quiero."

And then, she smacked her lips onto Milo's.

Milo felt like one thousand butterflies were fluttering inside his stomach. His crush just kissed him! And she said she loved him! Milo felt extremely giddy, bringing him back to his usual, optimistic self.

Milo felt like he had to return the favor, so he kissed Amanda back. Amanda blushed at the return to affection.

"So, I guess you're feeling better now?" Amanda asked.

"A lot better!" Milo responded. "What do you say we try the tango again?"

"I'd love to."

Amanda took her phone again, and was about to restart Pasear por la noche, when she suddenly thought of something interesting to try out.

"Milo seems to be all better, so what if...", she pondered.

She then created a playlist and included several tango songs before pressing play and joining Milo.


Martin just arrived home, to see his wife, Sara, Diogee, Doof, Cavenpus and a few more guests at the dining table.

"Oh hey, I didn't know the Lopezes would make a visit, Brigette", Martin told his wife.

"We came here since the big day is tomorrow for our starlet and her boy", Mrs Lopez.

They then could hear faint music coming from the attic.

"Oh hey, the music is starting again", Doofenshmirtz noticed. "Guess Milo's okay, now."

"Okay? Did something bad happen earlier?" Martin asked. "You know, something not related to Murphy's Law?"

"Well, we don't know exactly what's going on, but Milo got depressed to the point of crying", Brigette told her husband. "However, now that it appears they begun practicing again, I think Amanda did a really good job at comforting him."

"?Ah, esa es mi hija!", Mr Lopez grinned. "When I think about it, she and Milo go pretty well together."

"That's a relief", Martin smiled. "Well, I guess there's not enough time to make dinner. I guess I'll go order a pizza, if that's alright with you."

"Not at all", Mrs Lopez responded.

"I'll place an order at Ye Olde Pizza, maybe you'll get to meet Milo's old babysitter as well", Martin explained, as he scrolled through his call list on his phone.

Sara smiled as he looked at everyone... but then she realized someone was missing.

"Hey... where's Ariana?"


"You ready?" Amanda asked Milo.

Milo nodded.

The two begun their dance as Pasear por la noche began. They began with simple steps, when a memory popped back up in Milo's mind.

"And Murph being your burden!"

There it was again, Ashley's mean comment. Milo knew that the barrage of mean memories was coming, but this time, he's not going to let them distract him. Not again.

"Go die in a hole and farewell, you jinx!"

"After all, Murphy's Law makes you quite the liability."

"Doing something as precision-requiring as the tango, with that chaos-causing menace to society?!"

Milo tried his hardest to concentrate on the dance. Also, didn't Amanda say he should think of positive memories?

"Those guys from Park Shores Estate are tango experts, and you're a hoodoo!"

"Maybe he's cursed...?"

"There's no way you and your deadweight will ever be able to top this!"

So far, it didn't seem to work. Milo still got tortured by those awful statements. He was sure that he was about to slip up soon, and fail like the last dozen ti-

"I must admit I had my doubts about you, my boy, but you really came through for us."

Milo widened his eyes, as all of a sudden, a memory of Cavendish broke his thoughts. It was after King Pistachion had been defeated. Cavendish had finally expressed trust in Milo. The memory put a smile on Milo's face, even when another bad memory returned.

"Doing something as precision-requiring as the tango, with that chaos-causing-"

"I think I have a new appreciation for you and your... condition."

Except it was interrupted by another memory, this time of Melissa's dad. Milo was glad to hear that Richard Chase could relate, fighting an uncontrollable element. It was nice to hear that from someone who usually was so cautious around him.

"Those guys from Park Shores Estate are tango experts, and you're a-"

"Milo! Milo! Get well soon! Your presence today was very supportive!"

Another bad memory quickly was interrupted with another good one: Milo and Melissa used a trick to use Murphy's Law in the Jefferson County Middle School Geckos football team's favor by literally rooting for the rival team, the Middletown Middle School Tigers. What was ensured to be a loss for the Geckos even without Murphy's Law, instantly turned around to be an effective win, even if Milo broke his thumb in the end.

The memory Milo just had was a chant by the Geckos' cheerleaders, thanking him for what happened in the football match. Yeah, it was written in the hospital hall, but it was the thought that counted.

"There's no way you and your-"

"Guys, I was wrong about Milo. He's resourceful! We need him! I saw Murphy's Law defeat a Pistachion!"

Yet another bad memory replaced by a good one: this time, it was Candace, who thought Milo would be a hindrance in the war against the Pistachions, had turned around, realizing Murphy's Law can sometimes be very helpful.

"And Murph being-"

"Milo, I don't have any words except, you look delicious. Oops, heh heh, sorry. Default mode."

Milo remembered getting the Octalians to team up and rescue Orgaluth, as well as Octalia itself, from the Sphere of Calamity. Her mother, the Commander, was eternally grateful for Milo's help (even with a faulty translator that would bug out to default mode due to Murphy's Law), and the Octalian population learned a valuable lesson in overcoming fears thanks to him and his friends.

"After all, Murphy's Law-"

"I mean, it was scary at first, but you made it look so easy. You're really nice, Milo. We're gonna be best friends!"

Now that was a deep cut: back when he and Melissa became friends six years ago, and have been best friends ever since.

"Maybe he's-"

"You know, I don't know if it's the adrenaline talking, but I'm starting to feel like we can handle anything that comes our way."

And that one was on the day Milo first met Zack, who also stuck with him ever since.

"Go d-"

"No, Milo. Things go wrong with or without the thing that shall not be named. But you're always prepared and I realized that no matter what happens, it's just better having you around."

And finally, Nightmare Amanda's evil outburst had been dispelled by real Amanda's much kinder revelation, just before she and Milo were about to get ready for the final round in Cake 'Splosion, Amanda's favorite show.

And that reminded Milo of a few more fond memories from his lovely crush Amanda.

"I am not nominated for anything this year. But it is an honor just to hang out with the people who are nominated."

"This is the most fun I've ever had! And I actually got to be on Cake 'Splosion, my favorite TV show!"

"If I've learned anything from you, Milo, it's that you never quit! I say, it's time for us to 'Milo up'! Let Murphy's Law just try and stop us!"

"Well, being a band manager is a lot tougher job than I imagined... but you're worth it. And we are... just getting started."

And then Milo was reminded of the positive messages he heard just a while ago.

"Milo's my best friend. He's tough, he's kind, he's carefree, he's sweet, and he always takes things in stride, no matter what any mean bully says about his condition. He's one of the best people I know on Earth."

"When I first met Milo, he was kind of an enigma, but that same day, I learned that he sees his bad luck as an opportunity for continuous adventure and fun, and that's really admirable. He's tough, smart, brave, and yet always cheerful. I think it's because of hanging around with him why I myself learned to be braver, too."

"Milo, you've always been kind, sweet and selfless, and you remain perseverant through the toughest of times. You may be a jinx, but that never stopped you living your life like no one else. You showed me that you can still improvise, fix and even prevent disaster despite Murphy's Law, which makes me view it no longer as a liability, but as a challenge. I'm really glad to be at your side, Milo. Te quiero."

"Te quiero..."

"TE QUIERO..."

Milo had a cheerful, giddy grin on his face as those two Spanish words looped inside his head.

Amanda didn't hate him. She wanted him. She loved him.

And all the while Milo constantly thought of more positive memories, his dancing improved significantly accordingly. He was on beat, he didn't misstep a single time, and together with Amanda, he succeeded performing even the most complicated figures.

Before Milo and Amanda knew it, they already ran through the whole playlist: Pasear por la noche, Mi rosa roja, El bandoneón de la reina, Cálido y fresco, and even Románticamente furiosa.

And without a single mistake.

Ending the song on an open embrace, Milo and Amanda leaned in closer to give each other a kiss... when a short, yellow dog jumped inbetween the two.

"Diogee! You're not supposed to be in the attic", Milo responded. "Go ho- oh wait."

"Wait, how can Diogee even get here?" Amanda questioned. "Dogs can't open hatche..."

And then Amanda saw that the hatch was opened ajar... with a phone and a pair of eyes visible, both of which Amanda recognized immediately.

"Ariana, what are you doing?!" Amanda asked.

Her cover blown, Ariana tried to explain while stammering: "Er, um, well, I heard the music playing, and I thought it meant you guys sorted it out, and um, I didn't wanna miss it. Good call too, actually, because DIOS M?O YOU GUYS WERE AMAZING! I recorded the whole thing!"

Amanda stared annoyed at her little sister, when her belly growled, as did Milo's.

"Y'know, I'm starting to get hungry", Milo realized. "When are we gonna eat?"

"Oh, right, I think I heard Mr. Murphy say something about ordering pizza at... 'Ye Olde Pizza' or something", Ariana recalled.

"Wait, Ye Olde Pizza?" Milo repeated. He turned towards Amanda and said: "Hey, maybe you're gonna meet Veronica soon!"

"...Veronica?" Amanda repeated.

"I can't believe I forgot about her as well!", Milo continued. "Oh man, my depression really messed me up! You should definitely meet her- wait, Dad's home, too?"

They heard the doorbell ringing.


Martin opened the door to see that Veronica arrived, with three pizza boxes in tow, half an hour after the order was placed. Milo and Amanda joined Martin shortly.

"Sorry if the pizzas are late", she told Martin, "traffic lights were freaking out, causing a few trucks to crash, and a crossing guard made a ruckus as several flocks of ducks were chasing him on top of all that."

"Murphy's Law affecting the delivery again, huh?" Martin asked, giving Veronica 45 dollars in exchange.

"Good to see you again, Milo", Veronica noted. "Who's your friend?"

"Oh hey Veronica", Milo responded. "This here's Amanda! She-"

"I'm his girlfriend", Amanda intercepted, making Milo blush and his heart beat twofold. She continued: "You must be Veronica."

"That's right", Veronica stated proudly. "Milo and I have gone a long way."

"How so?"

"Amanda, Veronica was my last and longest surviving babysitter", Milo explained.

"Ohhh", Amanda awed. "That makes sense."

"Yep", Veronica nodded.

"Veronica is one of the most resourceful and determined people I know", Milo explained. "She always carried a backpack around, loaded with the exact items we needed in the situations we got ourselves into."

Amanda raised an eyebrow. "Wait, that sounds familiar..."

"Well, it should. I'll let you in on a little secret", Milo replied, whispering into her ear: "My backpack is actually a hand-me-down. It used to be Veronica's!"

"That's where you got your backpack from?" Amanda whispered back. "Ha, I knew that Chad's theory about your backpack being from Bigfoot was bogus!"

"Wait what?"

Before any other comment could've been made, Veronica cleared her throat. "I would love to join you guys, but I have to make more deliveries in the following 1/170 of a fortnight, so I can't dawdle too much."

But before Veronica could even do much else than turning around, Melissa and Zack arrived as well. They seemed panicked and exhausted.

"Milo! We came as soon as we could", Melissa shouted.

"Yeah, we ran all the way to your house", Zack panted. "...And I just realized that we could've used our bikes instead."

"I would punch Zack right now, but we're too worried about you, man", Melissa said. "What's wrong?"

Milo, Amanda, Martin and Veronica could only stare with mild confusion as the petered out teenagers.

"...Well, I'll be going, then", Veronica commented, hopping on her scooter and soaring away. "Hope you feel better, Milo!"

Another moment passed, before Milo told Zack and Melissa: "Well, I'm okay now, but Amanda and I can tell you the whole thing. Follow me."


"So the reason why Milo sucked at tango is because many nasty comments he received started to invade his thought process, which in turn affected his dancing skills, because he's worried about you abandoning him due to Murphy's Law?" Zack asked Amanda, after she and Milo recapped their story. They, Melissa, Ariana and Sara had gathered in the attic while eating a slice of pizza each.

"That's right", Amanda replied. "It had gotten so bad that he broke down and cried. But I reminded him that he got nothing to worry about." She hugged Milo tightly.

"I should've told anyone as soon as I realized it wasn't just Murphy's Law", Milo commented. "I'm so sorry..."

"You got absolutely nothing to apologize for", Melissa scoffed. "The point is, you feel better now, and that whole thing is over."

"Not really: the TTCDO is tomorrow night and now they haven't had a single good practice session", Zack reminded everyone. "Anthony and Ashley are gonna wipe them clean off the floor."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that", Ariana smirked.

"What do you mean?" Sara asked.

"I snuck out and saw them practice after that whole debacle", Ariana revealed to Zack, Melissa and Sara. "And I recorded the whole thing." She pulled out her phone and played the video.

Twenty-five minutes of dancing tango incredibly well. Zack, Melissa and Sara were mesmerized by Milo and Amanda's tango. Ariana didn't show them everything and skipped ahead a bit, but what she showed proved enough.

"I can't believe it", Zack said. "I thought Anthony and Ashley's dance from their video earlier this morning was done incredibly well, but this beats them out."

"Really?" Ariana asked. Amanda pulled out her phone and showed her little sister what Anthony sent her earlier that say.

"Wow, they dance well, but they just look shoddy in comparison to what Milo and Amanda just did", Ariana commented afterwards. "And he had the gall to call your boyfriend a deadweight? Pft."

"Anthony and Ashley are the tango champions of Huntington Hill", Melissa reminded Milo, "but if you and Amanda dance just as well at the TTCDO as in that video, it's you two that got this in the bag!"

"You should thank Amanda for that", Milo replied, embracing Amanda too. "It's because of her that I'm back to my usual self."

Amanda beamed, as she embraced Milo back. "You're welcome."


Author's Note: You thought last chapter was long? Well, this one's even LONGER! The bulky size is necessary since it's probably one of the most important and most heartwarming yet. It didn't feel right to split it off in two chapters, in spite of it being as long as two chapters.

I wanted to post this one on February 16th, the two-year anniversary of 'Managing Murphy's Law', the episode with Amanda kissing Milo (on the cheek) for the very first time. However, there wasn't enough time left to complete it. Instead, it's posted a few days later, on February 20th, which is good timing too considering there's a movement that day to get the hashtags #MiloMurphysLaw and #RenewMML trending on Twitter!

I'm not sure when the next chapter will be posted, considering I have contributed on this story a LOT this February, but you bet your butt the next chapter will be on the big day at the Tango Teen Couples Dance-Off. I'll see you then!