Hi guys! The time has come! The first chapter of "Hold My Hand" has arrived to you! Don't get me started, this will be a kind of romance story focus on the leftover Milo and Amanda plot in the story before, "Types of Movie." So... to get a better experience, watch at least the last chapter of "Types of Movie" or two last chapters of it. Or the whole of it. :3

Oh, and a part of this chapter is a songfic so: Milo – Bold, Amanda – Italic, underline for both and some normal backups.

Let's begin quick! Oh, and you guys may not know this, but disclaimer, "I do not own Milo Murphy's Law."


The day after the movie presentation day. And the day after the day after would be the party the gang had been waiting for. Milo Murphy, and his two best friends Melissa Chase and Zack Underwood, gathered at the Murphy house and had some fun discussion about what should they wear that day.

Usually when it comes to parties, they don't pay much care for it, because they have a Murphy as their friend, and a Murphy or his friends usually aren't invited for even a small group of classmates' studying groups or parties.

But Amanda was invited Milo directly, to go to her birthday party. She could've invited him to the school dance because he was an uninvited guest back then. And yet, in her most important birthday party, with her classmates, she had an urge to invite Milo and his friends to come. Now that's... different.

The gang was excited as the same as they had ever been. Joy couldn't describe how much meaning Amanda's invitation was.

"Guys, Amanda invited us to her birthday party!" Milo was overwhelmed, "That was awesome!"

"Yeah... but technically I didn't see her really want to invite you, Milo," Melissa pointed out.

"She's right." Zack referred to the orange-haired girl, who was sitting next to him, "You had helped her twice before, and this invitation will just going to pay for it."

"Come on, guys! You know Amanda. She's organized an likes order. She could've thrown us out but not. She justified all the things and made a righaway decision to"

"Yeah... that's where it's conflicted."

"Can you stop saying 'yeah...' each time you begin a sentence?" Zack frowned.

Milo took out a small box from earlier, "I think I should give her this, but it isn't valuable, as she said." His voice were getting a bit worrying, "Guys... should I?"

"Probably she didn't know that you would gave her this present, did she?" Zack replied.

"If she were really that kind of friendly to you, she would accept your present no matter how valuable it was. But why did you pick a pencil at the first place?" Melissa questioned.

"I spotted her break a pencil while noting the number of classmates. She got worried because she had no pencils left, but secretly hided it and no one knew except me." Milo chuckled, "I bought her this one so she would... at least have something to write."

"I think she can never reject your present when she knew all of this." Melissa assured the boy.

"But... you all are both so quiet. Amanda didn't want anyone to know she had lost her pencil. And you secretly bought her a pencil but didn't tell her you wanted to make up her loss until tomorrow." Zack pointed out.

"Oh look, you have a lookalike." Melissa commented, obviously referred to Milo. Since Milo had a crush on Amanda, it was kind of embarrassing when his friends joked about it.

"That's not funny." Milo restated, "I just like her because she likes organizes and order."

"I don't know, opposite attraction?" Zack commented.

"Is that even existed?" Melissa sarcastically asked, much to Zack's dismay, replied, "Duh, like positive and negative ions attracted each other."

"Enough!" Milo yelled "We're circling and now back to my question? Should I give Amanda this pencil or not? I need nod or shake from your head. Start!"

Both nodded and Milo had his decision, "Yes, then! Amanda would be delightful if she knew I give her the pencil she had broken."

While they were talking, an old sweater that Milo put it on top of the book shelf inside his room, caught sun light and got fired. Milo could sniff the smell of it.

When he got into his room he saw the fire burn almost the whole shelf, "Quickly! Get two buckets of water! Quickly!" He commanded his friends who were the curiousers behind him.

He covered the fire with a large fabric took out from his backpack, and Melissa and Zack came and splash water towards the fire. In no time, the fire had been put out. But the shelf was mostly turned into dust, except the sweater which was still weirdly intact, and a bit of fire marks on it.

"Yeah, let me just go and clean this up," The boy picked it up and went his way to the bathroom.

"Milo, wait!" Melissa stopped him as she asked, "Speaking of sweater, have you decided what to wear tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, huh?" Milo spreaded his spent time thinking through the air, "You... are right. I don't know what I should wear in her birthday party."


Meanwhile, Amanda was in her room, trying to find a perfect dress for her birthday party tomorrow. Because there would be lots of guests to come, most are classmates, some are relatives and cousins.

Each time she picked a dress from the closet, she looked at the mirror and saw if it matched her, "No..." She shook her head as she piled up plenty of her clothes onto the bed.

With Amanda, even a pile of clothes aren't a big mess. She stacks those nicely like a real organizer, and after she has done picking one suitable dress for her, she can put the pile to her closet a lot more easier.

"No..." She had said it 17 times... "And... no..." and 18.

"Nooo!" She yelled a bit louder, and lied down on her bed, sighed, "That was the last one! Why can't I find any dress suitable for me?"

While her mom was walking through the room, she heard a scream of desperation, asked, "What's wrong, dear?"

"Mom! I didn't find any of these dresses work out for me. What should I do?!" The mom spotted her anxiety

"Oh, is it?" The woman came closer to her daughter, and she hugged her in order to keep her calm, "Now take a deep breath and relax..."

They let go and Amanda did what her mom said, "Alright, I feel better. Thanks mom!"

"But still, I think you should check them again and see," Her mom advised.

"I think I can mom," The girl sighed again, "But all the dresses I have are in slightly pink or slightly red. I want to try something new!"

"Really? Is that what you want?" Her mom raised an eyebrow.

"Yes! Please mom," Amanda pleaded to her mother, "Tomorrow is my birthday anyway, so can you?" Her voice was sweet and polite. Not a kind of begging to death or sort of those. A beg that both sides respecting each other as best as they could.

Her mom sighed, smiled, "How could I say no to my beautiful daughter?"

"Yay, thank you so much, mom!"

"Here, take some money with you and go to the shop. I just give you this much for one dress, so make sure you find the best one!" The woman winked as Amanda nodded as she agreed.

"That alone is enough, mom! Thank you!"


Milo and his friends got downstairs, looked like they were about to go somewhere. Brigette caught them. The kids greeted her as she asked, "Where are you kids going?"

"We're going to the shop to pick a new outfit for me. We're going to attend Amanda's party tomorrow."

Brigette looked at them in awe, replied, "Are you invited for a party, Milo?" She rubbed Milo's hair, nodded "It's been a long time since the last time you were invited, and I know, you want to prepare. Who's having a party anyway?"

Sara was walking room to room, then she heard someone was talking. She hided behind the stair and eavesdropped the discussion.

"It's a girl. One of our classmates. She's having a party and wants to invite everyone in her class to come tomorrow." Milo explained more, "She's named Amanda. You know, the girl with pink jacket and pink flat-soled shoes?"

Sara gasped when she heard the name 'Amanda,' but it wasn't loud enough for Milo to hear. Is that woman I met telling the truth?

"Oh, she was standing next to us at your birthday party, right? That's so sweet of her. Anyway, I got a bit of money. You can use it if you want-" Brigette was about to take it out, but then interrupted by Milo.

"No need, mom! We have enough money for one tuxedo that fits me. I'm gonna just find the best one for me and done!"

"That's fine though. Come back early!" – "We will!"

As they were about to walk through the door, Zack's foot was stuck in the table while he was standing next to it, and tripped over at one of the table's corner, fell down as he groaned in pain. And more ridiculously, the small force made one of the supporters of it broke, and the table fell on one side.

Melissa ran to the boy who was groaning in real pain, "Zack! Zack, are you okay?"

He replied, "My foot is hurt!" Oh no.

"You broke a leg!" Brigette gasped, "I mean, literally! You can't move your foot right now!"

"That's not funny, though," Melissa was being sarcastic at her. She spotted the woman was joking.

"Okay, sorry. Let's get him to Milo's room. Melissa, you stay here and help me!"

The girl nodded, "Got it!" She then turned to Milo, "Milo? I'm sorry but you have to go alone this time. We'll help Zack recover his ankle."

"That's okay," Milo assured her, "But will it be fine if I don't stay with Zack and take care of him?"

Zack then advised him from his position, "Don't worry, Milo! Just go! We will be totally fine if you're not around."

Milo giggled to his friend's joke, and walked off, waved his hand "As you wish! See you later!"

The gang waved him back as Melissa and Brigette carried Zack to Milo's room.

Sara from behind the staircase, went out after she heard quietness, spoke to herself, "Oh... so the rumor is true. I'm going to spy my brother during 'his girl''s birthday."

She walked back to her room, in a sign of preparing for her plan.


At the Time Bureau, Mr. Block was enjoying his coffee breakfast in his office, though in his expression, 'enjoying' was a bit too much, "Arggh!"

He yelled as he threw the coffee cup away, angrily spoke, "Where is Cooperdink and Hampshire? How is the last mission I gave to them? They should be here by now!"

From the door of his office, an automatic doorbell rang, meaning someone was outside, "Come in!"

It was revealed to be Gretchen. Instead of her dull experssion daily, she seemed to show anxiety, like something weird was happening, "Sir! Sir! I have spotted an unusual activity in the time stream."

Mr. Block raised an eyebrow, "Really? What is it?"

"Well, according to my observation this morning, a vehicle from Cavendish and Dakota was the source of this phenomenon. The timeline was reset unauthorizedly, by a temporal transporter."

"Yes...?" From angry, his expression turned to be more demanding as well.

"And they seem to make multiple versions of themselves as well."

"WHAT?!" The man yelled loudly.

"And... they seem to have inevitable guests inside their vehicle as well."

A big television came down in Block's view. Gretchen revealed a tape which was recorded inside Cavendish and Dakota's vehicle. She then zoomed the image to the position of the 'unknown' guests, "Here they are, sir!"

"Who are they?!" Block asked, when he saw a blond-haired girl and a black boy with yellow shirt. "And what is the connection between them and those two imbeciles"

"Well, according to the data I have, they and the time travellers know each other due to a kid named 'Milo Murphy.'"

Dun dun dun! "Milo Murphy? Isn't that the boy with the backpack whom Brick and Savannah have mentioned earlier?"

"Yes, that's him!"

After the report, Block began his speech, "Cavendish and Dakota... it looks like those two have gone too far! Gretchen, hear my order! I want you to find that kid Milo Murphy and bring him back here."

"But sir, he wasn't related to this. Do you feel necessary to bring a kid from the past back here?" Gretchen explained.

"Well, if Cavendish and Dakota absented the meeting this morning, then I would have to choose to bring that kid here and ask him some questions. Is that clear?!"

"Yes, sir!" Gretchen obeyed as she did to his order, walked out from his office. Block then came back to his seat and talked to himself, "If you didn't show up for today, then you wouldn't be punished by me. But I would punish the one you love most!"

"Just you wait, Milo Murphy!"

And his day couldn't get any worse, until he received a call from somebody, "Yes..." His face seemed to be delightful after heard it, "Shiela?... You mean it?... You're kidding, right?... You're not kidding?... Alright, alright. Let me suit up and get prepared!... Love ya bye!" He put down his phone as he was humming an upbeat tune and got to his room to dress up.

"And I couldn't be happier today!"


Amanda was biking and in no time, she reached in front of the shop, "Well, this is it, Amanda," She spoke to herself, "Let's get dressed up and prepare to meet my friends." She then walked inside.

She didn't notice that behind her, Milo biked to the place. If his friends had been there, he could have been taking a walk with them. But Zack was hurt at his house, so... no other choice left. He released a long sigh, "Well, this is it, Milo," And he spoke to himself as well, "I'm gonna find the best tuxedo for Amanda's birthday party tomorrow. This is gonna be fun." He walked inside and humming a delightful tone.

They were walking around for a couple of minutes to find a perfect match for them. And in some in-between spaces, they could have seen each other, but not, or at least it was interrupted by someone walking through.

"No..." Amanda shook her head and moved on to the one next to it.

"Uh-um." Milo shook his head, "This one is cute, but doesn't fit me enough."

Montage time, along with a musical number coming...

What kind of dresses should I wearing out?

A small tuxedo or a short-sleeved shirt?

The dress I wear that is working out

If it does fit, should I give a smirk?

(What should I wear?)

The dress that comes a bit higher my knees?

(What should I wear?)

Along a fedora that's in the sales of free?

(What should I wear?)

Something to fit my personality

(What should I wear?)

A perfect outfits is eluding me!

My mom told me that it would be okay.

But I have to make a choice today.

And I don't know if tomorrow she liked me okaaay?

(What should I wear?)

Is it okay if I add a toupee?

(What should I wear?)

I don't know, but I'll figure it out.

(What should I wear?)

I know this thing may sound a bit cliché.

(What should I wear?)

But I don't know what I should wear for her birthday.

"Because she invited me."

What should I wear?

After an hour walking around the store, Amanda herself got tired. She could think of lying down the floor because she wanted to. But still, she still had to pick a dress before sunset.

Fortunately for her, something had caught in her eyes. She came closer to see, and lucky had come. It was a nicely magenta dress, not too dark, but still not too much creamy pink. It's a magenta dress with ribbons for shoulders, and a long soft red belt with rose on it. And the details on the rear end were caught her eyes as well.

"This looks... good," She could smile a bit, and she grabbed it to the changing room next to it, "I'm gonna try this for a while." Then the girl went inside the room.

Next to the girl's changing room is the boy's one. And next to it, Milo was walking through. He didn't know if he picked the right tuxedo for him. Murphy's Law didn't occur today, and that was a bit luck, since he didn't have to pay more. But looking for a suitable clothes was harder than he thought.

But while he was checking, something caught his eyes. He turned his head 90 degrees, and saw a set of man clothes next to him. The set had a black short-sleeved tuxedo with a white shirt for inside. The set also came with an elite fedora.

"Hmm..." He took a deep look at it. Spotted the changing room next to it, he made a decision, "Well, guess I better try these." He stepped in and made a change.

After a few minutes, Amanda took a look at herself in the mirror in that dress. She looked... gorgeous, "I'm so... pretty." She complimented herself, "The details on this are sparkling whenever I shake the dress. And it doesn't make me a hotter anyway." And another few minutes to change back to her casual clothes and went out to the room.

Milo was trying on his new look. He didn't have approriate pants, which made him a bit ridiculous. But he would have it later at home. Anyway, the new look of Milo was totally new. He put on a tuxedo with white shirt... and came along a small light-blue tie with a fedora, made him a total nerd of Mexican romance guy, "And this would pull off surprise for Amanda." He got a few seconds to put it out and brought it to the accoutant.

And their shopping was done. Amanda was the one getting out first. It was sunset already and Amanda carried her bag to the bike before she was biking to him again. But before that, she evetually saw a person. A surprise appearance, that she questioned in her head, "Was he going shopping just as I did?"

Milo spotted her, and said hi to her from the entrance of the mall, "Hi Amanda!"

"Hi Milo!" The girl smiled.

"Were you going shopping as well?" He asked.

"And it's revealed that you were doing the same."

Milo laughed as he heard her, "That's funny. Anyway, see you tomorrow. You're gonna love my new look," He winked.

She grabbed her bag to his view, said "And I got a new dress today. You definitely gonna like mine from a first look."

"I will." Milo then biked to his home. He turned his head and waved goodbye, as Amanda waved back and then had a bike to her home as well. How would tomorrow turn out? Either of them knew, but they knew they would shine like a central attention of the party.

They were biking to their respective houses, with expectations of seeing each other again in a nice fancy clothes, and maybe, have a dance again?


And that, my friends, is the first chapter for this story. Milo and Amanda were so much fun to write here, and they have opposite personalities and... that's what I like about them.

Is this chapter good? Just want to start with a fun chapter, and hope you guys like it just fine. But that doesn't mean I don't receive critics. You can add it to your reviews, if this story has been bad writing at somewhere.

And one more thing before I go. Can anyone guess what song does the song in this chapter take from? Pretty easy, don't you think? ;)