It's prom time! Also time for Milo to reveal his true feelings to Melissa, but Drakken and Shego have something big planned! And how does Mort fit into all this? We're about to find out! ROLL IT!


While Milo was considering his feelings for Melissa, just a few doors down at Melissa's house...Mort had arrived.

"'Lissie! There's a very handsome boy here for you!" Mrs. Dr. Chase called out.

"Now let's get one thing straight here, Mister!" Mr. Dr. Chase barked in attempt to lay down the law on Mort. Mort, however, was prepared.

"Oh, you read my mind, sir. Now Melissa explained to me that her normal curfew is 10:00, but on special occasions and rescue missions, you extend it to 11, but I think it best if we stick with 10."

Mr. Dr. Chase was impressed. "Really? This young man has...got it goin' on!"

Mr. Chase...don't ever talk hip again.

"Why don't you get the camera, Richie?"

"Alrighty!"


At that precise moment, Melissa appeared at the top of the steps - her long ginger hair now done in a bun and now sporting a long sparkling sky blue dress with matching high heel shoes. As she descended the staircase, she had to dodge the rockets made by her annoying twin brothers.


"COMING THROUGH!" Phineas and Ferb called out.

"I'M SO GONNA GET YOU TWEEBS!" Melissa growled as Mort jumped out of the way, opening the front door and sending Phineas and Ferb out.

"Nice reflexes!" Mr. Dr. Chase chimed.

"Thank you, sir."

"Is it just me or is he perfect?"

"He seems like a pretty nice guy..." Mrs. Dr. Chase answered her daughter. But as Melissa went to Mort for prom pics, her mom turned to a picture of Melissa with Milo. She had always hoped that Milo and Melissa would one day hook up.


"Aren't your parents gonna be here?"

"It's just my dad and he's always busy at the office. Like right now, he's working on some super secret project," Mort explained.

"I get how that feels. I know! How about I do double prints?" Mr. Dr. Chase suggested.


Later that night, Melissa and Mort were at the Danville High prom, with the DJ now playing Jesse McCartney's 'Shine On'.

"Yo, Chase and the new kid got the funk!" Jeremy said, looking to the hot new couple of the prom.

"Whatever, Jeremy..." Candace scoffed.


We take things to Bueno Nacho #582, where we find Milo, who decided not to go to prom.

"Welcome to Bueno Nacho! May I take your order?" Neal greeted. "Milo, something's horribly wrong here!" He whispered to Milo.

Milo sighed. "Ya got that right. I'll take 2 chimmeritos, 3 orders of nacos - all Grande Size - and a Grande Size soda to go..."

Uh...Chase can't wait!

"Strike that. Make it for here. Chase can't wait."

"You got it!" Neal chimed. "Milo, snap out of your funk! We got a major big time situation here!"

"NEAL, YOU WORTHLESS SLUG!" The new assistant manager Lars bellowed. "Did you ask our favorite customer if he'd like some Diablo Sauce with that?"

"I did not...Diablo?"

"Oh...whatever..."

Milo's order came out quick as Neal wrote something on the tray, only for it to be covered by Milo's food order. "Yeah...Gracias..." Lars said with indifference.

"And have a Muy Bueno day!"


Milo took to his favorite table with Chase in tow. As Chase started eating away, he moved the nacos out of the way to reveal that Neal had written the word 'EVIL' on the tray. Milo paid no mind to it as he opened his straw, only to find that it didn't bend like he remembered!

"No...IT CAN'T BE! NOOOOO!"


Milo charged up to the counter to confront Lars.

"THIS IS THE LAST STRAW!"

"I beg your pardon!"

"THIS IS THE LAST STRAW!"

"No...we have more in the back!"

"You took away the bendy straws!"

Neal thought Milo had caught on, but after the bendy straw comment, he slapped his face.

"You, sir, have lost it..."

"Just because I care?"

"About bendy straws?" Lars proceeded to chuckle, taunting Milo. But this angered the jinx.

"I'M TELLING ON YOU!"

"Telling who?"

"YOUR BOSS!"


Milo quickly took to a nearby phone and called Zack. "Zack, it's me. I'm at Bueno Nacho and I've got comments and concerns..."

"Okaaay...want me to patch you through to the 800 number?"

"NO WAY! I'm going straight to the top! Gonna have some words with the head honcho!"

"Milo, I don't know about this. Getting through to a CEO is mad tricky. This guy's line is probably super top secret..." Zack remarked as he tapped away at his computer, soon greeted with a series of beeps. "GOT IT! YOU'RE IN!"


At Bueno Nacho Headquarters...

"Hola! Bueno Nacho...EL PRESIDENTE SPEAKING!"

It was Drakken!


Back with Milo...

"Dr. Drakken?!" Milo said, shocked.

"If this is about switching my long distance..." CLICK!

"Drakken is a very busy man, Mr. Murphy. There is no need to bother him."

Milo had then pieced it all together...Drakken was behind it all. He had bought Bueno Nacho and made all the changes! Neal and Chase stormed out of the building...AS THE DIABLO TOYS HAD COME TO LIFE!

"DIABLOS, ATTACK!"

The Diablos marched on Milo, but he and Chase escaped on Milo's scooter. He knew there was one person he could turn to for a situation this dire.


Back at Danville High...

BEEP-BEEP-BE-BEEP!

BEEP-BEEP-BE-BEEP!

BEEP-BEEP-BE-BEEP!


The Melissa-link went off! Melissa rushed over to where Sara was and grabbed the Melissa-link.

"Maybe you oughta let that one go to voicemail..." Sara remarked.

"What if it's Zack chiming in with a mission? What if your brother's in trouble, Sara?"

"Well, you got me there..." Sara conceded as Mort walked over. "Mort! Hi!"


BEEP-BEEP-BE-BEEP!


"I think Zack would understand..." Mort said.

"I guess..."

Just then, Milo had made his way to Danville High with just 5 words..."THE DIABLO TOYS ARE EVIL!"


Everything ground to a halt there. Outside, the Diablos rushed towards the front door, but when Milo opened the door, no Diablos. "WHAT?! They were right here!"

"You okay, dude?" Mort asked.

"I know that tone! That's the 'Milo's a nutjob' tone! I ain't falling for it because I don't care what you think! Only person who's opinion matters to me is Melissa! And I know she'll back me up on this! Right, Melissa?"

"You got it, Milo! The toys were definitely here and they're evil!"

"Thank you, Melissa! Buckle up, because it gets freakier from here! Drakken's behind it all!"

Mort chuckled. "The take over the world mad scientist guy?"

"YES! He used the more than 30,000 Bueno Nacho locations around the world to hand out his evil prizes!"

Melissa got a mean look in her eyes. "I'm gonna check this out."

"You actually believe Milo's extremely far-fetched story?"

"Milo might be on to something here..." Melissa said. Mort tried to intervene, but...

"BACK OFF, PRETTY BOY!" Milo barked as Melissa busted out her Melissa-link and called Zack to analyze Milo's last phone call to the CEO of Bueno Nacho.


"So it was definitely Drakken?"

"Voice print confirms it, Melissa."

"What of Milo's 'Evil Toy' theory?"

"Well, I just scanned the one I got in my Little Ninos meal - the circuitry is way beyond anything I've ever seen!"

That's when Melissa got the idea. "Better show it to an expert."

"Who?"

"My dad! Be back as fast as I can! It's a save the world thing!"


Within a half-hour, Milo and Melissa were back at Melissa's place.

"No way! I don't believe it!" Mr. Dr. Chase beamed.

"What is it, dad?"

"They're totally evil, aren't they?"

"The cybertronic technology! It's the Hephaestus Project! He used MY invention to build these!"

"You know, for an evil genius, Drakken is pretty dumb..."

Melissa and her dad looked at Milo with a 'not impressed' look.

"Come on! He steals a $3 billion cybertronic technology project and he just gives it away with a naco? And yet he ditches the bendy straws? This man has no clue how to run a fast food business!"


Back at Bueno Nacho World Headquarters...

...Drakken's phone rang. On the other end was Shego.

"Shego, status report!"

"It's a mixed bag."

"WHAT?!"

"On the plus side - global saturation has reached optimum level. We can strike at midnight!"

"What's the bad news?"

"There's a snag. And by snag, I mean..."

"Oh no, don't tell me...Melissa Chase?"

"How'd you guess?"

Drakken groaned. "No! Not this time! We strike at the rest of the world at midnight, as planned! But I want Danville online NOW! Oh, and Shego...I want you to run to Danville High and pick up something for me..."

That pickup...was Melissa's prom date.


Back at Melissa's place...

"How'd it go down there?" Mrs. Dr. Chase asked.

"That Drakken fellow stole my technology to make those...Little Diablos!" Mr. Dr. Chase told his wife.

"We're playing with stolen technology!" Ferb beamed.

"COOL!" Phineas added.

"The craze is off the chain!" Melissa freaked.

"Every kid on the planet must have one!" Milo remarked.

"Dad, you said the Hephaestus Project was some kind of...living metal?"

"That's how we sold it to the board of directors. The cybertronic technology can repair itself, modify itself...it can actually grow! Don't worry, it can't do anything without a command signal!"

And speak of the devil (no pun intended), there's a command signal now! With that signal, Phineas and Ferb's Diablos grew to 10 feet tall and became mad rampaging robots.


"Mom, get dad and the Tweebs out of here!" Melissa called out. "We'll distract the Diablos!"

"Chase, we're on!" Milo called out and out of his pocket came his naked mole rat friend Chase. But at the sight of the Diablos, Chase slipped back into Milo's pocket. The first blast burned part of Melissa's prom dress.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Do you know how much babysitting I had to do to pay for this dress?!"

Bad move, Diablos! Never...Anger...Melissa Chase! As Melissa distracted one of the Diablos, Milo and Chase were freaking out at the sight of the other.

"That would be so cool if it wasn't the last thing we were ever going to see!"

However, thanks to Murphy's law...both of the Diablos self-destructed!

"Nice use of Murphy's law, Milo!" Melissa congratulated. Unknown to them, her parents and brothers had modified Milo's scooter with Phineas and Ferb's rockets and the J-200 rocket fuel that her dad developed.


"'Lissie! Think fast!" Mr. Dr. Chase called out, tossing helmets to the duo of Milo and Melissa.

"BLAST OFF!" Phineas and Ferb called out as the newly modified scooter rocketed their way.

"Zack, we have a problem here," Melissa chimed in on her Melissa-link.

"If it has anything to do with giant destructive robots, I think I can relate."

"My dad says they need a command signal in order to do anything."

"Makes sense - take out the signal, shut down the robots. But I'm in no position to track down the signal for you, guys..."

"Must be coming from the source of all things evil...BUENO NACHO!"


They made it to Bueno Nacho at lightning speed. Lars had come out, looking at his boss's handiwork.

"Man, they even changed the giant taco sign!"

"Milo, that's where the command signal's coming from!"

"Well, how are we gonna take that out?"

"Perhaps we won't have to..."

Milo had launched his scooter onto the roof of Bueno Nacho #582. Lars was looking at the duo of Milo and Melissa, but the Diablo robot was closing in.

"Looking the wrong way, dude!" Milo called out as the Diablo took out the sign and the command signal, shutting down and shrinking.


BEEP-BEEP-BE-BEEP!


"Zack! You okay?"

"Yeah. Diablo has shut down and shrunk down...thanks to you, I'm guessing."

"I think we took out the command signal..."

"Which sounds like a good thing..."

"Hang on! I just got this freaky hit on the site!"


It was Drakken!

"Congratulations, Ms. Chase! You've already discovered how to foil my evil scheme - in record time, I might add! It is most unfortunate, however, that you will NOT stop me! You WILL surrender!"

"As if!" Melissa remarked.

"As if IF!" Milo added.


"Shego popped by your school dance and met the nicest boy! Well, I don't need to tell you how nice he is...and cute!"

"Melissa...what's going on here?"

"Mort..."


"The choice is yours, Melissa Sabrina! If you care about your dear Mort's safety...SURRENDER IS YOUR ONLY OPTION!"

Bad move, Drakken! You just made this personal!


Next time: The battlesuit makes its debut and the final battle at Bueno Nacho HQ! Stay tuned!