Shipping and handling
It was time for homeroom at Jefferson County Middle School. Attendance had just been taken when Principal Milder came in to make an announcement to the class. This had Milo and the others very intrigued, as Milder usually did these things over the PA. They also noticed that she had brought a young girl with her.
"Class, I'd like to introduce you to Hannah Davies. She'll be starting at this school today and I'd like you to make her feel welcome," Milder announced. With all eyes looking at her, Hannah buried her face in the book she carried around with her. Zack and Shane took note of this.
"Oh boy, I've been there. Being the new kid in school can be a nightmare," Zack observed.
"I hear you. I still consider myself lucky I befriended you guys when I started," Shane agreed. Zack then had the idea to wave to Hannah and gesture her towards an empty seat at Shane and Mark's desk. Hannah took Zack up on the offer to sit with them, although she was still retreating into herself.
"So, introductions. I'm Zack, that's Milo, she's Melissa, then there's Amanda, Shane, and Mark," Zack introduced the gang. Hannah took one look at Milo.
"Wait, you're the Milo Murphy? You're the reason I had to sign all that paperwork before I came here?" Hannah asked. She then clasped her hand around her mouth, as if she was scared she accidentally uttered a curse. Milo just laughed in response.
"Believe it or not, I came up with half of that," Milo replied. He then noticed Hannah's book. What's that you've got there?" Milo inquired. Hannah stuttered awkwardly.
"It's a work in progress. I'm still trying to stick the ending," Hannah answered. She seemed very restrained and her tone was one that sounded very uncomfortable. The others deduced that she had a chronic shyness problem and tried to put her at ease as best they could.
"You should see my sister's works. She holds the record for 'Most Doctor Zone fanfiction submitted' on the official fansite," Milo responded.
"Hold on, ZoneFan01 is your sister? I love her work," Hannah complimented.
"I could even bring you round to meet her if you want. I have a feeling you two would have a lot to talk about," Milo offered.
"Yeah, you could take her off our hands. I can't count the number of times we've been roped into Zone marathons, not that they're not fun, it's just we really like sleep more," Melissa added. Hannah then smiled, albeit weakly.
"Thanks a lot. I never invitations like that from my old school. Most kids there thought I was some weirdo and avoided me like the plague. Over time, it became easier to blend in, to the point where no-one noticed I was even there, not even my teachers. That's why I transferred here," Hannah explained her backstory. The others couldn't help but feel a little sad about this. No-one liked being left out.
"Yeah, we kinda noticed you up there," Amanda stated.
"Well, you joined the right friendship group. Zack and I were new kids not too long ago ourselves. Milo took us in and made us what we are now," Shane assured. Zack then gave Milo a bro hug.
"Yeah, this little dork can make friends with just about anybody, unless they abduct him or have plans to take over the world, but I don't think we have to worry about that with you," Zack said.
"Plus, look at that face and tell me you don't want to take him home with you," Mark chimed in.
"So, you have a hobby most don't consider normal. What of it? What is normal these days? I'll tell you, normal is boring. I'm a walking disaster area, Zack was in a boy band, Melissa makes a lot of bets, Amanda schedules every minute of her day, and Shane and Mark are together, largely because of us. Doesn't that seem more interesting to you?" Milo put to Hannah, who gave it a lot of thought.
"You sure you don't mind me hanging around you guys?" Hannah probed.
"The more, the merrier, plus we could use more girls in this group," Melissa answered. Hannah then grew a very confident smile on her face.
"Thanks, you guys," Hannah replied. She then produced another book from her backpack. "I also draw. I'm hoping to get into the animation industry someday, so I've been practicing," Hannah added. She showed her new friends what she had done so far, and all of them were very impressed. Most were recognised as fanart of characters from various works of fiction, but others they had a hard time placing.
"Are these original characters that you made up?" Amanda inquired.
"Yeah. I was very lonely, so I drew this lot for company. My parents work a lot of hours, so I barely spend any time with them, and I have no siblings. When the other kids shunned me, the characters I drew would never judge, always listen, and were just there when I needed them," Hannah explained.
"Hannah, I promise you now that you'll never have to worry about being lonely ever again. In fact, having an otaku in our friendship group might actually be fun. What do you say, you want to call us friends?" Milo vowed and outstretched his hand, which Hannah took, then squeezed Milo into a hug.
"Thanks, Milo," Hannah replied. While the others smiled and cheered, Melissa was restraining Amanda from lunging at Hannah for hugging her 'Milo-muffin'. Hannah saw that Amanda took issue with the gesture and let go, not wanting to alienate her new friends so soon.
The rest of the day passed by with no notable incidents. Sure, the occasional display would collapse or water main would burst, but that was par for the course around Milo. Hannah quickly learned to embrace the weirdness that came with being a friend of Milo, and before anyone knew it, the bell for dismissal came. Everyone was eager to get out of school, and Milo had plans.
"Say, Hannah, you wanna come over and meet my sister? Maybe you two could compare story ideas. She'd love you," Milo invited. Hannah was taken aback by this. She had never been to a friend's house before and was unsure how to proceed. Not wanting to squander this opportunity, Hannah accepted and video called her mum on her cell phone to let her know. Her mother was just as surprised as she was.
"When you say 'friends' you mean actual people, right? Not those you drew or imagined," Mrs. Davies asked. Hannah introduced her to the friends she made on her first day at school. Mrs. Davies smiled affectionately at all of them but took a second glance at Milo. "Isn't he this 'Calamity Kid' I've been hearing so much about?" Mrs' Davies probed. Milo laughed at this.
"Calamity Kid? That's a new one," Milo commented.
"Mum, don't be so judgemental. He's really nice," Hannah rebuked. She then looked both ways and leaned in closer to the screen. "…..and kinda cute, too," Hannah whispered.
"I heard that!" Amanda remarked.
"Wow, it seems every new kid we get develops a crush on you, Milo," Zack observed.
"I don't know about every new kid. You didn't, as far as I know," Milo countered.
"OK, most new kids, then," Zack recanted.
"Can you blame us? He's adorable," Shane complimented. Amanda then came rushing over and hugged Milo so tightly he could barely breathe.
"He's also mine, and don't you forget it," Amanda warned.
"Adorable antics aside, just be back in time for dinner," Mrs. Davies finished.
"Will do, Mum," Hannah obliged and terminated the call. The group then made their way over to Milo's house, where Sara was working on a project in the living room. Doofenshmirtz was in his usual spot, the makeshift shed he built in the back yard. Hannah was curious about the shed.
"Doofenshmirtz Good Incorporated?" Hannah noted.
"Oh, that. Well, we have this eccentric scientist living with us since his building got destroyed. He's relatively harmless," Milo assured.
"Just don't volunteer to be a test subject for his inventions. He doesn't have a very good success rate," Melissa cautioned. As if to prove their point, an explosion could be heard coming from the shed. Doofenshmirtz emerged from it, covered in soot. He patted himself down as best he could before entering the Murphy house.
"You'd think I'd stop putting self-destruct buttons in all my inators, but some habits are hard to break," Doofenshmirtz mused. He then counted the number of Milo's friends that had come over and noticed something off. "You're one extra," Doofenshmirtz observed.
"Oh, this is Hannah. She's…" but before Milo could finish introducing her, Hannah raced to the living room, eager to see Sara's project. "….the new girl," Milo finished. Hannah gasped in delight at what Sara was making.
"Is this a replica of the head of a Roboguy from the 1968 Doctor Zone serial, The Seventh Planet?" Hannah inquired. Sara was surprised that anyone bar Milo would know of such things. While Milo's friends were open to Doctor Zone, they weren't as big a fans as Sara and her brother, yet here this girl was, and she knew what a classic Roboguy looked like.
"Yes, it is. I'm getting this baby ready for the Doctor Zone Masquerade Party in a few days. Milo, who is this?" Sara responded.
"Sara, this is Hannah. She started at our school today. Hannah, this is my sister Sara, otherwise known as ZoneFan01," Milo responded.
"Is that so? Tell me, Hannah, classic Roboguy or modern?" Sara posed.
"Classic all the way. Modern is just too streamlined," Hannah answered.
"Thought on giving the Trashcandroids ranking determined by colour?" Sara wondered.
"Whoever thought that up should be banished to the deepest depths of Dark Space," Hannah replied.
"Last, but not least, who would win in a fight between the Spudlians and the Reptilios?" Sara queried.
"Is that a trick question? While the Spudlians have superior military might, the Reptilios possess unlimited strategic insight and foreplanning skills. Any war between them would go on forever," Hannah explained. Sara chuckled.
"I like this one, Milo," Sara commented. Zack and Melissa, however, could not believe what just happened.
"It's like there's two of them," Melissa stated. They all watched on in astonishment and a little bit of fear when Sara and Hannah went on and on about Doctor Zone. Hannah even showed Sara her portfolio of original designs.
"Wow, for someone who, just hours ago, was burying her face in that book of hers, she's really turned into a social butterfly," Shane observed.
"Your ability to have a positive influence on people's lives never ceases to amaze me, Milo," Mark complimented.
"Right now, I'm wondering whether we'll need to fill out adoption papers for her because she and Sara are bonding as thick as thieves," Milo remarked. After a few hours of hanging out like they usually did, it was time for everyone to go home. Hannah thanked Milo and the others for an awesome day, the best she'd had in a while, and said that she was looking forward to tomorrow. Sara just missed her before she left.
"Oh man, I was hoping to show her my Time Ape plushies," Sara pined.
"There's always next time," Milo consoled.
The next day, Hannah thought it would be a good idea for her new friends to come over to her place, as a way of repaying them for their kindness on her first day at a new school. Eager to see what her home life was like, Milo and friends went over after school to be greeted by Hannah's parents.
"You must be Hannah's new friends she keeps going on about. I wanted to thank you for making my baby girl feel so welcome in your little group. She's been alone for so long and we were starting to worry," Mr. Davies said.
"It meant so much to us that Hannah has you fine young things as friends. Come in, I'm sure she'll be ecstatic to see you here," Mrs. Davies added and let them into their home. Their eyes were drawn to the fridge in the kitchen, which was home to a drawing of Hannah with her new friends.
"Her drawing skills are top-notch. She got everyone's proportions down to a T," Milo noticed.
"Ah, yes, Team Murphy. At least, that's what she calls you," Mr. Davies replied. At that moment, Hannah came downstairs.
"There you are. Come on, I've been dying to show you my latest works," Hannah ushered the group upstairs and into her room. When they went inside, they found that Hannah's room was filled with scrap pieces of paper that had various drawings on them, and her desk was covered in the same, neatly sorted into piles. The labels she had given these piles was something of a concern, albeit a mild one.
"Hannah, I don't mean to pry, but what is 'Milanda' and 'Zalissa'?" Amanda inquired.
"Oh, you like them? Those are my ship names for you guys. You seemed so affectionate towards each other, Amanda especially, that I couldn't help but be inspired," Hannah answered. One picture had Milo and Amanda sharing a slushy drink, gazing lovingly into each other's eyes. Another saw them sunbathing on the beach in each other's arms. The Zalissa pile had Zack and Melissa dancing in a dance hall in fancy clothing, walking in an arboretum, hand in hand, and sharing a loving kiss while in their own private swimming pool. Looking through all the artwork, most of it was pictures of the two main couples locking lips in various situations.
"Well, we all know who we can count on if we ever run out of ideas for dates," Milo awkwardly commented.
"That's just the tip of the iceberg. Check out the other piles," Hannah directed. She then pointed at some other piles of art that had labels of their own. One seemed harmless enough, labelled 'Milissa'. "They're all speculative works, as in, what would it look like had you all chosen someone else," Hannah added. They saw no harm in that. All were secure enough in their current relationships that a glimpse into the other side wouldn't jeopardise what they had now. Besides, it was fun to think about, even if the Zack/Amanda ship had no chance of truly sailing. However, some other piles did draw everyone's attention.
"Do I even want to know what 'Zilo' is?" Zack probed nervously. Melissa laughed at this question, eager to see what art Hannah drew of Milo and Zack. She did not find herself disappointed, as pictures of Milo and Zack in a loving embrace dominated the pile.
"So, that's what you would look like in a doctor's outfit, tending to your patient, Zack," Melissa teased.
"Give me those," Zack retorted. He then flicked through the art pile, his expression growing increasingly alarmed with each picture he saw.
"That ship's my favourite. I just finished a story about you two," Hannah piped up. Milo then took the finished script and read through it.
"Locked in an embrace that symbolised their eternal love for each other, Zack brought his face closer to Milo's and whispered gently in his ear, 'I want you to be my first?!" Milo read out loud. Melissa then took the book and read from where Milo left off.
"Eager to take the next step with his love of three years, Milo whispered back 'Please be gentle with me, I'm a delicate flower'," Melissa dictated and laughed herself silly at what she just read. Zack, however, had a different reaction.
"Please close that book, then kill me with it," Zack requested.
"Oh, come on, Zack. What's wrong with a little BL?" Shane posed.
"It's B-something," Zack retorted.
"That is my favourite genre to write. Something about BL is so pure and refined, I get tingly when I write it," Hannah stated.
"Sorry, but what is BL?" Amanda inquired. Mark then stuck his hand up.
"I know this one, it stands for Boy's Love. It's real popular with the female demographic over in Japan," Mark answered.
"I'm sure it is," Zack rebutted. Milo didn't know what to think. He was an open-minded guy, but he never considered doing 'that' with Zack. He wanted to wait until he was old enough, and even then, only with Amanda. Melissa, however, was having the time of her life.
"I'll give you ten bucks for all that Zilo art," Melissa offered.
"What?!" Zack exclaimed.
"Oh come on. I'm clearly worth twenty," Milo joked. Hannah, however, was picking up some discomfort amongst her peers.
"Oh jeez, I'm sorry, guys. This is just me expressing myself. I didn't mean to put you guys off," Hannah said remorsefully.
"It's OK, we all have our quirks, just as long as no-one else sees this," Milo forgave, but at that moment, the window burst open and a freak gust of wind blew all the artwork out of the room. Zack sighed heavily.
"We're gonna hafta find all that before others see it, aren't we?" Zack asked, rather dejectedly.
"Yes. Yes, we are," Milo replied. They all hurried out of the house and the hunt was on for Hannah's scattered works. More gusts of wind blew them further and further away until they came to rest at a far-away building, where the farmer and his wife were arguing about his latest business venture.
"You put all your savings into an art gallery and forget to buy the art? What, did you think that drawings would just blow in from out of no-where?" the farmer's wife interrogated, when all of a sudden, Hannah's work came blowing in from all directions. The farmer then gathered it all up.
"We could display this," the farmer suggested.
"Sure, why not," the farmer's wife asked rhetorically, out of sheer disbelief.
Sometime later, Team Murphy came across the grand opening of an art gallery. Once the ribbon was cut and a crowd of on-lookers was allowed inside, they immediately saw that Hannah's artwork was on full display for all to see. Hannah felt like her social life was ending right in front of her. Soon, all of Danville would see this, and she was scared her new friends would cast her out for embarrassing them in this way, and she would be alone again. She started having a panic attack and hyperventilating, which Milo was quick to notice.
"Hey, hey, hey, calm down. Everything's going to be fine," Milo tried to ease her pain, but it wasn't working.
"No, it's not. Everyone in town is going to see this. They'll start asking questions, assuming things, and don't get me started on all the mockery you'll be subjected to b-b-because of m-m-me," Hannah started to cry, but Amanda pulled her into a soothing hug.
"Don't worry about us. We can handle anything that comes our way, and we won't blame you for any of it," Amanda calmed.
"We better find the curator and convince them to take all of this down. Hopefully, they'll understand if we tell them this is all one big mistake," Melissa suggested.
"We should split up to cover more ground. Milo, Amanda, you two take Hannah and search over by the 'Milanda' and 'Milissa' sections. Melissa, you and Zack search 'Zalissa' and 'Melanda'. Mark and I will cover the 'Zilo' section. Let's move," Shane directed and they all fanned out. As Milo, Amanda, and Hannah searched, they couldn't help but be impressed at the number of people that were admiring Hannah's work, and the work itself. Amanda had a burning question she had been afraid to ask for a while, but she felt now was the time to ask it.
"Milo, I've been meaning to ask, how come you and Melissa never hooked up?" Amanda wondered. Milo gave this some thought.
"Well, we have been friends since first grade. Over time, I saw her as a second sister to me. The spark just wasn't there," Milo responded.
"There's a term for that. It's called the Westermarck Effect. It states that two people who live in close domestic proximity during the first few years of their lives become desensitised to romantic attraction. If Melissa was around you long enough, that may explain it," Hannah informed. Her impromptu psychology lecture had to be put on hold when Milo and Amanda spotted two groups of people arguing up ahead.
"Isn't it obvious? Milo clearly belongs with Amanda! It's right there, opposites attract, and you don't get more opposite than a perfectionist and a jinx!" one team leader argued.
"Oh please! Anyone with a brain knows that Milo and Melissa have way more chemistry, not to mention they're best friends, and that is one step away from romance!" the other team leader countered.
"And that is our cue to leave," Milo ushered Amanda and Hannah away.
"Wrong! Best friends don't need to hook up! That is an over-used cliché!" the 'Milanda' team leader shot back.
"Well, at least Melissa didn't avoid Milo like Amanda did!" the 'Milissa' team leader remarked.
At the 'Zalissa' section, Zack and Melissa were also trying to find the curator, but they kept getting distracted by Hannah's displayed works. Some of these, Zack thought, were really well done. It was obvious that Hannah wanted to get across the love Zack and Melissa had for each other and communicate it to whoever saw the pictures, and in that respect, she succeeded. Zack had just asked Melissa the same question that Amanda asked Milo, and Melissa gave pretty much the same answer, that Milo was more like a dorky little brother to her.
"Also, if it weren't for Milo, we probably would've never met, and I'd rather not think about that," Zack recalled.
"Me neither. We've really come a long way since we met, facing walking plants, aliens, dream demons, and robots from the future. Whatever comes next, I want all of us to be a team to face it together," Melissa agreed. Zack then wrapped his arms around Melissa's waist in a loving embrace.
"It'll be us against the universe, and we'll win every time," Zack said. Their loving moment was interrupted by two other groups of shippers arguing in the halls.
"All I'm saying is if you can't appreciate the romantic chemistry these two have, you clearly have no place in this section!" the 'Zalissa' team leader asserted.
"Oh, come on! With the way things are going now, I wouldn't be surprised if Melissa was revealed to be into girls and shacked up with Amanda," the 'Melanda' team leader countered.
"Since when was that a trend?!" the 'Zalissa' team demanded to know.
"Errrrr, since Jackie Lynn Thomas, Korra, Luna Loud. Need I go on? And don't get me started on this new ship called 'Lumity'!" the 'Melanda' team replied.
"You shut your pie hole! Jackie, I'll give you since that came right out of nowhere, but all those other examples are pure, unbridled loves that were built up over time! They will not make Melissa a girl who's into girls all of a sudden simply because they want to catch a trend. They're better than that!" the 'Zalissa' team argued.
"And we're leaving, now," Zack guided Melissa out of the area. Over in the 'Zilo' section, which also contained various artwork featuring the pairings of Shilo, Milark, and Shark, Shane and Mark were not having any better luck finding the curator. On the plus side, the turnout to see these displays were plentiful. They mostly consisted of other individuals like Shane and Mark who yearned for representation, as well as a lot of female patrons. However, the peace did not last long, as these groups started arguing as well.
"When is it our turn to make our debut? Us boy lovers deserve just as much attention as the girl lovers do," the male group complained.
"Oh please! Clyde McBride and Willow having two dads each isn't enough for you?" the female group asked.
"No. I would argue that it is time for a male lead character to have a male love interest. They could start with this 'Milo' person," the male group leader responded.
"No. No. NO! You can't just change someone's orientation because you think it would be cute. He's clearly into girls. You just want him to like guys because you want him to like you!" the female leader accused.
"So what if I do! He's adorable!" the male leader rebuffed.
"Does Milo hold the record for 'Danville's sweetest cinnamon roll' or something?" Shane queried.
"Well I'm glad we agree on something, but if I can live with the fact that I'll never be able to take Milo home with me, so can you!" the female leader exclaimed.
"Only one way to settle this!" the male leader said authoritatively. Shane and Mark chose this moment to retreat to the back, where the other two groups were waiting for them.
"You guys fled angry shippers too?" Zack guessed.
"It's like a powder keg waiting to blow out there," Mark responded.
"You're telling me," came a voice from behind them. He identified himself as the curator, and he had been hidden here all this time because he couldn't deal with the tension.
"We've been looking for you everywhere. No-one else was supposed to see this. We wanted to ask if you could take all this down," Melissa explained.
"Nothing would give me greater pleasure, but I don't know who the original artist is," the curator replied.
"I am, the name's Hannah Davies, and I'm really sorry for all of this," Hannah piped up.
"It's not your fault, dear. Let's get this all gathered up," the curator eased and they made to remove all the art when the curator's wife approached them, looking like she came out of a war zone.
"Will you do something about this!" the wife demanded. They emerged from their hiding spot to find that a riot had broken out. Mobs of shippers were hitting each other, destroying property, and yelling battle cries.
"What happened to my security?!" the curator probed.
"He's over there," the wife answered and their attention turned to Elliot in a security guard uniform trying to hold back two fighters.
"Oh, it's you. I should've known," Elliot remarked.
"Elliot, what the devil's going on here?!" Milo asked. As if to answer his question, someone yelled 'SHIP WARRRRRRRRR' from the main floor. Milo had had enough at this point. He turned to one fighter and grabbed him.
"Alright, that's enough!" Milo ordered, but the fighter he grabbed responded by delivering a palm strike that knocked him flat, and the riot resumed, while Zack, Melissa, Amanda, Hannah, Shane, Mark, the curator, and his wife were dragging an unconscious Milo out of the riot zone. They made it out just in time for the police to arrive.
Milo woke up on an ambulance stretcher being seen to by paramedics who had responded to the scene. Police were quick to quell the riot that had wrecked the art gallery. Unfortunately, they were too late to save any of the displays. Hannah was sat next to him, a visible wreck. She had her head buried in her knees and her face was red from all the crying she'd done.
"The good news is all your art got destroyed in the riot. The bad news is all your art got destroyed in the riot," Milo tried to calm her down.
"Y-y-you must hate me M-M-Milo. On my second day, I embarrassed you and your f-f-friends on a massive scale, i-i-incited a r-riot and p-p-p-put you on a s-s-s-stretcher," Hannah cried out, at that point, the waterworks came flooding out.
"Don't worry about that. Everyone will forget this by next week, and I get hospitalised once a month. I even have my own suite," Milo assured.
"It's true. There's even a codeword for whenever we get called to the Murphy house," one of the paramedics confirmed.
"And those idiots back there don't get the message behind your art like we do. Shipping isn't about who's right and who's wrong. It's about seeing two people make a connection, wishing them the best happiness they can find, and being happy for them. I think you get that across very nicely," Milo complimented. Hannah calmed down a little after hearing that.
"You really think so?" Hannah probed.
"I'm not the only one," Milo pointed out. Milo's friends then all joined him and Hannah.
"I, for one, can't wait to see what you come up with next," Melissa said encouragingly.
"Milo's right, having an otaku for a friend is fun," Zack added.
"Never stop being you, for anything," Amanda guided.
"Can I be in your next BL fic with Milo?" Shane requested.
"I like the fact that you're LGBT inclusive. You don't see a lot of that these days," Mark observed.
"What, you've never swung the other way before?" Hannah asked.
"No," Melissa, Amanda, and Zack replied at once.
"Well, I did have to give Shane mouth-to-mouth resuscitation one time. Does that count?" Milo probed.
"According to the Unwritten Rulebook of Teenage Romance, a kiss only counts if both parties are conscious and there was tongue. Since your example meets neither criteria, I'd say no, it does not count," Amanda responded.
"Wait, you have swung?" Melissa asked Hannah.
"It was at my first convention last year. I met a fangirl, we got to talking, and one thing led to another. I think she may have been my first girl-crush," Hannah recollected.
"Details, now," Melissa begged, but before Hannah could disclose any, the curator approached the group with a piece of paper in his hands.
"Not everything was destroyed in the riot. This survived," the curator handed the art to Hannah. It was a drawing of her surrounded by Team Murphy, and they were all donning very happy smiles. Hannah gained some renewed confidence after seeing this treasured relic survive the ordeal.
"Thanks, you guys. This means a lot," Hannah returned the affection shown to her. They all huddled together, then Zack asked something no-one expected.
"So, who do you ship yourself with?" Zack wondered.
"Oh, that's my secret," Hannah teased.
Author's note: This is another of my season 3 pitches for MML. After marathoning The Owl House, and realising that Luz Noceda is essentially the fan in all of us given animated form, I decided to write my version of what the MML gang would do when faced with what I call 'shipper culture'. Think of it as something similar to 'Sense and Insensitivity' (Owl House), The Shippening (Gumball), and 'Civil Wart' (Amphibia). The usual disclaimers, I own nothing, Dan, Swampy, and Disney own Milo Murphy's Law. Enjoy.