 Where's the Mast Effective? I'll never tell. I may be a scaredy cat, but I'm no Tao Tao. We'll see just how brave you are, Chuckie. Phil? I'll tell, I'll tell! The toast was clear. Now all I had to do was wait for Chuckie. In the meantime, I thought I'd have a bottle. Mast Effective? Lil, what are you doing here? I thought you were Madame Evil's bestest friend now. I was, but now Philip fights with her all the time and he won't fight with me anymore. Can I be your bestest friend? Think too good when it comes to girls. Call me a sucker for a pink bowl. I thought it was juice, but somehow she slipped me the warm milk. Before I knew it, it was nap time for me. Sucker! I thought Lil was my friend, but she'd throw me away like a used diaper. The key was gone. Madame Evil was going to get those Maltese unless I could get there first. I stood up, but my legs felt like jello, the red kind, not the green kind with bananas that I like. And leave the Maltese within my grasp. Not so fast, Madame Evil. You? I thought we'd push you to bed. Well, it looks like you forgot to tuck me in. Now get away from that safe. Too late, nasty effective. What's that woodchuck? Checking wood? Aw, wise baby, eh? Sorry, Lil, I like chocolate as much as the next baby, but rules are rules and kids who break those rules end up doing hard time out. Well, I'll finger and give her some Maltese or I'll tell my mommy. Lil, we have that same mommy. Of course. Are you? Good work, Lil. Drop a filler or I'll tell my mommy. Alright, babies can talk to grownups anyway. Oops, oh yeah. Now give me those Maltese. Madame Evil was breathing down my diaper. There was nowhere to go but up. Please, we used to call up. Oh, hi, deed. You feeling guilty too? Oh, I started thinking about him all alone up here. What do you say we go in and give him a little company?