(Opens to an empty space. Wander and Sylvia then comes into view as they are chased by Lord Dominator's ship.)
Sylvia: AAAHHH!!! You snuck onto Dominator's ship to...
Wander: ...Discover her breakfast beverage of choice. Coffee gal, huh! Would've pegged her for a tea person.
Sylvia: Well, now she's gonna peg us! (Runs in the direction of Dominator's ship) Oh, that's it! I am sick and tired of Dominator! Sick and tired of running, of being blasted, and I am sick and tired of this galaxy! This is too hard!
(The camera shifts from back and forth of Dominator's ship and Sylvia is shown charging towards it)
Sylvia: I. Need. A. BREAK!!! (runs over the ship)
(A car screeching sound is heard. Cut to Wander and Sylvia hiding behind a meteor.)
Sylvia: (sighs) Sorry, pal, but we gotta get out if here!
Wander: No, Sylvia. We've gotta get Hater and Dominator together. There's literally nothing in the galaxy that could stop me from uniting those two in love.
Sylvia: You wanna meet my family?
(Wander looks excited as his hat pops out confetti.)
Wander: Sylvia's home world, here we come!
(Title card appears, freeze-frame.)
Wander: Sylvia, did you play on this street? Sylvia, did you eat in that diner? Sylvia, do you know that guy? What about her, or him?
Sylvia: Just because I'm from here doesn't mean I know everybody. Hey, Joe.
Joe: Whassup, Syl? Long time no see.
Sylvia: [sighs] Hey, house. Glad to see you haven't changed. Man, Ma's gonna flip when she sees me. Wander, she's not gonna flip that much! Put that hug away.
Wander: But I've got room in here for your whole family.
Sylvia: No! (Wander crosses his arms, looking deflated) Perfect! (She knocks on the door)
Bill, Phil and Gil: I'll get it. / No, I will! [voices arguing]
Sylvia: Uh, hey, Bill, Phil, Gil.
Sylvia: Glad to see you, too, you narfin' froods.
Dorothy: Language.
Sylvia: Ma!
Dorothy: Oh, hey, Sylvia. Good to see ya. Take the groceries, huh?
Wander: She seems nice.
Sylvia: Oh, she'll be fine. She's probably just a little sore because I kinda sorta left home without telling anybody.
Wander: You did what?!
Sylvia: Oh, she's a tough old broad. She'll bust my chops for a bit, and then everything will be right as rain. [groans] Now that that's done, time for a little rest and reclination. [sighs]
News anchor: Lord Dominator has taken down yet another planetary system-- (The following is largely drowned out by Sylvia) making it the ninth this mo-
Sylvia: Ugh! What else is on? (She changes the TV to display color bars.) Whew!
(Dorothy snorts angrily and goes back to the kitchen)
Dorothy: Syl, dinner isn't gonna cook itself.
Wander: I can help.
Dorothy: No, you're our guest. [yelling] Sylvia!
Wander: So, you guys must have all kinds of wacky stories about Sylvia.
Bill: Sylvia, quiet that monkey down. I'm trying to watch this, uh colors show.
Wander: Oh, I'm no monkey. Folks call me Wan...
Gil: He's not a monkey, he's a cat!
Phil: So let me ask you something there, monkey-cat. How much you bench?
Bill: Oh, please, when have you seen a cat?
Gil: Uh, just last week, I saw two cats.
Phil: Two cats, he says. Uh, this guy.
Gil: Don't you start with me.
[all arguing]
Wander: So, Gram, you must have some stories about Sylvia.
Gram: I don't like you.
Dorothy: Peel these. And those.
Sylvia: Grop!
Dorothy: Language.
Sylvia: Sorry. Do you have a peeler? (Dorothy gives her a tiny peeler, she frowns) So, Ma, things seem like they're... [blender whirs] I like what you've done with... [blender whirs] It's... [blender whirs] just... [blender whirs] so... [blender whirs] nice... [blender whirs] to... [blender whirs] be... [blender whirs] home. [blender whirs]
Dorothy: What was that?
Sylvia: Nothin'.
Dorothy: Good. When you're done, you can start on the carrots.
Wander: Um, is there a salad?
Dorothy: I'm sorry, a... a what?
Bill: It's all right, Ma. He means, like, bananas and nuts. Stuff monkeys eat.
Gil: You sure you wouldn't like a nice saucer of milk... kitty?
Sylvia: Here you go, buddy. (She gives Wander a leaf which he starts to munch)
Dorothy: Syl, you remember the butter?
Phil: So, cat-monkey, how do you and my sister know each other?
Wander: Actually, Sylvia's been helping me help folks all over the galaxy.
Phil: Oh, yeah? What do you get paid to help?
Wander: Just the warm satisfaction of knowing our friends are happy.
Phil: Huh. So nothin' then. Where do you live?
Wander: We live wherever the stars take us.
Gram: They're space hobos.
Sylvia: (Carrying a huge butter in a butter container) No, look, we help people by trying to thwart villains by...
Dorothy: Fat-free. Cholesterol. (Sylvia groans)
Phil: Seriously? You beat up bad guys?
Wander: Oh, gracious, no. I don't hit anyone. I prefer to use the power of love. Besides, there's no stronger muscle than your heart.
Gram: Dirty space hippie.
Bill: You tellin' me you never hit no one?
Gil: Cats don't hit, they scratch.
Bill: So do monkeys. They'll scratch your eyes out.
Phil: He's not a monkey!
[thrashing and crashing]
Sylvia: (Comes back with a huge jar of butter, opens it, sits at the table) All right. Finally. I am... (She realizes there's no food left) May I please be excused?
Dorothy: Okay. After you clean the dining room.
[anguished shriek]
Sylvia: I'm sick and tired of Ma!
Wander: So... how's it going?
Sylvia: I'm sick and tired of working, I'm sick of being bossed around, and I'm sick and tired of this house! This is too hard. Like I said, I need a break. Sorry, pal, we've gotta get outta here.
Dorothy: Oh, so you're leavin' again.
Sylvia: Ma, don't start.
Dorothy: Oh, it's fine. Things are maybe a little too tough for you here.
Wander: I feel like things are getting to that yelling place where I get thrown against the table again, so... (he hides)
Sylvia: Well, maybe if you were a little easier on me, like you are with my stupid stay-at-home brothers... (They appear behind her)
Phil: Are you callin' me stupid?
Sylvia: Yeah, you're stupid! [all arguing]
Wander: Flabdrassit, that's enough!
Dorothy: Language.
Wander: Everyone, TV room, now! (Cut to Wander and all of the zbornaks in the TV room. Wander holds a stick) This is a talking stick. (He points in at Sylvia, then at her brothers and Gram, and finally, at Dorothy) Only the person holding the talking stick can talk. Now, Miss Dorothy, you go first. "I feel..."
Dorothy: I feel like an idiot holding this stick.
Wander: But how do you feel about Sylvia?
Dorothy: Well, she'd also look like an idiot holding this stick.
Sylvia: See? That's what she always does.
Wander: (Grabs the stick) You can only speak when you're holding the stick!!! Any questions?
Bill: (Grabs the stick while Wander's still holding on to it) Do you like bananas?
Gil: (Grabs the stick) Or tuna fish?
Phil: (Grabs the stick) I've been meanin' to ask you, how much did you say you can bench?
Gram: (Grabs the stick) Did anyone else see the cat-monkey eyeing my pearls? (Sylvia wraps her tail around Wander and holds him in her arms)
Sylvia: He's not eyeing your pearls, Gram.
(Suddenly, Sylvia gets decked by her brothers while Wander dodges, and they start fighting. Wander follows them.)
Wander: (as he chases after the fight cloud) No, no, no!
(Dorothy is then seen watching the brawl, and she joins in.)
Wander: No, this is not promoting positive family values!
(Their fight comes to a halt, showing Sylvia on top of her brothers while Dorothy hits her with a stick.)
Sylvia: Stop!!! Ma, I'm sorry you're mad at me because I left.
Dorothy: [hits Sylvia with a stick and laughs nervously] I'm not mad you left. I'm mad because you came back.
Sylvia: Huh? (Dorothy drags her by her hair through the room, Wander runs after them past Gram, who hides her purse as he runs by) Ow, ow, ow, ow!
(Dorothy opens a door and lets Sylvia in a room with various newspapers and pictures showing Wander and Sylvia's accomplishments)
Dorothy: (Holds back tears) I'm wicked proud of you. Your pop would've been, too. (Sylvia takes a picture showing her and her dad and hugs it. Wander hugs her)
Sylvia: You... you kept all this?
Dorothy: Of course I did. You harass that Hater jerk something fierce. Now that there's a bigger jerk trying to conquer the galaxy, you're givin' up? That's not my fearless, gutsy girl. So you either go out there and deal with Dominator, or stay here and deal with Dorothy. But either way, it's not gonna be easy.
Sylvia: Okay, Ma, I'll take care of the galaxy.
Dorothy: Then I'll take care of the dishes.
(Sylvia and Dorothy look at each other with tears in their eyes. Bill, Phil, Gil and Gram appear in the room and start tearing up as well. Wander looks at all of them and after hesitating for a bit, hugs them all)
Wander: I can't take this anymore! I love you, Sylvia's family!
Bill: Oh, so that's how much you bench!
Gram: I think he's going for my purse!