(The episodes opens up with a screen featuring multiple planets. Wander presses some of them, showing information about them as well as what appear to be their inhabitants, describing said planets)
Reviewer 1: Used to be great, until Dominator showed up.
Reviewer 2: Stunning views... until Dominator set everything on fire.
Reviewer 3: Ruined by Dominator.
Reviewer 4: Ruined by Dominator.
Reviewer 5: DOMINATOR!
(Wander tries to tap another planet, which is barely visible, multiple times. He fails, zooms in and finally taps it successfully. No information comes up)
Wander: Huh. She must've missed this one.
(The screen with the planets cross-fades to reveal them all looking faded and destroyed thanks to Dominator) Sylvia: Oh, this is great. This place is so small and dark that no one knows it exists! (Zoom in to the planet, showing Sylvia and Wander standing near a shore and reading a map) It's the perfect place to hide from Dominator. Wander: It sure is. I'm gonna record a review, and let everyone know about this planet so they can all come and enjoy it, too. Sylvia: No, not so fast, pal. We can't tell anyone. If word gets out, then Dominator will show up and ruin this place. This has to be our little secret, okay? Shh.
(Freeze-frame, title appears with a gentle, quiet banjo strum)
Wander: Oh, a secret! I can keep a secret! It's no secret that I am a great secret keeper! Sylvia: Mm-hmm. I'm gonna go figure out a shelter. Just remember. Shh!
Wander: (whispering) Secret. (Wander sees a ship with refuges and talks in his normal voice) Oh, I'm sure they've got things under control. Yeah, they're fine. (The ship catches fire and the refugees scream, catching Wander's attention. Wander begins biting his nails and whimpering, then pulls out two red glowing sticks and waves them around to guide the ship. Sylvia returns with wood)
Sylvia: What are you doing?
Wander: (hiding the glowing sticks behind his back) Oh, nothing. Just doing a dance to celebrate finding this still totally secret planet.
Sylvia: Yeah, well, tone it down. (Sylvia drops the wood) You haven't said anything about this planet to anyone, have you?
Wander: (avoiding eye contact) S-s-said anything? No. (he forces a smile)
Sylvia: Good job, buddy. Now why don't you help out and gather some palm fronds for the thatching.
Wander: Yes, perfect. (He rubs his hands excitedly) It will give me a chance to go check on... (he stops) all the other secrets this secret planet has to offer. (Wander leaves and pokes his head out with a finger on his lips) Sh!
(Cut to Wander running through the jungle)
Wander: Hello. (He stops when he sees the refugees. There is a medium-sized camp fire in their presence) Is everyone okay over here?
Refugee: Oh, it's the king of the planet!
Wander: King? Oh, no, I'm not--
Refugee: O gracious king, have mercy on us. We are but poor refugees fleeing the crushing might of Dominator. Give us sanctuary, we beg of you!
Wander: Well, of course you can stay. But can you keep your voices down just a little because--
Refugee: (shouting) The king has granted us sanctuary! Let us raise our voices in tribute to his graciousness!
Refugees: (chanting) Huzzah! Hail to the king! Hail to the king! (They put clothes a king would wear on Wander and throw him on the throne)
Refugee: Wise and generous king, we have prepared a lavish feast in your honor.
Wander: Well, that was very kind of you, I really don't want any
Refugee: The king is displeased with the feast. Prepare a bigger feast! (They throw ginormous logs in the fire, making it so huge it becomes visible from outer space)
Wander: No, no. I meant It was very thoughtful of you to prepare this feast, and it will be quite adequate for me to satisfy my kingly hunger. I'm just going to... go eat this in the jungle. If you'd please just... (he whispers) keep it down.
(He runs away, then sees something and hides. Pan to two aliens looking displeased)
Clancy: Ugh, the service at this resort is terrible.
Nancy: Ugh. We've been waiting for at least two minutes.
Clancy: I'm going to find the manager. I will give him a piece of my mind.
Nancy: (As Sylvia is shown in the background) Yes, and make a big, loud fuss doing it. (Cut to Wander looking distressed)
Clancy: Harumph. Harumph, harumph!
Wander: (Appears in front of the aliens in a waiter outfit, speaks in a fancy manner) Thank you for your patience, monsieur. Now. if you'll come this way, I will show you to your table.
Clancy: Oh. We saw your fire pit as we were passing by. (Cut to the fire the refugees started, with Wander forcing a smile)
Nancy: This is a most charming resort you have.
Clancy: We are, of course, Clancy and Nancy Schmancy of the Fancy Schmancys. We too are in the resort business.
Wander: Oui. Very good, monsieur. Although I must ask you to keep off the beach, s'il vous plait, as it is being... (cut to Sylvia, then back to Wander) sanded. Is there anything else I can do for you?
Clancy: Fruity drinks, ja?
Nancy: Mm, ja.
(Wander walks off, then takes off the outfit and starts running, nearly bumping into one of the refugees as he wears the king outfit again)
Wander: Excusez-moi. Oop. Excuse me. I don't mean to be a bother, but would it be too much trouble for you to whip me up a couple of fruity drinks?
Refugee: (yells as Wander looks distressed) The king demands fruity drinks! (Another refugee walks up to them and gives him a tray with two drinks)
Wander: Oh. Thank you. This will do nicely.
Refugee: (Bows down with the rest of their people) We are your eternally loyal subjects.
Refugees: (chant as a huge statue of Wander is being built, the latter looks at it in shock) Hail to the king! Hail to the king! Hail to the king!
Sylvia: Hey, thanks, buddy! I am parched. (Takes one of the fruit drinks and sips it) Ah. (Notices Wander in the king outfit) What are you wearing?
Wander: (suddenly appears without the outfit) Nothin'.
Sylvia: Okay. Still waitin' on those palm fronds.
Wander: I'm gonna get you those fronds. Only the best fronds for my best friend. (He runs back to Nancy and Clancy to discover that they've set up a dance floor. He looks very distressed again. Cut to the planet having not only a fire, but now also lights that are visible from outer space)
Wander: Ooh la la. Much too bright for such a lovely moonlit night, no?
Nancy: Ahem. The Fancy Schmancys do not share. (She and Clancy try to take the drink, she succeeds)
(Wander runs off, frantically putting on the king outfits. Suddenly cameras are heard taking pictures. He peeks out to see three new aliens, two of which look like cameras wearing clothes while the third one looks like a phone, wearing clothes as well. Wander is shown freaking out)
Camera father: Wow! Good thing we saw that fire and that disco party, or we totally would've missed this secret and exotic planet.
Smartphone son: Dad, when are we gonna see some animals?
Camera father: Look, a wild Zbornak. (They look at Sylvia as she gathers logs) Sh. Don't spook it now, son.
(Wander, not wearing a hat, pretends to be a monkey, luring the tourists away from Sylvia)
Smartphone son: Whoa, monkey! (The tourists take pictures of him. Sylvia is shown turning her head. Wander looks very stressed out, grabs the smartphone kid's juice box and runs off with it) Wh- Hey! That monkey stole my juice box! (He continues to lure them even further away as the tourists run after them, still taking pictures. Sylvia turns and looks around, not seeing anything out of the ordinary, then shrugs and continues collecting logs)
(Wander, now in a waiter outfit, runs up to Nancy and Clancy, trips on a rock and offers the juice box on a tray. Clancy takes it)
Clancy: Danke. (Wander looks in shock as a construction site is shown)
Wander: Sacre bleu!
Clancy: We'll put the pool here, and the hot tubs over there, and I think sun lamps everywhere so it won't be so dark all the time.
Nancy: We are going to make this the hottest new vacation spot.
(Sylvia is shown sawing a log, looks around, shrugs and continues)
Clancy: If only there were a real estate agent. (They walk off and see Wander in an estate agent outfit)
Wander: As you can see, these distant foothills are the perfect spot for your resort. Great views and plenty of room for expansion. And most importantly, as far from the beach as possible.
Clancy: Ja, that is perfect.
Wander: Whew!
Clancy: Men, blow up the foothills!
Wander: WHAT?!
(Wander screams, but hears the camera family screaming as well. He looks scared and runs off. Cut to the camera family shaking in fear, being surrounded by the refugees who hold spears)
Refugee: These are Dominator's spies, sent to threaten our king!
(Wander, barefoot and still wearing the blonde wig and dress, runs through the jungle and puts on the king robe, king crown, and mustache. Sylvia appears and sees Wander in the mixed-up outfit.)
Sylvia: Wander!
(Wander freezes and jumps ups)
Wander: King disco monkey want schmancy palm fronds!
Sylvia: What in flarnation is going on?
(Wander opens his mouth to speak then stops. He then tries to make a get away)
Wander: Be right back! (Wander darts off, but Sylvia grabs him with her tail. Wander is now wearing his hat and shoes.)
Sylvia: Wander, are you keeping secrets from me?
Wander: No. Yes. I mean, I was trying to keep the planet a secret, but then there were these people who needed help, so I told them about the planet, and they built a fire to me, their king, and then more people came, so in an attempt to keep all of them secret, naturally I had to be a waiter, a monkey, and a real estate agent and now they're all fighting, and it's all my fault and I never did get you those palm friends, because I'm a bad frond, but worst of all I'm a big ol' liar! (Wander sobs)
(Sylvia drops her sticks and holds Wander, who appears teary eyed.)
Sylvia: Okay, I'm gonna pretend I understood that, and focus on the problem at hand. ALL THIS COMMOTION IS GONNA ATTRACT DOMINATOR'S ATTENTION!
Wander: I don't think we're attracting that much attention.
(Cut to the planet attracting a lot of attention with its fire, disco lights, explosions, camera flashes and a statue of Wander)
Sylvia: Buddy, it's time to fess up and fix all this.
(Fade to a scene of Wander standing on the throne speaking to everyone on the planet.)
Wander: I have a confession to make. I'm not really a king, waiter, monkey, or real estate agent. (One of the construction men holds up an exclamation sign and gasps.) I'm just a goofy, wandering wanderer who wanders around the galaxy trying to help people and not make a mess of things like I did today. Sorry.
Refugee: Wait, you're Wander? We've heard tell of you.
Clancy: So have we.
Nancy: Ja.
Smartphone son: We all have.
Camera father: You've helped so many people. How can we help you?
(Dominator's ship approaches. Everyone looks at it in fear)
Sylvia: Hit the lights!
(The hooded refugees throw buckets of water to put out the fire. Clancy and Nancy unplug their dance floor lights. The camera family cease their flashing - the mother pushes down on her flashing reflector to hide it, the son accesses his camera app and turns off the flash, and the camera father removes his flashing bulb and throws it to the ground, breaking it. The construction men disarm their demolition by pulling the wires off the detonator.)
(Wander sees Dominator's ship appearing.)
Wander: The statue!
(Wander looks at Dominator's ship approaching, then boards a bulldozer and breaks down the statue. With all the lights out, the secret planet becomes hard to see, and Dominator's ship passes right by it.)
(Everyone cheers.)
Wander: Shh!
(Everyone cheers more quietly.)
Wander: But how can folks stay here now? If we light the place up again, Dominator will see us.
(Cut to everyone standing on a beach. Sylvia stands near a house she constructed)
Sylvia: I've got a secret.
Wander: Ooh, that's nice, Sylvia, but I don't know how we're all gonna-- (She opens the house's door. Everyone looks inside)
Sylvia: Knowing you, I assumed we'd have guests. (Wander squeals happily and hugs Sylvia. The rest of the aliens smile)
(Cross-fade to the beach with the house on it. Three figures approach it)
Cloaked refugee: Help, Dominator. Sanctuary.
Smartphone son: What's the password?
Cloaked refugee: "The monkey stole my juice box."
(Smartphone son opens the door and lets the refugees in the house, which has a dance floor, a jacuzzi, a cafe and a hammock, in which Sylvia is resting. Wander sits on the floor next to her, playing his banjo)
Wander: Best secret hideaway ever!
Sylvia: Some secrets are worth sharing.
(Camera cuts to the house door closing, then zooms out to see the planet hiding in the shadow of two bigger ones. Cut to black.)