So, at lunch, the bros were having a picnic at the park. They bought fish-stuffed rice balls, tea eggs, water, and seaweed salad.
Things still were rough. For some reason, Red got mad over having the least tuna in his rice ball, as Blue talked with him.
"Woah, just chill, dude," Blue yawned, nibbling a tea egg. "Pink puts lots of care into feeding us, she just made a mistake with your rice ball."
"Well, this rice ball should have gone to Green, he's the littlest one!" Red yelled, as he threw his rice ball, far away on the ground. Suddenly, Red produced a bomb in his hand, and threw the bomb at the rice ball, causing it to explode.
"You just wasted some precious food, Red," Blue gasped in shock. "You always have a good appetite, don't you? I'm shocked."
"Well, I already had a rice ball for lunch yesterday, and this one had almost no tuna in it." Red replied. "My appetite isn't so big right now, and Green already has his own rice ball. It's not fair!"
Back at the picnic rug, Pink, Green and Aqua happily sat down, giggling, talking about various things, and how Green and Aqua's school day went. Black and White supervised and followed Yellow, as Yellow was on the nature trail.
"Today, we learned about some of our galaxy's planets," Green giggled, nibbling a tea egg. "But my favorite one will always be ours, Planet Bomber. And you, Aqua?"
"My favorite planet? Planet Bomber also, because it is our home planet," Aqua giggled, drinking some bottled water. "And by the way, it was really cool to create a model of our home planet."
Pink had a thought, and she told the two kids "I think I should join the Bomber School, just on different dates. So the boys can care for you. I'll talk to their bomber coaches about my plans to join."
"Sounds great, Pink!" Aqua smiled, as she sipped her own water. Green giggled, as he felt happy about Pink's decision to join.
Meanwhile, Black and White kept a close eye on Yellow, on the nature path, as Yellow is prone to wandering off. Especially when he spots a butterfly.
"Ha ha ha ha!" Yellow shouted happily, looking at a butterfly in the air around him. He began flapping his hands, giggling loudly. Other visitors felt irritated around Yellow, due to his odd behavior.
"Um, White," Black whispered in White's ear, as he tightly grasped Yellow's right hand, "Yellow really loves butterflies, you know. But have you scheduled his doctor appointment yet? He keeps peeing in the bed, almost every day."
"Yes, Black, it's a pretty icky subject to bring up at this time," White replied. "We'll have his new doctor in the village examine his problems. Maybe they can provide him some medication for it."
Yellow jumped nonstop, giggling at the butterfly. Suddenly, he saw a big apricot tree, and he tried to wander off the trail, to climb it.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Yellow screamed nonstop, as Black and White gasped, grasping Yellow's arms and shoulders immediately. "Yellow! Why are you trying to wander away?" White asked him.
"Tree! Tree! Climb!" Yellow cried and screamed, wanting to climb up the tree so badly. Other visitors stared at Yellow, and White and Black had to get him off the trail, to walk back home.
Two visitors, a mother and her daughter, commented on Yellow's meltdown. "What a stupid guy he is, screaming over a tree," the mother angrily spoke, "you must have abused him, so he acts like this. He looks no younger than 12."
"He, Yellow, has severe autism, and he lacks verbal communication," White replied to the mother. "He is 13 and a half years old, and he's almost my same height. I'm sorry he had a meltdown, especially around you and your daughter."
Her daughter, about age 11, frowned, telling her mother, "Well, mom, please don't try to irritate this boy. Let's have fun at the rest of the park together."