Just as White, Black, and Yellow were walking home, off the nature park's grounds, they bumped into two friendly bombers, from the same nation the Bomberman bros came from.
White blushed, feeling confused, as he fell down on his back. "Ow, who are you?"
A handsome guy, with blue hair and sandals, helped White get back up. "Good evening White, my name is Goemon Bomber. I originally came from Planet Goemon, but then lived in your city before we moved here. We moved here so we could do more crime fighting, as well as becoming craftsmen."
"No," White's eyes dilated, as he became sweaty, "This cannot be... the famed Goemon Bomber?" White was in disbelief. By Goemon's side stood Goemon's sidekick, Ebisumaru Bomber, or Ebi for short.
"Yes, I am the famed Goemon Bomber, and this is my friendly, hungry sidekick, Ebisumaru Bomber, or Ebi for short," Goemon smiled, shaking hands with White and Black. "That's your cute little brother Yellow, right? Why is he looking away from me?"
"Yellow is autistic," White answered. "This means he can't interact socially the same way you can. He's also near nonverbal."
"I always suspected Yellow had some sort of disorder," Goemon stated, "but I thought he just had ADHD, or he was just bored easily."
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, boys," Ebi butted in, "but it's close to dinner time, and you know about my love for eating. But the neighbors told us about your poverty, and that makes me sad, even in my brightest days."
"Yes, it's very true we live in poverty," Black nodded, staying calm as he held on to Yellow's hands. "We have no laundry machines, television, electric fans, computer, or air conditioning. But we have a mobile phone and charger, some oil lamps, windows for air flow, and one cooking pot."
"And I work as a farmer several days a week, and they give us lots of food each day, for free." White smiled, cheering up in spite of adversity.
"Aren't you holding Yellow's hands a bit too tight?" Ebi blushed and giggled, as he asked Black. "If stone squeezed my hands like that, I'd feel pretty uneasy myself."
"Maybe, but I must. Yellow enjoys chasing butterflies and climbing trees, and he tends to wander off easily," Black sighed. "Because of his disability, he has no sense of danger or communication with others."
"Just before he head back home," White said, "are you two guys interested, in joining Bomber School with us?" White told them about the Bomber School, and both Goemon and Ebi agreed.