Morning came in the city as Poppy, Branch, Smidge, Cooper, Fuzzbert, and their employees arrive in the cafe to bake the pastries that they prepped last night, as usual. As the cafe is opened, the customers flocked to taste their breakfast menu. Guy Diamond entered the cafe with a smile.
"Hey Poppy." Guy waved at her.
"Guy, are you up for some breakfast?" Poppy asked him.
"Well, my family and I are going to have a special picnic today and we want to order something summery to make it refreshing." He said.
"Okay, we could make mango smoothie fruitsicles." Poppy suggested.
"That would be great!" Smidge nodded. "I'll prepare the fruitsicles myself."
"But Poppy, we got bad news." Branch huffed.
"What's wrong?" Poppy asked.
"The freezer in the kitchen is broken." He sighed. "We had it brought to the repair store and all the frozen goods are gonna be stored in the cold storage but we got a problem, we don't want the frozen goods to mingle with the ice cream there."
"Don't worry, we got a cooler to segregate the frozen goods in there." Cooper interrupted as he brought in the cooler from the truck.
"That's great, the fruitsicles would be safe there." Poppy smiled.
Immediately, they prepared the mangos by scooping the pulp, and mix them with frozen Greek yogurt, vanilla extract, and maple syrup. After they pour the smoothie into the popsicle molds, and place a popsicle stick, they place them in the cooler and put them in the cold storage. They were so clueless about one of Brandy's girls, Cider was spying on them. She rushed to the Red Tavern and told Brandy everything.
"Huh? They're going to serve mango fruitsicles in the picnic?" Brandy asked them.
"Yeah, their fridge was broken today and they will used a cooler to deliver them." Cider informed them.
"Girls, I got a plan." She smiled eviliy.
"What is it?" Tequila asked.
"We're going to steal that cooler today and pass it as our own." Brandy smirked.
The girls sneaked into the cafe and waited for the door to the cold storage to be open. When it was open, the girls stole the cooler and rushed out of the cafe with it, unaware that Branch saw the whole situation, while pretending to work. Branch told Poppy everything he saw.
"Poppy, the girls of the Red Tavern stole our fruitsicles!" Branch cried.
"What?!" Poppy shouted.
"Hey guys, Rose sent us a crate of pineapples from the Philippines." Smidge announced.
"Pineapples?" Poppy thought of something. "I got an idea, we'll make smoothies out of it."
"But the freezer is still under repairs." Branch complained.
"But we have one in the truck." Poppy grinned. "We'll bring them to the picnic."
Brandy and her girls drove their car through the city with the fruitsicles, unaware that the fruitsicles are melting. When they arrived in the picnic, Guy and his parents looked at them with suspicion.
"Who wants some of Brandy's frosty mango fruitsicles?!" Brandy announced.
Some of the kids went close to them but with the parents supervising them. When the sirens opened the cooler and took out the fruitsicle mold, all they had is just mango juice.
"That's no frozen fruitsicles." One kid laughed.
"That's just melty banana juice!" Another mocked them.
"What!? But it's all frozen when we get here!" Brandy cried.
Suddenly, Branch and Poppy arrived on time in the truck. Guy Diamond swiped the molds from the sirens and brought them to Poppy. Branch gave the mean girls a frown for their troubles.
"Thanks for your help, Guy." Poppy thanked him.
"No problem, Poppy." He said.
"But the smoothies are not yet frozen." Branch complained.
"Don't worry, I got a magic trick up in my sleeve." Poppy said as they both enter the back of the truck.
In a moment, they came out with the smoothies and the mango juice mixed together.
"Here we go everybody, mango pineapple slushies." Poppy announced as they brought in the slushies.
"Wow, Poppy, what a perfect summery treat." Guy's mom said.
"Thank you, Poppy, you're the best." The kids added.
Poppy was so happy that she and Branch are able to save the picnic while Brandy and her pack are forced to wash all the dishes for their punishment.