It was a bright, sunny day—just another ordinary moment in the lives of four wandering kids. People strolled by, cars cruised along the streets, and nothing seemed out of place. ————————————————————— Suddenly, Orange spilled a questionable bottle of orange juice he'd found in a dumpster. There were no parents or guardians in sight—just the kids, left to their own strange adventures.

He dropped to his knees, wailing dramatically over the mess.

Orange Mini-Cone: “Noooo! My juice! No!!” he cried, sobbing like a toddler over the spill.

Red: “Stop crying!” Red snapped. Orange froze mid-sob, then abruptly smiled as if nothing had happened.

Orange Mini-Cone: “Anyway! I’m bored! Let’s go talk to them!”

He pointed towards your direction and With that, Orange marched over. Blue and Purple stayed silent, exchanging glances, but quietly followed.