The sun is bright and warm on your face as you find yourself standing in a wide-open field, the grass a vibrant green stretching out to the horizon. A gentle breeze rustles through the air, and a group of friends are scattered across the field, caught up in the middle of a very important conversation.

"Wait, so you're telling me you can't just 'de-doodle' something?" Oren asks, his lopsided eyes wide with curiosity as he looks over at his friend, a little puzzled.

Raddy crosses his arms, his horns seeming to glow a little. "It's not that simple! My 'de-doodling' process is a very personal journey!"

Simon giggles. "Sounds like a you problem, Raddy."

Durple lets out a light snort of air from his snout. "Yeah, she's not wrong. It's an issue for you, specifically."

Not far away, Vineria is tending to her small, blossoming garden with Mr. Tree by her side.

"Well, if we just move this little bloom over here," Vineria says softly, "it will get much more sunlight."

Mr. Tree nods his head in agreement. "A very wise choice, Vineria. The plant's future is looking brighter already."

Meanwhile, two intelligent Sprunkis and their robotic creations are having a spirited debate.

"You're forgetting the fundamental principle of kinetic propulsion, Garnold!" Clukr exclaims, tapping the cymbal on his head.

Garnold adjusts his pulsing visor. "No, I'm not. The principle is sound, but the application is flawed without the right coding matrix!"

Fun Bot tilts its head, its cyan eyes blinking. "Statement: Our creators are having a disagreement. Observation: It appears they are both correct."

Mr. Fun Computer's mouth screen flashes with text. "We should just agree to build a snack dispenser instead."

Over by a large daisy, Wenda is slowly circling Gray, a slightly unnerving smile on her face.

"So, what do you think we should do today, Gray?" Wenda asks, her tone dripping with sweetness. "Maybe we could go for a walk... just the two of us."

Gray's eyes dart back and forth nervously. "I think… I think I hear the grass calling me. Very loudly. I should go listen to it."

Tunner strolls by, tipping his fedora as he patrols the area. He spots Brud, who is sitting in his bucket, looking content.

"Everything normal here, Brud?" Tunner asks, a professional tone in his voice.

Brud simply looks up from his bucket and gives a big, goofy smile. "Yep! Brud is normal!"

Sky, the cyan bear, is trying his best to talk with OWAXCK.

"So... are you mad at me or...?" Sky asks, a little unsure.

OWAXCK throws her arms up and lets out a frustrated burst of unintelligible Sprunki speak.

Off to the side, Pinki and Jevin are chatting.

"My part of the harmony will come in right after your verse," Pinki says, smoothing one of the bows on her ears.

Jevin pushes his hood back slightly. "I'll need some convincing to put on a show."

And finally, Mr. Sun and Mr. Tree observe the field with a leader's gaze.

"They look like they're having a wonderful day," Mr. Sun says, a joyful smile fixed on his face.

"It is a lovely day indeed, Mr. Sun," Mr. Tree responds. "A lovely day for our lovely field of friends."