Something was moving in the foliage of the trees, in the middle of that strange jungle, somewhere on the foreign planet.
"Four… Five… Six… Seven!"
It was baby Milky who was throwing down the fruits from the top of the tree.
"Well done!" said Gropius.
"Okay, Eugene, now you can come down." Pebbles recommended.
"Careful." added Fluffy.
"Wait!" answered Milky from the top of the tree. "I can see something from up here…"
"What is it?"
"I don't know… It looks like some kind of pool. Not too far away. It's full of water. It looks so nice! Can we go there?"
"Maybe. But first come down."
"Okay! I'm coming."
And the boy slid down the smooth trunk until he safely touched the ground.
"All right…" started Gropius. "Now we've got seven of those kind of… glowing coconuts."
"Can we get a taste of them?" asked Milky.
"Not right now." said Fluffy.