The next day at Anger Management Class, Matilda had every bird read a poem they had written about their feelings.

Bomb started reading his poem.

If my name were Bobby,

would you ask about my hobbies.

Or if my name were Judas,

would you ask me what my mood is?

I laugh, I cry, I love, I hate.

I do so much more than detonate.

Think of it

"That was beautiful." Matilda commented. "You're gonna make me cry."

"Yeah, that was some real clever symbolism." Red deadpanned.

"Yeah, cous. Good job." Aggie punched Bomb on his shoulder. "You could be a good poet sooner."

"Ah! Red," Matilda called. "Why don't we hear you poem?"

"I don't have a poem." Red replied

"Why not?" she asked.

"Because I didn't write one." He answered.

"And, is there a reason?"

"Well. You know, I was gonna do it, but then I thought about it. and I realized, 'Oh, this is a huge waste of my time.' So I didn't do it."

Matilda growled, and was about to attack Red, but she calmed herself down. "Deep breath. Deep breath. Deep breath!" she took a deep breath, and exhaled. "And we're back in the now." Then, she turned to Chuck, "Chuck! You had your hand up the whole time."

Chuck ran out, and came back with a thing under a white cover, "My poem is about a hate crime." He pulled the cover, and revealed the dummy that had smashed yesterday.

"How did it...?" Matilda gasped

Red looked at it, and figured out that the dummy belongs to Chuck, "Uh oh."

"Oh no." Bomb said in horror.

While everyone looked in terror, Aggie secretly smiled, and exclaimed silently, "Yes." Then, she thought over, "Wait, I didn't beat that. Who did it?"

"A lot of sickos out there." Red said, knowing he could be in trouble, "A lot of sickos."

Then, Chuck started reciting his poem.

What? Oh, what did I make you of?

I made you out of love.

But, wait. Too late.

Now I see your fate.

Some very troubled somebody destroyed you out of hate.

What could have made him so despise

your happy smile, your laughing eyes.

Your soul was pure.

Your heart was true.

And someone hated that

But, who?

Chuck took out the red feather, and glared at Red. Red knew he was in trouble as everyone glared at him, except Aggie, who snickered secretly, thinking it was very funny. He nervously cleared his throat and silently blamed Terence.

Terence punched Red hardly, and he hit against the wall. "Yeah, I deserve that." He said.

"Billy has passed to a high plane of existence?" Matilda cried. "Everyone join wings. Let us all say our goodbyes."

"Yeah. Let me get in here, I got to say goodbye..." Red tried to join in, but the other birds did not let him join in. "Okay. Okay. You know, I'll just mourn from back here, that's fine."

"Come on, cous. Join us." Bomb called to Aggie,

"No thanks." Aggie said. "You guys just do it."

Red wondered why Aggie doesn't want to join in as Chuck, Matilda, Terence, and Bomb continued to mourn.

"You know, if there is one thing Billy always hated was goodbyes."

"Hey. What's going on there?" Bomb interrupted as he noticed a commotion going on outside Matilda's hut. Birds were running past toward the beach. "Hey. Where's everybody going?"

"Hurry, something's coming!" Stella shouted.

"Last one to the beach is a rotten egg!" shouted Chuck as he took off at super-fast speed.

"Let's go!" chimed in Bomb, and the group left Matilda's hut.

When Aggie tried to catch up with the other birds and her cousin, she accidentally tripped on a small rock, and stumbled down. No one helped her since all of the birds rushed to the beach.

Luckily, Red was still there, and helped Aggie to get up, "Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine. Thanks." She replied as Red brushed the dirt out of Aggie's feathers.

"Come on. I'll join you." Red said as he and Aggie rushed together to the beach.

When they all made it to the beach, the birds saw a ship coming. Just then, it hit a rock and changed course. It began picking up speed. Red realized that the ship was heading directly toward his house.

"My house! My house!" Red ran towards , but it was too late. The ship reached shore and stopped just as it touched red's house. Red breathed a sigh of relief. But then, a large anchor, that was a large stone, dropped from the ship and crashed right through his roof. It smashed through the walls and floors with a loud crash. Red was in shock. "What the? That house took me 5 years to build."

"Wow. It's such a shame when you create something and someone just destroys it." Chuck said sarcastically.

Aggie rubbed Red's back to calm him down, "Don't worry about it. I spent 10 years for my house to grow taller from the ground." When she said that, Red looked at her with a confusing looks. "Honestly, I slept on the sand for ten years."

"Ladies and gentlemen." A voice from the ship was heard as the birds stared at the huge door on the side of the ship opened, and a motorized gangplank was lowered. "We have a very special guest for you. He's a green marine sailing machine. And he's king, to let you know, he's not mean. Put your wings together for... Leonard!"

Leonard appeared at the top and looked over the crowd, "Thank you very much. Please hold you applause. Greetings from my world, the world of the pigs."

"What's a pig?" Chuck whispered to Red and Aggie.

"I am a pig!" Leonard said as he made his way down the gangplank. Or rather, tried to make his way down. As he got halfway, the motor stopped and became stuck. "Unbelievable." He said, and looked at the other pig, who fiddled with the remote control. The gangplank jerked and began moving him backward to the top of the ramp.

"Wrong way!" Leonard shouted. "We practiced this a hundred times." He grabbed the remote out of the other's pig's hooves. He fiddled with a few controls and then smiled at the birds. "We're gonna come in again." Whit a shudder, the gangplank moved forward smoothly, and he descended toward the beach. "My name is Leonard, but my friends call me Chuckles. We mean no harm. We saw your island across the sea and we thought, 'I wonder what they're up to?'"

"But, there's no other place besides here." Stella said.

"Yes, there is." Leonard explained. And we are from there. We call it, Piggy Island. P-I-GG-Y Island."

"Who else is out there?" Shirley asked

"My first officer, Ross and I have sailed everywhere. One brave soul against the sea, and Ross." Leonard continued.

"Ah, excuse me." Said Red angrily. "Have you come to smash all of our houses or just mine?"

"Red, please, don't say it." Aggie whispered as she tried to pull him back. "They will hate you more."

"Ho ho. Somebody want a gift basket." Leonard just smiled. "Please. Please. Don't be afraid. My partner and I request the honor of your friendship." Then, he turned to Ross. "Ross, show them how'd we do it."

Ross made his way among the birds. He gave each bird a tight hug and called them 'friend.'When he got to Terence, he realized that maybe a hug wasn't the best way to meet this new pal

Judge Peckinpah stepped forward and addressed both Leonard and the birds. "Welcome to Bird Island! Welcome to our new friends, the Pigs."

"And a hoof to a wing." Said Leonard as he shook the judge's wing.

The other birds clapped and cheered at the historic moment. Red and Aggie did not join in. As they watched the birds welcome Leonard and Ross, they could not help but feel that something was off with the pigs.