Silver found a way for the pigs to fly, but she still had one question:

"Where are we going?" she asked Leonard.

"First, we're going to make a stop at a small island to gather some food," Leonard answered. "Then, we shall be heading for our new home. A new land called... The New Land."

"What's it like?" Silver asked.

"It's a beautiful place," Leonard replied. "With beautiful forests, crystal clear water, and probably the biggest mountain you'll ever see in your life."

"Wow," Silver gasped. "It sounds amazing."

"Oh, it is," Leonard assured her, hugging her. "And that's where we're going."

Silver yawned slightly and began to fall asleep.

"Ross, take Silver to her quarters," Leonard ordered his tiny assistant.

"You got it," Ross replied, obeying his master.

That same day, on Bird Island, Red was making sure everything was in order.

For decorations, Matilda made flower chains and tied them to the trees, Stella added jars of fireflies for lighting, Gale used gold berries for table centerpieces, and Willow painted a giant mural for the stage.

For music, Shakira wrote a song to sing, Poppy was doing the drums, Bubbles was playing a guitar and Dane had his saxophone.

For concessions, Bomb and Dahlia made most of the food, Hal made his famous fruit cocktails, and Chuck was going to... spike the punch. Don't ask.

"Well, I guess that's everything," Red figured.

"Mr. Red!" three voices cheered. It was the three Blues, Jay, Jake and Jim. Five years ago, Red saved them as an egg, along with many other eggs, from being eaten by the villainous pigs. And they loved him.

"Hey guys!" Red greeted as they jumped into his arms. "Whoa, you're getting big!"

"We've been eating our bugs," Jake pointed out.

"Good for you!" Red applauded. "You coming to the party tonight?"

"Of course!" Jay answered. "Mama said we're old enough to go places now."

"Perfect," Red smiled. "See you tonight."

After a quick hug goodbye, the Blues ran back to their parents. Red watched them, hoping that one day, he would have what they have.

Meanwhile, Chuck and Stella were trying to decide whether they should bring their egg to the party or keep it home like everyone else was. Stella wanted to keep an eye on it, but Chuck wanted to have a special night with his wife.

"I don't know, Chuck," Stella said. "I have a bad feeling something's gonna happen."

"Come on, babe," Chuck whispered in her ear. "It'll be just like when we first met."

"We first met in high school, and you spilled coconut milk all over me," she pointed out. Chuck just blushed embarrassingly. "Besides, this egg is a reminder of our unconditional love for each other."

"You're right," Chuck admitted. "I remember when you first showed it to me. What was my reaction again?"

"Your face turned white and you fainted," Stella answered. Chuck blushed again. "But when you woke up, you were so happy."

"Okay, you win," Chuck sighed in defeat. "We'll bring the egg."

"Perfect!" Stella smiled, kissing Chuck's cheek. "Our first family outing."

Chuck wasn't going worried about anything happening to his unborn hatchling. After all, what could happen?

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