In the 1980s, artist CB achieves unbelievable fame and success with portraits of Japanese girls with beautiful eyes. However, no one realizes that his adopted son, Yakko, is the real artist behind the pen.
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It’s a very tired Yakko Warner that sits down at a table with their adopted father, as he keeps an eye on them as they splash around the pool, telling CB,
“Man you were right! This place is incredible! You don’t see these neon colors just anywhere!”
CB smiles, “I knew you three would have fun here.”
As Yakko leans back, he asks, “Can’t we just move here? So we never have to leave?”
Tossing Yakko a towel to help him dry off, CB says, “Never? No. But another week? Sure!”
And just for that, Yakko hugs him again, and once Wakko and Dot see it, they join in too.
Yakko just might have to make this a regular thing.
But because Yakko can’t stop drawing, he finds some other tourists willing to sit for their portrait, always drawn in anime style, always with beautiful eyes.
Like right now, as he’s finishing the shading, CB comes up behind him, putting his hands on his shoulders, watching as Yakko puts Warner in the corner of his portrait.
Then he rubs a hand on Yakko’s ears playfully, as Yakko takes in the latest work of art.
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When they finally do get back, the first thing Yakko does is call Heloise to meet up and show her pictures of their trip.
“Here’s one of the water slides. We went on as many times as CB would let us. ”
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He slides another one, pointing to them all posing for the camera, thanks to a kind tourist.
“That’s a clown statue made by the artist Montyne. He’s lived there his whole life.”
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