Angry Birds movie (rewritten)

Paint your pain

he next afternoon, Matilda had the class painting by the beach, in a lesson she called 'Paint Your Pain'. Red, Chuck, Bomb , Aggie, and Terence were standing in front of their easels, each working on his/her own canvas. Matilda stood in front of the birds and encouraged them as they painted.

She began walking around each of the birds as they painted. "Alright, class. Thought for the day: water is the softest thing, yet it can penetrate mountains and earth."

Red rolled his eyes. "Here's my thought for the day," he said. "When are we done?"

Matilda sighed. "Red. What the caterpillar calls the end, the world calls a butterfly."

"Can I just say, I never understand a single thing you are talking about." Red shot back.

"Yeah, why do you have to speak metaphorically when you just say it in straight English, instead?" Aggie added, supporting Red's opinion.

Matilda mocked and ignored them, and stood next to Chuck, who was zooming back and forth in front of his canvas. Matilda saw that Chuck was painting himself as a muscled, heroic bird and smiled.

"Wow, Chuck, that's very lifelike."

Matilda moved on to Bomb. He had splashed and splattered lots of paint on his canvas-and himself-in a messy explosion. He covered his paint with paint.

"So deep." Said Matilda, and turned to Terence. "And Terence, let's see your..."

Matilda couldn't believe her eyes when she saw Terence's painting. He had painted himself and Matilda touching wings in a very dramatic pose. He grunted his approval as Matilda continued staring

"Oh, my goodness. I did not know you felt that way." Matilda began blushing, then addressed the class. "Uh. Class dismiss."

When Red began gathering their things, he noticed that Aggie's painting was a lot like her home world with humans around. "Aggie, what are you doing?!" He said in panic. "Why did you paint that? If Matilda knows about this and about you, you're gonna be in big trouble! You're gonna blow your cover!"

"Relax, Red." Aggie calmed him down. "She'll never know. It's like I described myself having the best of both worlds."

Red smiled as he respected Aggie and her choice.

Suddenly, Stella gave Leonard and some of the pigs a detailed tour on the beach. Judge Peckinpah was standing proudly next to Leonard as Stella recited some facts about the island. "And now, we've come to the prestigious Palm Cistern. Where birds of all feathers flock together for the 8 kinds of fruit and nut trees."

Three of the pigs gathered around Stella, and compressed to each other, squeezing Stella in the process, to take a selfie. "Suck those bellies in." Ross said as he took a picture of them. "Instaham!"

Red and Aggie were watching them, not really interested on what the pigs are doing.

"Familiar in your world?" Red asked Aggie quietly.

"I'm pretty sure it's called 'Instagram' in my world." Aggie whispered.

Then, Leonard noticed an egg besides its mother. "Hmm. Is that what I think it is?" He said excitingly as he ran towards the egg.

"That's an egg. That's how our children are born." Said Stella. "You guys don't lay eggs?"

Leonard sighed but did not tear his gaze away from the egg. "Wished we did." He said. He picked up the egg, squeezed it to his chest, and started to daydream.

The pig's daydream interrupted as Red called at him. "Hey! Hello! Excuse me. Buddy? Those are fragile. Maybe you shouldn't pick them up, alright? Not yours."