Sprunki Babies, Episode 16: "Wenda’s Courage"
Disclaimer: Black was not selected for this episode due to the color of his skin. The creators of *Sprunki Babies* do not condone racism in any form. Black was chosen for his unique role in the original Incredibox Sprunki Mod, where he shifted from Phase 1 to Phase 2 in the flash game.
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The Beat Box nursery had planned a fun day at the park, and the babies were excited to explore, play, and enjoy the fresh air. Ripple and Bianca brought them over, carrying snacks and toys for an afternoon of fun.
Wenda, with her usual mischievous grin, dashed toward the playground, eager to climb on the jungle gym and try out the swings. But as she reached the slide, she ran into Black—a black-colored Sprunki wearing a top hat—who stood with his arms crossed and a stern look on his face.
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing here?” Black sneered, blocking her path.
Wenda blinked, surprised by his unfriendly tone. “I… I’m just here to play,” she replied, her voice a bit softer than usual.
Black smirked. “Well, this is my spot. Go somewhere else.”
Wenda’s face fell, but she didn’t want to cause a scene. She quietly turned and walked back toward the swings, hoping her friends wouldn’t notice her sadness.
Throughout the afternoon, Black continued to follow Wenda, teasing her whenever Ripple or Bianca weren’t looking. Wenda did her best to hide it, laughing with her friends and trying not to let Black’s words bother her. But inside, she felt hurt and confused.
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Later, as they were having snacks, Bianca noticed Wenda sitting alone, picking at her food with a sad expression. She walked over, sitting beside her.
“Hey, Wenda,” Bianca said gently, “is everything okay? You seem a bit down.”
Wenda hesitated, not wanting to admit that someone was making her feel small. But Bianca’s caring gaze made her feel safe enough to open up.
“Black… he’s been mean to me,” Wenda admitted quietly. “He told me to leave the playground and keeps saying I don’t belong.”
Bianca’s face softened with understanding, and she placed a comforting hand on Wenda’s shoulder. “I’m sorry, Wenda. That sounds really hard. But sometimes, people act unkindly because they’re feeling hurt themselves.”
Wenda looked up at her, frowning. “But why would he take it out on me?”
Bianca thought for a moment. “Maybe he’s used to being alone or feels unsure around new friends. Standing up for yourself and being kind can sometimes help people see that they don’t need to be mean.”
Wenda listened, feeling a new sense of courage building up. She decided to try talking to Black one more time, hoping to change his attitude.
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After snack time, Wenda found Black by the slide, looking a bit surprised to see her approach.
“Hey, Black,” Wenda said, her voice steady. “I don’t like how you’ve been treating me. I just want to play and be friends.”
Black hesitated, shifting his weight and looking a bit unsure. “Friends? You… you want to be friends with me?”
Wenda nodded, giving him a small smile. “Yeah! There’s plenty of room at the park for everyone. We can have more fun together than apart.”
Black blinked, his expression softening. He looked down, as if realizing how unfair he had been. “I… I’m sorry, Wenda. I just didn’t know how to join in.”
Wenda’s smile grew as she offered him her hand. “Well, you can play with us now. Let’s go down the slide together!”
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From that moment on, Black joined Wenda and the others, laughing and playing without any more harsh words. The babies welcomed him with open arms, and he quickly saw how much more fun it was to share and be kind.
As they left the park, Wenda felt proud of herself for standing up and reaching out. Bianca gave her a warm hug, whispering, “I’m proud of you, Wenda. It takes courage to be kind, even when others aren’t.”
Wenda beamed, feeling happy and strong, knowing she had made a new friend and shown Black the true power of kindness.
