It was summer and a very hot one.

They didn't have much of having found their sister, which is why all the boys did different things like studying, cooking, watching TV, playing, among other things.

The mansion was large but cozy, and with a large playground where the little ones played and laughed while the older ones had their picnic.

-We are all? 

"No Gilda, the boys are missing ... What do they say their names are?"

- Ray, Nat, Norman and Don.

"The one you want to marry, your divo twin, my best friend and the one who brings green gray hair to Gilda, I have it!" thanks Anna.

"Emma!" Both girls with red faces yelled in unison. One out of shame and the other out of anger.

—Understand me, I still don't know their names well. It's easier if I identify them like this.

"Well, we have no choice but to wait for them."

—If they forget, I'll kill them, it takes me all morning to make the tablecloth.

...

The mansion was large and had many rooms, but that did not take away the fact that they had to share them as there were many children.

In one of those rooms.

 A red haired boy with a prominent nose was counting his coins one by one sitting on his bed.

I was saving up to buy tickets for a front row orchestra.

"It's not enough for me." He frowned angrily. "I have to do something to earn more money but what?" He lay down on the bed closing his eyes and thinking. Because I don't make refunds. — He sat up suddenly in frustration, hitting his head with the bed above the bunk. He bent down to grab it. "It's just a simple light-up." He was going to let it pass without giving it any importance. If it were not that on the back of it, there was a small image that outraged him. "But it's a photo of Anna!" It had to be Ray! that classless monkey face. With an angry face and clenched fists, he was willing to keep the fringed jet from sleeping with his music at full volume. That he was going to avenge his little angel for the discreet "desecration" that he had discovered on the part of the primate. — He is a pervert, look at taking a picture of him asleep in the hammock. No -.— A brilliant idea came to his head tomato. — I know how to earn money!

...

Now he was in the kitchen looking for the ingredients for his so famous idea.

Of course he checked that Ray wasn't around, or he'd kick him out of his kitchen.

—According to the emo recipe, this has 10 large and juicy lemons, 7 sweet limes, 2 liters of fresh water, 6 ice cubes that I must crush in the blender and 6 to let them float in the drink, 1/2 cup of sugar. — Se He fixed if I already had everything. —Yes, I already have everything ready. I just squeeze the lemons and limes to mix it up with the rest in the blender and that's it.

...

-Girls! They are thirsty? 

 -What do you think?

 "Do you want lemonade?" it is fresh. 

 "Thank you!" The 3 girls thanked and each grabbed a glass.

 "Wait!" Before drinking it, I brought you mini umbrellas for juices. This way they will have more class, and will not be confused about the glass.

 "I'm asking for the orange!"

 "Give me the green is energizing." 

 —Blue is a cold color, if I look at it and think of cold things, I won't feel so hot.

 The boy watched them patiently as they drank their lemonade. Waiting for them to get sloppy to go for the last part of their idea.

...

With some big boxes and a bench. He set up his lemonade stand at the entrance to the patio.

 Selling lemonade to his brothers at an affordable price, which of course, being so many, had to make more, finishing the merchandise in 10 minutes.

He closed his post and taking 3 glasses, he went in search of his 3 missing older brothers, finding them under a tree lying down due to the heat.

"Until I find them lazy, I brought lemonade and Ray swears I followed the recipe."

"You better." The boys ignored Ray's tired and threatening tone, to grab the drinks feeling a slap."

I'll give it to you."

"Don't smack me Smurf!"

"I slap you because I want to. Do you want to quench your thirst?" hold on emo. — He grabbed the glasses and gave them to each one, who without question, placed it on their lips and drank urgently. —Look, I'm selling lemonade to collect for my orchestra tickets so ... There are 100 $ for each glass.

"Why so much !?" The 3 exclaimed, almost choking on the liquid.

"Because it has a special ingredient."

"It's my recipe and there's nothing special about it."

-Do you want to bet?

"Easy Ray." Norman tried to calm his friend from answering to the redhead.

-Then-

-They are there! Foursome of irresponsible! "A green-haired girl approached them to scold them." Today was supposed to be the picnic!

"What picnic?"

"Oh right, I forgot to tell you that the girls planned a picnic." He scratched the back of the brunette's neck nervously.

"Gilda you left without telling us anything," the green-eyed one complained.

"Ray, why do you have my glass?" Asked the smallest of the 3.

"Hey, that's my glass!"

-And mine!

"Quiet for sure they took care of us so that no one would take them." And on the way they dropped it a bit. — He mentioned the youngest with low pigtails with a smile.

Something made them look at the little umbrellas of the glasses that they hadn't even realized were there.

Orange for Norman, Green for Don and blue for Ray.

Their faces reddened, realizing that those colors were very similar to the color of the girls' hair and eyes.

"I'm waiting for the thanks and my money."

Ray with a red face. He put his glass on the table, to shout with all the shame in the world to the caramel-eyed.

—You die today tomateee!

"No discount!" He ran for his life being chased by the one with the fringe.

"Ray!" Wait! "Don went after them."

I'm sorry girls, we'll talk after a while, we have to stop Ray from killing him. Catch them, Don!"

The girls didn't understand anything.

They went for their glasses, and innocently drank what was left to quench their thirst.

A few minutes later. they saw their brother Nat come out of hiding, with a victory face, counting some bills.

"Have you had your lemonade yet?"

"Yeah." They answered 3 o'clock.

-Great! Emma and Gilda owe me $ 50 each, and for Anna the house invites.

"Why so expensive !?" Emma and Gilda asked in surprise.

"I know Nat, he must have a reason."

—You see, I sold lemonades with Ray's recipe to complete for the tickets of an orchestra that I want to go to as well ... it is not a simple lemonade, it has a special ingredient. — He smiled counting the money he won, plus the extra that They gave him his brothers as long as he did not say anything to the girls, he only had an entrepreneurial thought in his mind.

"There is no better business than selling indirect kisses to the blind. Quality approved flavors and kissed glasses."