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Visit the “A Bedtime Story” show website to submit your story ideas for a future episode!
Twinkle, a small star in the vast, inky canvas of night, had a problem. She was perpetually sleepy. While all the other stars blinked brightly and danced across the sky, Twinkle just yawned, her light flickering lazily. She’d often fall asleep mid-twinkle, causing little dark spots in the night sky.
“Oh, Twinkle,” sighed Luna, the wise old moon, her voice a gentle hum, “you must find your spark! The sky needs your light!”
Twinkle just gave a sleepy sigh. She’d tried everything. Drinking cosmic coffee (tasted like burnt meteors). Doing starry jumping jacks (made her dizzy). Nothing worked.
One night, as she was about to nod off, a tiny, iridescent creature with wings like a dragonfly zipped past her. It landed gently on her starlight. It was a Giggle-Bug, a creature famous for carrying tiny, infectious giggles in its belly.
The Giggle-Bug, whose name was Pip, looked up at Twinkle. “You seem a bit dim,” Pip buzzed, a tiny giggle escaping. The giggle tickled Twinkle. She felt a strange flutter in her starlight.
Pip, sensing an opportunity, began to tell silly jokes. “Why did the astronomer break up with the meteor?” Pip buzzed. “Because he needed his space!”
Twinkle felt a strange bubbling sensation. A small “hee-hee” escaped her, and her light brightened slightly. Pip told another joke. “What do you call a fake noodle?” “An impasta!”
Twinkle giggled louder. Her light flickered, then shone a little stronger. Pip continued, telling tales of silly comets and clumsy constellations. Twinkle’s giggles grew into full-blown starlight chuckles, and her light blazed, illuminating the night sky with a joyous, sparkling brilliance.
Luna, the moon, looked down, her gentle face beaming. “Twinkle!” she exclaimed. “You’re shining so brightly!”
Twinkle, fully awake and sparkling, looked at Pip, who was now bouncing happily on her surface. “It’s all thanks to Pip!” she declared. “Giggles are the best kind of spark!” From that night on, Twinkle was never sleepy again. Pip, the Giggle-Bug, became her constant companion, always ready with a silly joke or a ticklish tale, ensuring that Twinkle’s light always shone with the joyous sparkle of a happy, giggling star.
By Matthew MitchellVisit the “A Bedtime Story” show website to submit your story ideas for a future episode!
Twinkle, a small star in the vast, inky canvas of night, had a problem. She was perpetually sleepy. While all the other stars blinked brightly and danced across the sky, Twinkle just yawned, her light flickering lazily. She’d often fall asleep mid-twinkle, causing little dark spots in the night sky.
“Oh, Twinkle,” sighed Luna, the wise old moon, her voice a gentle hum, “you must find your spark! The sky needs your light!”
Twinkle just gave a sleepy sigh. She’d tried everything. Drinking cosmic coffee (tasted like burnt meteors). Doing starry jumping jacks (made her dizzy). Nothing worked.
One night, as she was about to nod off, a tiny, iridescent creature with wings like a dragonfly zipped past her. It landed gently on her starlight. It was a Giggle-Bug, a creature famous for carrying tiny, infectious giggles in its belly.
The Giggle-Bug, whose name was Pip, looked up at Twinkle. “You seem a bit dim,” Pip buzzed, a tiny giggle escaping. The giggle tickled Twinkle. She felt a strange flutter in her starlight.
Pip, sensing an opportunity, began to tell silly jokes. “Why did the astronomer break up with the meteor?” Pip buzzed. “Because he needed his space!”
Twinkle felt a strange bubbling sensation. A small “hee-hee” escaped her, and her light brightened slightly. Pip told another joke. “What do you call a fake noodle?” “An impasta!”
Twinkle giggled louder. Her light flickered, then shone a little stronger. Pip continued, telling tales of silly comets and clumsy constellations. Twinkle’s giggles grew into full-blown starlight chuckles, and her light blazed, illuminating the night sky with a joyous, sparkling brilliance.
Luna, the moon, looked down, her gentle face beaming. “Twinkle!” she exclaimed. “You’re shining so brightly!”
Twinkle, fully awake and sparkling, looked at Pip, who was now bouncing happily on her surface. “It’s all thanks to Pip!” she declared. “Giggles are the best kind of spark!” From that night on, Twinkle was never sleepy again. Pip, the Giggle-Bug, became her constant companion, always ready with a silly joke or a ticklish tale, ensuring that Twinkle’s light always shone with the joyous sparkle of a happy, giggling star.