Once upon a time, there was a little cloud named Fluffy. He was a funny, puffy cloud that looked like a cotton ball with messy hair. He lived high up in the sky and had one big dream – he wanted to be a rainbow forever.
Every day, he bounced around the sky trying different tricks to become colorful. Sometimes he tried to lick rainbows, other times he rolled around in the sunset, and once he even tried to suck up colors from a flying parrot!
One beautiful day, while he was dancing around the sun and his raindrops sparkled beautifully, it happened – he turned into the prettiest rainbow anyone had ever seen.
“Yaaaaaay!” cheered Fluffy, stretching across the whole sky. “Look at me! I’m colorful! Now I’ll stay this beautiful and bright forever!”
But after a little while, the rainbow started to fade until it disappeared completely. Fluffy cried so hard that big raindrops started falling from him.
“Boo-hoo-hoo! Why can’t I stay a rainbow forever?” he sobbed.
Just then, old wise Wind Whoosh swooshed by. He knew all the secrets of the sky.
“Wheeee-hee-hee!” he whistled cheerfully and messed up Fluffy’s cloudy hair. “What’s with all the tears?”
“I… I… I want to be a rainbow forever!” sniffled Fluffy.
“Ho-ho-ho!” laughed Whoosh, making a fun little air circle around Fluffy. “Do you even know all the cool things you can do?”
“What cool things?” Fluffy sniffed.
“Come fly with me!” whistled Whoosh and gave Fluffy a gentle push.
They flew around the sky together, and Whoosh showed him all his amazing abilities. When Fluffy was a white puffy cloud, he made fun shapes for the kids below – sometimes he looked like an elephant, then a car, and even an ice cream cone! When he rained, he watered flowers that waved their leaves at him happily. In winter, he turned into snowflakes, and kids built snowmen from him. And sometimes, when he stood just right next to the sun, he became the most beautiful rainbow.
“See,” whispered Whoosh, “you’re like a magician! You can transform into so many things! Isn’t that better than staying the same all the time?”
Fluffy brightened up. “You’re right! That’s actually super cool! I never know what I’ll be the next day!”
From that day on, Fluffy enjoyed being whatever he turned into. When he was a cloud, he put on funny shows for the kids in the sky. When he rained, he sang happy songs. And when he sometimes turned into a rainbow, it was the most beautiful reward of all.
And Wind Whoosh? He just smiled and tickled Fluffy now and then to remind him that the greatest magic is being able to change and spread joy in every form.
© Interestingbedtimestories.com Author – AraMonaTara
