Rain And The Little Blue Aliens
Rain was a little girl who loved looking at the stars before she went to sleep.
Every night, she would sit by her bedroom window and wonder what might be hiding among the twinkling lights in the sky.
One evening, after brushing her teeth and hugging her favorite stuffed rabbit, Rain climbed into bed.
She yawned.
She stretched.
And before long, she was fast asleep.
Sometime during the night, Rain suddenly opened her eyes.
The moon was shining through her window, and her room looked exactly the same as always.
Then she heard a strange sound.
Beep-boop. Beep-boop.
Rain sat up.
Floating outside her bedroom window was a tiny silver spaceship.
Its round windows glowed bright blue.
Rain rubbed her eyes.
The spaceship was still there.
One of the windows slid open, and three little blue faces peeked out.
The first alien had three sparkling eyes and a tiny silver hat.
“Hello!” he called. “My name is Zibby!”
The second alien had four arms and ears shaped like stars.
“I’m Blorp!” he said cheerfully.
The third alien was round as a blueberry and wore bright yellow boots.
“And I’m Noodlewump!”
Rain giggled.
“Noodlewump?”
The alien nodded proudly.
“It is a very excellent alien name.”
The spaceship lowered a staircase made of shimmering starlight.
“We’ve come to invite you on an adventure,” said Zibby.
Rain looked at the glowing staircase.
“An adventure?”
“To our home planet!” said Blorp.
Rain’s eyes grew wide.
“Can I really come?”
“Of course!” said Noodlewump.
So Rain climbed out her window and onto the spaceship.
The moment she sat down, the spaceship zoomed into the sky.
They flew past fluffy clouds.
Past the moon.
Past sparkling stars.
And farther than Rain had ever imagined.
Finally, a beautiful planet appeared ahead.
The planet looked like a giant rainbow marble floating in space.
As they landed, Rain pressed her face against the window.
The grass sparkled like emeralds.
The rivers swirled with rainbow colors.
The trees had striped trunks and leaves that chimed like tiny bells whenever the wind blew.
Huge jellyfish floated through the sky like balloons.
Mountains changed colors every few minutes.
Pink.
Purple.
Blue.
Gold.
Rain gasped.
“It’s beautiful!”
“Welcome to Coloria!” said Zibby.
The little blue aliens led Rain into their village.
The houses were giant crystal bubbles that glowed softly from within.
Friendly aliens waved as Rain passed by.
Some had six eyes.
Some had curly antennae.
Some floated instead of walking.
Everyone smiled.
Everyone seemed happy.
The first thing they did was play games.
They put on special moon-bounce boots and leaped high into the air.
Rain bounced over rivers.
She bounced over trees.
She even bounced over an entire mountain.
She laughed so hard her cheeks hurt.
Next, they played Hide-and-Glow.
Instead of hiding, the aliens changed colors and tried to blend into their surroundings.
Blorp accidentally turned bright orange while standing beside a blue tree.
Rain found him immediately.
“You are not very good at this game,” she said.
Blorp laughed.
“I know.”
After the games, Zibby took Rain to a hill overlooking the whole planet.
There, dozens of aliens stood beside giant paintbrushes.
“What are they doing?” Rain asked.
“They’re painting the sky,” said Zibby.
Rain blinked.
“The sky?”
The aliens dipped their brushes into glowing paint and painted colorful swirls across the clouds.
Wherever the paint touched, the clouds changed color.
Some became pink.
Some became gold.
Some turned into giant flower shapes.
Rain picked up a brush and joined them.
She painted purple stars.
Golden moons.
And giant sparkling hearts.
Soon the sky looked like the most beautiful painting she had ever seen.
As evening arrived, the aliens invited Rain to a feast.
The food looked very strange.
There were floating blueberry noodles.
Singing strawberries.
Rainbow popcorn that changed flavor with every bite.
And glowing cupcakes covered in star-shaped sprinkles.
Rain wasn’t sure about the singing strawberries.
But after one bite, she wanted ten more.
Everything was delicious.
After dinner, the aliens showed her crystal caves filled with glowing gems.
They rode floating sky-jellyfish through the clouds.
They watched shooting stars race across the sky.
And they laughed together until Rain felt as though she had known her new friends forever.
At last, Zibby grew quiet.
Blorp looked down at his feet.
Even Noodlewump stopped smiling.
Rain noticed right away.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
Zibby sighed.
“It’s almost time for you to go home.”
Rain’s smile faded.
“Oh.”
“We don’t want you to leave,” said Blorp softly.
“We like having you here,” said Noodlewump.
Rain hugged all three of them.
“I don’t want to leave either.”
The little blue aliens hugged her back.
Then Zibby reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny crystal star.
It glowed with soft blue light.
“This is for you,” he said.
“So you’ll always remember us.”
Rain carefully held the tiny star.
“I’ll never forget you.”
The aliens walked her back to the spaceship.
As they flew through the stars, everyone was quiet.
Soon they arrived at Rain’s bedroom window.
The staircase lowered once again.
Rain stepped onto her windowsill.
The little blue aliens waved.
“We’ll miss you!” called Blorp.
“Come visit again someday!” shouted Noodlewump.
“Goodbye, Rain,” said Zibby.
Rain waved until the spaceship disappeared among the stars.
Then she climbed back into bed.
The moment her head touched her pillow—
She woke up.
Morning sunlight filled her room.
Birds chirped outside.
Rain sat up and looked around.
Everything seemed normal.
Her books were on their shelf.
Her stuffed rabbit sat on her bed.
Her curtains fluttered in the breeze.
Rain smiled a little.
“It was just a dream.”
But then she noticed something sitting on her bedside table.
A tiny crystal star.
Glowing softly with blue light.
Exactly like the one Zibby had given her.
Rain picked it up and smiled.
Far away among the stars, she imagined three little blue aliens smiling too.
And every night after that, before she went to sleep, Rain looked out her window and whispered,
“Goodnight, Zibby. Goodnight, Blorp. Goodnight, Noodlewump.”
And somewhere beyond the stars, her friends whispered back,
“Goodnight, Rain.”
The End.
