
The Rainbow Freeze
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The Lantern Valley

Whispering Wonders Bedtime
Lucas keeps a tiny tooth in a little box, and Elsa has a wobbly one. Tonight Glimmer, the little unicorn, carries them over a rainbow to Moonmeadow, where the tooth fairies hang children's lost teeth in the sky as stars. But most of the stars have grown dull, and nobody knows why... until Lucas opens his little box. A gentle, magical bedtime story about tooth fairies, friendship and brushing your teeth, with soft music to help little ones drift off to sleep.
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Lucas had a gap in his smile, and in his pocket a tiny box with one small tooth. Elsa had a wobbly tooth, and she wobbled it with her tongue. They brushed their teeth with a lot of foam, one more time, just because.
A soft light slid over the windowsill. A small rainbow bent down to the glass, and Glimmer stepped off it, shaking the rainbow mane.
Glimmer was the little unicorn Lucas and Elsa had met only last week. "Come and see my home," said Glimmer. "It is called Moonmeadow. All kinds of magical creatures live there, more than we can visit in one night. Tonight I will show you the corner where the unicorns live, and the tooth fairies."
A single strand of mane floated down. "Hold on to this, and the rainbow will carry you."
Lucas held one end and Elsa held the other. The colours were soft and solid under their feet. One step, two steps, rainbow light.
Below them, Moonmeadow lay asleep. Lantern-moths drifted by. Cloud-sheep snored on a grassy slope. Far off, something big and gentle hummed in the dark, and Glimmer smiled. "Another night," said Glimmer.
In the hillside stood small round homes, shaped like shells and flowers, with warm windows. Unicorns looked out and waved sleepily.
Higher up, the sky was dim, with only a few thin stars, and one that shone very bright. Glimmer frowned. "The stars were brighter last time."
Out of the dark came little fairies, each about as big as a small bird, with wings like soap bubbles. The head fairy, a little bigger than the others, wore a coin-pouch scarf. "Visitors from the children's world!" she said.
"We are the tooth fairies," she said. "When a child puts a lost tooth under the pillow, we come in the night. We take the tooth, and we leave a coin. That is only fair, for a tooth is a child's first treasure.
Then we bring the teeth here and hang them in the sky, and they shine as stars."
She pointed at the brightest star. "That one is the shiniest tooth we have ever found. It is so clean it glows like a little moon."
She held out a jar, and the teeth inside glowed only a little. "But the rest are dull. We do not know why. A small star is still a star, but we would love to see more of them shine like that one."
Lucas opened his tiny box. His tooth shone, clean and white, just like the bright star. The fairies gasped.
Glimmer's ears pricked up, remembering the night with the foam. "They wash their teeth every night!" cried Glimmer, so surprised that a laugh popped out.
"Every night?" said the fairies. "With a brush," said Elsa, "in little circles. And foam." They showed how, and bubbles floated up. The fairies grabbed tiny brushes and scrubbed their own tiny teeth, and the whole meadow filled with bubbles.
Elsa laughed so hard at the bubbles that her wobbly tooth popped out. "Oh!" She caught it in her hand.
"We'll tell all the children," said Elsa. "And we'll keep brushing, too," said Lucas. The head fairy smiled. "Then one day every star will shine like that one." One step, two steps, rainbow light.
"Put your teeth under the pillow tonight," said the head fairy. "We will come, and we will leave a coin." Lucas and Elsa nodded. Glimmer stood proud.
The three of them walked home on the rainbow, past the round homes with their warm windows. At the window, Glimmer said goodnight and slipped back into the light.
Lucas put his tooth under his pillow, and Elsa put hers under hers. The room was quiet, with moonlight on the blankets and slow breathing. On the windowsill, a single strand of mane glowed softly. Far outside, a tiny wing rustled once, and then not again.
And high above Moonmeadow, two new stars began to shine, brighter than all the others.
Sleep tight.
Close your eyes, and let the story carry on in your dreams.