The Rainbow Rider
Squeaky, the roly-poly mouse, had an imagination as big as his belly. While other mice scurried for crumbs, Squeaky dreamt of flying. One day, a shimmering, scaly snout appeared at his mouse hole—it belonged to Fizzy, a magic dragon who only appeared to those with the brightest minds.
"Hop on!" Fizzy rumbled, his voice like warm honey. Squeaky didn't hesitate. They soared into the sky, past fluffy clouds that smelled of cotton candy. Fizzy's scales shifted through every colour imaginable: cherry red, sunshine yellow, even a new colour Squeaky called "giggle-green." The clouds they flew through turned a brilliant fuchsia and violet, and the bubbles surrounding them were filled with swirls of sparkling gold and electric blue. Fizzy's fiery breath wasn't hot at all; it was a shower of shimmering stardust that painted the sky in shades of wonder. Squeaky held on tight, his tiny heart bursting with joy, as he and his magical friend painted the heavens with the colours of their dreams.
