Once upon a time, in a small town filled with colorful houses and smiling faces, lived a little cloud named Puffy. Puffy was not an ordinary cloud; he was the fluffiest, friendliest cloud in the sky. Every morning, Puffy would drift above the town, watching the people wake up and start their day.
One sunny day, while Puffy floated in the sky, he noticed a little bird named Tweet flapping her tiny wings as hard as she could. Tweet was trying to carry a large leaf back to her nest to give her nest some shade from the bright sun. Seeing Tweet struggle, Puffy decided to help.
With a puff of his fluffy self, Puffy floated closer to Tweet. He said in a soft, friendly voice, “Hello, little bird! I see you are having a hard time. Would you like some help?” Tweet chirped happily and nodded. Puffy gently blew a cool breeze, making it easier for Tweet to glide through the sky with her leaf.
Together, Puffy and Tweet flew over the trees and above the winding roads, passing by children playing in the park and people waving up at them. Tweet felt happy and grateful to have Puffy by her side. When they finally reached the nest, Tweet thanked Puffy with a cheerful song that filled the air with joy.
As the sun began to set, Puffy floated back to the town center, feeling happy that he could help his new friend. Just then, Puffy noticed something shiny on the ground below. A little girl named Lucy was searching for her lost balloon. It was red and bright, tied with a golden string.
Seeing Lucy was upset, Puffy decided to help again. He floated lower in the sky and called out, “Lucy! I can help you find your balloon!” Lucy looked up, surprised to see a smiling cloud talking to her. She pointed toward the tree where the balloon had gotten stuck. Puffy, with an encouraging puff, created a gentle wind that shook the balloon loose from the branches. Down it drifted, right into Lucy’s joyful arms.
Lucy thanked Puffy with a big smile, and Puffy felt his fluffy self expand with happiness. As the stars began to twinkle in the sky, Puffy settled down low over the town, watching the lights turn off one by one.
Every day, Puffy drifted through the sky, finding new friends to help. And every night, as he rested, the people of the town would dream of the friendly cloud, feeling the warmth of his gentle presence. Puffy the cloud, to this day, floats above, spreading happiness and kindness wherever he goes, making every day a little brighter for all his friends below.
