Stories of Logell Plush Toys

After the moonlight adventure of finding the dance shoe button, the plush friends in Lily’s room had a new little secret. Every night when the clock struck nine and Lily’s soft snores filled the air, Benny the bear, Max the Shiba Inu, Bobby the penguin, and Mia the cat would quietly gather by the window—waiting for something special.

It all started three nights ago. When they were tidying up Lily’s drawing paper scattered on the desk, they found a crayon sketch: Lily was holding hands with four plush toys under a big rainbow, and there were little words written in the corner: “I wish we could chase rainbows together!” Mia, who loved staring at Lily’s drawings the most, gently tapped the sketch with her paw: “Do you think rainbows have magic?” Bobby tilted his head, his red scarf fluttering slightly in the night breeze: “If we can find a real rainbow, maybe we can make Lily’s wish come true!”

From that night on, they made a “rainbow promise”: whoever spots the first rainbow after rain must call the others right away. Max even volunteered to be the “rain watcher”—every evening, he’d press his nose against the window, sniffing the air for the damp smell of rain. Benny prepared a small jar of glitter Lily had left behind; he said, “If we find a rainbow, we can collect its sparkles in here as a souvenir!”

Last night, dark clouds rolled in after dinner, and fat raindrops pattered against the window. The plush friends huddled by the sill, their eyes wide with expectation. Max’s tail wagged so fast it looked like a blur: “I smell rain! The rainbow will come soon!” Mia licked her paws, already imagining the colorful arc in the sky. Bobby wrapped his scarf tighter—he was a little nervous, worried the rain would last too long.

The rain stopped at eight o’clock. Just as Max was about to sigh in disappointment, a streak of golden light broke through the clouds. “Look!” Benny pointed his paw at the window. There, spanning from the roof of the next house to the distant tree tops, was a bright rainbow—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, each color glowing like polished gemstones.

The plush friends held their breath, afraid the beautiful sight would fade away. Mia gently pushed open the slightly ajar window (Lily had left it open a crack to let in fresh air), and a cool breeze carrying the scent of wet grass drifted in. “It’s even prettier up close!” Bobby whispered, leaning forward carefully so he wouldn’t fall out. Max stuck his head out the window, his nose twitching as he tried to “sniff” the rainbow—only to sneeze at a fluttering dandelion seed.

Benny took out the glitter jar and held it up to the rainbow. “Do you think the sparkles will fall in?” he asked softly. Just then, a tiny drop of leftover rainwater from the windowsill dripped into the jar. When the sunlight hit the jar, the water inside reflected little rainbow fragments—like someone had captured a piece of the rainbow and sealed it in! The friends cheered quietly, their voices so soft they wouldn’t wake Lily.

They sat by the window for a long time, watching the rainbow slowly fade into the pink dusk. Before going back to their spots, they made another promise: next time it rains, they’ll wait for the rainbow again, and this time, they’ll leave the glitter jar by Lily’s pillow—so she’ll know that her plush friends have been guarding her little wish.

When Lily woke up the next morning, she first noticed the jar on her pillow. She picked it up, and as she twisted open the lid, the sunlight streaming through the window hit the water inside, and little rainbow sparkles danced on her hands. “Wow! Rainbow magic!” she exclaimed, hugging Benny tightly. The plush friends lay quietly, but their hearts were filled with joy—this rainbow promise, hidden in the morning light, was a new little secret between them and their beloved Lily.

As the days went by, the “rainbow watch” became a nightly routine for the plush friends. Sometimes the rain passed without a rainbow, but they never felt disappointed—because they knew, as long as they were together, every quiet night waiting by the window was a precious adventure. And that little jar of rainbow sparkles? It sat on Lily’s desk, a shiny reminder of the warm promise shared by a group of fluffy friends.