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Sleep Tight Stories - Bedtime Stories for Kids
The Transfer Student Vol.2. P.19 👽 (Bedtime story series)
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The Bluey Supermarket Playset is here, standing over 15 inches tall and packed with surprises across three levels of fun. Inspired by the episode Kids, this set comes with exclusive Bluey and Bingo figures, including Bingo holding her lollipop. There's a real working escalator, a rooftop cafe, and even an intercom with 24 different sound effects your kids will love. With over 15 play pieces, shelves to explore, carts to fill, and stickers to decorate, your little ones can recreate favorite scenes or or invent new ones of their own. It also works with all your other Bluey figures for even more imaginative adventures. The Bluey Supermarket Playset is available at all major retailers. Hello friends, and welcome to Sleeptight Stories. Red and the gang have found the hidden cache, and now they are trying to get away from the agents that are following them. Once they are in the tunnel, they know they need to keep going and get as far away as possible. The transfer student, Volume 2, Part 19 the tunnel seems to go on forever, twisting and turning through the rock beneath the quarry like some kind of underground highway. Red's device keeps them moving in the right direction, its blue glow bouncing off the smooth walls and creating weird shadows that make everything look mysterious and ancient. Behind them, the sounds of the corrupt agents searching the chamber are getting fainter with each step, but Red doesn't let herself relax yet. Her enhanced Martian hearing can still pick up distant voices echoing through the stone, and she knows they're not safe until they're completely out of here. Where does this thing lead? Charlie gasps, struggling to keep up while carrying his overstuffed backpack full of archive devices. His glasses keep sliding down his nose from all the hurrying away from here, kurt says, practically helping steady him when he stumbles over a rough patch in the tunnel floor. That's all that matters for now. Blue's bouncing along beside Red like this is the best adventure ever. This is so much cooler than the time we found that secret room in the library, he whispers excitedly. Shh, alexa warns, but she's grinning too, despite everything. Finally, after what feels like hours but is probably only 20 minutes of underground hiking, they see something beautiful ahead. Real sunlight, not the artificial glow of Martian technology. The tunnel opens onto a hillside about half a mile from where they started, hidden behind a cluster of rocks and thick bushes that make it nearly invisible unless you know exactly where to look. They emerge, blinking and squinting in the late morning sun, hearts still pounding, but backpacks full of evidence that could change everything for Martian refugee families everywhere. Everyone okay? Red asks, doing a quick head count to make sure they're all accounted for and nobody got lost in the tunnel. They nod, but everyone looks a little shaken. Charlie's glasses are completely crooked. Rachel's notebook is clutched against her chest like it's the most precious thing in the world. An even confident Kurt looks pale and slightly out of breath. Did we get enough? Alexa asks, already thinking practically about their next steps, like the natural leader she is. Red checks Meridian's device. The screen shows that the data downloaded completely successfully, and they've got Rachel's visual records of the symbols, plus several of the small archive devices Charlie managed to grab during their hasty exit. We've got it, she says, feeling a huge wave of relief and pride wash over her. We actually did it. So, blue says, grinning. Despite everything they've just been through, that was definitely more exciting than finding missing chicken nuggets. Way more exciting, charlie agrees, finally straightening his glasses. And way more important. Red looks at her friends, her teammates, her partners in probably the most important mission any of them will ever be part of, and feel something she's never felt before. Not just belonging, but real purpose. They make their way back to the official hiking trail, moving quickly but trying to look like normal weekend hikers to anyone who might see them. The walk back feels completely different from their morning hike. Now they're carrying evidence that could change everything, and every other hiker they pass makes them wonder if they're being watched. It's not until they're back at the park where they started this whole adventure that anyone really relaxes. Back at the park, they find their original picnic table and spread out what they've collected like they're pirates, dividing up Treasure. The archive devices Charlie grabbed look like the most advanced tablets Red has ever seen, their surfaces covered in symbols that actually shift and change as they watch. Okay, that's definitely not normal Earth technology, kurt says, poking one of the devices carefully. We need to get this to Meridian as soon as possible, red says, carefully packing everything away in her backpack. And then figure out how to contact those good agents Dr. Hart mentioned. What about the corrupt agents? Rachel asks, still looking nervous about their close call in the tunnel. They know someone accessed the cache. Won't they be looking for us now? Probably, alexis says grimly, but then her expression brightens. But they don't know it was us specifically. There are tons of hikers in the hills on weekends. We could be anybody. Red hopes she's right, but she can't shake the feeling that their close call at the quarry was just the beginning of something much bigger and more dangerous. We should probably lay low for a few days, she suggests, zipping up her backpack. Act completely normal at school. Don't discuss any of this where anyone might overhear us. And definitely, definitely avoid Agent Torres, blue adds with emphasis. As they pack up to head home. Charlie pulls Red aside while the others are cleaning up their water bottles and snack wrappers. Red, he says quietly. What Dr. Hart said about refugee families being in danger. How many people are we talking about? Red thinks about Meridian's sister, taken away from her family with no warning. About her own parents trying to build a safe life on Earth, about all the families on Mars right now preparing for the journey to Earth, trusting that they're coming to safety and freedom instead of control and exploitation. A lot, she says quietly. Way more than just us. Charlie nods seriously, his expression more determined than she's ever seen it. Then we keep going. Whatever comes next, whatever we have to do, we keep going until we stop them. Looking around at her friends faces, all of them showing that same determination, that same commitment to doing what's right. Red knows he's absolutely right. They've successfully secured the first cache, but this is definitely just the beginning of their mission. Sunday passed quietly, the first truly calm day Red has experienced in weeks. She spent most of it in her room, supposedly doing homework but actually processing everything that had happened at the quarry. Blue played video games and made jokes about their nature walk, and their mom attempted something called Sunday brunch that involved eggs with suspicious purple vegetables. It was exactly the kind of boring, normal family day Red didn't realize she'd been missing. Monday morning at school feels incredibly weird. After Saturday's underground adventure, Red sits through math class, trying to act like a normal student who spent her weekend doing homework and watching movies, not downloading secret Martian archives, while being chased by corrupt government agents through underground tunnels. She's actually managing to pay attention to the teacher explaining concepts when the intercom crackles to life with the familiar squeal of feedback that makes everyone wince. Attention, students and staff. Comes Principal Burke's voice, sounding way more stressed than usual. We have a situation that requires immediate attention. Our beloved school mascot, Woody the Woodchuck, has gone missing from the athletics storage room. Red immediately perks up, glancing across the room to Charlie, who's already looking at her with raised eyebrows. The costume was last seen Friday afternoon, Principal Burke continues, and with the big game against Riverside Middle School this Thursday, we need to locate Woody as soon as possible. After everything they've been through with missing archives and government conspiracies, a missing mascot costume seems almost refreshingly normal. Like the kind of problem regular kids solve, not the kind that involves worrying about being contained by shadowy agents. If anyone has any information about Woody's whereabouts, principal Burke adds, sounding slightly desperate, please report to the main office immediately. And remember, Woody isn't just a costume. He's a symbol of our school spirit and pride. The intercom clicks off with another burst of static, and immediately the classroom erupts in whispered conversations about who could have taken the mascot and why. Maybe someone from Queen Charlotte stole it, suggests Marcus from the back row. Or maybe it's a prank, adds Sarah. What if it's aliens? Jokes Kevin, which makes Red nearly choke on her water. Red finds herself actually getting interested in this mystery after dealing with the stress of corrupt agents and underground chambers filled with ancient technology. A missing mascot costume sounds like exactly the kind of problem she and her friends can solve without worrying about anyone getting hurt or families being torn apart. When the bell rings for lunch, she practically races through the hallway to meet the others at their usual table. Please tell me you guys heard the announcement about Woody, she says as she plops down with her lunch tray. The missing mascot, Alexa, grins, unwrapping her sandwich. After Saturday, this feels like a vacation, a mystery we can actually solve without sneaking around. Government agents, charlie adds happily. They're discussing theories about the missing mascot when Mr. McCaskill appears at their table, looking both amused and and slightly desperate. He's carrying his usual coffee mug, the one that says World's Okayest Teacher, and sets it down carefully before sitting. I couldn't help but overhear you talking about our Woody situation, he says with a grin. That usually means he's about to rope them into something interesting. And given your group's impressive track record with solving mysteries around here, I was wondering if you might be interested in a special assignment. Red perks up Immediately after the intensity of their weekend mission with underground chambers and corrupt agents, the idea of a school mystery sounds absolutely perfect. What kind of assignment? Rachel asks, already pulling out her notebook because that's what Rachel does whenever anything remotely investigative comes up. Well, Mr. McCaskill says, leaning forward conspiratorially, Principal Burke is pretty worried about Thursday's game. The whole school is counting on Woody to boost morale, and we're running out of time to order a replacement costume if we can't find the original. He takes a sip of his coffee and continues. Between you and me, I think this might be more than just a simple theft or prank. The storage room wasn't broken into. Whoever took Woody had access to the building, and there are some unusual clues that the custodial staff found. What kind of unusual clues? Charlie asks, pushing his glasses up with that look of intense curiosity he gets when something scientific catches his attention. Paw prints, Mr. McCaskill says, his grin getting wider. But not human ones. And they're definitely not from any cat or dog I've ever seen. Charlie nearly chokes on his milk. Paw prints? Like actual animal paw prints? Small ones, but with very distinctive claw marks. They lead from the storage room toward the back of the building, then just disappear into thin air. Curt looks skeptical. So you think an animal stole the mascot costume? What kind of animal would want a woodchuck suit? I think, Mr. McCaskill says, standing up and picking up his coffee mug, that you five are exactly the right people to figure out what really happened to Woody. Consider it an extra credit project for English class. You can write up your investigation process and findings when you're done. Red looks around at her friends. After dealing with holographic messages and underground archives and government conspiracies, tracking down a missing woodchuck costume through mysterious paw prints sounds like exactly the kind of light hearted adventure they need. And if Agent Torres is still watching them, maybe he'll think they're just normal kids solving normal school problems. We're in, she says, speaking for the group without hesitation. Excellent, Mr. McCaskill beams. Your first stop should be the athletics storage room. I'll let Mr. Rodriguez know you're coming to examine the crime scene. As Mr. McCaskill walks away, the gang huddles closer together at their lunch table and Red can't help but grin at the perfect timing of this whole situation. You know what? She says quietly. This is actually brilliant. If Agent Torres is still watching us, he'll think we're just normal students solving normal school problems. Exactly what I was thinking, alexa agrees, unwrapping what looks like the world's most organized sandwich. Perfectly cut vegetables arranged in neat layers. A missing mascot is about as non suspicious as mysteries get. Charlie's unpacking his lunch too, and Red notices something different about him. Wait, Charlie, you're not sniffling today. Yeah, can you believe it? Charlie says, grinning. That weird tea my mom made me drink actually worked. First time in weeks I can taste my food properly. Which is good because this lunch needs all the help it can get. What is that? Rachel asks, staring at Charlie's lunch with fascination and mild horror. Peanut butter and grape jelly on multigrain crackers, charlie says proudly. My mom ran out of bread, so we're experimenting with alternative sandwich platforms. Speaking of experiments, red says, lowering her voice, we need to make sure all our weekend souvenirs are somewhere safe before we start playing detective with school mysteries. The mood shifts slightly as they remember the serious mission hiding behind their normal student lives. I've got the devices locked in my desk at home, charlie whispers. My parents never go in there because they're afraid of my science projects. Rachel's got her symbol sketches and I've got Meridian's device, red adds. Everything's secure. Good, Alexa says, back in organizational mode. So after school, we meet at the athletics storage room, examine the crime scene, and start tracking down our woodchuck thief. Easy mystery. No underground chambers required. Just the way I like it, kurt says, rejoining the conversation as she returns from dumping her lunch tray. Simple problems with simple solutions. Red feels that familiar excitement building. The good kind where they get to solve mysteries without worrying about corrupt government agents or refugee families in danger. Just friends working together, figuring out where a woodland creature costume wandered off to. All right, team, she says, standing up as the lunch bell rings. Operation Find Woody begins after school. That's a terrible operation. Name? Charlie says, grinning. You got a better one? Operation Woodchuck Chuck, he suggests. That's somehow worse. Alexa laughs as they head back to class. Red catches herself actually looking forward to a nice, normal, silly mystery for once. Sometimes the best adventures are the ones that don't involve saving the world. And that is the end of this part. Good night, sleep tight, Sa.