Beautiful Bb is a little girl in the galaxy. She is brave, but a bit shy. She wears a round helmet. It looks like a bubble.
One night, the stars go dim. “Oh no,” says Beautiful Bb. “My sky is sleepy.”
A soft glow appears beside her. It is the Guardian Spirit. The Spirit is gentle and calm. “Hello, Beautiful Bb,” it whispers. “The colors are hiding.”
Beautiful Bb holds her hands close. “Can I help?”
“Yes,” says the Guardian Spirit. “We must restore the colors.”
A funny Imaginary Animal hops in. It is small like a plush toy, with a swirly tail. It makes a tiny “boop-boop!” sound. It is silly and loyal.
“Boop!” it says, like it is ready.
They float to a quiet place between planets. There, a single Flower grows in a little pot of moon-dust. The Flower is brave too. Its petals are pale.
The Flower sighs. “I miss my colors.”
Beautiful Bb leans close. “We will find them.”
Far ahead stands a Stone Golem. It is big. It is made of gray rocks. It blocks the path like a wall.
The Imaginary Animal puffs up. “Boop!”
Beautiful Bb gulps. She feels small. But she takes one slow breath. “Hello, Stone Golem,” she says.
The Golem rumbles, “No colors. No passing.”
The Guardian Spirit hums, low and warm. “Maybe it is not mean,” it says. “Maybe it is scared.”
Beautiful Bb waves with a tiny hand. “Are you scared?”
The Golem’s eyes blink. “Dark… too quiet,” it grunts.
Beautiful Bb nods. “I feel that too.” She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a little star sticker. It is shiny.
She sticks it on a stone finger. “This is for you.”
The Golem looks at the sticker. It glints. The Golem’s shoulders drop. “Pretty,” it says, softer.
“Will you help us?” asks Beautiful Bb.
The Golem steps aside. “Yes,” it says. “Follow.”
They come to an asteroid that looks like a bowl. Inside is a puddle of glitter: lost color dust.
“Star-dust colors!” says the Guardian Spirit.
The Imaginary Animal sneezes, “Boop-choo!” and the dust swirls up like paint in the air.
Beautiful Bb laughs. Then she remembers the Flower. “We need a sprinkle,” she says.
She takes a tiny jar. The Guardian Spirit guides her hands. The Golem holds still like a statue so the dust will not blow away.
Back at the Flower, Beautiful Bb shakes the jar. “One… two… three.”
The dust falls. The Flower wakes up bright—pink, yellow, and blue.
The whole galaxy brightens. Stars sparkle again.
The Flower opens one petal. Inside is a small treasure: a Rainbow Seed. It is smooth and warm.
“For you,” says the Flower.
Beautiful Bb gasps. “A seed?”
“Plant it,” says the Guardian Spirit. “It will grow a tiny rainbow you can keep.”
Beautiful Bb plants it in moon-dust by her window. A little rainbow sprouts like a ribbon.
The Stone Golem smiles, very slow. The Imaginary Animal does a happy spin. “Boop!”
Beautiful Bb whispers, “I was shy. But I did it.”
The galaxy twinkles back, bright and kind, and Beautiful Bb goes to sleep with her own little rainbow glowing softly nearby.