The sun hung low over the farm, casting a warm, golden glow that made everything shimmer with a cozy magic. Branwen and Percy stood in the clearing, their cheeks flushed from giggles and their eyes sparkling with excitement. The big bear, still lazily sprawled on the soft moss, let out a gentle snore that sounded like a rumbling lullaby. Today had been full of surprises—first discovering the mysterious hole, then befriending their enormous, goofy new friend. Now, an idea blossomed in Branwen’s mind, bright as the farm’s afternoon sky.
“Let’s throw a farm party!” she declared, clapping her hands. Percy’s eyes widened in delighted surprise. “A silly farm party? What do we need?”
Branwen grinned, already imagining the fun. “We’ll invite everyone! We can decorate the barn with flowers and strings of fairy lights—oh, and maybe a silly hat contest, too!”
Percy nodded enthusiastically. “And we should have a special snack for our new friend—the big bear! Maybe honeycakes? I bet he’d love those.”
They hurried off to the barn, their footsteps kicking up tiny clouds of dust. As they worked together, the farm seemed to hum with anticipation. The chickens clucked cheerfully, the cows mooed softly, and the wind carried a scent of hay and blooming daisies. Branwen grabbed a handful of bright flowers, weaving them into a garland while Percy gathered colorful ribbons.
Soon, the farmyard was transformed into a burst of cheerful chaos—string lights twinkled overhead, and the barn doors swung open to reveal a cozy, inviting space. The animals gathered curiously, sensing something fun was about to happen.
Just then, the big bear lumbered over, wobbling slightly but with a big, goofy grin. He sniffed the air, his tongue lolling out as if he knew something exciting was about to unfold. Branwen and Percy giggled, running over to hug their gentle giant.
“Everyone’s coming to see you!” Percy beamed.
With a playful snort, the bear gently nudged Percy, causing him to stumble back in surprise. The farm burst into a chorus of cheerful clucks, moos, and even a few neighs from the nearby horses, all eager to join the fun.
As twilight settled, lanterns cast a warm glow over the yard. The silly hat contest began—Branwen wore a crown of daisies, while Percy sported a floppy hat decorated with feathers. The animals clucked and mooed, as if joining in the laughter. The highlight was the honeycake feast, where the bear’s enormous paws carefully helped himself, leaving crumbs and a big, happy smile.
Laughter echoed through the farm, blending with the night’s gentle chorus of crickets and rustling leaves. Branwen looked around at her friends—the big bear, Percy, and all the lively animals—and felt a warm glow in her heart.
“Today was perfect,” she whispered, hugging Percy and the bear close.
Percy nodded, grinning. “And tomorrow will be even better. We’ve got a whole farm full of friends, and plenty of silly adventures ahead.”
The friends shared a big, happy laugh as the stars twinkled above, promising more days of kindness, humor, and friendship. The farm was alive with joy, and everyone knew that the best surprises were the ones shared together—especially with a big, goofy, gentle friend at their side.