Oh, hello, everyone! I have another story for you today. It was inspired by my little sister, Teddy’s experience with a thunderstorm last night. I won’t say more; we’ll just get right to the story. I now present to you Little Teddy and the Thunderstorm. I do hope you enjoy!

Little Teddy and the Thunderstorm

The little teddy was on her way to Zombie Jem’s. She was going to hang out with him and Mickey. She was excited for today because Mickey and Jem had decided to play some music together. Mickey was going to bring his personal guitar and keyboard for Jem to play. The little teddy couldn’t wait to hear them perform together. She was trying to get there as quickly as she could because she was so eager to see them play together.

She was walking along through the woods, singing to herself when she felt a rain drop. She looked up and, sure enough, it had started to rain. It wasn’t coming down too heavily, so the little teddy wasn’t too worried. She didn’t mind the rain. So she kept walking, singing to herself. She was so focused on getting to see her friends that she didn’t notice how dark it was getting.

She was about half way there when she first noticed it. A slow rumbling in the sky. The little teddy suddenly noticed how dark it had gotten. Another rumbling in the sky, this time much louder. The little teddy shivered. She didn’t like thunderstorms. She began to pick up her pace, trying to reach her destination as quickly as possible. But before she could get very far, a large bolt of lightning burst through the ever darkening sky, followed by a very loud thunder clap.

The little teddy was getting frightened. She had always been afraid of thunder, but she had never been caught outside in a storm. And the rain was now beginning to come down harder and harder. Another loud crack of thunder caused the scared little teddy to jump. “Eeeee!,” she screamed. She began quickly searching for a place to hide from the storm. She knew she was still a ways away from reaching Zombie Jem’s cemetery so she hoped to find somewhere to wait out the storm.

But, search as she did, the little teddy could find nowhere to hide. She realized that her safest bet was to try and hide under a tree. But, much to her dismay, none of the trees around were that big. When another large thunder clap shook the very ground, the little teddy decided to just make a run for the cemetery. She took off, running as fast as her little legs would carry her. Suddenly the loudest thunder clap she had ever heard rang through the sky.

The little teddy, shaken from the thunder, slipped and fell on the muddy ground. She struggled to get her footing and then ran to closest tree. Another loud crack of thunder sounded as she reached the tree. The little teddy huddled as close to the tree as she could and curled up into a ball. It had gotten really dark and she wasn’t quite sure if she was going the right way. The little teddy began to cry. She was frightened by the storm and felt all alone.

The little teddy was beginning to think she would have to spend the night alone and scared in the middle of a terrible thunderstorm when she heard a voice in the distance. She wasn’t able to make out the voices, but she tried her best to focus on them. It was hard to do while the constant thunder kept scaring her. Finally she was able to make out something. “PammyBear?” she heard a voice calling. “Pammy?” another voice called. The little teddy stood up. It had to be Zombie Jem and Mickey. Shivering, she focused on where she heard the voices coming from. “Hewwo?” she yelled out as loud as she could. When she got no reply, she began to cry again. She worried that her friends had given up the search.

Suddenly the little teddy heard the voice again, this time much closer. “PammyBear?” she could clearly make out Zombie Jem’s voice this time. “I’m here,” she cried out, “I’m over here!” To the little teddy’s relief, Zombie Jem and Mickey came running up to her. Her two friends both hugged her. “I’m so sorry it took so long for us to get here,” Zombie Jem apologized, “as soon as it started storming, we got worried.” Mickey nodded. “We waited just a few moments,” he told her, “and then when you didn’t show up, we came out to find you.”

Zombie Jem and Mickey got the little teddy back to the cemetery as quickly as they could. “There’s a large shed in the very back in of the cemetery,” Jem explained to her once they got there, “that’s where we’re headed.” Once they got her inside, Zombie Jem went to get a blanket. Mickey hugged his friend. “Oh no,” he said worriedly, “you’re shivering. Don’t worry, Jem will be back with a blanket soon.” The little teddy curled up against her friend, trying to get a little warmer. “It was so scawy,” she said, “I’m so scawed of thunderstorms.” Mickey rubbed the little teddies back. “It’s ok,” he assured her, “you’re here with us now.”

It was just a couple of minutes before Zombie Jem returned. He had a large blanket with him. “That’s a big blanket for one small teddy,” Mickey told him. His undead friend smiled. “Oh it’s not just for her,” he laughed, “it’s for us all!” He handed the blanket to Mickey, who wrapped it around himself and the little teddy. “I’ve made us all some hot chocolate,” he told Mickey, before walking away, “and I wanna get the computer so we can show PammyBear that recording.”

Upon hearing this, the little teddy perked up some. She sat up. “What wecording,” she asked. Mickey smiled. “Oh yeah!,” he answered, “Before we came out to get you, we had recording a jam session. We think it sounds pretty good!” Zombie Jem walked back over and handed a mug of cocoa to his friends. He set down his laptop in front of them and sat down, wrapping the blanket around himself. He started up the laptop and pulled up the recording. “Get ready to enjoy the musical stylings of Mickey and the Undead,” Jem said proudly. The little teddy began to forget about her ordeal in the storm as she and her friends spent the night listening to music.

The End

Well, that’s it for tonight’s story. I do hope you all enjoyed it. Please feel free to leave me any feedback you have in the comments below. I can use any feedback, positive and negative, can help me to become a better author and thus provide you all with better stories. I really appreciate you all visiting my section of Teddy’s blog, and I do hope you’ll take the time to look at the rest of the blog. Thank you again, and goodnight!