Fluffy Bear has never left the woods, but one night a tiny green space traveller lands nearby and offers him a trip to the moon. Fluffy Bear says yes before he can change his mind.
In a little cosy house deep in the forest lived Fluffy Bear. At night he liked to curl up by the window and stare at the stars, wondering what they looked like up close. The moon was his favourite. It always seemed to be watching him back.
One evening, when the trees were silver in the moonlight, something strange dropped into the clearing with a puff and a hiss. A small flying saucer blinked, buzzed, and gave a tiny wobble as it landed. Out climbed a little green space traveller with a bent helmet and a very worried face.
"I’m lost," he squeaked. "And I’ve run out of moon biscuits."
Fluffy Bear blinked. A real space traveller had landed right next to his house. Before he could think too long about it, the traveller pointed up at the sky and said that if Fluffy Bear helped him find the way home, he could come along to the moon. Fluffy Bear’s heart gave a great thump. The moon! He climbed aboard at once.
Inside the ship, there was a map of stars on the wall, a button marked DO NOT PRESS, and a seat that was far too small for a bear. The traveller showed Fluffy Bear the controls, and Fluffy Bear bravely gripped the wheel with both paws. The ship lurched, lifted, and zoomed higher and higher until the forest looked like a toy. Then, right in front of them, a blazing comet streaked across their path, bright as a firework and twice as fast. Fluffy Bear gasped, grabbed the wheel, and shouted, "Oops!" as the ship began to wobble wildly toward the glowing streak.