In a land where colors danced in the sky and magic lived in every petal, there was a gentle creature named Rainbow Hug. Rainbow wasn’t just any creature—she shimmered with every color imaginable, her body a living streak of light and warmth. Known for her comforting embrace, she traveled through the skies bringing smiles to anyone who felt sad or alone. One sunny morning, Rainbow Hug spotted a tiny figure beneath a giant lily. It was a baby, nestled softly in the flower’s curve, cooing happily in the dappled light. The baby had been named Lily by the forest spirits, for she had bloomed under the care of the great flower. Rainbow Hug felt a pull in her heart—this child was special. Descending gently from the clouds, Rainbow wrapped Lily Baby in a warm, colorful hug. The baby giggled, reaching out with tiny hands to touch the colors. Flowers bloomed brighter, birds sang sweeter, and even the wind paused to enjoy the moment. Nearby, a golden mango tree swayed in the breeze. The tree, sensing joy, dropped its ripest fruit. Rainbow picked it up, peeled it with a swirl of her tail, and offered it to Lily Baby. The baby took a bite and laughed—the mango was the sweetest thing she’d ever tasted. From that day on, Rainbow Hug visited Lily often. They shared mangoes, watched clouds take funny shapes, and made the world a bit brighter together. Their story spread across the skies and trees, a tale of love, color, and the simple joy of a hug and a mango fruit.
