Sofia and the Shuttle to Sugar Space

Sofia and the Shuttle to Sugar Space cover illustration

Starring Sofia, Whimpy weiner, Mr. Toothbrush, Justin

Sofia whispered, "Let's sneak, let’s sneak, Before this rocket lifts off with a **creak**!" Justin grinned as the engines boomed, While Whimpy wondered if they’d be **doomed**.

The engines rumbled—then zapped so **bright**, Sofia squeezed Whimpy’s paw in **fright**. Mr. Toothbrush said, "Hold on, crew!" As up they soared, right out of **view**.

The stars zipped by with a silvery **twang**, As inside the shuttle, hearts went **bang**. They landed at last at a shiny space **station**, And tiptoed out, full of wild **elation**.

"Let’s go explore the galaxy up **high**!" Justin cheered with a glint in his **eye**. Whimpy weiner gulped, feeling anxiously **small**, But Sofia just smiled, ready for a **thrall**.

They pressed all the buttons—beep, beep, **beep!** The engines hummed and the shuttle did **leap**. Straight through the stars, the four did **zoom**, Toward a planet with wild purple **bloom**.

They landed with a bounce—ker-plop, ker-**plump!** The ground was sticky, soft as a **lump**. Strange shapes staggered, wobbling to **see**— They’d landed at last on Proxima **B**.

The aliens were monstrous—big, blue, and **round**, With eyes on stalks wobbling all **around**. Whimpy weiner shivered, "Oh no, oh **dear**!" But Sofia whispered, "I’ll handle things **here**."

Sofia grabbed a shovel—clink, clank, **clang!** She swung and an alien’s big head **banged**. It went POP with a splatter of gumdrop and **sweet!** Candy poured out, sticky and **neat!**

They cheered and grabbed shovels—one, two, **three!** Popping more aliens with giddy **glee**. Marshmallow goo, licorice, taffy, and **chews**— The air was now candy, confetti, and **hues!**

They gobbled and gobbled—crunch, chew, **munch**! Whimpy grew rounder with every **lunch**. Justin and Mr. Toothbrush wobbled with **fat**, But Sofia stayed slim—imagine **that!**

But soon there were no more aliens in **sight**, The ground was all sugary, gooey, and **white**. With voices so sleepy and bellies so **full**, They waddled back up the shuttle’s bright **hull**.

"Let’s fly back home and find more to **chew!" Justin sighed, "Let’s try chocolate this **blue!**" With giggles and dreams all sticky and **sweet**, Off they zoomed, their space snack complete!**

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