Morning Colors

Pancake Crayon Cat stretched her rainbow supersuit as the first rays of sunlight hit her penthouse windows. The crystalline walls sparkled like diamonds, casting colorful patterns across the pancake ceiling above her head.

"Another beautiful morning in Fairy Tale City," she said, floating toward her art supply corner. Her orange cape fluttered behind her as she examined her collection of paintbrushes hanging on crystal hooks.

Her fingers stopped at the tiniest brush she owned—barely bigger than a whisker. She'd forgotten about this little thing for months. The handle felt warm in her paw, almost like it was humming with energy.

Through her x-ray vision, she noticed something odd about its internal structure. Swirls of golden light danced inside the wooden handle, pulsing gently.

"That's new," she murmured, turning the brush over in her paws.

A distant rumble shook the penthouse. The pancake roof tiles rattled. Pancake Crayon Cat rushed to her window, peering down at the city streets below where people were pointing toward the horizon.

The Golden Beam

Through her penthouse window, Pancake Crayon Cat spotted three enormous shadows moving across the city skyline. Her super vision zoomed in on massive creatures with shimmering scales and wings that blocked out the sun.

"Giant dragons?" she whispered, gripping the tiny paintbrush tighter.

The largest dragon swooped down toward the music festival happening in Rainbow Plaza. Hundreds of people scattered as the beast's claws scraped the cobblestones. A woman with short black hair stumbled while carrying her violin case.

"I have to help!" Pancake Crayon Cat launched herself through the window, orange cape streaming behind her.

She landed near the woman, who looked up with wide brown eyes. "Are you okay?" Pancake Crayon Cat asked.

"I'm Maya, the festival coordinator. Those things came out of nowhere!" Maya pointed at the dragons circling overhead. "Everyone's trapped in the plaza."

The smallest dragon dove toward a group of children huddled by the fountain. Without thinking, Pancake Crayon Cat raised her tiny paintbrush and aimed it at the creature.

A brilliant golden beam shot from the brush tip, creating a shimmering barrier between the dragon and the children.