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Toby and Sir Buff


The clock began to chime, and Toby covered his ears so he wouldn’t hear it. He didn’t want to count the chimes. He didn’t want to know it was bedtime.

“Toby,” his Mom called to him from the kitchen, “Pick up your toys now, and start getting ready for bed. I’ll be up in a minute.”

“Do I have to, Mom?” Toby asked.

“Yes, you do,” Mom said.

Toby gave a long, long sigh, and slowly began to pick up his toys. He
carried them to his room more slowly still. Then he dragged his feet to the
bathroom, and brushed his teeth for ten whole minutes.

When his arm had fallen asleep from brushing for so long, he took his time
finding the perfect pajamas to sleep in. Finally he went over to the table
by his bed, and opened a drawer.

“I hope it still works,” he whispered. He pulled a flashlight out of the
back of the drawer and turned it on. The light was bright. Good.

Toby hid the flashlight under the big stuffed dragon on his bed, just as
Mom came into the room.

“Ready for bed?” she asked.

“Ye-es,” Toby said slowly.

“All right, crawl in,” Mom said. She tucked Toby in, gave him a kiss, and
turned off the light.

As soon as Mom had closed the door, Toby dove for the flashlight and
clicked it on.

“I don’t like the dark, I don’t like the dark, I don’t like the dark,” Toby
said to himself over and over. He flashed the light into each corner

Suddenly he heard a whimper beside him.

“What’s wrong, Sir Buff?” Toby asked. He looked at the stuffed dragon with
surprise, for Sir Buff never whimpered.

“I don’t like the dark either,” Sir Buff said.

Toby was so surprised he fell back on his pillow. “You don’t like the
dark?” he repeated. “Why didn’t you say so before?”

“You didn’t ask,” the dragon said.

“But...but, you’re a dragon,” Toby stammered. “Dragon’s aren’t afraid of

“Says who?”

Toby didn’t know, so he asked, “Why are you afraid of the dark?”

“Because I don’t know what it is.” Sir Buff said. “Why does it get dark?”
He wobbled closer to Toby and began to play with the flashlight.

Toby thought about the question. “It gets dark because we turn off the
light,” he said.

Sir Buff took the flashlight from Toby and began chewing on the end
furthest from the lightbulb.

“Why do things look so different when the light is off?” he asked between

“Well...because...because...” Toby trailed off, having to think again. He
couldn’t believe that his favorite stuffed animal was afraid of the dark!
He wanted so much to comfort him. What could he say to Sir Buff’s question?

Toby cleared his throat. “Everything looks different in the dark
because...we can’t see any colors,” he said. “Since everything is dark,
everything is one color - black.”

The dragon spit out a little chunk of plastic and handed the slobbery
flashlight back to Toby. He thought about Toby’s answer, then said,
“Everything is boring without colors.”

“Yes,” Toby said. He yawned and snuggled back on his pillow.

“So why do we hear strange things when it's dark?” the dragon asked.

Now there was a good question. Toby bit his lip and looked up at the
ceiling, as if it would give him the answer. He listened to the sounds he
could hear, too.

“We hear more sounds because it is boring with no colors to look at. Listening is all there is left to do.”

“Besides go to sleep,” the dragon said. “And who would want to do that?”

“Not me,” Toby said with another yawn. He closed his eyes and listened. “I
think that weird clanking sound is Mom in the kitchen downstairs,” he said.

“I can hear the clock ticking in the bathroom,” Sir Buff said.

Toby sighed sleepily.

“There are crickets outside,” he whispered.

Sir Buff looked at Toby and lay down beside him.

“I’m not afraid of the dark anymore,” he said.

Toby realized that he wasn’t afraid anymore, either. So he wrapped his arm
around Sir Buff and went to sleep. He would never mind bedtime again.



Toby and Sir Buff
Katlyn Traxler

Copyright 2015 - All Rights Reserved

About the Author: Katlyn Traxler has loved to write since she was ten years old. She still has the first story she ever wrote, tucked away in a file by her desk. Now, many years later, it is tattered and the pages are yellowing, but it reminds her of where she came from, and the joy she first had in writing. Today she enjoys writing short stories for early readers and middle grade children. While she writes, she is kept company by her two dogs, Kolar and Emma, who sometimes provide both characters and personalities for her stories. Do send Katlyn Traxler a note and tell her how much you enjoyed her story. You can even let her know that you'd like to see more of her short stories. Remember to put the name of her story in the subject line of your email.

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Story Submission From: "Snow Winter" Date: Tue, August 18, 2015 10:51 am To: bedtime-story AT To the editor: Included is a short story about a boy and his dragon who are afraid of the dark. I would be honored if you would consider for Bedtime Stories! It is 720 words, and is tentatively called "Toby and Sir Buff". *"I have read, understand, and agree to abide by the requirements for inclusion as specified on the SUBMISSION INSTRUCTION page. If my submission should be selected, I grant permission for its inclusion.**"* Thank you for considering my story! I have my contact information below, then after that comes the story, and finally the author bio. Katlyn Traxler *Contact info:* Katlyn Traxler 103 N. Wakely St. Whitewater, WI 53190 T: (262)-458-2064 Email: snow4thewinter AT