The Starry Padel

Leo loved gazing at the night sky from his bedroom window. One evening, something shimmered among the stars. It looked like a tiny racquet, glowing with rainbow light.

The next morning, Leo found it in his garden — a miniature padel paddle made of condensed stardust, warm to the touch.

"That's mine!" A voice boomed behind him.

Leo turned to see a magnificent bull with silver fur and golden horns. But instead of charging, the bull bowed gracefully.

"I'm Orion," the bull said. "I'm the keeper of Padel, the cloud kingdom in the sky. My paddle must have fallen during my morning tennis match with the wind."

"You play tennis?" Leo asked, eyes wide.

"Cloud tennis!" Orion smiled. "We hit starballs back and forth. When they connect, they create new constellations. Would you like to see?"

Leo nodded eagerly. Orion lowered his giant silver head. "Climb on, little friend. We'll fly to Padel together."

As they soared through the air, Leo felt lighter than air. Below, the world became a patchwork quilt of green and blue. Above, the clouds formed a magnificent kingdom — Padel.

"Here, everyone is kind," Orion said. "That's our most important rule."

In Padel, tiny cloud bulls played tennis with racquets made of moonlight. When Leo tried, his starball created a brand-new constellation — a dancing bull.

"You're a natural!" Orion cheered. "Your kindness made it beautiful."

That evening, Orion flew Leo home. "Visit anytime," he said. "Being a friend means never being alone."

Now, whenever Leo looks at the stars, he waves. And sometimes, among the constellations, he sees a silver bull with golden horns, playing tennis with the wind.