Nimbus hovered at the edge of the wide sky. The valley below was dry and quiet. Other clouds poured steady rain down, but not a drop fell from him.
Nimbus squeezed his puffy sides until his edges shook. He vibrated. He spun. He bounced off a sunbeam. Still, nothing fell.
Nimbus drifted lower, past the mountain ridge. A tiny wildflower looked up at him from the dusty soil. Her petals were curled tight.
'Could you spare one drop?' she whispered. Nimbus hovered right above her. He closed his eyes and pushed with everything he had.
One drop fell. Tap. It landed on her petal. Then another drop. And another, until Nimbus was pouring a steady, gentle rain.
The wildflower's petals shivered open wide. They unfurled like a tiny star. She glowed bright yellow in the sunlight.
Nimbus hovered above the valley, light and bright. The wildflower stood tall and proud, her petals facing the sun.
Nimbus smiled. He didn't need to rain like the others. He had exactly what she needed.