The classroom sparkled with color. Toys, books, and blocks filled every shelf and corner. Svele bounced on his hooves, ready to play.
Svele kicked the red block across the floor. It slid under the bookshelf and stopped. He giggled and kicked the blue one, then the yellow one, until the whole play corner was buried in blocks.
The window rattled. A green troll with scaly arms stomped in and pointed a thick finger. "Clean up!" he rumbled. Svele's ears flattened. He took one tiny step backward.
Whoosh — the window flew open! A red-and-blue hero swung in on a white strand, landing with a soft thud. Zip, zip, zip! His webs flew across the room, and in three seconds every toy was back on the shelf.
The hero grinned and snapped his fingers. Pop! The toys exploded outward in a rainbow swirl of blocks, dolls, cars, and balls — burying Svele up to his woolly neck. A toy train honked right next to his ear.
Svele blinked. Then his wool gave a little shiver — and he let out a tiny laugh. He pulled the red block free and set it on the shelf. Then another. And another.
The classroom stayed messy. But Svele kept going — one block, then two, then a whole row of books. He hummed a happy tune as he worked.
Svele stepped back and looked at his work. The shelf was full. The floor still had treasures — but that was okay. He had started, and that was the fun part.