One quiet evening, Mickey Mouse was sitting in his clubhouse.
The stars were twinkling, and the moon was bright.
“Let’s have a sleepover!” Mickey said with a big smile.
Soon, his best friends arrived — Minnie, Goofy, and Donald.
They brought blankets, snacks, and sleepy smiles.
They laughed, played games, and told funny stories.
Just as they were about to sleep, something strange happened.
A soft glow appeared in the corner of the room.
“What’s that?” asked Minnie, eyes wide.
“It looks like… a door?” Goofy said, scratching his head.
Yes — it was a shimmering door, glowing with magic light.
Mickey walked closer. “Should we go in?”
Donald gulped. “Only if we stick together!”
They all held hands, counted to three, and stepped through.
WHOOSH!
In a flash, they were standing in a magical garden.
The sky sparkled like glitter. The trees whispered songs.
Colorful flowers danced gently in the wind.
“Wow!” Mickey said. “This must be Dreamland!”
Suddenly, a talking cloud floated down.
“Welcome, friends,” said the cloud. “You’ve entered the land of peaceful dreams.”
“You may each have one wish,” it added.
Minnie wished for a garden of cupcakes.
Goofy wished for a flying bed.
Donald wished for a pillow that sang lullabies.
And Mickey?
“I wish every child in the world could sleep with happy dreams,” Mickey said.
The cloud smiled. “That is a very kind wish.”
Just then, the stars above began to twinkle even more.
A gentle breeze wrapped around them like a warm blanket.
“Time to go back,” whispered the cloud.
The friends closed their eyes.
When they opened them, they were back in the clubhouse — tucked in and ready for sleep.
“Was it a dream?” Minnie asked.
But on Mickey’s pillow sat a tiny cupcake flower from Dreamland.
Mickey smiled.
“Some dreams are real… when you believe.”