how the little bear found the big bear

One time, the little bear was all alone. He did not even know that there was such a thing as a big bear, or anything like that.

The little bear walked around his flat, and there was nothing that he could do. He was bored, bored, bored. So the little bear decided that it was time to tuck himself into bed, watch an episode of freinds or two, and go to sleepyland.

The little bear turned on his teevee, and loaded up freinds, and started the episodes. He got into his pyjamas, washed his hands face and teeth, and did a great big stretch and yawn. YAWN! He sat on the side of his bed, and thought "well, there's nothing to it, but to go to sleepytime", as he started to lay back in the soft covers.

But the bed was a warm one. It was a bit different to normal. The little bear lay back, and started to stretch out his arms.

And all of a sudden there was something hairy.

And all of a sudden there was something warm.

So the little bear moved a bit closer to it. And explored around it... and guess what. It was a big bear! All sleepy and in the bed!

So the little bear stroked the big bear, and the big bear woke up. And he smiled at the little bear. And then the little bear wasn't worried or lonely any more. The little bear was able to snuggle up to the big bear, and nuzzle his big hairy chest, and know that it was all going to be alright.

Maybe the night before the big bear was at a party and came back to the little bear's house after dancing all night. But that's not the best bit, or the bit that is remembered.

The best bit and the remembered bit is the finding of the big bear. And the big bear is very happy that he was found.