0:00 A single sock can lose its partner somewhere between the laundry basket and the dryer ninety-seven percent of the time.0:10 Last week, we heard the secret whispers of the flowers in the moonlit garden.0:17 Tonight, we’re listening for a sound that’s a little… closer.0:22 In a room filled with moonlight, a girl named Maya was tucked snugly in her bed.0:29 Everything was quiet.0:31 Everything was still.0:33 And then… it wasn’t.0:35 From the corner of the room came a sound.0:39 A soft… rustle.0:40 Maya’s eyes popped open.0:42 She listened.0:43 The house was asleep.0:45 The world was asleep.0:47 But something in her room… was NOT.0:50 Rustle… scrabble… thump.0:52 It came from the big wicker laundry basket.0:56 Her heart went pitter-pat.0:58 A fast little drumbeat against her pajamas.1:02 What could it BE?1:04 A tiny mouse wearing her dad’s t-shirt as a tent?1:08 A fluff-monster made of dryer lint?1:11 The rustling stopped.1:13 Then it started again.1:15 Louder this time.1:16 Scraaaaaaape.1:18 Wiggle.1:18 THUMP.1:19 Maya pulled her blanket up to her chin.1:22 A part of her wanted to hide.1:25 To squeeze her eyes shut and pretend she heard nothing.1:30 But another part of her… a brave, curious part… wiggled its toes.1:35 She thought about the brave flowers in the garden, standing tall in the dark.1:42 She could be brave, too.1:44 She took a deep breath.1:46 One.1:47 Two.1:47 Three.1:48 She swung her legs out of bed.1:50 The floor was cool.1:52 She tiptoed across her rug, one silent step at a time, toward the basket.1:58 Toward the sound.2:00 She was an explorer.2:02 An adventurer.2:03 A Knight of the Nighttime!2:05 She reached the basket.2:07 She peeked over the edge.2:10 And she saw… clothes.2:11 A pile of shirts and pants.2:14 And… one bright yellow sock with green stripes.2:18 As she watched, the yellow sock… JUMPED.2:22 Maya jumped, too!2:23 But then she looked closer.2:25 The yellow sock was stuck to her big, fuzzy pink sweater.2:30 A tiny, fizzing spark of static electricity crackled between them, and the sock wiggled and hopped like it was trying to dance.2:42 It wasn’t a monster.2:44 It wasn’t a mouse.2:45 It was a sock-and-sweater dance party!2:48 A giggle escaped Maya’s lips.2:51 It was so… SILLY.2:53 She carefully reached in and peeled the sock off the sweater.2:58 The crackling stopped.3:00 The wiggling stopped.3:02 She held the sock in her hand.3:04 “You’re a funny little guy,” she whispered.3:08 She decided to name him Wiggles.3:11 Maya tiptoed back to her bed, clutching Wiggles the sock.3:16 She wasn’t scared AT ALL.3:18 She was brave.3:20 She was an explorer who had solved the mystery of the rustling basket.3:26 She tucked Wiggles next to her on her pillow, pulled the covers up, and closed her eyes.3:34 And this time, the only sound in the room was her own soft, sleepy breathing.
