Short Story Bedtime Stories

Short story bedtime stories are a great way to end the day with something light, friendly, and easy to follow. Tonight’s short story bedtime story takes you to the savanna for a giggle filled party where muddy games, silly costumes, and wobbly jelly treats lead to the sleepiest smiles.

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The Giggling Safari Party

6 min 31 sec

Carter the crocodile blinked awake with a grin already stretching across his snout.
He had a brand new idea that was so goofy his tail started swishing all by itself.

Today was the first ever Giggling Safari Party, and Carter had been preparing since sunrise.
He even stuck shiny leaves on rocks along the riverbank so everything looked extra fancy and ridiculous.

Carter waddled to the water, puffed up his chest, and called out as loud as he could.
“Everybody! Come party with me! The savanna is about to get VERY silly!”

His voice bounced over the grass so far that a few clouds seemed to shake with laughter.
Before long, shapes started popping up in the distance, heading his way fast.

The first guest was Gary the giraffe, and his neck arrived before the rest of his body.
Gary trotted in proudly and said, “I heard snacks were involved, so I brought leaf kabobs!”

Next came Lila the lion, walking with the calm confidence of a royal who secretly loved nonsense.
Her mane was braided with dandelions, and she tried to roar, but it came out like a tiny sneezy meow.

Ellie the elephant stomped in after that, wearing a bright polka dot bow tie that bounced with every step.
She balanced a tray of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches on her trunk like it was the easiest thing in the world.

Carter clapped his little claws together and splashed water everywhere like party confetti.
“We’re almost complete! We just need one more laugh expert!”

A squeaky voice chirped from the bushes, and out fluttered Pip the parrot in rainbow sunglasses.
Pip announced, “Good news. I brought banana jokes. LOTS of banana jokes.”

Carter’s eyes glittered like sunlight on the river.
“Then it’s official,” he said. “Let the Giggling Safari Party BEGIN!”

He pointed to a huge mud puddle decorated with floating lily pads and bouncy leaf balloons.
“Game one is Slippery Musical Lily Pads! When the music stops, you grab a pad or you splat!”

Gary stretched his neck like a curious telescope, Lila shook her dandelions, and Ellie held her sandwiches steady.
Pip practiced whispering punchlines to himself like he was warming up for a comedy show.

Carter turned on a scratchy old radio he borrowed from a friendly meerkat.
Jungle music blasted out, and everyone started hopping, sliding, and skimming across the mud.

The moment the music paused, somebody went flying into the puddle with a spectacular plop.
Ellie’s bow tie flipped upside down, Gary’s neck curved into a weird loop, and Lila’s mane turned into a muddy crown.

Pip circled overhead laughing so hard he forgot which joke he was about to tell.
By the end of the first round, every guest looked like a chocolate dipped version of themselves.

Carter declared a snack break and Ellie passed out sandwiches like a champion.
Gary tried eating while leaning sideways, and peanut butter slowly slid right into his ear.

Lila tried to roar with her mouth full, but the sound that came out was a sticky, silly “mooo.”
Everyone cracked up so hard that Pip’s banana jokes got completely buried under giggles.

After snacks, Carter tapped a rock like it was a drum.
“Game two is the Silly Parade! Decorate yourself with whatever you find, then strut like a superstar!”

They scattered in all directions like excited fireflies.
Gary returned wearing flowers draped down his neck like a living garden scarf.

Lila strutted back with a golden “hat” made from a log she had smeared with peanut butter shine.
Ellie wrapped long vines around her tusks until she looked like a walking party ribbon.

Pip stuck feathers onto his wings until he resembled a fluffy rainbow pillow with attitude.
They marched in a big circle, chanting made up rhymes and laughing at their own terrible poetry.

Carter led the parade, twirling a stick like a conductor.
He spun a little too hard and launched the stick straight up into the sky.

A cloud got bonked on the belly.
The cloud rumbled like it was laughing, then sprinkled down a sweet, sparkly drizzle that smelled like bubble gum.

The animals danced under the silly rain while their decorations slid, drooped, and swirled into colorful messes.
When the last sparkle drifted away, Carter sniffed the air dramatically.

“Ohhh yes,” he said. “That’s the smell of the grand finale.”
He guided everyone to a giant mound covered by a broad leafy blanket.

With a dramatic swoosh, Carter yanked the leaf away.
Underneath sat a mountain of wiggly jelly shaped like each of them, smiling in a jiggly way.

“Jelly Doubles!” Carter announced. “Eat your own jelly face… and you’re not allowed to use your hands!”
The savanna went silent for one second, then erupted into laughter again.

Gary bent his neck like a noodle and slurped his giraffe jelly in one giant gulp.
When he finished, two jelly “horns” were stuck to his head like wobbling antennae.

Lila kept trying to lick her lion jelly, but her dandelion mane kept getting in the way.
So she rolled across the mound and came up covered in jelly sprinkles, proudly declaring it “fashion.”

Ellie scooped jelly into her trunk and blasted it into her mouth like a silly fountain.
A few bits stuck to her tail and looked like tiny jelly curlers bouncing with every step.

Pip pecked neat little dots all over his parrot jelly until it resembled polka dot art.
He bowed and said, “I call it masterpiece number one.”

They laughed until the jelly mountain shook like a dancing bowl of dessert.
By the time the last bite was gone, the sky had turned mango orange and strawberry pink.

Carter sighed happily, full of jelly and friendship.
“Best party ever,” he said, and everybody nodded in sleepy agreement.

Gary curled his long neck into a soft spiral.
Lila leaned her head against Ellie’s warm foot like it was the coziest pillow in the world.

Pip tucked his rainbow wings close and snored tiny little music notes.
Carter dimmed the lily pad balloons until they glowed like gentle moonlights on the river.

He whispered, “Good night, giggly gang. Dream of jelly and silly songs.”
And one by one, the party guests drifted into the happiest, comfiest sleep the savanna had ever seen.

Why short story bedtime stories help

Short story bedtime stories can help bedtime feel easier because the story stays simple, upbeat, and easy to picture while you listen. The scenes move smoothly from one silly moment to the next, so your brain can follow along without feeling busy or overwhelmed.

This short story bedtime story also ends with everyone safe, cozy, and together, which can make the ending feel complete and relaxing. The gentle wrap up helps listeners settle down with a smile, ready to drift into sleep.

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