The train chugs along, a gentle rhythm lulling Little Critter closer to sleep. His head droops against his mom's shoulder, the rhythmic chugging a soothing lullaby. Outside, the Critter City lights blur into streaks of color, a vibrant farewell to a day of fun. Mom's hand rests gently on his, a comforting weight against his small body. Even the friendly frog peering from his backpack seems to be drifting off. The air is filled with the soft scent of Mom's perfume and the quiet hum of the train, creating a peaceful haven as Little Critter's eyelids grow heavy and sleep finally claims him.
