Stacey Solomon - Babbit CBeebies Bedtime Stories

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There you go, Little Teddy - a blanket for you

and a jar of honey for Big Ted.

Hello. My name's Stacey.

Do you have a special toy you like to look after?

Sadly, my friend, Babbit, in tonight's story,

has not been looked after very well at all.

This is a story by Lydia Monks.

And it's called Babbit.

Hello! I'm Babbit. I live here with the Big One and the Little One.

The Little One is supposed to look after me,

but she's not very good at it.

Just look what happened today.

We'd had a lovely picnic.

Well, I say lovely, but there weren't quite enough carrots for my liking.

Anyway, we were just packing everything away

when lolloping lop ears, I was grabbed, just like that.

And she didn't see!

Now, just hang on a moment!

-Who had grabbed my ears like that?

-Ouch!

-Very rude, if you ask me.

-Heh-heh-heh-heh!

Ah, It was the Witchy One.

There's a Snappy One, a Growly One, a Snorty One, too.

They're always playing tricks on us -

jumping out at us, pulling faces, they don't play nicely at all.

The meanies!

"Don't panic," I thought.

"The Big One and the Little One will be looking for me by now."

So I waited and waited and waited.

But they didn't come.

This wasn't funny any more. Not funny at all.

I had splinters in my bottom and that's not nice, I can tell you.

"Let me go," I squealed as loudly as I could.

But Witchy, Snappy, Growly and Snorty were too busy arguing to notice.

"I'm having his little fluffy tail," said the Witchy One.

"You can have his ears."

"But ears taste yucky," said the Growly One.

Wiggle my whiskers! They weren't really going to eat me, were they?

I think a nice, crunchy carrot would be much tastier than little old me.

But wait! What was that?

It was them! The Big One and the Little One.

Boing-diddy-boing-boing! At last, I was saved!

"Let's get out of here," I whispered, "before they eat the lot of us."

The Little One untied me and we tiptoed away.

But then...

CRACK! Oh, no!

"Run, run, run!" I squealed and we ran.

Crunch! Snap! Crunch! We tore through the trees.

Whoosh! Whee! Whoosh!

We leapt over logs. Snap! Crunch! Snap!

We legged it through the leaves.

They were nearly catching up.

Blinking bobtails! Phew!

We'd lost them.

Thank our lucky lettuce leaves for that.

But what now?

Aaaah!

I was being pulled this way, that way, this way, that way,

until...

the Little Ones rescued me

and, bless my little bunny bottom, that Little One can run fast.

We ran and ran and ran

and then BUMP!

We ran straight into the Biggest One Of All.

Oh, bless my blinking bobtail! We were saved!

"Those others are in trouble now," I thought.

"It's the naughty seats for them, I bet."

And I was right, you know.

That's what happens when you don't play nicely.

And now here I am, tucked up in my favourite place,

here with the Little One, all snugly.

Maybe tomorrow she will look after me a bit better.

I do hope so, don't you?

Night-night. The end.

And that's the story of little blue Babbit.

I'm so pleased that Babbit was rescued, aren't you?

I hope you're tucked up in your favourite place, all snugly,

as it's time for me to say good night.

Remember to look after your special toy and I'll see you very soon.

Nighty night!

Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd