In the garden lived a feisty flea named Flick who dreamed of flying like the bees. He practiced flapping on a leafy trampoline, launching into the air with a "Wee!" One windy day, a dandelion puff twirled by. Flick leapt, grabbed on tight, and soared! Up over tulips, under a dragonfly. "Flick the flying flea!" cheered the ants below. As the sun set, Flick thanked his dandelion ride. Back on his leaf, he felt like the king of the sky. From that day on, every bug knew: if you dream and dare, any flea—or you—can fly high.