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Inside the lantern-lit foyer of Hill Spring International School at dusk, Sara adjusts her space helmet while Kiaan flicks his black vampire cape, both staring as a giant pumpkin begins to roll past paper ghosts.
Hill Spring International School sparkled with lanterns and smiling ghosts. Sara, a brave space explorer, tugged her helmet strap. Kiaan swished his vampire cape. 'Pumpkin Parade time!' he cheered. Whoosh—the giant pumpkin rolled away!
In the dim school corridor under flickering ceiling lights, Sara flips open a clue notebook beside Kiaan, who kneels ear to the floor, both following a sprinkled trail of glitter that points toward the Art Room doors.
Sara grabbed a clue notebook. 'Pumpkin Detectives, go!' she said. Kiaan listened for rolling echoes. Glittery specks twinkled on the floor. They followed the sparkling trail toward the Art Room.
Inside the bright Art Room lit by afternoon sun through tall windows, Vidyut, brush poised, paints colorful masks on a splattered table while Sara sketches a gold star in her notebook beside glimmering star-shaped smudges that lead to the doorway.
In the Art Room, Vidyut painted masks. 'Did a pumpkin zoom by?' Kiaan asked. Vidyut nodded and pointed at gold star smudges. 'It rolled that way!' he said. Sara sketched a star clue.
Sara pushes open the hallway doors into the sun-washed playground, lockers still rattling behind her, as Kiaan races ahead, vampire cape spread like wings, the glittering pumpkin trail curving across sand beneath the bright midday sky.
Down the hallway, lockers rattled as the pumpkin bumped past. 'After it!' Sara cried, sprinting. Kiaan swooped his cape like bat wings. The trail curved toward bright sunshine. They burst onto the playground.
Near the sunlit playground swings, Vihaan pauses mid-kick of a red ball, pointing toward scattered glitter beside the slides, while Sara crouches to inspect the sparkle and Kiaan smiles, ready to dash on.
Vihaan kicked a ball and waved. 'Something round rolled by the swings,' he said. Sara crouched, finding more glitter. 'Thanks, Vihaan!' Kiaan grinned. They dashed past the slides, following tiny sparkles.
Inside the bustling cafeteria nook lit by warm ceiling lamps, Krishaay munches crackers at the snack table and points toward the garden doors, as Sara hands him an apple slice and Kiaan leans forward, eager to continue the glittery chase.
At the Snack Table, Krishaay nibbled crackers. 'A shiny pumpkin bounced by,' he whispered, pointing garden-ward. Sara offered him an apple slice. 'We're on the case!' Kiaan said. They hurried toward the school garden.
In the softly lit Music Room filled with hanging drums and xylophones, Varun sings into a toy microphone while gesturing at glitter twinkling beside the door, as Sara grasps the handle and Kiaan gently swings the door open.
Music drifted from the Music Room. Varun sang, 'La-la-la, follow the glit-ter!' He giggled and pointed at a sparkling trail by the door. 'Outside!' Sara said. Kiaan opened the door carefully.
Outside in the late-afternoon school garden bathed in golden light, Sara kneels beside dewy footprints sparkling with glitter while Kiaan, finger to lips, tiptoes toward a rustling mint bush under swaying pumpkin vines.
The garden smelled like mint and pumpkins. Leaves rustled near a bush. 'Hear that?' whispered Kiaan. Sara spotted tiny footprints dotted with glitter. They tiptoed closer, hearts thumping like parade drums.
In the dappled shade behind the mint bush, Sara and Kiaan kneel on damp grass facing a tiny forest sprite with glowing wings clutching a paintbrush, afternoon sunlight filtering through leaves like emerald stained glass.
A tiny forest sprite peeked out, clutching a paintbrush. 'I borrowed your pumpkin to practice a glow spell,' she confessed. 'It rolled away!' Sara and Kiaan knelt. 'We can fix it together,' they said.
Beside a garden fountain under soft evening light, Sara paints bold stars on the cleaned pumpkin while Kiaan adds zigzag lightning bolts, and a tiny forest sprite with glowing wings hovers overhead, swirling glitter that sparkles in the twilight air.
They washed off dirt with leaves and gentle water. Sara painted bold stars and moons. Kiaan added zigzag lightning bolts. The sprite swirled glitter like stardust. 'Team Pumpkin!' they cheered, high-fiving happily.
At the lantern-lit courtyard night parade, Kiaan lifts the front of the brilliantly glowing pumpkin while Sara guides the rear, and a tiny forest sprite with glowing wings brandishes a small wand above thundering drums and swirling confetti.
The sprite raised her tiny wand and whooshed. The pumpkin glowed brighter than lanterns. 'Back to the parade!' Sara said. Kiaan carried the front, Sara guided. Drums boomed, laughter fizzed, confetti swirled.
Under the starry night sky at the school gates, Sara and Kiaan march upfront cradling the radiant pumpkin as a tiny forest sprite with glowing wings hovers beside them, golden sparkles trailing over cheering classmates and waving Varun.
Everyone cheered as they marched proudly upfront, pumpkin shining like magic. The sprite waved goodbye, leaving golden sparkles. 'Visit again!' Varun called. 'Best. Halloween. Ever,' Sara grinned. Kiaan nodded, cape fluttering happily.
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