What is friendship? Jackson wondered, looking at his toy dragon. His mom was amazing at drawing and was making the coolest dragon picture for him.
"Mom, can we go to the street market today?" Jackson asked, hoping to find more cool dragon stuff.
"Of course, sweetie! I heard they have a special new treat – rainbow fruit! Have you ever seen a fruit with all the colors of the rainbow?"
Jackson shook his head. "Wow! Let's go!"
The Dallas street market was bustling! Vendors called out, delicious smells filled the air, and colorful fruits were everywhere. Jackson even saw a dragon fruit - it did look a little bit like his toys! They rounded a corner, and Jackson stopped short. Sitting in a basket, looking a little scared, was a fluffy white rabbit. But this wasn't any ordinary rabbit – its fur shimmered like moonlight!
"Mom, look!" Jackson whispered.
The rabbit twitched its nose and looked right at Jackson with big, spooky red eyes. Jackson felt a chill, even though it was a warm day.
"He looks lonely," Mom said softly. "Maybe we can get him some food."
Jackson nodded. Friendship meant being kind, even if you were a little scared. They bought some carrots and approached the basket.
"Hello, little rabbit," Jackson said, holding out a carrot. The rabbit hopped closer and sniffed the carrot. Then, it took a tiny bite!
"He likes you," a friendly voice said. A kind old woman with a warm smile was watching them.
"He's a special rabbit," she explained. "He only comes out at night, and some say he brings good luck!"
Jackson and his mom spent the rest of the afternoon with the rabbit. He was surprisingly playful, hopping around their feet and nibbling on carrots. As the sun started to set, casting long spooky shadows across the market, the old woman spoke again.
"It's time for him to go. But he wants to thank you for being his friend."
The rabbit hopped closer to Jackson and rubbed its soft head against his hand. Then, something amazing happened! The rabbit glowed with a soft white light, and a beautiful, sparkling dragon scale appeared in Jackson's hand!
"Wow!" Jackson gasped. He looked at the rabbit, but it was already disappearing into the shadows, leaving a faint trail of moonlight behind it.
"That was...spooky...and amazing!" Jackson said, clutching the dragon scale.
"It was magical," Mom agreed, her eyes sparkling. "Just like our friendship, Jackson."
As they walked home, the streetlights casting long shadows, Jackson held his mom's hand tightly. He knew now that friendship meant being kind, being brave, and sometimes, even being a little bit scared together. And maybe, just maybe, it meant finding a little bit of magic in the most unexpected places, like a spooky street market rabbit.
