Miss Maylin Margaret is a tiny fairy. She lives beside a haunted mansion. She is gentle and brave. She floats on soft wings. She loves her friends. Monkey is her best friend. Monkey is a small brown monkey with bright curious eyes. Monkey loves to swing on vines and climb tall trees. He is playful and loyal. The kind sorceress is their neighbor. She wears a tall purple hat and carries a wooden wand. She teaches gentle magic. One night the wind carries a soft cry from the old mansion. Miss Maylin Margaret and Monkey tap their feet in worry. The sorceress steps forward. She waves her wand gently. A soft glow spreads around them. They hold hands and approach the big wooden door. The door creaks and opens by itself. The hall is dark. The air is cold. Shadows dance on the walls. Miss Maylin Margaret breathes deep. She glows with fairy light. Monkey grips her leg. The sorceress leads with soft steps. They move past old paintings and dusty chairs. In the center of the hall they find a small ghost. The ghost is pale. It shivers. It looks lost. The ghost’s eyes are sad. It floats near the floor. Miss Maylin Margaret whispers, “Hello friend.” The ghost hovers. It points to the far corner. They follow its gesture. They find a broken music box. The lid is open. The tiny dancer is still. The music box no longer plays. Inside the box they see a missing silver key. The ghost cannot rest without its music. It needs the key to open its heart. Miss Maylin Margaret gently touches the box. The sorceress scans the room. Monkey jumps on a chair. He spots a small golden key under a dusty rug. He picks it up and shows the sorceress. She smiles. She hands the key to Monkey. Monkey races to the music box. He fits the key in the lock. The lock clicks soft. He turns the key. The music box begins to play a gentle tune. The tiny dancer twirls. The ghost glows. The ghost floats happily around the box. It sings with joy in a soft voice. The mansion brightens. The walls seem kinder. The dusty chairs feel new. The wind stops its moan. The floorboards feel warm under their feet. The ghost drifts to Miss Maylin Margaret. It thanks her with a soft hug. It touches Monkey’s head gently. It smiles at the sorceress. The sorceress bows and smiles back. Miss Maylin Margaret smiles wide. The ghost lifts a small silver token. It gives the token to the fairy. The token is shaped like a tiny heart. It glows with gentle light. The ghost floats up the grand staircase and vanishes in a swirl of light. The mansion lights shine softly through every window. The wind hums a happy tune. The trio exits the door. They step into the cool night air. They look at the token. It pulses softly in Miss Maylin Margaret’s hand. She feels warmth inside her wings. She says, “We did it.” Monkey dances around her. The sorceress claps softly. They walk back to their garden. They sit under the moon. They share warm tea and honey cakes. They feel proud and happy. Miss Maylin Margaret places the glowing token on a small table. The token lights up the room with gentle magic. They hug and laugh together. They know they helped a friend. They know kindness is magic. The end.