Welcome to Turbo’s 31 Days of Halloween!
Boo! Turbo has flapped his wings and opened the pumpkin gates — Halloween has officially begun!
Over the next 31 days, Turbo will pop up each day with spooky surprises, silly costumes, and a sprinkle of farmyard mischief.
Today, Turbo is busy hanging up the very first Halloween lanterns around the farm. He says:
“Quack, quack — light the way, spooky fun starts today!”
Day 1: Let the Haunting Begin!
"Oh hello there, friend — it’s October, hooray!
Turbo is ready for 31 days of play!
With pumpkins and giggles and costumes galore,
We’re knocking on Halloween’s magical door!
So grab some scissors and paper so bright,
Let’s make a lantern to glow in the night!
Cut it, fold it, give it a grin…
Turbo’s Halloween fun begins!"
Day 2: Turbo Meets the Scarecrow
Turbo waddled into the pumpkin patch tonight and came face-to-face with a tall scarecrow with a crooked grin. For a moment, he thought it moved — quack!!! But being a brave little duck (well… mostly), he gave it a wave and carried on.
“Quack, quack — you can’t scare me… well, not too much!”
“Not Scared of Scarecrows!”
Turbo marched into the pumpkin patch glow,
With a flappy “Hello!” to the old scarecrow.
“You don’t scare me — you’re stitched and sweet,
With straw in your belly and no real feet!”*
They stood beak-to-button in the chilly night air,
But Turbo just smiled — he didn’t care!
“You're welcome to join my Halloween crew...
Just don’t come alive, or I’ll QUACK and scoot too!”*
Day 3: Pumpkin Carving Mayhem
Today Turbo decided it was time to carve his very first Halloween pumpkin. 🦆🎃 Armed with a tiny spoon and far too much enthusiasm, he scooped, quacked and splattered pumpkin guts everywhere!
In the end, his jack-o’-lantern turned out a little wonky… but it’s glowing proudly on the farmyard fence.
“Quack, quack — spooky or silly, it’s still my masterpiece!”
Pumpkin Carving Mayhem
Turbo found a pumpkin round,
With stripes of orange, big and sound!
He grabbed a spoon (too small, of course),
And scooped with such wild ducky force!
Seeds went flying, guts went SPLAT,
He wore the lid just like a hat!
But though it’s wonky, toothy too…
“It’s spooky art — and all brand new!”
Day 4: Spooky Shadows
Tonight, as Turbo waddled past the barn, he spotted a giant spooky shadow on the wall. It looked like a monster with claws and fangs…
But quack-quack! When he got closer, Turbo realised it was only Charley the goat chewing on a broomstick, and Wormy wriggling nearby. Silly shadows!
“Quack, quack — you nearly scared the feathers off me!”
Spooky Shadows
Turbo trotted past the barn,
When something made him stop — alarmed!
A monster shadow, HUGE and mean,
With horns and fangs — the scariest seen!
He tiptoed closer (with a squeak),
His feathers fluffed, his knees went weak!
But oh! It was just Charley the goat,
With Wormy near and a broom in his coat!
“Quack-quack! That shadow made me freeze…
But now I’m laughing — and shaking my knees!”*
Sheep in a Sheet!
A ghost went “BOO!” and Turbo froze,
His beak dropped down, he twitched his toes!
It wobbled left, then tumbled right,
It tripped and rolled — a ghostly fright!
But wait! That sheet was soft and white...
With curly wool just peeking bright!
“Oh, Suzi Lamb!” laughed Turbo loud,
“You scared me silly — I’m still not proud!”
Day 5: The Ghostly Sheet
Turbo was waddling through the orchard when suddenly — BOO! A ghost appeared, floating across the path!
Turbo’s feathers went all flappy… until the ghost tripped over a pumpkin vine. It wasn’t a ghost at all — just Suzi the lamb tangled up in a white sheet from the clothesline!
“Quack, quack — phew, that nearly sent me flying!”
Day 6: The Midnight Snack
After all the spooky excitement, Turbo’s tummy gave a loud grrrrrowl! He tip-webbed into the barn for a midnight snack… but every pumpkin pie and cookie crumb had mysteriously vanished!
Then he heard a crunch-crunch-crunch behind the hay bales — it was Grandma Duck, happily nibbling on leftover treats!
“Quack, quack — next time, save me a bite!”
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The Midnight Snack
When moonlight tickled barnyard beams,
Turbo tiptoed in his dreams…
“Just one small pie!” he softly said,
But every snack had gone instead!
Crunch-crunch-crunch! A cozy sound...
Behind the hay, what had he found?
It’s Grandma Duck with cheeks so round —
Pumpkin treats were going down!
“Quack-quack! You snacked and didn’t share?!
Save me crumbs or I’ll despair!”*
The Witch’s Hat
A dusty hat upon the hay,
“Let’s try it on!” he quacked away.
He plopped it down— WHOOSH! A flap!
Out flew bats with a lightning zap!
The pumpkins rolled, the fence went “splat!”
As Turbo spun in that witch’s hat!
“Quack-quack — did I cast a spell?!”
“Or just invite some bats to yell?”
Day 7: Turbo and the Witch’s Hat
Turbo found a dusty old hat sitting in the hay and thought,
“Why not try it on?”
But the moment he plopped it on his head — WHOOSH! —
a flurry of bats burst into the night sky!
Feathers fluffed and eyes wide, Turbo squeaked,
“Quack, quack — maybe this hat really is magic!”
Day 8: The Creepy Cackle
Turbo was waddling past the old scarecrow when he heard it — a deep, crackly “Hee-hee-hee-hee!” echoing across the pumpkin patch.
He spun around, feathers puffed, looking for witches or ghosts… but it was only Charley the goat chewing on Grandma Duck’s radio!
Turbo laughed so hard he nearly fell over.
“Quack, quack — next time I’ll check for batteries before I panic!”
The Creepy Cackle
Across the patch, so still, so black,
Came a “Hee-hee-hee!” that made Turbo quack!
He puffed his chest, his feathers shook—
Was it a witch? A ghost? He took a look!
But there was Charley, goat of fame,
Chewing the radio (oh, what a game!).
Turbo laughed till his tummy ached—
“Quack-quack! You silly, sound-making fake!”
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Turbo’s Midnight Flight
Beneath the moon so round and bright,
Turbo gasped — what a sight!
A frog on Grandma’s broom flew past,
Zooming through the sky so fast!
“Kevin, careful! Hold on tight!”
Called Turbo laughing at the sight.
The broom dipped low,
then twirled in glee —
A magic night for all to see!
Day 9: The Midnight Flight
Turbo was admiring the full moon when — whoosh! — something zipped across the sky!
It was Kevin the frog, wearing Grandma Duck’s witch hat and flying on her broomstick!
Turbo couldn’t believe his eyes.
“Quack, quack — Kevin, come down before you croak yourself silly!”
But Kevin just laughed and twirled around the moon, leaving sparkles of mischief behind.
Day 10: The Case of the Vanishing Pumpkins
Turbo woke up to a disaster — half the pumpkins had disappeared overnight!
He grabbed his magnifying glass (because every good duck detective needs one) and followed a trail of pumpkin seeds through the farmyard.
At last, he found the culprits… a group of sleepy hedgehogs having a midnight pumpkin feast! Turbo shook his head and chuckled,
“Quack, quack — mystery solved! But next time, save me a slice!”
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Turbo’s Pumpkin Mystery
Pumpkins gone — oh what a fright!
Turbo searched from morn till night.
With magnifying glass in wing,
He followed clues to solve the thing.
Tiny footprints led the way,
Through leaves and hay — oh what a day!
He found the thieves, not mean or gruff —
Just hedgehogs snacking — can’t blame them for stuff!
Turbo’s Haystack Haunting
A rustle, a wiggle, a shake in the hay,
“Who’s hiding in there?”
Turbo quacked right away!
The straw flew up in a golden storm,
Out popped Kevin — in a brand-new form!
Covered in hay from head to toe,
He grinned and laughed,
“I’m ready to go!”
Turbo giggled, his feathers swayed,
“That’s one spooky scarecrow you’ve made!”
Day 11: The Haystack Haunting
It was a windy night on the farm when Turbo heard the strangest rustling from the haystack…
“Whooo’s there?” he quacked, tip-winging closer.
The hay began to wriggle! Straw flew everywhere — until out popped Kevin the frog, covered in hay and giggling!
He’d been trying to make the perfect scarecrow costume and got himself completely stuck.
Turbo laughed so hard he fell backwards into the straw.
“Quack, quack — that’s one way to look scary, Kevin!”
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Day 12: Turbo and Kevin’s Cookie Catastrophe
Turbo and Kevin set out to bake some Halloween cookies — but things got a little out of hand!
Flour flew, cookies danced, and somehow the kitchen turned into a snowstorm of sugar!
“Quack, quack!” laughed Turbo, “Remind me next time not to let Kevin stir the bowl!”
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Turbo and Kevin’s Cookie Catastrophe
Flour flew up high and wide,
Kevin stirred with extra pride!
Sugar sprinkled, dough took flight,
Cookies danced — oh what a sight!
Turbo quacked, “You silly frog!
Now look — it’s snowing in the bog!”
They laughed until the mess was through,
Then shared a cookie (or maybe two!).
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Turbo’s Trick-or-Treat Mix-Up
Turbo baked a spooky treat,
For every friend he’d chance to meet.
But Kevin helped (a risky plan!)
And swapped the sugar for salt — oh man!
One little nibble, Kevin squeaked, “BLEH!”
His froggy face turned green-er — yes!
Turbo laughed till he nearly fell,
“Quack, quack! Next time, I’ll taste as well!”
Day 13: Turbo’s Trick-or-Treat Mix-Up
Turbo thought he’d make his own Halloween treats to hand out
— but accidentally swapped the sugar with salt!
Kevin bravely tasted one and squeaked, “BLEH!” — Turbo’s eyes went wide!
“Quack, quack… well, they do say a pinch of salt brings out the flavour!”
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Turbo and the Glowbug Lanterns
The pumpkins glowed with golden light,
As Turbo quacked, “What a spooky night!”
He followed flickers through the air,
They danced and twinkled everywhere.
But when he looked, what did he see?
Glowbugs smiling up with glee!
They hummed, “We’ll light your way, sweet friend,”
And led him home ‘round every bend.
Day 14 : Turbo and the Glowbug Lanterns
Turbo goes out after dark and finds a trail of glowing lights floating through the pumpkin patch.
“Are they ghosts? Fireflies? Magic?” he wonders.
Turns out — they’re glowbugs gathering to light up a pumpkin lantern parade!
Day 15 : The Midnight Parade
Turbo hears music late at night — and finds all his farmyard friends marching with pumpkin lanterns! He joins in, quacking to the beat.
A joyful celebration of everything so far.
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“The Midnight Parade”
The moon was round, the stars were bright,
A band began to play that night.
With pumpkins glowing, hearts so gay,
Turbo marched the spooky way!
Kevin hopped to keep the beat,
Their lanterns shone on every street.
Through fields and barns, the friends all stayed—
Quack hooray! The Midnight Parade!
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The Shadow Show
Lanterns glow with gentle light,
Shadows leap in silver night.
Turbo flaps—a duck in flight!
Kevin’s frog goes boing just right.
Who’s that tail that swishes slow?
Peek-a-boo—our foxy show!
Clap and cheer—what fun below,
Moonlit magic: The Shadow Show!
Day 16 : The Shadow Show
After the Midnight Parade, the farmyard grows quiet and moon-bright. Turbo hangs a white sheet on the barn door, sets the pumpkin lanterns behind it, and—ta-da!—a stage appears.
With flappy wings and wiggly fingers, the friends make shadow animals dance across the cloth.
Kevin’s frog shape is a crowd favourite, and a curly-tailed silhouette (hmm… could that be Fox?) peeks in with a cheeky bow.
The barnyard bursts into giggles—the night has one more trick to share!
Day 17: Turbo and the Bat Brigade
Turbo’s decorating the barn for Halloween but can’t quite reach the high beams. Suddenly, a flutter fills the air — a group of cheerful bats swoop in, offering to help. They hang shiny pumpkins, stars, and ribbons from the ceiling, turning the barn into a twinkling wonderland.
Kevin hides at first (“Bats?! Eek!”), but soon joins in, handing them decorations with a giggle. Even Rusty peeks in and says, “Not bad, for night flyers!”
Turbo and the Bat Brigade
“Bats that flutter, soft and bright,
Helping Turbo through the night.
Stars that twinkle, pumpkins glow,
Halloween’s the best show we know!”
Turbo and the Moonlit Web
A silver thread beneath the moon,
Was shining soft — a glowing tune.
Turbo gasped, “What beauty’s this?”
As moonlight wove a web of bliss.
Each droplet twinkled, stars in lace,
Reflected light on Turbo’s face.
Then Silva smiled, with gentle grace,
“Each thread has purpose, time, and place.”
They hung small charms with whispered cheer,
Of love and laughter, far and near.
Now every wish that’s softly said,
Will sparkle bright on Turbo’s web.
Day 18 — The Hayloft Maze
Turbo wanders into the barn and finds that the hay bales have been stacked into a twisting maze!
He asks Kevin, Rusty, and Gary the goose to come and play.
Kevin keeps bouncing off corners (“Ribbit—wrong turn again!”) Rusty pretends he’s not competitive, and Gary tries to shout at everyone from above.
In the middle of the maze, they find a hidden pumpkin glowing softly — the “Lantern of Laughter.” Whoever finds it first must tell a funny joke to escape!
Turbo wins, of course — and his joke about “Why the ghost crossed the road?” has everyone in stitches.
Day 19: Turbo and the Moonlit Web
One crisp evening, Turbo notices something shimmering outside the barn.
Under the silvery moonlight, a giant spiderweb glows between two trees — strands sparkling like threads of starlight.
At first, Turbo steps back (“Quack! That’s huge!”), but then he sees the truth — it’s not scary at all. The web is covered in tiny dew drops that reflect the moon like little lanterns.
A gentle spider named Silva appears and says, “Every thread has a purpose — just like every friend.”
Together, they hang tiny Halloween charms (pumpkins, stars, and feathers) along the web.
When Kevin, Rusty, and Wormy arrive, they gasp in awe — the barnyard’s new Moonlit Web of Wishes sparkles softly all night.
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Turbo and the Moonlit Web
A silver thread beneath the moon,
Was shining soft — a glowing tune.
Turbo gasped, “What beauty’s this?”
As moonlight wove a web of bliss.
Each droplet twinkled, stars in lace,
Reflected light on Turbo’s face.
Then Silva smiled, with gentle grace,
“Each thread has purpose, time, and place.”
They hung small charms with whispered cheer,
Of love and laughter, far and near.
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“Turbo’s Magic Mirror”
Moonlight twinkled, soft and clear,
Turbo found a mirror near.
It shimmered bright, a silver glow —
And showed the joy he didn’t know!
“Look inside,” said stars above,
“See your laughter, light, and love!”
Now every sparkle seems to say,
“Your magic shines in every day.”
Day 20 — Turbo and the Midnight Mirror
Turbo and his friends discover an old, dusty mirror tucked away in the back of the barn.
When moonlight touches it just right, the mirror begins to shimmer — showing their reflections dancing around the farm!
Kevin gasps, “Ribbit! That’s me — but I’m tap-dancing!”
Rusty chuckles, “Well, your reflection’s got better rhythm!”
Curious Turbo steps closer, and the mirror giggles (yes, giggles!) before bursting into sparkles.
Each sparkle lands on a pumpkin or lantern, lighting it up — and soon the whole barnyard glows with friendly, magical lights.
Moral: Sometimes, the things that look mysterious just reflect the joy we already have inside.
Day 21: Turbo’s Costume Parade
The barn was buzzing with excitement — today was the big costume parade!
Turbo waddled in first, feathers polished and ready for fun.
Grandma Duck was stitching the last button on her sparkly witch cape, while Kevin the frog bounced by in a teeny vampire cloak that kept slipping over his eyes.
Wormy wriggled proudly in a pumpkin outfit made from an old orange sock.
Even the Cheeky Fox trotted in wearing a paper crown, declaring himself
“King of the Haunted Haystack!”
Turbo flapped his wings and called,
“Everyone line up — the show’s about to begin!”
Music played, hay flew, and the friends marched, twirled, and laughed their way around the barn — a silly, spooky, sparkly Halloween delight!
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Turbo’s Costume Parade
Capes that shimmer, hats that shine,
Masks and pumpkins all in line!
Waddle, wiggle, laugh, hooray —
It’s Turbo’s grand parade today!
Ghosts may giggle, bats may swoop,
But nothing beats our quacking troupe!
Feathers, fur, and smiles displayed,
We love a good costume parade!
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“The Mystery Mask”
A glittering mask upon the hay,
“Who left this here?” quacked Turbo, “Hey!”
He placed it gently on his face —
And whoosh! — the barn lit up with grace!
The pumpkins giggled, brooms took flight,
The friends all laughed into the night.
A mask of fun, not fright or fear —
The best kind of magic’s the laughter you hear!
Day 22 - “The Mystery Mask”
After the parade, Turbo finds a glittery mask sitting on a hay bale. It shimmers with moonlight and seems to wink at him!
When Turbo pops it on… strange but funny things happen — the pumpkins giggle, the broom starts sweeping on its own, and Kevin’s vampire cloak finally stays in place (for the first time ever ).
Turbo realises the mask is magical — it brings laughter and silliness to whoever wears it. But when Wormy puts it on, it wriggles right off again!
Moral: Sometimes a little mystery can make the night magical — especially when shared with friends.
Day 23: Grandma Duck’s Costume Contest
The sun peeked through the barn doors as Grandma Duck fluffed her feathers and straightened her sparkly witch cape.
“Alright, my little spooks and sparkles,” she quacked, “it’s time for our Halloween Costume Contest!”
Turbo, Kevin, Wormy, and the Cheeky Fox lined up proudly, each showing off their creations.
Kevin’s vampire cloak had been re-taped twice. Wormy’s pumpkin suit was slipping sideways, and Cheeky Fox’s paper crown had gained a few extra jewels made from buttons.
“Now,” Grandma said with a twinkle in her eye, “today’s prizes are for Silliest, Spookiest, and Sparkliest!”
She waddled along the line, inspecting every costume with a gentle nod.
“Kevin,” she said, “you win Silliest — because you’ve tripped over that cloak five times
already!”
Kevin beamed, “Ribbit, I’ll take it!”
“Wormy,” Grandma continued, “you’re Sparkliest! That orange sock costume is dazzling!”
Wormy wriggled with pride.
“And Spookiest,” Grandma chuckled, “goes to… Cheeky Fox! That crown may not be scary, but your grin certainly is!”
Everyone burst into giggles.
Turbo clapped his wings and shouted, “Three cheers for Grandma Duck — the best judge in the barn!”
And just like that, the little farmyard echoed with laughter, ribbons, and happy quacks until the stars came out.
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Grandma Duck’s Costume Contest
Grandma’s cape was stitched with care,
Glitter twinkled everywhere.
“It’s contest time!” she proudly cried,
As friends all stood there side by side.
Silliest frog in a cloak too long,
Wormy’s sparkle was going strong!
The fox looked proud in his paper crown,
While Turbo twirled his costume round.
With ribbons bright and laughter free,
They cheered as Grandma quacked with glee!
For on this farm, both big and small,
The fun was shared by one and all!
Day 24: The Broomstick Race
The sun was shining on the barnyard, and Rusty the Fox had that look in his eyes again.
“Bet you can’t beat me in a broomstick race, Turbo!” he grinned, wagging his tail.
Turbo fluffed his feathers. “You’re on!”
Grandma Duck sighed with a smile. “Oh dear… here we go again.”
Kevin grabbed a stopwatch (well, a kitchen timer) as he jumped on his broom to follow the other two, and Wormy wriggled over to wave the starting flag.
“Ready… set… whoosh!”
The two zoomed — or tried to! Turbo’s broom wobbled, Rusty’s spun in circles, and Kevin laughed so much he nearly fell off his broom.
“Steady, Turbo!” shouted Grandma Duck, as hay flew everywhere.
In the end, both Turbo & Rusty tumbled across the finish line together, feathers and fur full of straw. Kevin was still left flying.
Grandma clapped. “A tie! But you both win for the most ridiculous flying style!”
Turbo and Rusty grinned at each other. “Best. Race. Ever.” Kevin was still in the air?
The Broomstick Race
Turbo’s broom went left, then right,
Rusty zoomed clean out of sight!
Kevin floated, Wormy cheered,
The race was wild (and slightly weird!).
They tumbled, rolled, and laughed all day,
Till hay and feathers flew away.
Grandma quacked, “You’ve made a mess!”
But gave them both a hug — and yes,
The best part of the whole display,
Was all that fun along the way!
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Turbo’s Pumpkin Picnic
Pumpkin pies and pumpkin cakes,
Pumpkin soup that Grandma makes,
Laughter dancing through the air,
Friends and food and fun to share.
Under stars they snuggle tight,
Warm and happy through the night.
Halloween’s not just spooky stuff —
It’s love, and laughter, that’s enough!
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Day 25: Turbo’s Pumpkin Picnic
The sun was setting behind the barn, painting the sky in soft orange and pink.
Turbo spread out a big patchwork blanket while Kevin carried a tray of tiny pumpkin pies.
Wormy bounced happily on a stack of hay, and Rusty the Fox arrived wearing a napkin like a fancy diner’s bib.
“Welcome to the first ever Pumpkin Picnic!” announced Turbo.
Grandma Duck smiled proudly. “I’ll fetch the hot pumpkin punch!”
They all tucked in — pumpkin muffins, pumpkin soup, and pumpkin-shaped cookies.
Kevin managed to spill his drink (twice), Wormy got icing on his crown, and Rusty tried to sneak the biggest muffin — but Grandma caught him!
When their bellies were full, they lay back on the blanket watching the stars come out.
Turbo sighed. “Best. Halloween. Ever.”
Day 26: Turbo’s Trick-or-Treat Kitchen
The barn smelled delicious.
“Today’s the day!” quacked Turbo, tying on his apron. “We’re making treats for everyone in the valley!”
Grandma Duck was already mixing a big bowl of cookie dough, while Kevin taste-tested (several times).
Rusty the Fox stirred the icing — and somehow managed to get more on his fur than the cupcakes.
Wormy rolled tiny candy pumpkins across the counter like marbles.
“Remember,” said Grandma, wagging her spoon, “we bake with love — and no nibbling until the timer dings!”
Turbo grinned. “Then we’d better make that timer ring fast!”
When the oven chimed, the air filled with cinnamon and sugar.
They decorated the cookies with orange frosting and candy corn smiles.
“Perfect!” said Turbo. “Let’s pack them up for our Halloween night adventure!”
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Turbo’s Trick-or-Treat Kitchen
Whisk and stir, and mix with cheer,
Halloween’s the best time of year!
Icing, sprinkles, candy too,
There’s always room for one (or two!).
Flour flying, friends all laughing,
Grandma Duck just keeps on clapping —
“No more bites, you cheeky crew!”
(But she nibbled on a cookie too!)
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Turbo’s Candy Workshop
Toffee, caramel, chocolate bats,
Sticky paws and silly hats!
Mixing magic, sweet delight,
Candy chaos every night!
Grandma quacks, “It’s quite a mess!”
(She’s got syrup on her dress!)
But laughter fills the workshop air —
With love and sweets for all to share.
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Day 27: Turbo’s Candy Workshop
The barn had never smelled so sweet!
Turbo twirled his spoon proudly. “Today, we’re making Halloween candy!”
Kevin bounced with excitement. “I’ll melt the chocolate!”
“Careful, dear,” warned Grandma Duck, “last time you melted the spoon!”
Rusty the Fox rolled sticky toffee into balls — and stuck his paws together.
Wormy spun sugar so fine it looked like spider webs, giggling as it tangled around his crown.
“Watch this!” said Turbo, pouring caramel into pumpkin-shaped molds.
But when he turned around — everyone was stuck! Kevin to the pot, Rusty to the counter, and Grandma’s spoon to her hat.
“Hmm,” said Turbo, “maybe we made trick candy instead of treat candy!”
They all burst out laughing — and decided it tasted perfect anyway.
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Day 28 : The Great Treat Swap
The barn was bursting with excitement — tonight was the Great Treat Swap!
Turbo stood proudly beside the hay bale table, where everyone’s goodies were displayed.
Kevin’s jelly frogs shimmered green, Grandma Duck’s bat biscuits sparkled with sugar, Wormy’s glitter apples gleamed, and Rusty the Fox grinned beside his mystery truffles (which smelled suspiciously like peanut butter and mischief).
“Fair trades only!” Turbo quacked. “No tricks this time — promise!”
The friends laughed, swapped sweets, and filled their little paper bags until they were crinkled and full.
Under the pumpkin lanterns, their giggles echoed through the barn — and even the moon seemed to wink at the sugary celebration below.
“The Great Treat Swap”
In the barn beneath moonlight’s glow,
Treats were traded — row by row!
Turbo’s bag was nearly full,
With sweets and giggles, wonderful!
Kevin’s frogs went boing! so sweet,
Grandma’s biscuits — quite the treat!
Rusty’s truffles (just one bite!)
Made them giggle through the night.
When Wormy wriggled up to share,
A shiny apple — glitter everywhere!
They swapped and laughed, their hearts alight,
A candy-filled and happy night!
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Day 29 – Turbo’s Tasty Treats
The barn smelled delicious!
It was time to make the Halloween goodies for tomorrow’s big trick-or-treat parade.
Turbo tied on his apron (backwards, of course), Grandma Duck adjusted her witchy spectacles, and Kevin the frog was already bouncing with excitement.
“Everyone ready?” Turbo quacked. “We’re making Monster Munch Mix!”
Wormy wiggled into the bowl to help stir the ingredients — popcorn, tiny pretzels, chocolate chips, candy corn, and sparkly sugar stars.
With a swoosh of Grandma’s wooden spoon, a few pieces flew into the air like fireworks!
“Oops! Extra flavour!” she cackled.
The friends laughed until their feathers shook, scooping their mix into little paper bags tied with orange ribbons.
By the time the moon peeked through the window, the barn was glowing with warmth, sweetness, and friendship.
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Turbo’s Tasty Treats
Popcorn popping, sugar bright,
Monster Munch Mix tonight!
Kevin’s frogs jump in the bowl,
Wormy wiggles, cookie roll!
Grandma Duck stirs left then right,
Turbo tastes — “Mmm! Just right!”
Sprinkles fly — what a fix!
The yummiest, funniest Monster Mix!
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“The Pumpkin Picnic”
Beneath the trees with pumpkins bright,
They picnicked softly in the night.
Bat biscuits, pies, and Monster Munch,
Feathers tickled, tails went crunch!
Kevin leapt and nearly fell,
Rusty laughed — “You bounce too well!”
Wormy wiggled, stars a-twinkle,
Lanterns glowing, pumpkins crinkle.
They shared their snacks, their hearts aglow,
With pumpkin smiles in candle’s glow.
“Tomorrow’s night!” said Turbo, quick —
“Let’s make it magic — spooky and slick!”
Day 30 – The Pumpkin Picnic
The sun dipped low, painting the farmyard in golden-orange light.
After a week of sweet chaos in the kitchen, Turbo and friends decided it was time for something calm — a Pumpkin Picnic!
Grandma Duck packed her bat biscuits, Kevin carried a basket of Monster Munch, and Rusty arrived late (of course!) with a pumpkin pie that smelled like heaven. Wormy had even made tiny “reserved” signs for each hay bale.
They spread blankets under the glowing jack-o’-lantern trees. The pumpkins twinkled with fairy lights, the leaves rustled like laughter, and the friends nibbled treats while watching the sky turn to velvet.
“Tomorrow’s the big night,” Turbo quacked softly. “Let’s make it one to remember.”
The others nodded, their hearts warm and full — and somewhere above them, a shooting star zipped past the moon.
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Day 31 – The Witching Hour
The moon hung bright and round above the farm,
casting silver light across the sleepy hills.
Pumpkins twinkled, lanterns glowed, and the air shimmered with excitement.
“It’s time!” Turbo quacked, his voice full of joy.
He held his lantern high and looked around at his friends —
Grandma Duck in her wizard robe, Rusty in his mischievous mask,
Kevin bouncing with his candy bucket, and Wormy perched proudly inside it.
“Trick or treat!” they called as they waddled and hopped
from one glowing doorstep to the next —
the barn, the coop, the stables, even Farmer Mole’s door.
Everywhere they went, laughter followed,
and soon their little bags were full of sweets and smiles.
When the last treat was shared and the stars shone brightest,
they wandered home through the quiet farmyard.
The pumpkins flickered one last time, and Turbo sighed happily.
“What a night,” he whispered.
Grandma Duck smiled, Rusty yawned,
and Kevin gave Wormy a sleepy high-five.
As they snuggled up together beneath the lantern trees,
the friends drifted into dreams —
their hearts full of sugar and sparkle,
and the magic of Halloween softly glowing in the air.
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“The Witching Hour”
The moon was high, the stars were bright,
They wandered off into the night.
With candy bags and laughter loud,
Turbo led the merry crowd.
Rusty’s tail was tipped with sweets,
Kevin hopped through pumpkin streets.
Grandma’s wand shone soft and clear,
While Wormy waved — “It’s Halloween, my dear!”
Through fields and farms, they laughed once more,
Till dawn crept up — and then they snored.
The Witching Hour passed, hearts light and free,
‘Til next year’s fun — we’ll wait and see!
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