Once upon a time, in a cozy little town called Forest Meadow, there lived a young fox named Fiona Fox, who had just become a firefighter. Every morning, she looked at herself in the mirror and said: “I am Firefighter Fiona, ready to help!”

On this special morning 🎵, Fiona put on her shiny red firefighter uniform. The bright yellow stripes gleamed in the sunlight, and her helmet fit perfectly. She felt butterflies in her tummy 🎵.

“Being a new firefighter is a serious business,” Fiona whispered to herself, adjusting her badge 🎵.

At the fire station, her friends were waiting for her: Derek the Dog, the fire chief; Betty the Bear, the driver; and Henry the Hedgehog, who was excellent at handling the fire hose.

“Good morning, Fiona!” they called cheerfully.

“Good morning!” Fiona replied, waving shyly. She was just about to start checking the equipment on the fire truck when…

DING! DING! DING!

The fire alarm 🎵 rang so loudly that Fiona’s ears trembled!

“Alert at the Forest Meadow Bakery!” Chief Derek announced. “Everyone to the truck!”

Fiona’s heart beat fast 🎵 as she climbed onto the truck. The fire engine’s siren made loud noises 🎵 as they raced through the streets.

When they arrived at the bakery, gray smoke was coming out of the upper windows. It looked like dark, angry clouds. Mrs. Whiskers, the cat baker, was standing outside. She was very worried.

“Has everyone left the building?” Chief Derek asked.