Thunder cracks, lightning flashes, and Pope now dreads going to bed. But Nicolas starts to sing excitedly to the beat of the storm: rap, rap, rap After lots of dancing, the children get tired and start to feel sleepy. Pope is not scared any more--Nicolas has taught her to enjoy stormy nights. "Hay trueno y relampagos, y Pope atterroriza acostarse. Pero Nicolas empieza a cantar emocionadamente al ritmo de la tormenta: rap, rap, rap Despues de tanto bailar, los ninos estan cansados y empiezan a tener sueno. Pope ya no tiene miedo--Nicolas le ha ensenado gozar de las noches tormentosas."