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Happy Windsday!

Owl accuses Pooh of knocking down his house! (Winnie the Pooh and the Blustery Day, 1968/The Many Adventures of Winnie-the-Pooh, 1977)

“Good night, Pooh.” Piglet yawned, barely able to keep his eyes open.

Pooh wrapped the blanket around them, tucking them in, and smiled as he got comfortable, "Sleep tight." Closing his eyes he wrapped an arm around his friend almost protectively and began to drift off...

He shook his head at the thought, focusing on sewing the bear, “You know, you remind me of my friend.”

“Spanish?” Pooh repeated slowly, not a word he’d heard before. “What is Spanish?” The question about him being magical caught him completely off guard, and he chuckled, shaking his head, “I don’t believe so. Then again, I haven’t thought of it before… Do you think perhaps, I could be?”

Pooh followed his friend over to the bed, yawning and covering his mouth with a paw, "Mmmm. Sweet dreams Piglet." Getting onto the bed, the teddy tucked the blanket around him, waiting for Piglet to get in.

He looks up rather quickly, showing a smile and getting up to help with the situation. Looking over the other before going to reach for whatever it was they needed.It not till afterwards does he really think about the character before, looking back puzzled. Wait was that a– a talking bear?

The teddy felt relief wash over him as the young man offered to help reach down his pencil and notebook from the shelf Tigger had put it on. If only his bouncy friend hadn't been so tall, maybe it wouldn't have ended up where it was. "Why thank you for helping me get this. Tigger put it up there when I wasn't looking, and that's an awfully high place for me to reach," Pooh explained, not realizing he'd completely confused the boy by his presence.

Short, fat, and proud of that, hunny loving, silly old bear.

                                                  Just яємιη∂ me that I’m still h e r e.    

“I’d never thought of meeting family. Perhaps we are! Would you care to stay over for some Hunny?”

Pooh began to grin to the others suggestion, already enjoying the bears company. Maybe even later Pooh would suggest a picnic! And if there were two of them, then that would mean Rabbit would have to stock up on even more hunny! In fact, if there were two of them now, it would mean together they might be able to figure out a way to fool the bees. “Why that is a wonderful idea! I know my tummy’s been getting awfully rumbly lately and would love some hunny right about now,” he admitted with a chuckle, patting his stomach gently. “Perhaps I should bring some hunny too?”

“I’m glad the storm is in a better mood…”

"Me too Piglet!" Pooh exclaimed. Noticing his friend yawning, the bear went over to his side, "And now it seems we can finally get some sleep."

“I’m too old to start again.”

"You are?" Pooh pouted, glancing at the balloon, then back at the young lady. "Oh. But perhaps maybe... you're not too old to go on a little adventure?"

setting: owl’s house

One could notice a glimpse of bafflement, and maybe a bit of sadness, briefly sweeping across the old bear’s face. A distant memory, perhaps, springing to his mind from years ago; a feeling of warmth and love… But like so many times before, he refused to let his feelings affect him, and in a blink of an eye, what ever signs of sentiment he had shown through, simply vanished. He wasn’t going to let some stranger get to his emotions or memories, not even when their purpose was to help him, since he was blind to their kidness and only saw the outside; the well-loved happy teddy bear, who had no care in the world. It was unfair. He should have been that bear… Lotso scoffed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. And quite frankly, I don’t think that any of this is your business, so– How about you just leave me alone?”

    His answer seemed to please her. “Okay so that’s um,” she counted the fingers along her hand. “So that’s four now that I reckon’ like it!” Hylians, Gerudo, Kokiri, and now Pooh Bear’s that liked milk. “I was gonna see if I could strike up a deal but if y’think yer the only one it may not make much sense,” the business lady in training stroked her chin. Actually, it didn’t seem like he’s be carrying around any rupees. “I was gonna take a break and drink some, but it’s an awful lot more fun with company.”

The teddy watched with wide eyes as she counted on each of her fingers. It seemed she could count as high as he could before he got confused, though maybe she could count much further. “Four? Well, that seems to me like an awfully small list for something as delicious as milk. Perhaps there are others who like it just as much too? Maybe one day you’ll be able to meet them all.” He hoped she would. “A deal? Oh bother. I’m sorry. If I had more of me, I’m sure we’d all make a deal,” he told her with a chuckle. But there didn’t seem to be any others like him around, in fact the only thing around them were some chickens, and the horses that roamed about in their enclosed field. Pooh’s tummy rumbled as she mentioned having a drink, and he quickly patted it, wondering if perhaps the company she might be speaking about was him. “Perhaps I might be able to join you? I know it’s much more friendlier with two.”

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