AN: This is the result of a contest my friend and I had - 30 minutes to write a oneshot pertaining to colored pencils. What do you think? By the way, I don't own Winnie the Pooh.
"Why, Piglet, it's very pretty!" Pooh exclaims, looking at the drawing his little friend had made.
"Oh, but it's not done, Pooh, see? There's still the sky to color in." Piglet points at the empty background behind the drawn figure of Tigger looking excitedly at the sky. "Tigger was so excited about that rainbow, b-b-but I can't find my colored pencils to finish. They j-j-just disappeared. Like it was a g-g-ghost or something!"
"A ghost?" Pooh wonders aloud. "Well, Piglet, I think we should go find this ghost and ask him nicely to return your pencils."
"A-a-are you sure that's advisable?" Piglet stutters, fearfully looking around him as if he expected the ghost to be in Pooh's house with them.
"Yes. Ghosts are nice, if you're polite. They're like bees that way. They seem bad, but they have sweetness. Like honey…" Pooh trails off, taking Piglet's hand. "Come on, Piglet, we have a ghost to find."
-/|\-
The first person Pooh and Piglet encounter is not a ghost but Eeyore. "Hallo, Eeyore!" Pooh calls, waving at the donkey, who is rebuilding his house again.
"Hello," Eeyore greets gloomily. "Where are you going? If you don't want to answer, I don't mind."
Pooh smiles. "A ghost stole Piglet's pencils, and we're off to find it and get them back. Do you want to come, Eeyore?"
"Well… okay," Eeyore agrees when a butterfly lands on his half-finished house, sending the sticks tumbling. "It's not like I can take a nap here or anything. Do you know where this ghost is?"
"No, but Pooh d-d-decided we should start by going to Rabbit's house," Piglet explains.
"Oh… okay," Eeyore sighs. "It figures you didn't come to see me."
-/|\-
"OH… The wonderful thing about Tiggers, is that Tiggers are wonderful things, their tops are made out of rubber, their bottoms are made out of- oh, hi, Piglet, I didn't see you there!" Tigger apologizes, standing up and brushing Piglet off. "Whatcha guys doin', going to old Long Ears' house? Hoohoohoohoo, I was going there too! He hasn't been bounced in a while. Come on, we can bounce him together!" he bounces away down the trail, leaving the others speechless in his wake.
Piglet takes Pooh's hand again as they start walking again. "Tigger is v-v-very hyper, isn't he, Pooh?" he asks. Suddenly, he slips on something, falling onto his stomach with a call of "OH D-D-DEAR!"
"Piglet!" Pooh yells, hurrying to help his friend up. "What did you slip on?"
"Th-th-this!" Piglet says, producing one of his missing colored pencils. "Where do you think it came from? Is th-the g-g-ghost here?"
"Maybe Tigger dropped it," Eeyore suggests. "We should catch up with him and ask."
"B-b-but why would Tigger steal my pencils?" Piglet asks. "Stealing is b-b-bad, and he's our friend!"
"Hoohoohoohoo, you guys coming?" Tigger yells, bouncing back toward the group. "Rabbit wasn't in the mood for bouncing."
"Tigger, did you take Piglet's pencils?" Pooh asks, holding out the one they had found.
Tigger hangs his head. "Yeah… I didn't mean to do any harm. I was just borrowing them."
Piglet gasps. "Tigger! You should always ask before you borrow something, or else it's stealing."
The bouncy tiger nods. "I'm sorry, Piglet," he says.
"It's okay, Tigger. I forgive you."
"Now let's go get some honey to celebrate finding Piglet's pencils, shall we? Then we can help him finish his drawing!" Pooh suggests. The others nod, and they go back to Pooh's house. When they get there, though, Piglet and Tigger make another discovery.
"M-m-my drawing is gone!"
"Gasp! Do you think it's a ghost?"
