There is a grand place, a place where a young boy loved to play, and had an enchanted childhood; along with a rare secret…his stuffed animals lived there in the place, the 100 Acre Wood. The lovable bear Pooh, the stuttering pink Piglet, the always-joyful Tigger, the hard-working and tempered Rabbit, the somewhat wise old Owl, the caring mother Kanga of her little one Roo, the gloomy old Eeyore, and many other friends who lived in the woods. It wasn't too long before one of these friends wished… for a real friend… he felt lonely… but why don't we get to that now, shall we?
It began on a cloudy night, the stars shone their brightest and the moon was a crescent for that night. Everything was quiet, only included with the croaks of frogs, the music of the crickets and the babblings of the brook. It seems very peaceful indeed…until a shadowed figure darted from tree to tree, carrying something round in its grasp. His long swift tail and cat-looking posture gave away the fact it was the bouncy friend of Winnie the Pooh. But what would he be doing out so late? With the fireflies seeming to guide his way to the small bridge, Tigger looked behind him, slowly tip-toeing backwards, as if watching for somebody in case someone followed him. Two frogs just looked at each other before watching the young tiger cautiously making his way to the bridge. No one was out that night other then him, so he then made a dash for the bridge and looked over at the river underneath him. He still looked back just in case and stared at the items in his paws; a note and an empty Honey Pot, that he 'barrowed' from old Long Ears, Rabbit that is. He saw Christopher Robin do something like this before, and what were the words again?
"A wish is like sending a request down the river, if you really wish and believe enough."
Tigger admitted, he had been pretty lonely earlier that day. No one had any time to bounce with him, Pooh with the bees, Piglet with his house chores, and obviously Rabbit wouldn't bother since he wanted to focus more on his precious garden. Well, this was his wish he had written, as best as he could since he and the others were still learning how to spell and stuff. Carefully rolling it up, he placed the note inside the jar, and looked over the edge before holding out the pot in both hands… and dropped it, into the water below. Since he also remembered the lid, that was on there too, so his note wouldn't get soaked. As it sailed away to who knows where, he left silently back for his own home… now all he had to do was wait…
As much as we would know, the honey pot was making a long journey of its own with the wish inside and floating along in the water, avoiding many obstacles, such as huge waves, creatures of the water, birds of the skies, and if I may add, huge thunderstorms that dared each other to sink the honey jar, but it still floated along despite what was shoved in its way. It had a wish to deliver and it wasn't going to be stopped so easily if you thought it would be.
After what seemed about a few days, the pot had reached an unknown destination, a place not quite like the 100 Acre Wood but it seemed so lovely, with birds filling the skies that smelled like peppermint, little houses of the brightest colors and fancy designs. A place that belonged to only one type of creature… one of these creatures happened along as the sun was starting to rise up, mixing the air with orange, yellow and purple. We could only see this figure from the leg… or legs, pink ones in fact, down. With its face shadowed, revealing bright crystal blue eyes, it glanced curiously at the honey pot, and seemed to lick its lips and took off the top, expecting the golden creamy sticky goodness, but instead… there was Tigger's wish inside. The figure sniffed it and looked around, possibly looking for the owner of this jar, but found no one. Shrugging, it picked up the jar with its mouth and carried it onto shore, slowly and even carefully took out the note, which became a little soaked over its wild ride and journey, and as it slowly unrolled before its…hooves? Yes, I'll explain that bit later. Anyways, the figure carefully read the note, as it managed to spell out…
I need a friend…
Tigger.