Roo stood as still as a statue staring at this huge black bear who was really his long lost friend, Winnie the Pooh. Pooh stared back, as if they were having a staring contest, Winnie stepped between them and tugged on Roo's fur. Roo snapped out of his daze and looked at his sister. "What?" He asked.
"Can you please explain to me what's going on?" She asked.
"It was way before you were born. Pooh lived in the Hundred Acre Wood with us. But one day those cracks appeared out of nowhere and Pooh fell down one. He was never seen again, until now," Roo explained. "Mum named you after Winnie the Pooh," He added.
"Why didn't you ever tell me?" Winnie asked.
"We thought that if we told you you'd go looking for the cracks and you might fall in, too. We didn't tell you because we didn't want you to get hurt."
"So, how did you end up down here?" Pooh asked, curiously.
"You see, a hedge grew around the place with the cracks, blocking it off. Winnie and I crawled under it and looked in Rabbits house. Then this gust of wind blew us into a crack," Roo explained.
"It was like there were evil things everywhere!" Winnie added. At that Pooh's eyes widened.
"That's it!" He gasped. Roo and Winnie glanced at each other, confused.
"What's 'it'?" Winnie asked.
"That bear that I was fighting a few minutes ago. That must have been that 'evil thing' that you were talking about," Pooh explained.
"Maybe those other things we saw were the cause of that gust of wind, too," Roo suggested to Winnie.
"What other things?" Pooh asked, curiously.
"We saw two other types of strange creatures," Roo told Pooh.
"What did they look like?" Pooh questioned the siblings.
"There were a couple of thousand wolves and…" Roo began but was interrupted by Winnie tapping his shoulder. "What now?" Roo asked, annoyed. Winnie pointed at something behind Pooh. Pooh turned around and gasped. "…That thing!" Roo completed his sentence. Another huge mosquito was hovering towards them. It seemed bigger than the last, probably about half the size of an average sized tree.
"Okay, here's the plan. Roo cause a distraction, Winnie, try and grab one of its legs and I'll finish him off," Pooh planned.
"How about an easier plan…RUN!" Roo yelled. The trio rushed through the trees as fast as they could.
"Follow me, I know a safe place," Pooh led the siblings through the trees until they reached a cave in the side of a small hill. They hid inside it until they were sure that the mosquito was gone. Pooh poked his head out of the cave and checked the area. It was definitely gone. Pooh, Roo and Winnie sat down at the back of the cave. "Are you two hungry?" Pooh asked. Roo and Winnie nodded their heads. Pooh passed them two dead rabbits. Roo stared at Pooh like he was crazy and Winnie pretended to vomit.
"Don't you have honey?" Roo asked.
"Of course I have honey. Those things are only for an emergency," Pooh passed them a large hive that was full of honey. Roo dipped his paw into the hole in the hive and scooped out some of the sticky, golden honey. Winnie did the same. The kangaroos licked their paws clean and repeated the process. Pooh was lapping honey from another hive. Once the hives were almost empty, Pooh began to speak. "So, what's been going on in the Hundred Acre Wood?" he asked. Roo told Pooh how Kanga had Winnie and how Rabbit had moved in with Owl and how Piglet had grown bigger and not talked much. Poohs face fell when he heard Piglet's name, since Piglet was his best friend. "I miss him so much," The bear sniffled. Winnie crawled over to Pooh and patted his hairy shoulder comfortingly. "There hasn't been a day since I fell down the crack that I haven't thought of you guys."
"It's okay, uncle Pooh," She comforted. Pooh's eyes filled with tears as she said 'uncle Pooh'. Roo quickly changed the subject so Pooh would start crying out loud. He didn't want that mosquito thing to come back.
"Anyway, we need a plan," Roo said.
"You're right," Pooh sniffled, wiping a tear from his eye. "Listen, the day before the cracks appeared, Owl told me that Christopher Robin was maturing. I think that's why the cracks appeared. So, if we get Christopher Robin to believe in us again, everything should go back to the way it was," Pooh plotted. Roo and Winnie nodded in agreement.
"But do you have any idea where he lives?" Roo asked the bear. Pooh shook his head.
"But, I have seen people look at these huge books with addresses in them in telephone booths," Pooh explained.
"What's a telephone booth?" Winnie asked. Pooh explained.
"A telephone is a small machine that people speak into to talk to people a long way away and a booth is a large box that it's kept in," He said/ Winnie nodded.
"What are we waiting for, then. Let's go find a smellyphone booth," Roo said, leaving the cave.
"A telephone booth," Pooh corrected, but Roo didn't reply. Winnie hopped after her brother but got a huge shock when she tripped over something. Roo helped her up but then noticed something strange.
"Winnie, what's with your foot?" He asked. Winnie looked at the foot she had hit when she tripped. A red liquid was oozing out from it. She was a little freaked out.
"Uh, Pooh, what's this red stuff coming out of my foot?" She asked.
"That's called blood," Pooh explained padding over. "You need it inside you to live. Luckily, you still have a lot more in you," He added, reassuringly. Winnie and Roo exchanged frightened glances.
"So, if we need blood to keep us alive…" Roo began.
"Then… we're not stuffed animals anymore!" She gasped, clapping her paw over her mouth with fear and shock.