"Schmitz, Schmitz, Schmitz, Schmitz, Schmitz, Schmitz, Schmitz!" chanted the Lost Boys as they turned to exit. Simba stayed where he was, his confused expression persisting.

"I do not like green eggs and ham!" barked Captain Hook.

The Lost Boys marched in the direction of the wings. Tootles, who was directly in front of Simba in line, grabbed the cub's tail and dragged him along behind. The boys echoed, "I do not like green eggs and ham!"

"I do not like them, Sam-I-Am!"

"I do not like them, Sam-I-Am!"

"Sound off!"

"Eggs and ham!"

"Sound off!"

"Sam-I-Am!"

"I do not like green eggs - AND HAM!" the entire group shouted before marching offstage.

As the music transitioned to something more etheral, the stage went dark, save for a single spotlight on Pooh. The bear sadly explained, "I've been guarding this clover for over a week, getting laughed at for thinking a dust speck can speak." He paused, sighed, and continued, "Well, let them all laugh. I'll try not to mind, for I have found something that they'll never find..." With a wistful look in his eyes, he began to sing:

"There are secrets on a leaf, in the water, in the air,
Hidden planets, tiny worlds, all invisible...
Not a person seems to know, not a person seems to care;
There is no one who believes a thing I say!
Well, I'm fairly certain, at one time or other,
Great Thinkers all feel this way..."

Hiro gently reilluminated Pooh's side of the stage, revealing a gently sloping hill, which Pooh began to step up towards the top. The music took on a more hopeful quality as star appeared behind the bear, who sang out:

"I'm alone in the universe.
So alone in the universe.
I've found magic, but they don't see it...
They all call me a lunatic.
Okay, call me a lunatic!
If I stand on my own, so be it...

'Cause I have wings!
Yes, I can fly
Around the moon
And far beyond the sky.
And one day soon,
I know, there you'll be -
One small voice in the universe,
One true freind in the universe
Who believes in me..."

The music changed key, and the light faded on Pooh's side of the stage and came up over the other side, where Simba, eyes nearly covered by an ill-fitting pith helmet, sat on a cot. He sang as he left the cot and headed up a hill identical to Pooh's:

"I'm alone in the universe.
So alone in the universe.
My own planets and stars are glowing...
No one notices anything.
Not one person is listening!
They don't have any way of knowing...

That I have wings
And I can fly
Around the moon
And far beyond the sky!
Well, someday soon
You will hear my plea:
One small voice in the universe,
One true freind in the universe,
Please believe in me!"

Simba sadly started down the hill as the light over Pooh returned. "Hello...hello?" he asked in a sigh to the clover in his hands.

The lion cub paused, visibly startled, and returned to the top of the hill. "Hello?" he nervously called to the sky.

Pooh was clearly surprised to hear a response. "Who's there?"

Simba was equally surprised. "It's me, Jojo - the mayor's son."

"Oh. I'm Horton - the elephant."

"Are you real, or are you a very large Think?" Simba asked with a touch of skepticism.

Pooh chuckled in response, "Oh, I'm real, all right. I would state that in ink."

Simba seemed much happier at this revelation. He proceeded to report, "In my Thinks, I imagine a lot of strange things, and I go to strange places, as if I had wings! I love a good Think!"

"Well, for me that goes double."

"But sometimes, my Thinks are what get me in trouble."

"Oh..." Pooh's sympathy clearly showed as he asked, "When you Think, do you dream?"

"In bright colors!"

"Me too! And I go to strange places, like Solla Sollew."

"When you Think, do you Think you can fly to the stars?"

"Oh, little freind, no one else could have thinks such as ours...

Yes, I have wings!"

"I have wings and I can fly!"

"I can fly around the moon - "

The next line was sung together - "And far beyond the sky!" Simba resumed the call-and-response format:

"You called my name..."

"And you set me free -
One small voice in the universe..."

"One true freind in the universe..."

The two newfound friends finished their duet in unison: "Who believes in me..."

"Good night, Jojo," Pooh yawned as he started down the hill.

Simba called back, "Good night, Horton. See you in Solla Sollew!"

The two reached the bottoms of their hills soon enough. Pooh made sure the clover was safe before lying down on the ground, and Simba paced in a circle a few times before curling up in the cot. As the final chord sounded, the two had both closed their eyes.

"Aww, how sweet!" Gertrude was blushing was she applauded. "Tell me, was that how you two first met?"

"In a nutshell," Horton shrugged.

Jojo added, "Whoever did that night sky was genius, I tell ya. Genius!"

The Cat nodded softly. "Those special effects, combined with the song, made it quite sweet - though it was a bit long. The bear and the lion are both such good singers; more songs are in order. Now that's a dead ringer!"