Vader followed Tarkin and the other creatures to another tree that belonged to an Owl named Owl. He was surprised to see that Owl lived in a treehouse and not just the tree.

These are very odd creatures. They are named after their own species and they live in houses instead of trees. Vader looked at the Moff. What did you do on this world, Tarkin?.

"Owl!" Pooh called."Have you seen Piglet?"

"Piglet?" Said a big Owl. He chuckled a little."Well, of course I've seen Piglet many times. He's about so high, with piglet ears-"

"No, no, no!" Rabbit interrupted him."We mean now! Have you seen him this morning?"

Owl thought for a moment."I can't imagine that he's changed that much." Rabit facepalmed and groaned."I'm sure-" Suddenly, Owl was cut off when Vader raised his hand to Force choke him.

"I do not have time for such games. Tell us where this...Piglet is and-"

"Vader!" Tarkin yelled."Release him!"

The Sith Lord didn't bother to look at the Eriaduan."As you wish." He let go of Owl's throat.

After leaving Owl, who was still coughing a little, Vader, Tarkin, and the animals tried finding Piglet by using a scrapbook. The scrapbook, which belonged to Piglet, showed he had drawn pictures of past adventures with Pooh and the others.

During their search, they had a little Kangaroo named Roo join them. They stopped to check the scrapbook again. In it, Vader saw a picture of Wilhuff Tarkin in there.

"Remember when we tried to find the north pole?" Said Rabbit.

Tarkin smiled."All too well."

Wilhuff Tarkin, a fifteen-year-old teenager, looked at the colorful planet. The planet had white clouds, green grass, and blue oceans. He was on a ship with his Uncle Jove."Why are we here?" Wilhuff asked.

His Uncle Jova, who wore an orange vest and a white shirt, smiled at him."To hunt."

"But why aren't we doing this on Eriadu?" The young Wilhuff questioned, confused.

Jova looked at him."Have you ever heard of a Heffalump?"

The ship landed on the planet and only Wilhuff and his great-uncle got off it. Wilhuff had nothing but a knife while Jova had a hunting rifle."What's on this planet?"

"Well," Jova started."There are two kangaroos, a rabbit, a Tigger, a donkey, a piglet, an owl, and a little bear named Winnie the Pooh."

Wilhuff raised an eyebrow."Is that it? I thought there would be more."

"Maybe we'll get lucky and see a Woozle." Jova said, his rifle slung over his shoulder."But for now, let's just hunt these animals."

They waited in the bushes for nearly two hours when they heard a noise."Is that...singing?" Wilhuff asked. They looked out of the bushes and saw a young boy with brown hair that looked to be six. He was also holding a drum and pounding it.

Wilhuff also saw the creatures his uncle mentioned. His eyes widened in shock as he saw the animals sing. He looked at Jova who was smiling.

"And so the hunt begins," Jova said. He looked at Wilhuff."Kill them. I'll be here."

Tarkin nodded slowly, still shocked by the singing creatures. Tarkin unsheathed his knife and jumped out of the bushes.

"Oh, hello." The young human boy, who was still holding the drum, smiled at him."And who are you?"

Tarkin knew he should have stabbed him immediately...but he didn't.

"Tarkin. My name is Wilhuff Tarkin." He introduced.

"Well, I'm Christopher Robin." The boy looked at the knife he was holding."Why do you have that knife? Are you a grown-up?"

Tarkin was silent for a moment."No...not yet. One day I will be though."

Christopher smiled."Do you want to come with me and my friends? Were looking for the north pole."

Wilhuff, surprisingly, found himself smiling."I think that would be nice."