Nine years had gone past in the Hundred Acre Wood. Everything had changed. The cracks of that tragic morning were still there. Pooh's loss had affected everyone. Rabbit's house has been surrounded by cracks so he had to move in with Owl, Eeyore seemed more gloomy than usual, Tigger didn't seem to enjoy bouncing anymore and Piglet was the one affected the most, since Pooh was his best friend. He usually kept to himself and hardly ever smiled, he had got taller, though. But the biggest change was the Hundred Acre Woods newest arrival. Seven months after Pooh's disappearance, Kanga gave birth to a baby girl. She had a Kanga's body, Tigger's fur colour, Kanga's ears and Tigger's springy tail. They called her Winnie after Winnie the Pooh and made a vow to keep her away from all danger. Roo was now seventeen years old and loved his little sister a lot. For all these years it seemed like nothing was going to change. But on one particular day, something extraordinary would happen.

Winnie woke up to the sound of someone whispering her name. She sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes. When she opened them she saw her older brother Roo sitting on the end of her bed. She smiled and climbed onto his lap. "Mornin' Roo," She yawned. Winnie was almost nine years old, now.

"Mornin', sis," Roo chuckled, patting his sisters head. Roo picked Winnie up and carried her into the kitchen and put her in one of the chairs around the small round table. Tigger and Kanga were eating toast. They both smiled when they saw Roo and Winnie come into the room. Roo went to the toaster and put in two slices of bread. They popped out a few moments later, Winnie always liked that part. Roo gave Winnie one of the slices and started eating the other one himself.

"Roo," Winnie said with a mouthful of toast.

"Yes?" Roo laughed.

"Can I hear one of your stories?" The young kangaroo/tiger asked, putting on her cutest face. Rock smiled and nodded.

"Have I told you about the time when I first met Lumpy?" Roo asked. Winnie shook her head. Roo started telling her the story of when he was younger than Winnie was now and he wandered into Heffalump Hollow and met his best friend, Lumpy the heffalump. Winnie sat silently, wide eyed for the whole story. When Roo told her the happy ending and how he and Lumpy had played for a while before they departed she was sniffling. Roo smiled at his sister. He loved her with all his heart.

"Can we go and see Lumpy?" Winnie asked. Roo thought. He hadn't seen his friend for a few days.

"Sure. If it's okay with Mom and Tig- uh- dad," Roo corrected himself. Winnie looked at her mother putting a sweet face on. Kanga giggled and nudged Tigger.

"What do you think?" She asked her husband.

"Of course you can, Roo boy," Tigger replied. Winnie cheered, leaped out of her chair and hugged her parents.

"Can we go right now?" She asked.

"Well, get your P.J's off first," Kanga reminded her. Winnie forgot that she was still in her light pink P.J's. She hopped up the stairs to her room and took off her P.J's. Then she put on her favourite red shirt and hopped back down the stairs as quick as she could.

"Ready," She panted.

"See you two later," Kanga said. "And stay away from any danger!" She called as her two children left.

Roo walked towards Heffalump Hollow carrying Winnie on his shoulders. "Roo, Can I get down?" She asked.

"Sure," Roo said. He took Winnie off his shoulders and put her on the ground. Winnie noticed a large hedge at the side of her.

"How long had this been here?" She asked.

"A really long time. I can't believe you've never noticed it," Roo chuckled. He looked happy on the outside but on the inside he felt horrible. The hedge was planted soon after the fateful night when Pooh disappeared. Roo hated looking at it and every time he did a cold shiver ran all through his body. Then his sister asked 'The Dreaded Question'

"What's on the other side?" Winnie asked. Roo gulped thinking of what to say.

"I have no idea. Hey, what's that?" Roo asked, changing the subject. He walked the other way. But Winnie stayed where she was. She ran her paw along the hedges soft leaves. Roo wasn't looking, so she started looking around for a way through. She found a tiny hole. She started pulling some leaves of to make room and she started crawling through. Roo heard the rustling of the hedge and turned just in time to see Winnie disappearing through the hole. Roo panicked and followed her through frantically, calling her name. There was no reply. When Roo finally squeezed out the other side he saw Winnie staring bewildered up at Rabbits abandoned house. Roo ran up to her and put his arms around her. He gazed around at all the massive cracks surrounding them. All the memories of the tragic night flooded back to him. Winnie had no idea what happened that night because everyone thought that if they did she'd go and investigate. Winnie walked around gazing into one of the cracks. She finished that and went to the old house. She tapped the door and it opened. Roo felt more scared than he had ever been in his life. When the door opened it seemed as if the world had turned cold. Winnie hopped in. Roo quickly followed after. Every spooky sound Roo could imagine seemed to be in there. And once or twice Roo could have sworn he heard footsteps. A strong wind suddenly blew them out of the house. A huge thunder cloud appeared in the sky and the cackles of a million evils echoed in the sky. Winnie was blown away in the wind, as was Roo. They swirled in the air for several minutes. Roo managed to make his way over to Winnie and cling on to her. The two started falling downwards…right towards the same crack that Pooh fell down. The siblings screamed in terrors and were plunged into the crack. The siblings fell down...down…into darkness. Roo felt himself tingling and his blue shirt blew off him, so did Winnie's. They grew warmer, though. They felt themselves changing all over. Roo was so frightened he blacked out. Winnie stayed conscious until finally they hit the ground. She felt dizzy, but at least she was alive. She felt queasy, tired and weak. She let her head drop and she drifted to an uneasy, dreamless sleep.