Monday, February 25, 2008
Winnie the Pooh sequel
Title : Snap! goes the carrot. [Part 2]
Rated : Pg 15.( not for the weak hearted!.lol. )
Warnings : mild Soft toy violence.
Characters: Rabbit and Piglet. .(main) The others join in the fun too. :P
Disclaimer: The characters belong to A.A.Milne, .not me.
Summary : Part two of the twisted story.The discovery and aftermath of Pooh's death.
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It was a bright and sunny day in the Hundred Achre Woods. The bees were buzzing, the birds were singing, it was a perfect day for all the habitants to go out and have some fun. Exciting new adventures were waiting for them. OR DOES IT?!
Little Piglet woke up very early that morning. He had promise Pooh that he would help him get some more honey from the bees today. Their past attempts were always a failure, but they managed to get some thanks to Rabbit's briliant ideas. After cleaning his little house, Piglet opened the door and sets out to The House at Pooh Corner.
''Wooohoohoohoohoo!! Heya Piglet!'' said the springy Tigger as he bounced by. ''H-h-hello Tigger.'' Piglet waved and continued his path. After ten minutes of walking, the little pink creature finally reached his destination. Walking up to the tree house with the ''Mr. Sanderz'' sign above, he knocked on the door. To Piglet's surprise, the door swung open slowly. It wasn't even closed.
''P-p-pooh?'' Piglet asked blindly, entering the room. He was greeted by an unpleasant sight. Honey jars were smashed on the floor, the clay glasses shattered. The sweey yellow substance were everywhere. ''Oh..D-d-dear.'' Piglet gasped as he continue searching for his best frined. ''Pooh? Are you t-t-here?'' he called out again. There weren't any response. That was when this horrified plush saw something on the floor, something that made him shriek- Pooh's hand.Just the arm, laying in the puddle of honey. 'Oh no..what happened to Pooh Bear?' Piglet thought. he began to panic.
Little Piglet ran around the house, fearing for the teddy bear's safety. He bursted into his room. There was nothing there, just Pooh's bed, with the only honey jar that was still in one piece on top of it. A feeling of fear swept through Piglet as he slowly crept closer to the bed, and took a glance at the jar. There it was, Pooh's head, squished into the jar, with the silly label ''Hunny'' stuck on his forehead. Piglet passed out.
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A day had passed since Winnie the Pooh's horrible death, and everyone was devastated. All, except for the bitter old Rabbit, of course. He was laughing his head off while watering his precious garden. ''He deserved it! '' was all he said. Christopher Robin's mother would've stitched Pooh back together, but the rest of the poor bear's body was never found.
Things were never the same from that day, Tigger never bounced by The House At Pooh Corner anymore, it brought up too many memories for everyone. Loosing Pooh was like sucking out the happiness in the Hundred Achre Woods. Roo cried in the arms of his mother Kanga, tears rolled down off Tigger and Owl's cheeks, and Eyeore was more depressed than usual.But the one who felt the most impact, was little Piglet. He coudln't believe that it was happening. Who would do such a thing to Pooh? then again, Who would even do such a horrible thing at all?
Rated : Pg 15.( not for the weak hearted!.lol. )
Warnings : mild Soft toy violence.
Characters: Rabbit and Piglet. .(main) The others join in the fun too. :P
Disclaimer: The characters belong to A.A.Milne, .not me.
Summary : Part two of the twisted story.The discovery and aftermath of Pooh's death.
______________________________________________________________________
It was a bright and sunny day in the Hundred Achre Woods. The bees were buzzing, the birds were singing, it was a perfect day for all the habitants to go out and have some fun. Exciting new adventures were waiting for them. OR DOES IT?!
Little Piglet woke up very early that morning. He had promise Pooh that he would help him get some more honey from the bees today. Their past attempts were always a failure, but they managed to get some thanks to Rabbit's briliant ideas. After cleaning his little house, Piglet opened the door and sets out to The House at Pooh Corner.
''Wooohoohoohoohoo!! Heya Piglet!'' said the springy Tigger as he bounced by. ''H-h-hello Tigger.'' Piglet waved and continued his path. After ten minutes of walking, the little pink creature finally reached his destination. Walking up to the tree house with the ''Mr. Sanderz'' sign above, he knocked on the door. To Piglet's surprise, the door swung open slowly. It wasn't even closed.
''P-p-pooh?'' Piglet asked blindly, entering the room. He was greeted by an unpleasant sight. Honey jars were smashed on the floor, the clay glasses shattered. The sweey yellow substance were everywhere. ''Oh..D-d-dear.'' Piglet gasped as he continue searching for his best frined. ''Pooh? Are you t-t-here?'' he called out again. There weren't any response. That was when this horrified plush saw something on the floor, something that made him shriek- Pooh's hand.Just the arm, laying in the puddle of honey. 'Oh no..what happened to Pooh Bear?' Piglet thought. he began to panic.
Little Piglet ran around the house, fearing for the teddy bear's safety. He bursted into his room. There was nothing there, just Pooh's bed, with the only honey jar that was still in one piece on top of it. A feeling of fear swept through Piglet as he slowly crept closer to the bed, and took a glance at the jar. There it was, Pooh's head, squished into the jar, with the silly label ''Hunny'' stuck on his forehead. Piglet passed out.
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A day had passed since Winnie the Pooh's horrible death, and everyone was devastated. All, except for the bitter old Rabbit, of course. He was laughing his head off while watering his precious garden. ''He deserved it! '' was all he said. Christopher Robin's mother would've stitched Pooh back together, but the rest of the poor bear's body was never found.
Things were never the same from that day, Tigger never bounced by The House At Pooh Corner anymore, it brought up too many memories for everyone. Loosing Pooh was like sucking out the happiness in the Hundred Achre Woods. Roo cried in the arms of his mother Kanga, tears rolled down off Tigger and Owl's cheeks, and Eyeore was more depressed than usual.But the one who felt the most impact, was little Piglet. He coudln't believe that it was happening. Who would do such a thing to Pooh? then again, Who would even do such a horrible thing at all?