Rayman Legends Adventures in Pooh's Grand Adventure: The Search for Christopher Robin/Script

The Clark siblings were at the Greenwood household as one of their usual visits and where Alan scoffed as he saw one of Tim's portraits of the stuffed animals from Winnie the Pooh.

"Has anyone seen my rose," Tim asked, "I'm almost done with Piglet."

Snow White carried a tube in her mouth for him.

"Thanks, Snow," Tim grinned to his cat and took the tube and put the paint on his brush for Piglet.

"You are so lame," Alan smirked as he thought someone painting a portrait of stuffed animals was lame.

"Excuse me," Tim frowned slightly.

"Alan..." Glen scolded his youngest brother.

"Don't you know anything," Alan scoffed to Tim, "Winnie the Pooh is for babies!"

"He's real and the others are well," Tim said.

Alan scoffed. "You're weird, I mean, your dad loves to sing and dance ponies and you speak about the Care Bears all the time, Lex, I'd understand, but it's pathetic if you do so."

"Alan, stop that," Ellie scolded.

Soon Annie came over with a basket of goodies for her cousins and their friends, she grinned, but soon she frowned until she heard Alan and Tim arguing about Winnie the Pooh.

"I even thought they were for babies once before I met them," Tim sad.

"Oh, really," Alan smirked.

"Yes, really," Tim huffed, "Dwight Mercer and Aunt Michelle read us a storybook one night!"

"Then your aunt and uncle are two babies," Alan mocked.

"Hey, leave Dwight Mercer alone, he's Mum's special boyfriend," Jesse got in his face with a frown.

"May I continue," Tim asked.

"What's going on," Annie asked.

"Alan here is denouncing Winnie the Pooh," Tim put his hands on his hips.

Annie gasped. "Alan! He's a big bear and you'd be lucky to meet him!"

"Why? Then he can warn me where my nose is," Alan smirked.

Soon Glen taped Alan's mouth shut. Alan muffled and then frowned at his brother Glen.

"I loved those Dwight Mercer and Michelle Tanner stories..." Tim bowed his head in nostalgia, "at first, I didn't think I'd like them...and then, we had a great adventure and had to save Christopher Robin."

This seemed to interest Alan a little bit.

"Please notify us if your first adventure started," Ellie begged.

"Well, sure, we were little," Tim replied as they all decided to sit down, "long before we all met you..."

Flashback to as the children were seven and eight...

Martin and Cynthia decided to have a date night together, but of course, they would need a babysitter, and even Teresa and Forte were busy, where they had to call someone else over: Cynthia's little brother who was 'the best uncle ever next to Captain Planet'.

"Hey, Cynthia," Junior smiled to his big adoptive sister as he was with a young blonde girl his age who brought a storybook over, "I brought Michelle, I hope that's alright."

"Sure, that's and I see brought a storybook with her," Cynthia grinned.

"Oh, yes, I love fairy tales....." Michelle grinned back.

Soon Martin and Cynthia both left. The children said a farewell to their parents.

"Alright, children, let's have some fun," Junior grinned to his niece and nephews.

"Yay," Jesse, Lex and Tim cheered.

"What have we done first," Lex grinned.

"Why don't we play some games," Michelle suggested.

The children first played games, but they had some dinner, but they watched TV together until there was a thunderstorm, which knocked the power out. Soon Junior brought out candles and they all sat together.

"I guess now would be a good time for your story," Michelle suggested as she brought out the book she brought.

"Alright," the Greenwood siblings cheered.

"Did Dad show you the piglets, Spot," Tim asked.

"You've heard this story so many times before," Michelle chuckled.

"Can we hear a story about the Tangerine Bear," Jesse asked.

"I'm afraid Christmas is too far away," Michelle grinned apologetically.

"Can we hear a story about Winnie the Pooh," Lex asked before hugging her Princess Odette doll.

"But this story's for babies," Tim said.

Lex pouted.

"Yes, Lex," Jesse agreed.

"Oh, c'mon now, Winnie the Pooh is a wonderful story..." Michelle grinned to the children.

"Well...alright," Jesse said while Tim moaned.

Rosie cracked open her book with a grin. "'Once upon a time on the last day of a golden summer, there was a boy and a bear'," she began to read the book. "'The boy, whom we will meet in a moment was called Christopher Robin. The bear was called Winnie the Pooh.  And together, they had many great adventures in a remarkable place called the Hundred Acre Wood.  But the largest and the most extraordinary of all their adventures had yet to begin'."

Soon something from the book fell out and rolled over to Tim it was a medallion. Tim took a look while Jesse and Lex seemed distracted from the book. Then he picked up the medallion curiously. Soon the medallion glowed an autumn-like fashion, blinding him slightly. Tim's emerald eyes widened and then he shut them as Michelle warned the story.

Sure enough, Tim opened his eyes and he appeared to be outside somewhere that was not his own home. "Jesse? Lex" he called out for his younger twin siblings before running around to find them. "C'mon, guys, whatever curse you put on me, it's no fun," Tim saw where he was and he couldn't believe it.

"I'm in the Hundred Acre Wood...but how..." Tim asked as he was alone right now, "man, I just walked into The Baby Zone."

Soon he saw he was wearing the medallion he picked up earlier.

"That must have sent me here...great," Tim moaned.

There was humming heard and Vincent turned to the source as a yellow bear in a red short-sleeved shirt was climbing over a turned over tree trunk.

'I might as well have that other one with,' Vincent thought to himself before going over to the yellow bear.

The bear hummed before falling flat on the ground and chuckled. "Oh, hello there!"

"Hi..." Tim rolled his eyes.

"I'm saying I've never seen you in the Hundred Acre Woods before," the yellow bear said.

"My name's Tim, I'm going to be staying here for a little while," Tim said before whispering to himself, "I hope not for long."

"They call me Winnie the Pooh," the yellow bear announced with glee and chuckled. "Huh...I wonder if I should have some marmalade before Christopher Robin gets here," he went to the nearest tree.

"I hope a bee stings him......" Tim muttered in annoyance of being stuck here. Then he remembered that bees would attack anyone in sight if their marmalade was taken in that world.

"Today, I believe, is a good day to be Pooh," Pooh grinned as he was headed for a tree to meet his human best friend.

'As long as I'm here, I might as well be involved,' Tim thought to himself as he went to the tree.

Pooh hummed to himself along the road as Tim followed against his will.

"And here, I should say, it's a good place to be Pooh," Pooh said once he found the tree. "Any reason that I can think of is good one for being Pooh," he sat down and chuckled to himself, "but the best reason of all is-"

"Pooh Bear," a voice called out.

'I know only one boy who would call Pooh 'Pooh Bear', that must be Christopher Robin,' Tim thought to himself.

Soon Pooh announced that being with his very best friend was the best fact. Just then, Tim turned over and saw Christopher Robin was coming over.

"You're just in time for the best part of the day," Pooh grinned to the human boy as he stood on top of the branch.

"And what could it be, Pooh," Christopher Robin asked, "and who's your new friend?"

"This is Tim," Pooh grinned simply, "and the best part of the day is if you and I become us."

"What am I doing here," Tim complained about being stuck in the Hundred Acre Wood.

Christopher Robin carried Pooh in his arms but seemed to back up slightly off balance to the edge off the cliff and soon they rolled and tumbled down the hill. Soon Tim went down the hill to keep up with them.

"Pooh, there's something I need to warn you about," Christopher Robin frowned as he set the yellow stuffed bear on the ground once they stopped tumbling.

"Is that something good," Pooh asked before he was distracted by a butterfly.

"Not exactly...." Christopher Robin sighed softly as he was sure this was going to be hard on his friends.

"Then it can wait," Pooh replied before he chased after the butterfly.

"Is that possible," Christopher Robin asked, "but how for long?"

"Forever and ever," Pooh replied as he chased the butterfly through the forest.

"What did you have to warn Pooh," Tim asked Christopher Robin.

Christopher Robin sighed softly. "Tomorrow is the first day of fall and that means I have to go to school."

"Oh..." Tim frowned as that was going to be mournful news to Pooh and the others.

"Sure, you know..." Christopher Robin said since Tim was school-aged as well.

"Oh, well, um...my education is different..." Tim replied, "I'm actually home-schooled, where my education never really ends most of the time, unless I visit some friends."

"It's going to be hard on Pooh and the others..." Christopher Robin sighed, "I don't think they would understand."

"Well, we'll deal with that later, now let's hang out with Pooh," Tim said.

"I guess so..." Christopher Robin sighed mournfully.

Alan muffled to the others.

"What," Jesse asked after he took off the tape.

"OW," Alan winced before frowning, "you guys used to be home-schooled? No wonder you're all a bunch of monsters!"

Jesse narrowed his eyes and put the tape back on. "Go ahead, Tim."

"Anyhow, soon Christopher Robin and I caught up with Pooh to spend enough time with him singing," Tim said.

"C'mon, Christopher Robin, we better catch up," Tim decided.

"Alright..." Christopher Robin sighed softly as he felt bad about leaving his friends like this, but his mother warned him that education was reluctant.

"Forever and ever is a very long time, Pooh," Christopher Robin sang as he and Tim began to look for the yellow stuffed bear.

Pooh chuckled innocently as he was hiding right now while Tim began to climb up some trees. "Forever, isn't long at all, if I'm with you."

Once Tim and Christopher Robin found Pooh, they went to get moving.

"I wanna call your name forever, and you will always respond forever," Pooh sang as the boys followed after him, "and both of us will be forever you and me, forever and ever."

Soon the two of them looked through a log.

"I wanna stay like this forever," Christopher Robin sang.

Soon they heard Pooh's chuckles come from some honey pots. Tim winced at first at the honey jars as it made him feel more and more trapped here. Why couldn't had this been one of Barbie's stories?

"If only I could promise forever," Christopher Robin sighed as he checked one pot which was empty, "then we could just be we, forever you and me."

"Forever and ever," Christopher Robin and Pooh said together.

Soon Tim and Christopher Robin both backed up at the entrance of a cave.

"Forever and ever, is a very long time, Pooh," Christopher Robin sighed.

Pooh chuckled as soon as he came out with a giant pot. "Forever isn't long at all, Christopher."

Vincent heard buzzing inside the cave and soon ran as bees swarmed out. Soon they ran towards a boat raft.

"If I'm with you, oh, I wanna be with you forever," Pooh chuckled as he ran onto the raft with the boys to get away from the bees.

And where they had successfully did it, soon Christopher Robin and Tim soon turned around to see that Pooh wasn't there anymore, only to see the honey pot and they knew where he was. Christopher Robin folded his arms and shook his head at the silly old bear. Tim silently chuckled as Pooh was inside of the pot and eating all of the marmalade. Soon Pooh burst out through the pot. Soon Christopher Robin and Pooh shared a hug together.

"What am I doing here," Vincent moaned, "that's worse than Barney the Dinosaur."

'Soon you will know the response, youngster,' a voice said.

Tim looked around for the source of the voice.

'Where does that voice come from,' Tim thought to himself.

'You sure recognize me, Tim,' the voice replied.

Tim looked around for the voice as Christopher Robin and Pooh bonded. 'Who is that voice,' he thought to himself again.

Soon there was a chuckle heard.

Tim looked around until he came to what looked like a symbol of a red star with sparkling other white stars. "Looks like Aunt Twilight's beauty mark..." he observed.

"Indeed not," Flurry Heart chuckled as she jumped on Tim's shoulders.

"Flurry Heart," Tim asked, recognizing her from his father's stories.

Flurry Heart chuckled and hung her head upside down while looking into his green eyes with her violet eyes. "Hello, funny face!"

Soon Tim fell slightly as Flurry Heart got off his back and waved her wings to keep herself in the air.

"Aunt Twilight says that you're here to learn a lesson," Flurry Heart warned Tim.

"What lesson am I supposed to learn here," Tim asked the young alicorn princess.

"You'll find out," Flurry Heart said before disappearing.

"Don't leave me here," Tim begged, "this place is for babies!" This yell was so loud that it echoed across the Hundred Acre Wood. "GAAUGH," he moaned and then fell to the ground as he was trapped here with no road out.

Sure enough, the sun was starting to set, and Tim had to admit that the sunset was beautiful.

"It's all so colorful..." Tim grinned as his artist side flared up. Soon he saw Christopher Robin and Pooh were making their road back to the tree. He stared at the heavens as he thought it would make a lovely picture, but soon he shook his head and chased after Christopher Robin and Pooh to see what they were up to.

"This story is boring," Alan complained, "I thought you guys did something emotional!"

Soon Glen taped Alan's mouth shut again and made sure he didn't take it away. Alan frowned as he hated this.

"I know, it looks cute right now, but it gets a little eerie after that night," Tim replied.

This suddenly got Alan interested.

"But there were three facts we had to remember later," Tim said.

"Three facts," Ellie asked.

Tim nodded and then he continued his story.

"And so they stayed together, doing whatever a boy and a bear could do so," Michelle's voice narrated, "and as the day started to wind down, Christopher Robin had completely forgotten that he had something left to warn Pooh about."

"Pooh Bear," Christopher Robin said to his best friend, "there's one fact we didn't do today."

"And what was that," Pooh asked.

"Oh, nothing," Christopher Robin said.

"Nothing? Christopher Robin, Tim, what's nothing," Pooh asked them.

"Well, I'm forewarned that this means moving on, listening to all the facts you can't hear and not disturbing yourself," Christopher Robin replied.

"It's when people say 'What are you two doing?' and you say 'Oh, nothing', and you do it," Tim added.

"It's sort of nothing we're doing right now," Christopher Robin added.

"Mum gets mad at me if I don't do anything," Tim chuckled. Soon he saw that now was the time to joke as Christopher Robin looked like he was going to say something. "Huh...I'm sorry..." he grinned sheepishly.

Christopher Robin sighed as he leaned up against the trunk with his hands behind his head. "I wish that could go on forever."

"Well, then we have to do it again tomorrow and the day after and the next day after that," Pooh replied.

Christopher Robin knew that this wasn't easy. "Pooh Bear," he spoke up softly, "what if...one day, there was a tomorrow if we're apart?"

Soon Pooh grinned and was distracted by fireflies. Tim rolled his eyes as Pooh was easily distracted until he looked to the fireflies and grinned as it made him think of the Princess and the Frog story about Tiana and Prince Naveen.

"As long as we're separated together, I'm sure everything will be fine," Pooh grinned as he followed the fireflies.

"Yes, yes, sure," Christopher Robin replied as this was harder than he thought it would be since Pooh Bear wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer, "but...if we weren't together if I was...elsewhere?"

"Oh, but you really could be, because I'd be lost enough without you," Pooh replied as he caught a firefly in his paws before it flew him up in the air and soon flew out of sight and out of mind, "who would I call these days if I'm just not strong enough? Or...brave enough?"

"Well, actually---" Christopher Robin tried.

"And who would I ask if I needed advice if I didn't know which direction to go," Pooh said as he tried catch the fireflies again.

"Pooh, we-" Christopher Robin tried again.

"Us," Pooh replied as he then climbed again. "We just wouldn't...." he suddenly yawned.

"Oh, Pooh..." Christopher Robin sighed to him before climbing up to be with the bear, "if ever there's a tomorrow if we're not together, there's something you need to remember."

"And what could that be, Christopher Robin," Pooh yawned.

"You're braver than you think," Christopher Robin listed, "and stronger than you look, and smarter than you think."

"That's easy to remember," Vincent said. Then his eyes seemed to glow as these qualities would be important for later.

"That really is," Pooh chuckled with Vincent. "You're braver than a bee, and, uh, longer than a tree, and taller than a goose! Or was that a moose," he looked like he was about to fall asleep.

"Whoops, looks like someone's falling asleep," Tim grinned.

"No, silly old bear," Christopher Robin chuckled to Pooh. "You're braver than you look, and stronger than you look, and smarter than you think," he added one more fact, "but the most reluctant fact is that even though we're apart, I'll always be with you."

Soon Pooh had fell asleep. Soon Tim yawned as he felt tired himself.

"I'll see both of you after school," Christopher Robin whispered to him as Vincent brought Pooh down from the tree to get him home.

"See you later," Vincent nodded as he went to bring Pooh home to get some sleep and where it was easy to find.

Vincent put Pooh Bear in his pajamas and helped him into bed the fashion that his mother would to him and his siblings or how Lex would with her baby dolls. Soon he felt tired. Then he looked to the couch and took out an extra pillow and blanket and decided to get some sleep as he had no other choice.

'Whatever lesson I'm supposed to learn here, I hope he learns it soon,' Tim thought to himself. Soon he yawned and fell asleep.

"And now, the adventure really begins..." Tim's voice narrated.

"Eventually," Alan's voice muffled.

The next morning came in the Hundred Acre Wood. Tim yawned as he awakened, he hoped that it was all a dream, but soon awakened on Pooh Bear's couch and as he recognized the setting, he was disappointed to see that he was yet in 'The Baby Zone.'

'Oh, great,' Tim thought to himself.

"It's the first day of fall," Pooh cheered from upstairs.

"Great, he's awake..." Tim complained.

"Good morning, Tim," Pooh grinned as he rushed out.

"Good morning, Pooh Bear, where's the fire," Tim replied.

"Oh, no fire here, I'm going to see Christopher Robin for another fun day," Pooh grinned.

"Oh, wait, he won't be here," Tim tried to stop him. Unfortunately for him, Pooh was too happy to listen as soon as he jumped on a pile of leaves, only to see that he landed on a honey pot.

Tim sighed. "WAIT!! Hey, wait a second," he rushed out to join the stuffed bear.

"A time of hot chocolate mornings and toasted marshmallow afternoons," Pooh grinned as he thought of the facts he loved the most about the Fall season, "and best of all, jumping into the leaves! Oh, someone left a jar of marmalade...all alone and lonely......"

"Pooh," Tim called out, "STOP!! Christopher Robin is-"  Soon he saw the marmalade pot had a note on it, warning him it was from Christopher Robin while the stuffed bear didn't know as he was going to eat from it. Tim sighed as he came past the marmalade pot as the bear ate it. "Well, at least Christopher Robin was kind enough to leave a note with that marmalade..." he had to admit, "just don't leave Spike a note on a pile of sapphires or rubies."

Again, Pooh wasn't listening as he was eating the honey.

Tim just sighed to this. "Seriously, why am I here," she asked. "Why couldn't they send Lex here? She's the baby of the family," he followed Pooh again as he went to the tree to ask Christopher Robin what to do. Tim sighed as Pooh was rather lost and simple-minded.

Once there, Pooh didn't seem to find Christopher Robin anywhere near the tree.

"Pooh, there's something you should know," Tim tried to explain.

"I think I know what to do," Pooh replied, "I'll ask Piglet for help."

"This is not going as well as I thought," Tim said.

Sure enough, Pooh came to Piglet's house and knocked on the door as he held the pot in his hands. "Piglet? Piglet, Christopher Robin is gone!"

As he was at the door, random acorns fell down and hit Pooh on the head.

"Why, Piglet? What are you doing here," Pooh asked as he looked high up into the tree where his tiny friend was.

"Piglet, come down from there, it's not safe," Tim called out.

"I'm doing exactly what Christopher Robin said I should be doing here," Piglet called back. "I'm going to look my fear of heights straight in the face and beat it," he gasped as the branches began to snap, "that is, if it doesn't conquer me first!"

"I think I let you do it at a safe height," Tim warned him.

Piglet looked down and covered his eyes as he looked deathly frightened. "CHRISTOPHER RO-OBIN!!"

"Hang on, we're coming, Piglet," Tim called out before starting to climb the tree.

"Are you looking for him as well," Pooh called out to Piglet before he got tackled by a certain other.

Tim tried not to look down as he was going to help Piglet. After climbing for a while, eventually got to Piglet, only to feel the tree shaking.

"Easy now, easy," Tim said to himself as he tried not to lose his balance.

"You're not Christopher Robin," Piglet said to Tim.

"My name's Tim; I'm going to help you down," Tim said as he tried to reach out for him.

Piglet trembled and reached out for Tim to be let safely down.

"It's alright, I have you," Tim consoled as he held Piglet down.

To make matters worse, the tree shook again and soon he saw why until he saw a familiar tiger-like fashion bouncing up and down on his tail.

"TIGGER," Tim yelped.

"Who's that," the tiger wondered.

"Tigger, this is Tim," Pooh introduced.

"Well, hi, Timmy boy," Tigger grinned.

"Uh, Tigger, perhaps you should stop bouncing before you make the acorns fall off the tree," Tim suggested as he was about to reach the bottom. He held Piglet close in his arms to get the poor pig safely to the bottom where Pooh and Tigger were, and where as he got to the ground, all of the acorns fell off the tree. "Well, that could've ended badly," he grinned sheepishly at the result.

The acorns seemed to flood and carry them away as a certain rabbit was in his own garden.

"I just had to open my big mouth," Tim sighed.

The others chuckled slightly to Tim as he bore a deadpan expression.

"Poor Rabbit..." Tim sighed as he folded his arms before continuing the story.

Soon Tim saw a familiar donkey stuffed animal in front of them building his house.

"It doesn't matter if you think you're not ripe," Rabbit frowned at the carrot he tried to pull out of his garden, "this is Rabbit's garden, and Rabbit does his harvester BY THE BOOK!!"

"Wow, and I thought Mum had a garden problem," Tim muttered, "uh, you might want to step aside, Rabbit!"

Rabbit's eyes widened and he turned to see the acorn swarm and yelped as soon as he was wiped into it.

"He noticed that you should've left the road," Tim said.

"Hello, Rabbit," Pooh grinned innocently.

Soon Eeyore placed a branch on top of his pile, which was his house. "It's not a big house.....just ideal for a donkey..." the donkey sighed in slight depression. Soon he felt the ground shake from the incoming acorns and boy and other stuffed animals.

Soon then they all smashed against each other.

"Easy come...easy go..." Eeyore sighed before the branches broke apart from each other.

"I'm sorry about that, Eeyore," Tim warned him.

"Excuse me, Rabbit, but if I had a, um...ahem...Christopher Robin on you," Pooh asked as Rabbit had damage balancing with the acorns.

"No, I haven't seen him," Rabbit replied before falling yet again.

"Here, let me help you," Tim said as he placed Piglet on the ground without any acorns on the ground before helping Rabbit.

"It's all so annoying," Pooh frowned as Christopher Robin didn't seem to be anywhere, "he's not where he should be and he wasn't where we were, and it seems like he's nowhere to be seen where he can warn me whose marmalade that is."

"The name is probably on the note on that," Tim stated the obvious as he got Rabbit on the ground without any acorns on his feet.

"Thank you, young man," Rabbit said to Tim.

"No problem," Tim replied.

"Well, it's not mine and I don't have time," Rabbit said to Pooh about the marmalade, "it's Harvest Day!"

"That would explain why you were in your garden," Tim said.

"Oh, you're familiar with Harvest Day, right," Rabbit replied.

"Yes, it's one of the facts that drives my mother crazy," Tim chuckled as he remembered how Cynthia would react in these situations.

"Then that must mean she's a gardener," Rabbit grinned.

"Most of the time, yes," Tim replied, "Mum loves nature."

"Then it must be mine," Tigger said about the marmalade pot.

"I thought tiggers hated marmalade," Tim smirked.

"Marmalade," Tigger moaned after he took a handful of some in his mouth and held out the jar in dismay, "yuck! Ptooey!  Blech!  Tiggers do not like marmalade!"

"It's not mine," Eeyore droned dully, "but again, few facts are."

"Read the note," Tim said simply.

"Read the note," Rabbit repeated, "why Tim, how smart you are, I'll just read it."

Tim rolled his eyes, but then grinned.

"Or I would...if I could..." Pooh said.

"It could be because of the marmalade it has," Tim said.

"Could you read that, Tim," Pooh asked.

"Let me try..." Tim took the note and looked rather stuck, "wow, that marmalade actually did a number on this note."

"Oh, let me read it," Rabbit said.

Then Tim handed the note to Rabbit to see if he could make any sense of it, only for him to read out gibberish.

"Can no one in this place read," Tim face-palmed.

"We could visit Owl," Pooh suggested.

"He's our best vet," Tim said.

Then they all went to visit Owl where they could get to the bottom of the mystery to where Christopher Robin was.

"Guys, it's Fall, and that means Christopher Robin is in-" Tim tried to warn them.

Unfortunately for him, they weren't listening.

"Anyone listening to me," Tim complained.

"Csendes," Rabbit silenced him, "Owl is working!"

"Ugh," Tim moaned.

Owl scraped some marmalade away from the note and was able to read the words. "'Dear Pooh', it begins," he said before continuing to read, "'worry...about...me. I'm...going...far away.  Help,' and the note is signed 'Cram Fromin Bobin'."

"Oh, boy..." Tim whispered.

"Oh, Christopher Robin," Owl chuckled as he read the name clearer.

"Christopher Robin," Rabbit asked in worry.

"I have gone far," Piglet added, "oh, what a frightening thought!"

"There's yet some marmalade on the piece of paper that might warn us where he's gone if you take some marmalade out of it," Tim said.

Pooh stared out the window as he looked very forlorn without Christopher Robin being there.

"He went to..." Owl looked through the note. "S-C-H-O-O-L," he gasped. "Skull," he closed his curtains and lit a candle to make it sound eerie.

"Skull," Pooh asked, "what is this place?"

"Actually S-C-H-O-O-L spells-" Tim tried to explain, only to be shut out by Pooh and his friends.

"Well, judging by the sound, it must be an eerie and dangerous place," Owl said before having damage with the sticky note.

"Why do I even bother with this," Tim complained as the others ignored him.

"They were hard to reach," Tim warned the others, "I had the worst headache, but it'll all be worth it soon."

"Well, then we have to bring him back to us and me," Pooh frowned as he took the note from Owl.

"Then this is a mission, yes," Owl replied in delight. "Oh, that's a ghost," he went to his shelves to find supplies, "a long and dangerous journey through the great unknown. Of course, you'll need a map."

"D-D-Dangerous," Piglet whined.

Soon Owl brought out a blank rolled up paper. Soon the others gathered as Owl went to work while Tim looked irritated the more time he spent in the Hundred Acre Wood.

"You...you wouldn't have imagined we'd meet some, uh...h-h-h-heffalumps," Piglet asked hesitantly after he climbed on top of Eeyore.

"Oh, thank you, I almost forgot," Owl chuckled as he took out a quill to draw out a map for the others, "heffalump herds!"

"Jag-u-lars," Pooh asked, afraid.

"W-W-What about the r-r-rugs," Tigger asked.

"Oh, there are only a few, and not to mention the terrifying Skullasaurus there," Owl said as he made the map.

Tim never heard of these creatures, but they sounded kinda eerie. "It certainly can't get any worse than anything from the Everfree Forest," he replied hesitantly even though Timberwolves weren't feared as much as they used to be since Apple Bloom started going out with Timber.

"S-S-Skouras P-Pictures," Tigger sounded terrified.

"Oh, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon," Owl replied before flying toward them. "Without a monster or two, it's not a mission, just a bunch of friends wandering around," he started to laugh out of emotion.

Tim felt more and more disturbed, though he was sure there was nothing to be afraid of and everyone was just being babyish, but soon he was starting to feel afraid himself.

"How I envy you," Owl grinned to the others, "not everyone has a chance to face the unspoken threats of the great unknown."

"I'm sure there's nothing to be afraid of..." Tim said uneasily.

"Today's the day, in only a matter of moments, you'll all be on your road," Owl began to sing to the others, "what lurks around the corner, not a soul can say, but I can guess."

Soon he showed an eerie shadow figure, frightening Piglet, who hid in Pooh's red shirt.

"More or less hidden dangers great duress, ah, the moment of glory is close at hand," Owl sang.

Piglet shivered as he hid in immense fear.

"Ooh-wee! It's gonna be grand, adventure is a wonderful fact," Owl sang with glee.

'Feels like it's gonna be just eerie,' Tim thought.

Soon Owl came to Pooh and gave him a single marmalade pot.

"Pack only the essentials, I'll warn you what to bring," Owl grinned to Pooh.

Pooh grinned back as he was given the marmalade pot, but soon looked rather weak as he was packed with several items, including his friends.

"Your strength, your nerve, your hearts, your wits, and for skullasaurus attacks, a first aid kit," Owl continued.

"Of course not," Tim said before seeing the others getting lost.

"Adventure is a hoot and a half, you'll face unearthly dangers and look at them laugh," Owl sang as he marked paths for them to pass through.

Piglet, was of course, afraid about being lost and looked terrified at the sights Owl had mentioned.

"The claws, the teeth, the chase, the thrill, you'll never want to come home, perhaps you never will," Owl continued.

"Wait, what," Tim gulped.

"That's the beauty of adventure, it's strictly sink or float, it runs you until you're ragged, but it catches you by the throat, you attempt to survive it, though the chances are remote," Owl continued, "lucky you, wish I was coming as well, adventure is a wonderful fact!"

'This guy seemed less crazy than he is now,' Tim thought to himself.

"I almost forgot the best part, not only will you save your best friend from the most dangerous game, but also the most dangerous part of the dangerous world! The eye of the skull itself," Owl said dramatically.

"Maybe you could join us," Pooh suggested hesitantly.

"No, no, you go ahead," Owl replied as he pulled a trapdoor to get them out of his house to start their grand adventure.

"Hey, wait," Tim yelled.

"Oh, you're lucky," Owl beamed as they fell out with their marmalade pot and map and themselves, "tallyho and toodle-oo! Ready now?  Noble chin!  Chest out, belly in!  Make a fuss, have a fling.  Throw a postcard, give me a ring.  Get the lead out!"

"Oh, dear, you don't want to! You're coming with us," Tim frowned as he caught Owl and brought him with them.

Owl yelped as he seemed forced suddenly.

"You're dragging us into this and you're gonna get us out," Tim snapped.

"Smart thinking, Tim," Rabbit smirked.

Tim smirked back.

"Oh, are you sure I'm allowed," Owl asked.

"You wanted to come, but why not," Tim smirked to Owl.

"I said it, right," Owl gulped.

"Yes, you did, now c'mon," Tim replied.

"And then Pooh and his friends crossed out into, well, that part of the Hundred Acre Wood that Owl called 'the great unknown'," Michelle narrated, "'it was the beginning of their search for Christopher Robin. They would find him, Owl said, if they could get through the forest.  For the forest, Owl said, was complete with heffalumps, and woozles, and, who knows how much worse?'"

"Ouch! Ouch!  Ouch!  Why did there have to be thorns," Tim complained.

"Look," Pooh pointed ahead.

"What is this," Tim asked.

"The 'Upside Down Rock'," Owl informed as he pointed the place out on his map for the others, "if you made it this far, you're where monsters are."

"What," Vincent yelped.

Soon there was a distant howling heard, which made all of them extremely hesitant.

"What was that," Piglet grinned hesitantly.

"Looks very hungry for a heffalump," Tigger replied.

"That sounded just like a w-w-wolf," Tim gulped.

Soon they all backed up hesitantly as the sound continued.

"I'd say it's a big old carniosaur with bulging eyes and saber teeth," Owl suggested.

"Well, we better hope it's none, since wolves are carnivores, which means they eat meat," Tim gulped.

"Which fashion do we run," Tigger moaned.

"Where did we hide," Piglet yelped.

"What's the shortest shortcut home," Rabbit lamented.

"Owl, please, let us know which fashion to go," Vincent begged.

"Pooh's in charge, he must decide," Owl replied.

"Oh, um..." Pooh looked at the map and pointed to the left, "I believe that fashion is a good fashion."

"Run," Tim yelled.

Soon the others ran one fashion as suggested and directed.

"Although, this path could be better," Pooh suggested, pointing to the right.

"Faster! Faster," Tim yelled.

"If not here..." Pooh tried.

Soon they all began to run around in circles.

Soon Tim came to Pooh Bear's side as he was annoyed and aggravated. "Let me see that," he frowned, annoyed.

"Oh, sure, here it is, Tim," Pooh chuckled as he handed the map over to the boy.

Vincent swiped it and then took a look at it.

"We're not getting anywhere fast, Pooh, and that just won't listen," Rabbit scolded, "a leader should be someone with leadership, fast thinking, informed. Someone like---"

'Oh, boy; I better move ahead to Rabbit, where he can just stop trying to make it sound like he's speaking about someone else,' Tim thought to himself. Then he gave him the map.

"Who, me," Rabbit grinned smugly, "why, Tim, you shouldn't."

Soon the growling sound returned and Rabbit swiftly took a map to find a road out of there.

"Why not take a walk through that beautiful meadow," Owl suggested.

"I agree," Tim gulped.

Then they went that fashion, only for black crows to call and scatter out of the road as the lovely meadow was anything but.

"So many thorns...." Tim said hesitantly as he tried not to get stabbed by any of the thorns, "Rabbit, are you sure we're heading in the right direction?"

"Oh, look," Rabbit grinned to a plant, "is that a golden dahlia daffodil?"

"Looks like a Venusian flytrap to me," Tim shrugged as he didn't understand Latin.

"Uh...looks like you might be right, Vincent." Rabbit said hesitantly.

"What exactly is this location, Rabbit," Pooh asked as he climbed over some thorny branches, "and could it be closer to Christopher Robin than farther away?"

"Owl, you wrote the map, let us know where we are," Vincent said.

"Why, we're right here, where else would we be," Owl replied.

Tim face-palmed. "But where is this here?"

"I believe I labeled this as a nice, peaceful place," Owl shrugged to himself.

"And before that, would it be eerie, thorny path," Vincent gulped.

"Huh...let me see here...." Owl took his map as he was the only one who didn't seem to be afraid.

Piglet yelped and winced as he kept getting poked by the thorns. "Oh, d-d-dear," he trembled in pain, "this isn't the place for a horribly frightened little animal like me."

"Don't worry, we won't be here for long," Tim assured him.

Soon Tigger and Eeyore caught up. Soon there was a growling heard again, which frightened everyone instantly.

"W-What is that," Vincent gulped.

Piglet ran away as he was the most afraid.

"Piglet, come back," Pooh called out to him, "I can't lose you as well!"

"Piglet, please wait," Tim called out.

Piglet kept running and running until he was out of the thorns and into a new spot, which actually did look peaceful.

Vincent ran after Piglet, wincing at some thorns and some of his clothes got torn in the process and where he saw a meadow. "Oh, it kind of reminds me of Dapplewood..." he commented after he saw the peaceful and silent meadow outside of the thorn garden.

Piglet looked all around and grinned as he liked this much better.

"It sure looks peaceful, doesn't it," Tim grinned to Piglet.

"It really looks like....." Piglet agreed before he ran out to check it out.

Tim decided that maybe this adventure wouldn't be too bad. Soon Piglet and Tim laughed as they decided to have fun in the meadow together and where sure enough, the rest of the group came.

"Auntie Shrew would love to be here..." Tim grinned as the butterflies danced around him, "hello, guys."

One butterfly seemed to be tugging at his hood while another one tugged at Piglet's collar.

"My heavens," Pooh grinned as he came with the others, "I believe you made some new friends, Piglet and Tim."

"Absolutely," Tim grinned.

"I believe you're right, Pooh." Piglet chuckled to himself.

"These little ones sure do like us," Tim grinned.

Then the butterflies seemed to whistle and summoned more butterflies toward Piglet and Tim.

"Uh...why are there more of them coming at us," Tim asked.

"Face it, Piglet and Timmy Boy, old friend," Tigger chuckled, "you're just popular."

"Some piglets and boys do so, some donkeys don't," Eeyore sulked.

"Sounds like it was great," Ellie's voice said.

"Would have if the butterflies hadn't tried to take me and Piglet off," Tim's voice replied.

"But wait, this can happen," Randolph asked in surprise as he was at his laptop, but he was listening to the story.

"Yes," Tim said, "they tried to take us off with them."

"Gawrsh..." Randolph muttered.

Back in the story, the butterflies tried to fly Tim and Piglet off.

"Woah," Tim yelped.

"Oh! I believe Piglet and Tim, they want you to take it home with them," Pooh grinned to Piglet and Tim.

"Um...well, I'm sorry, guys, but we're kind of busy right now," Tim said.

"Boys, don't leave," Pooh ran after them as the butterflies kept carrying them.

"Warn the butterflies," Tim warned him.

"Jump, guys, we'll get you guys probably," Tigger called out.

"Let's try to get rid of the butterflies," Tim told him.

"Oh, Tim, I don't think we'll ever go down," Piglet covered his eyes.

"Yes, let's go," Tim said.

"Maybe you can ask your friends to bring him back," Pooh suggested.

"Let's try it," Tim said.

"I'm not sure where I am," Piglet replied as he had his eyes covered since he hated heights.

"Barre your eyes," Tim warned him.

"I-I can't..." Piglet shook his head.

"Uh...butterflies, could they bring me and Piglet closer together," Tim asked.

Then the butterflies seemed to be fulfilling his request. Tim and Piglet were now right next to each other. Soon Tim caught hold Piglet's right hand with his left hand. Piglet whined as he was too afraid to even look.

"It's alright, Piglet, I'm fine here," Tim consoled the coward of Pooh and his gang.

Soon Piglet got less afraid as he started to uncover his eyes.

"It's alright, I have you..." Tim consoled Piglet, "don't be afraid."

Piglet began to try to open his eyes. He was yet hesitant, but he seemed to feel a lot more comfortable and calm with Vincent past his side.

'Perhaps what Christopher Robin said yesterday will help,' Tim thought to himself.

Pooh tried to advise Piglet with what Christopher Robin warned him yesterday before he 'mysteriously disappeared' although he pronounced it wrong.

Tim sighed and shook his head at Pooh Bear's little errors. "Piglet, he means you're braver than you believe," He said.

"Braver than I believe," Piglet asked.

"Yes, you might be afraid right now, but courage really comes from within, like your heart," Tim advised.

"What if you say so," Piglet trembled as he tried to open his eyes all the road. He was yet a little afraid as he was high in the heavens, but soon he settled down.

"Now we just have to deal with the butterflies," Tim said.

"How are we going to make them let us down," Piglet wondered.

"Uh...excuse me, butterflies, we love this and all, but we prefer the ground please, thank you so much," Tim warned the butterflies, thanking in the fashion that Eloise often did like while charging Room Service.

"Well, did it work," Glen asked.

"It worked for the most part," Tim replied, "much better than I thought it would."

Soon the butterflies placed both of them back on the ground. Tim and Piglet grinned to each other as they were back on the ground. They were now standing in a beautiful flower garden.

"Ooh, nice," Tim smiled.

"Brave indeed..." Rabbit mumbled as he dizzily stood up from the flower field, "now, i-if you don't mind, uh, Cressifer Ribbon.....Rissifer Crobbin.....Rossifer Crubbin.....is, uh, this fashion."

"Lead the road, Rabbit," Owl said.

Tim rolled his eyes. "You made the map!"

"Oh, but Rabbit is the browser," Owl replied innocently.

"Fair enough," Tim moaned.

Then Tigger, Owl and Eeyore began to follow after Rabbit.

"Are you all right, boys," Pooh asked Piglet and Vincent.

"Yes, we're alright," Tim said.

Piglet bowed his head as he doubted himself as brave.

"What's wrong, Piglet," Tim asked.

"Oh, Tim, you were the brave one, not me," Piglet replied.

"Piglet, you're brave; one day, your bravery will show," Vincent said.

"Do you think so," Piglet asked.

"I know you do so," Tim grinned, "you just have to believe in yourself!"

"I-I'll try," Piglet said.

"I know you can do that," Tim encouraged, "you're braver than you believe."

"I-If you say so," Piglet gulped.

Vincent took Piglet's hand and soon they caught up with the others to find Christopher Robin.

"Was the rest of the trip eerie," Alan asked after he took off the tape, suddenly not finding this story to be babyish.

"It was really eerie and creepy," Tim nodded, "I felt so lost and afraid, especially without Mum and Dad there."

"Wow," Alan said, "did you guys have to cross an eerie bridge?"

"There was a lookout hill, Forbidden Mountains, and it was starting to get dark as he went..." Tim sighed.

"Wow! How long was his school," Ellie asked.

"It seemed that always at this time," Tim replied, "Jesse, Lex and I didn't have a real school, except for perhaps real preparation if we went with Sofia in Enchancia."

"Nice," Alan grinned.

"Oh, there was also that time at Hawthorne Prep with Eloise and Jenny," Jesse reminded.

"Yes, but that shouldn't have happened," Tim replied, "this school was awful."

"Totally," Lex said.

"Well, what just happened next," Alan asked.

"It was starting to get dark and gloomy," Tim continued, which made Annie grin, "to and fro, the map took us to all the places Christopher Robin wasn't, but none of the places he was. And yet Rabbit refused to realize the map didn't know which fashion it was going.  Damn you, Owl!"

"Owl, are you sure we're going in the right direction," Tim asked.

"Ask Rabbit, he's the--" Owl was about to say.

"I don't ask the navigator, I ask whoever made the map," Tim cut off sharply.

"Uh, well, uh..." Owl gulped.

Tim narrowed his eyes. "Yes, Owl?"

"I'm not sure..." Owl admitted.

"Wait, where you just drew random pictures," Tim frowned at him.

"I suppose this would be correct," Owl replied honestly and innocently.

"Oh, c'mon," Tim complained.

"It's not that bad," Owl replied.

"NOT SO BAD," Tim replied, "WE'RE LOST IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!!" This yell was so loud that it echoed across the ravine as they were now going to cross a log.

"Well, we're going east to south first, then south to east," Rabbit looked through the map as Tigger imitated him, "of course, minus the magnetic variation plus the wind drift, we're clearly going, uh...this way!"

"Uh, alright," Tim said.

"I wonder if these rather unwelcoming-looking facts could be the Forbidden Mountains where Christopher Robin is," Pooh suggested.

"Perhaps," Tim gulped.

"You're right, Pooh," Rabbit agreed.

"You found them, mate," Tigger added.

"Then let's get to these mountains," Tim grinned.

"I'm sorry," Rabbit stopped them all. "The fashion there is over there," he pointed to the right.

Pooh and Tigger looked to each other in confusion. Soon Tim turned Rabbit around to where a log bridge was.

"Well, what are you going to believe," Rabbit grinned coolly at Tim, "this official card or your own eyes?"

"Uh, Rabbit, I think the bridge looks like he would lead to the other side," Tim said.

"Oh, Tim, you should learn to trust others," Rabbit patted him on the head like a foolish child.

'Hold back, Tim, hold back,' Tim thought to himself.

"See for yourself and you'll see what we're right," Rabbit handed the map to both Tim and Pooh with a chuckle, "it's alright there in black-and-white."

"It looks confusing," Tim said.

Pooh seemed to be flying with the map as it blew in the wind.

"Why would anyone go wondering where to go if they have to follow a map," Rabbit grinned.

"What if the card flies," Tim asked.

Soon Rabbit took the map from Pooh's paws, which sent the bear fall on the ground.

"That was close," Tim sighed.

"A card is not a guess, an estimate, or a premonition," Rabbit began, "a feeling or a foolish intuition."

"Oh, please, don't start singing," Tim moaned.

Unfortunately for him, it was no use. Tim covered his ears before he fell to the ground in annoyance.

"I'll just skip the song," Tim's voice said as soon as the story fast forwarded to where the map was being blown out of Rabbit's hand.

Ellie chuckled a little. Tim grinned as this story was being entertaining for everyone. Cynthia came in with a grin and left a plate of her famous snicker-doodles and patted Tim on the head before going back into the kitchen to clean up.

"Well, the wind blew the card out of his hand," Alan asked as he ate a biscuit.

"Yes, and it was worse until the card broke apart and we only had half," Tim nodded.

"Where did the other half end up," Ellie asked.

"Oh, yes...this..." Tim grinned hesitantly as he remembered on that fateful day.

After the map tore in half, they all rushed to get the other half. Tigger tried to bounce high to get the other half of the map, only not to be able to reach it.

"At least, his tail isn't trapped," Tim grinned sheepishly.

SMASH!!

"I bewitched it, didn't I," Tim was too afraid to look.

"Huh...I wonder what makes this tail fail," Tigger pondered as he picked up his tail as he sat on the broken bridge, "perhaps that just doesn't have what it takes."

'Does he doubt himself,' Tim thought to himself.

Tigger looked down as this felt instantly dangerous. "Yikes," he growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "CHRISTOPHER ROBIN!!"

This yell was so loud that it echoed across the chasm. "I better help him," Tim said.

Tigger whined as he felt stuck.

"Hang on, Tigger, we're coming," Tim consoled.

They were up really high, where Tim had to be careful.

"Don't look down..." Tim gulped to himself as he went to help poor Tigger. Soon he started to make his road to Tigger without looking down. He took a hold of Tigger and then looked up. "Well, how do I get back up there," he wondered.

"H-How should I know," Tigger shivered.

The others looked down from high up in the cliff.

"Tigger, of all the safer places, I don't think this is one," Pooh warned his striped friend, "you could fall."

"Pooh, that doesn't help in this situation," Tim warned him.

The log started to crack and tumble.

"Aw, man, I have to think about something," Tim panicked, "Tigger, can't you just get us out?"

"The wind isn't right," Tigger explained to him hesitantly.

This was the perfect time for another word from what Christopher Robin said the other day.

"But there is no wind," Piglet warned Tigger.

"OK, that's it, you have me," Tigger whined, "the truth is my cock just doesn't have enough strength."

"Tigger, you're stronger than you seem," Tim said.

"Do you mean Timmy Boy," Tigger asked.

"I know," Tim grinned.

Tigger grinned back.

"Now go ahead and jump," Tim encouraged.

Soon Tigger gulped before looking up.

"C'mon...you can do it...." Tim motivated.

"I...I can't," Tigger pouted, "I'm going the road I've had it. A second-class bouncer!"

'That's bad,' Tim thought to himself.

Soon the others tried to help, but Eeyore mostly just stood there.

"Seriously, Eeyore," Tim frowned.

"I don't think I'd be of much help," Eeyore replied depressingly enough.

"At least, try to help," Tim said.

"Alright..." Eeyore replied softly and drearily. Soon he began to follow the others.

Tim caught hold of his tail.

Eeyore yelped and soon bit onto a root to keep them all from falling to death.

"Oh, my heavens, Tim," Alan yelped, "death in a roller-coaster story?!"

Then the others looked and smirked to him as he was getting interested in the story.

"I don't care," Alan replied.

"Well, what just happened," Ellie asked.

"We were literally hanging on a cliff," Tim replied, "I was very sorry for Eeyore, but he stopped us and facts got worse from then on."

Eeyore groaned and grumbled something out while he bit onto the root while holding the rest of them up.

"What did you say, Eeyore," Pooh asked.

Eeyore let go of the root and frowned down slightly. "I said 'Ouch'."

"You just let go of the root, didn't you," Tim asked Eeyore.

Then Eeyore looked to notice that he did just that and they were all instantly falling down to a pit down below, which made them all shriek.

"I hope we have a soft landing," Tim shrieked.

They all yelped until there was a splash heard after they landed.

"River," Alan's voice asked.

"Actually, I think it was mud," Tim's voice replied.

"Well, I was right about the soft part," Tim moaned.

"Oh, Tim, is that you," Piglet looked relieved after he came out, shaking off the mess away from his body.

"Yes, that's me," Tim said as he got the mud off him.

Pooh emerged from the mud himself and got it away from him instantly. "Now, don't worry, Piglet," he consoled his cowardly and tiny friend, "it's just me."

"Oh...yikes," Piglet was soothed until he saw something emerge from behind Tim.

"What," Tim asked.

"Now, don't worry, Piglet," Pooh grinned simply, "it's just Tigger and Rabbit and Eeyore and Owl."

"Indeed not," Owl nodded.

"The card," Rabbit beamed once he found the other half of the map that was in his paw, "the card! Hoo-hoo!  We've had it!  Whoo-hoo!  We can go now!"

"Uh, but how do we put them together," Tim asked.

"Don't worry, we can fix that," Owl promised.

Then there was the growling sound again, which concerned them all.

"Can we worry now," Tim shivered.

"Y-Yes, now would be the perfect time," Owl gulped.

Piglet, of course, had no damage about concerning already. Tim was there to console/soothe Piglet. Then they all began to run off of the possible Skullasaurus.

"I hope we find Christopher Robin soon," Tim shrieked, hearing the frustrated striped tiger shout his name.

After they came out of the mud, they were now in a foggy and gray area, which looked much like the Gray Area in the Netherworld was forbidden, especially to these in training.

"T-That looks a little eerie," Tim gulped.

"What's the Gray Area," Alan asked.

"Don't ask," Jesse and Lex replied as he was better off not knowing especially since he was a mortal.

Tim sniffled as he felt so afraid and lost now. "I want my mummy," he cried out in grief.

"D-Don't worry, Tim; everything will be fine," Rabbit gulped.

Tim silently whined as he tried to settle down where he could set a good example. Rabbit pieced the map together as he took the navigation again.

'Let's hope nothing else happens,' Tim thought to himself.

"I know he went this fashion, a-a-and I found it, but then I'm lost and if I don't dig," Rabbit sounded lost.

'Is he doubting himself,' Tim thought.

"You might know which fashion Christopher Robin is, uh...from here, Rabbit," Pooh asked.

"Uh, uh, well...I mean..." Rabbit stammered as he held the map's pieces and then looked hesitant as he tried to look calm and professional for them.

"You have no idea where we're going, do you," Tim asked.

"Oh, Tim, don't be ridiculous," Pooh laughed a bit.

Soon Rabbit tried west, east and then tried going north, but it led him nowhere.

"I'm right, right," Tim asked.

Soon Rabbit looked defeated.

"It's alright," Tim consoled, "I have a hard time admitting that sometimes I'm wrong as well, as if my little brother is arguing with me."

"It's just never happened to me before," Rabbit frowned.

"C'mon, Rabbit, everyone makes mistakes, no one's perfect...." Tim soothed before he randomly clapped. "One! Two!  Three!  Four," he began randomly singing, "everybody makes mistakes, everybody has these days, everybody knows what--what I'm speaking about, everybody gets that fashion."

Then Tim clapped out of the story and grinned hesitantly before frowning in deadpan to Jesse, Lex, Annie and the Clark siblings. "Really? Nobody," he muttered dryly as he referenced a Hannah Montana song to make the story funny.

"I'm sorry," Jesse grinned sheepishly.

"Please, Tim, I just have my song out of my head," Lex added.

"Well, fine, I'll skip that song," Tim moaned.

"Wait, you actually sang that song," Alan asked.

"What? That's a good song," Tim shrugged, "I felt swayed after Dad warned us about the time he met Hannah Montana with Aunt Darla and her friends!"

"Any matter, keep moving," Ellie said.

Tim nodded as soon as he skipped the random rock song he used to motivate Rabbit.

After the song ended, Tim shivered as that song was kind of exhausting.

"Let's face it," Rabbit sighed, "without Christopher Robin, we have no chance of finding Christopher Robin."

"Now, now, it's been a long day, perhaps we should get some rest," Tim suggested.

"Perhaps," Rabbit sighed.

They came up to a cave and decided to stay in there for the night, which reminded Tim of the story he was warned known as Sleepless in Seattle as Applejack, Rarity and Rainbow Dash camped out with Apple Bloom, Sweetie Bell and Scootaloo.

"Well, we better get some sleep for now," Tim gulped.

Soon they all came into the cave and decided to get some sleep. Rabbit used the map as a blanket. Unfortunately for him, Tigger's tail was close to him. Tim took off his hoodie and then balled it up to make it into a pillow and lay down on it to get some sleep and where Tigger's snoring wasn't any help for either Rabbit or Tim.

Tim moaned as he tried to ignore the snoring. "It's worse than Dad with a cold..." he pouted as he turned over and hugged himself in his sleep before sighing as he instantly felt homesick.

Tigger's tail began to go up and down on Rabbit like a yo-yo. Tim had a hard time getting comfortable, but silently chuckled as he saw this. And where Tigger's tail even pulled back Rabbit's ears. Tim chuckled as he found this to be quite funny.

And so did his friends, sibling and cousin.

"Poor little tyke...." Tim commented with a small chuckle, but then both him and Rabbit noticed that Pooh wasn't in the cave or asleep. "Where did Pooh go," he wondered.

"I tried to find you, Christopher Robin," Pooh's voice said.

"Looks like he's out," Rabbit whispered to Tim as they tiptoed out of the cave.

Tim gestured for Rabbit to come along. Rabbit nodded and followed Tim to see what Pooh was up to and where that was just outside next to a tree.

"I've looked in all the places you haven't seen," Pooh mournfully sulked as he walked about with the marmalade pot in his paws, "I just can't find the places you are. I just know that you are, where I'm not.  And...where am I?  Oh, I wish you're here to warn me.  Maybe if you wish very, very hard."

"Come out, moon, come out, wishing star, come out, come out, wherever you are," Pooh sang with a frown as he climbed the tree.

Scruffy and Dot came past until they stopped and heard the song that Tim was warning from his story.

"Hey, I know that song," Dot said, "this is the song that Mum and Martin would sing if Dad ran off and ended up at Shelter 17."

"Yes," Scruffy nodded as they started to join in.

Tim grinned to the dogs as he sang with them for the story.

"I'm out here in the dark," Dot sang, "all alone and wide awake, come and find me, I'm empty and I'm cold."

"And my heart is about to break, come and find me," Scruffy sang.

"I need you to come here and find me, because without you, I'm totally lost," Dot, Scruffy and Pooh Bear sang together, "I've hung a wish on every star, it hasn't done much work so far, I can only dream of you."

"Wherever you are," Dot sang as she had sparkles in her eyes from the singing.

"I'll hear you laugh, I'll see you grin, I'll be with you," Scruffy sang.

"Just for a while, but as the morning comes and the sun begins to rise, I will lose you because it's just a dream and the sun was starting to rise, I will lose," Pooh sang with a frown as he started to climb down to the ground.

Ellie sniffled as this song was starting to make her weep.

"I used to believe in miracles, but forever's too good to be true, I've hung a wish on every star, it hasn't done much good so far," Scruffy and Dot sang.

"I don't know what else to do, except to try to dream of you," Pooh sang as he got to the ground before opening the marmalade pot to look at his own reflection in the marmalade before putting the lid back on, "and I wonder if you're dreaming as well."

"Wherever you are," Scruffy, Dot and Pooh sang.

Soon Pooh yawned as he started to get tired. "Oh, my..." he said before completing the song, "wherever you are!"

Ellie sniffled and wept. "This is so beautiful......"

"Ah, Ellie, I'm here..." Randolph consoled his sister.

Even Alan had tears in his eyes from the song.

Soon Tim yawned as he felt sleepier and now found comfort where he could get some sleep with Pooh and the gang and where Rabbit let Pooh use the map as a blanket. Tim grinned to Rabbit as that was very nice.

"Looks like you guys would have a good night's sleep," Glen said.

"Yes, that was by then...." Tim said before sighing, "I really wish I could have a warm blanket from Mum, albeit with a glass of warm milk...she always knew how to make you feel safe and comfortable at home."

"Well, something happened that awakened you," Alan asked.

"Well, we didn't see the sun, but once we rested, we awakened later on," Tim replied as he went back into narration, "Max woke up first and awakened us with a loud, anguished shriek."

And where Piglet did do this right after seeing something eerie.

"What," Tim yawned as he awakened from Piglet's fright.

"Piglet," Pooh asked once he awakened with Rabbit.

Piglet continued to shriek as he ran all over the place. Pooh, Rabbit and Vincent walked over. Piglet stammered out of fear as he tried to warn the others at what had frightened him.

"What is this, Piglet," Tim asked.

"Say it and be specific," Rabbit seemed annoyed at Piglet's stuttering.

At last, Piglet pointed and eventually figured it out. "Skull..."

"S-S-Skull," Tim gulped.

They all shivered and looked up to the cave that wasn't too far away from them.

"It's like the Skull Rock from Neverland..." Tim whined, based on what he heard from the stories from his father and aunt.

"Christopher Robin is in the eye of that fact," Tigger yelped.

"A-And we were inside the hall without knowing it," Owl gulped.

"How are we going to get up there," Piglet asked.

"Owl," Tim asked.

"Let's go in there," Owl pointed to a secret door inside the cave.

"Well, here we go," Tim gulped.

"But it's dark," Tigger pouted.

"We'll all go together," Tim said.

The others were very hesitant about this, however. Tim went ahead, mustering up all his courage and gestured for the others to come after him. Soon Pooh and the others followed after him.

The roaring was heard again on the road inside.

"S-Sounds like it's somewhere in here," Tim gulped.

Eeyore ran ahead, mostly from being afraid as it was the fastest he'd ever moved in his life.

"Woah," Tim yelped.

"The Skullasaurus," Piglet cried out in grief as he and the others ran into the cave after Eeyore.

Soon they arrived at a crossroad. They walked inside the cave and looked all around on the road inside as they awaited any possible dangers.

"Which fashion now," Tim asked.

"Continue straight until we come to a small door," Owl instructed.

"Um...alright," Tim said.

They kept going until they saw a small door in the cave walls.

Luckily, they could all fit, though most of them had to duck down while Piglet could simply walk through it.

"Alright, now what," Tim asked.

Everyone instinctively looked to Rabbit since he had the map.

"Now, uh, don't look at me...." Rabbit gulped.

"But you have the map," Tim said.

"Erm...Owl," Rabbit asked hesitantly.

"I'm not sure if I remember," Owl replied.

"What," Tim went wide-eyed.

"Oh, boy," Pooh seemed to even face-palm at this until he tried to think of something to help them out.

'This might be a good situation for him to do so,' Tim thought to himself.

"Think, think..." Pooh hit his head at first to come up with an idea, "if each of us went where each other didn't have...think! And one was where each other wasn't..."

'I may have been wrong,' Tim thought to himself.

"Uh...by this I mean maybe we should divorce," Pooh suggested.

"This is a brilliant idea," Tim grinned.

Pooh grinned back to Tim. "I'm so glad you liked this," he chuckled before already forgetting what he said, "whatever that was....."

"About us being divorced," Tim said.

"Oh, that's right," Pooh grinned.

And then, soon all of them went down different paths.

"Remember, we're falling apart," Tim warned the others.

Everyone nodded before they all went down separate paths. Tim took his own path as he did his best to keep calm. He took a deep breath until he heard a song in his head that always seemed to calm him down. It was the song Jenny sang to Oliver on the piano during her lesson. The others had the same problem as their paths were eerie. Piglet was also of course afraid to go alone, where Pooh held his hand and they went one road together.

"You sing a song the girl sang," Alan huffed.

"It's a beautiful song from the girl of my dreams," Tim frowned in defense.

"Anything," Alan shrugged.

"Any time..." Tim continued.

"Christopher Robin," Piglet called out wearily.

"Piglet," Tim asked, out of worry.

"T-T-Tim, is that y-y-y-you," Piglet whined fearfully.

"It looks like our two roads end up in the same place," Tim said.

Piglet rushed to him and hugged his legs. "I'm a-a-afraid."

"Don't worry, I'm here," Tim soothed.

"Th-Th-Thank you," Piglet whined.

Soon they continued to walk.

"Christopher Robin," Eeyore called dully as he crossed a rock bridge and soon where he fell as it crumbled apart. Luckily, a vine was able to break his fall and where it flung him off. Then he landed in a branch, which was like a rhinoceros, which tossed him up to a log stump that got stuck on his head.

"There's nothing to be afraid of," Rabbit grinned hesitantly as he fiddled with the map in his paws. "It's just the wind. Yes, that's right.  Yes.  Look, it's nothing.  Nothing at all," he shrieked as he fell down a hole.

"R-Rabbit," Tim gulped.

Of course, no one responded him.

"L-Let's keep going," Tim gulped. He took deep breaths in and out of the road through the rather spooky cave.

Tigger was looking for Christopher Robin down his path. He looked at every road he could in his path, only not to find his human friend and only to find bats.

"Oh, which fashion is the right road," Tim moaned as he felt hopelessly lost, "which fashion did I come from? Which fashion have I done," until both he and Piglet heard Tigger's shriek.

"Piglet? Tim," Pooh looked around.

Soon Piglet and Tim got separated.

"Don't be afraid, Piglet, we can get through this....." Tim said shakily before seeing he was alone. "Piglet," he gulped once he was all alone. Then he looked down to see a shining symbol that resembled his mother's cutie mark as she would be in her Equestrian form. "The Element of Bravery..." he whispered to himself as he reached out to touch it.

"Yes, did you do it," Alan asked.

"I had to earn it....." Tim narrated as his eight-year-old self kept reaching for the element.

"The only fact you can fear is the fear itself," Cynthia's voice warned Tim as he tried to take her element from Equestria.

Soon Tim caught the element. He seemed to glow green like his favorite color, which matched his and his mother's eyes.

"I know you can be brave, Tim," Cynthia's voice said in the boy's head, "you were very brave on the streets of New York if your siblings needed your help and you've even saved the life of a precocious young girl who sees you as her Knight in Shining Armor because she's your distressed princess."

"Mum," Tim grinned.

"Of course, Tim, I'm in your heart...." Cynthia's voice replied, "I know you're afraid, but you can't let fear take over."

"You're right," Tim said.

"I'll be in your heart," Cynthia sang as she remembered Kala's lullaby to Tarzan.

"Oh, I love this song," Tim grinned. Soon he took a step forward before slipping. "WOAH," he yelped as he suddenly slipped down and yelled out while sliding down.

"Was that like a ride," Alan grinned.

"Yes, that was it," Tim replied, "it reminded me of this tube that the Grinch used in the How the Grinch Stole Christmas movie to get to and from Whoville."

"Nice," Alan grinned.

Tim hooted and hollered until he came to the end and landed elsewhere. He looked all around for any familiar faces. Of course, he did not find Christopher Robin. All he did find was a crystal cavern.

"Oohhhh...." Tim stood up and looked all around. "These crystals are so beautiful..." he felt a familiar paw. "Who is that..." he asked hesitantly at first before he tried to keep calm. "Pooh Bear, is that you," he asked hopefully soon before he saw who it actually was, "oh, Rabbit!"

"What just happened," Rabbit asked as he came behind the eight-year-old boy.

"Well, I walked along the path and had the Moment of Bravery-" Tim said before they heard familiar shrieks coming from two different caves. "Oh, dear," he gasped.

"Moment of Bravery," Rabbit asked curiously as he stayed right where he was. Soon he saw Tigger, Owl, Piglet and Eeyore all running towards them.

Tim got out of the road, only for Rabbit to be tackled like an unlucky football player with the ball on the field.

"Oh, c'mon, really," Alan asked.

"For a bunny, Rabbit was pretty lucky..." Tim commented.

"He sounds like the Trix rabbit," Ellie chuckled innocently.

"But did you really have to get out of the road," Alan asked.

"I know what I have to do..." Tim shrugged innocently.

Suddenly, there was beeping heard from Tim's laptop and he opened it up to see it was a video call.

"Hello, it's me, Eloise," Eloise greeted as she sat at her computer chair with an open window behind her with a view to the Eiffel Tower.

"Hi, Eloise," the Greenwood siblings and Annie waved to their cousin.

"Are you in Paris," Ellie grinned.

"But of course, it's very magnificent at this time of year," Eloise replied, "someone came to visit, as well."

"Hello, darlings," Nanny poked her head in with a grin and wave.

"Hi, Nanny," the Greenwood cousins and Clark siblings grinned back to the English woman.

"Oh, it's hard to believe how much you're all grown, grown, grown," Nanny grinned back.

"What are you doing," Eloise asked.

"I was just warning everyone if I first met Winnie the Pooh," Tim replied.

"Yay," Eloise grinned.

"Oh, that sounds like a great story," Nanny agreed.

"I'm sorry to interrupt..." Eloise grinned sheepishly to Tim, "you can continue if you want."

"Yes, go ahead," Alan added.

"Alright then, at least we ran into the crystals..." Tim continued, this time with Nanny and Eloise.

"These crystals are like mirrors..." Tim commented as Pooh walked behind some of them.

Soon they all heard the snarling again.

"Is that it? Over there," Rabbit pointed in alarm.

"Oh, my heavens..." Tim gulped.

"It's the most horrible skullasaurus I've ever seen," Tigger cried out in grief, "not to mention the only one."

"What have we done," Tim asked.

"What else have we done but run," Rabbit yelped before soon he and the others began to run for dear lives.

Tim had to agree as soon as he ran. Then they all began to run off, but the skullasaurus was actually just Pooh Bear behind the crystals and where he fell down another path.

"Mum...Dad...where are you," Tim pouted as he ran with the others in fear.

"We're always with you in your heart, Tim, there's no need to be afraid..." Cynthia's voice soothed.

"This is good to know," Tim grinned. Soon he stopped running and looked around, only to see that they weren't being chased at all. "What the," he asked out of confusion.

"You see what happens if you let your fears take over you," Cynthia's voice asked.

"Yes, Mum..." Tim replied, "but what frightened us?"

"What you thought was the skullasaurus," Cynthia's voice said.

"I guess you think I'm foolish..." Tim said.

"Your imagination makes monsters seem real," Cynthia soothed, "they are, but there's no one to concern about over there, this isn't Ms. Grimwood's school, or Monster High, or Monstropolis where the monsters under your bed and hiding in the closet live."

"Um...alright," Tim said, confused.

"Don't be taken care of so much, how do you think I felt," Cynthia asked him, "before I met your father, I lived in a scrap yard with dogs, I had to fight for my own food and protect myself from dangerous criminals."

"Wow," Tim said. He noticed the others were gone and soon ran after them, but soon he slipped on a slippery surface that was like ice. "And down I go again," he said.

Soon he saw an edge where the others were and he yelled out, hoping he wouldn't fall and die and where luckily, he didn't.

"Man, that was close," Tim said with wide eyes.

"You can say this again," Rabbit gulped.

Then Tim helped Rabbit up since he was closer to the edge. "Wait, where's Pooh," he asked.

Soon there was a yelling heard, but no one could see who or where it came from.

"D-D-Did you hear this," Tigger whined, "the skullasaurus. It had Pooh!"

"Oh, my..." Tim gulped.

"This is worse than I thought," Owl sounded worried.

"I'll miss this bear," Tigger frowned.

"Oh, Pooh..." Piglet moaned before hanging his head.

Soon they heard a familiar growling sound.

"This sound will be my death," Tim cried out in grief.

"Now that sounds like the beast is..." Rabbit said before gasping as he saw the entrance to the eye of the skull, "up there in a nest, the skull's eye."

"Whatever have we done," Piglet yelped.

"Well, we could get the boy out of here," Eeyore replied, "if anyone has any ideas on how to get there, that is."

"The map, what does it say," Tigger asked as he gave both pieces to Rabbit.

Rabbit took the pieces and seemed stuck. "Oh, my heavens, it's useless," he sulked, "there's nothing here about how to get there."

"OWL," Tim gaped at the owl since he had drawn the map.

"I wasn't thinking about this," Owl shrugged.

"Oh, c'mon," Tim complained.

"Why, why, I'd have to figure it out all by myself," Rabbit stammered, "from scratch. I-I...can I do this?"

"Yes, can he do this," Tigger asked the others.

"Yes, he can," Tim said.

"I could try," Rabbit looked hopeful. "For Pooh," he began to think of something.

"You can do it, Rabbit," Tim encouraged, "you're smarter than you think."

Soon Rabbit saw something that might help. "I have it," he laughed in victory before coming up with a plan, "Tigger, you can bounce Piglet to that ledge up there. Oh, and Piglet, you can throw that long withered fact at us down here and we shoot and rescue Christopher Robin together."

"This is genius," Tim grinned.

"Oh, I wouldn't say ingenious, but if you exist," Rabbit smirked smugly.

"Me," Tigger whined hesitantly, "do a bounce like that with a ragged old tail like this? Oh, the other road around."

"I'm sure that's what Pooh would've wanted," Tim encouraged.

"Y-You're right," Tigger said.

Tim nodded back with a grin.

"I guess I could try," Tigger grinned back as he held his tail, "if it'll make Pooh happy."

'This is going to work,' Tim thought to himself.

"That is, uh...a pretty high place for a very small animal," Piglet said hesitantly at first, "but I'll be brave for Pooh Bear."

"Pooh would be really happy," Tim grinned.

"This is very brilliant of you, dear boy," Owl grinned back to Tim.

"Well, I'm just doing what Pooh would do so," Tim grinned bashfully.

Soon Tigger put Piglet over his shoulders and got into position. "One for the money, two for the show, three for, uh...uh...it comes before four, and now we're driving!"

Tim began to pray that this would work. Tigger bounced high in the air, but missed the vine. Then he tried again and reached for the vine before he caught a hold of it while Piglet fell to the end of his tail.

This caused Tim to gulp and even for Alan to gulp as this was now getting intense. Tim was going to say more, but then had to stop.

"Why'd you stop," Alan yelped, "what just happened?!"

"I'll be right back...." Tim said before rushing to use the bathroom.

This caused everyone to anime fall. Eloise rolled her eyes as she waited in suspense herself.

"Oh, this couldn't have happened at a worse, worse, worse time," Nanny mumbled.

"You can say this again," Alan moaned.

"Well, Eloise, what's new," Annie asked.

"Oh, I'm fine..." Eloise replied, "sometimes I miss the Plaza."

"And I think they must miss you as well," Lex said.

"Do you think so," Eloise wondered.

"Well, you're always done such nice facts for them..." Jesse replied, "especially that one Christmas year if you gave presents to everyone, Aunt Darla gave you that Mediterranean cartwheel hat with ear pads, and Nanny gave you that beautiful necklace."

"That's true," Eloise grinned.

"Not to mention that Rae had her chick..." Lex sighed, "that was such a wonderful Christmas."

"Paris looks so romantic..." Ellie said to Eloise, "I'd like to go there some day."

"I agree," Eloise said.

Then Ellie and Eloise grinned to each other.

Sure enough, Tim came back to the others and sat down.

"I'm sorry about this......" Tim chuckled, "now, uh...where was I?"

"Piglet was holding Tigger's tail now," Alan reminded.

"Ah, yes...this..." Tim reminded, "well...any matter..."

Soon Tigger climbed up over a ledge as Piglet held on tightly to his tail. Tim started to bite on his nails hesitantly. Tigger saw Piglet fighting and soon lifted up his tail to help him over the ledge and where it worked.

"Phew," Tim breathed in relief.

Piglet grinned once he opened his eyes and saw that he was on safer ground and where he now had to get the vine. Piglet balanced across the branch and tried not to look down as he went to get the vine. Soon he fell to the edge, but grasped onto the vine and everyone looked very hesitant for him, especially as he looked to see a long and unpleasant road down.

"Don't look down," Tim called out.

Soon Piglet scrunched up slightly and his ears covered his eyes.

"Perhaps I shouldn't have," Tim said.

Soon Piglet tried to pull himself together as he seemed quite literally stuck and frozen with fear.

"You can do this," Tim called out.

Then Piglet tried not to look down as he pushed the vine down from the branch for the others down below. Then he incidentally slid down from it, but at least he didn't fall into the bottomless pit.

"Whew," Tim sighed.

Then Rabbit picked up Piglet until there was a distant shrieking heard.

"You know, for a moment, I almost thought I could hear Pooh Bear cheering," Piglet said to the others.

"Here as well," Tim said.

Rabbit didn't say anything, but just gave a small and supportive grin toward both Pooh and Tim. Soon they started to climb. Tim gulped as soon as he climbed up, trying not to look down. Soon he stayed calm.

Once Tigger reached the top, he helped the others up over the ledge.

"Whew," Tim sighed.

"Glad you're doing well, Timmy Boy," Tigger said to Tim.

Eeyore was the last one to go up and soon he flattened the others once he was brought back up. Soon there was sounds from the other side with a creepy shadow accompanying it. Soon Tim went in front of the others and stood protectively. The others shivered hesitantly as they were afraid of the shadow. The shadow seemed eerie and creepy, but sure enough, it formed into a friendly form and wasn't eerie at all.

"Christopher Robin," Tim asked in surprise.

And where sure enough, the boy was shown. The others were of course very emotional and happy to see that Christopher Robin was alive and well.

"Thank heavens," Tim sighed.

"You made it," Tigger jumped for joy.

"Oh, how clever of you," Rabbit grinned, shaking Christopher Robin's hand.

"We're so happy to see you," Piglet beamed as he ran over and jumped onto Christopher Robin.

"Hello..." Eeyore replied.

"How did you escape the skullasaurus," Tim asked.

"Skull-a-what..." Christopher Robin replied out of confusion, "where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you!"

"We've been looking for you," Tim said.

"But along the road, I found something else," Piglet grinned proudly, "but I'm brave enough!"

"I'm strong enough," Tigger added as he bounced on his tail and incidentally smashed.

"And Rabbit has also learned something," Owl said.

"You did," Christopher Robin grinned to Rabbit.

"Yes," Rabbit grinned back, "I've found I'm smart enough!"

"And we eventually found you," Tim grinned.

"Pretty smart, isn't it," Rabbit added.

"Well, was he impressed," Alan asked.

"Very bad," Tim replied, "and I've learned to test the courage I had to earn in New York City from an early age."

"By the way, Christopher Robin, how did you escape," Tim asked him.

"Escape," Christopher Robin asked.

"Yes, we saw your note that you were in Skull," Owl replied.

Christopher Robin chuckled. "Not Skull, School!"

"I knew this," Tim grinned.

"School," the others asked out of confusion.

"Yes, every fall I have to go to school," Christopher Robin replied, "I'm gone most of the day, but after three o'clock, I'm back to play. I'm sorry, guys, but Mummy says I'm going to school to learn not to concern about me.  Didn't Pooh Bear get my note with the marmalade I sent him before I left in the morning?"

"He sure did, and he got marmalade for it," Tim said, "but wait, how long have you been at school?"

"Since yesterday," Christopher Robin replied, "I came past after school yesterday, but no one was around......I tried to look everywhere, but no one was there, I decided to check out after school today for all of you."

"Whew," Tim sighed, "do you have any idea what we've been through?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would lead to all this damage..." Christopher Robin responded, "uh...where is Pooh Bear anyhow?"

"I think he's in this cave somewhere," Tim said.

"Well, we'd better go help him," Christopher Robin suggested.

"I agree," Owl nodded.

Christopher Robin went inside with them to find Pooh and help him.

"How are we going to lure him out," Tim wondered. Soon he knew the perfect bait and where so did Christopher Robin. "Think you can find it," he asked the brunette boy.

"Yes," Christopher Robin grinned.

The two boys nodded together and collected some rope and had a giant pot filled with a bottomless supply of marmalade for the silly old bear. Now they just had to find him.

"If my brother Jesse were here, this would be much easier..." Tim groaned as they moved the large marmalade pot.

Soon they heard Pooh's voice.

"He's down there," Christopher Robin pointed out.

"Time to send the pot down," Tim said.

Christopher Robin nodded as he and Tim lowered the pot to help Pooh out of his trapping.

"Down we go," Tim said.

Luckily, they knew that Pooh would take the marmalade and would be brought out to safety and where they were right as Pooh went into the pot. Then Christopher Robin and Tim pulled the pot up as Pooh took the bait.

Pooh was stuck in the pot as they pulled it up and there were satisfied moans on the inside as he was stuck head first while eating the irresistible marmalade.

"Shall we knock," Tim asked.

Christopher Robin nodded as he went ahead and did just that.

"Huh..." Pooh asked before he went to get himself unstuck.

After a while, he eventually got unstuck.

"Pooh, look who's here," Tim beamed as he stood behind Christopher Robin.

"Christopher Robin," Pooh grinned.

Then the two shared a hug together.

Sure enough, they all exited the skull-shaped rock.

"I'm so proud of you, Tim," Cynthia's voice said to her elder son.

Tim grinned as he made his mother proud. There was a glowing green around Tim and he seemed to earn a special mark on his shirt, which resembled the Element of Bravery.

"Cool," Tim grinned.

"Wasn't this a fun adventure," Flurry Heart beamed as she appeared out of nowhere, "you see? Pooh Bear ain't so bad!"

"I don't think I ever thought he'd have such an amazing adventure," Tim grinned.

"Oh, yes, it was a great adventure indeed," Flurry Heart agreed, "are you ready to go home now?"

"Go back home," Tim frowned, "but I don't want to go home..."

"Don't worry, Tim, you'll be back to the Hundred Acre Wood soon, I promise," Flurry Heart grinned, "as long as you have that locket."

Tim looked down and realized he was wearing the medallion around his neck all this time before Flurry Heart made him disappear in a beam of light to be back to where Jesse, Lex, Junior and Michelle were as the story was coming to an end. 'I'm back,' he thought to himself with a grin.

"The End," Michelle said as she closed her storybook entitled "The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh".

"That was a nice story," Lex grinned.

"Yes...this wasn't too bad," Jesse had to admit.

"This was a wonderful fact," Tim beamed as he seemed to enjoy it much more than his younger twin siblings.

"Wow! Sounds like someone really enjoyed the story," Michelle grinned.

"You see? Stories are fun for everyone, not just babies," Junior added in agreement with his girlfriend.

"Yes, we get it now," Tim yawned.

Soon Jesse and Lex yawned back.

"Well, I guess it's bedtime," Michelle decided.

"That's what it looks like," Junior grinned.

The Greenwood siblings yawned with small pouts about going to sleep, but it was late for them and that was a fun enough story.

"The End," Tim concluded.

"Wow...that was a great story," Ellie beamed.

"Yes, this was really cool, I wish we'd been there," Randolph added.

"Yes," Alan agreed.

Then the others smirked to Alan.

"What," Alan asked, "I can love a story as well, you know..."

"I absolutely love a good story," Eloise grinned.

"And where that wasn't the only one I visited," Tim grinned.

"There's more," Ellie asked.

"Oh, yes, but I guess these will be saved for another time..." Tim smirked.

"C'mon, you need to warn us more," Alan begged, "I promise I'll never fool you again!"

"I promise that there will be more stories," Tim said.

"Great," Alan grinned.

Soon it was dinner time for everybody and Eloise was going to her new school in Paris.

Executive Producers DENNIS DESHAZER SHERYL STAMPS LEACH

Senior Producer JIM ROWLEY

Producers JEFF GITTLE LINDA HOUSTON MARTHA DATEMA LIPSCOMB

Director BRUCE DECK

Writer MARK S. BERNTHAL

Production Designer JESS NELSON

Performance Director PENNY WILSON

Educational Specialists MARY ANN DUDKO, Ph.D. MARGIE LARSEN, M.Ed.

Cast: Voice of Barney... BOB WEST Barney's Body Costume... DAVID JOYNER Voice of Baby Bop... JULIE JOHNSON Baby Bop's Body Costume... JEFF AYERS Voice of B.J. ... PATTY WIRTZ B.J.'s Body Costume... JEFF BROOKS

Cast: Shawn... JOHN DAVID BENNETT, II Tosha... HOPE CERVANTES Stella the Storyteller... PHYLLIS CICERO Jason... KURT DYKHUIZEN Kathy... LAUREN KING Juan... MICHAEL KROST

Cast: Carlos... COREY LOPEZ Min... PIA MANALO Kenneth... NATHAN REGAN Julie... SUSANNAH WETZEL Mr. Tenagain... R. BRUCE ELLIOT

Associate Director ERIC NORBERG

Stage Manager TERRIE DAVIS MANNING

Lighting Design BERNER & BRILL LIGHTING DESIGN, INC.

Editor MCKEE SMITH

Audio Director DAVID M. BOOTHE

Art Director ELIZABETH SAGAN VELTEN

Wardrobe Supervisor/Designer LISA O. ALBERTSON

Technical Operations Supervisor RANDY BREEDLOVE

Video Engineer BINK WILLIAMS

Camera Operators LARRY ALLEN OZ COLEMAN TOM COX BRUCE HARMON

Production Audio RONALD G. BALENTINE

Boom Operators JAMES JOHNSON DAVID SMITH

Lighting Director CASEY COOK

Key Grip BUZ CANNON

Lighting Board Operator TODD DAVIS

Grip/Electric JAMES EDWARDS

Construction Supervisor CHARLES BAILEY

Craft Shop Supervisor RAY HENRY

Art/Craft Coordinator AMY ATHERTON

Set Dresser AGGIE DAVIS-BROOKS

Draftsperson CHRISTOPHER MCCRAY

Craft/Prop Artist MARK BROGAN

Props/Special Effects DAVID COBB

Carpenters TY M. BURNS DANNY SMITH

Scenic Painter E. (BILL) SLETTE

Swing Crew CARMELO GOMEZ

Costume Shop Manager GEORGIA FORD WAGENHURST

Costume Technician D.J. SEGLER

Costume Sewing NATALIE SERGI-SAARI SUSIE THENNES

Make-Up Designer JEANIE L. D'IORIO

Hair Stylist DEBRA HERTEL HAEFLING

Costume/Wardrobe Assistants BRIAN N. BLEVINS JANET BUSH SARAH SUNDERMAN

Field Producer SANDY JANTZEN

Post Videotapes DUDLEY ASAFF KRISTEN SCHAFFNER CHRISTINE STOLP

Dialogue Editor DENICE CROWELL

Post Production Audio CRAIG CHASTAIN

Production Office Manager SUE SHINN

Script Supervisor CATHERINE REYNOLDS

Illustrator CAROLINE MARSH

Production Coordinators JULIE HUTCHINGS KELLY MAHER

Production Accountant DEBBIE COTTLE

Production Secretary AUSTIN GRAY

Asst. to Performance Director DAVID VOSS

Production Assistants BRADEN MCDONALD TIM THOMASTON JOEL ZOCH

Barney Music Department JILL HANCE CHARLES KING JONATHAN SMITH

For Singleton Productions, Inc. BRADFORD COLEMAN LARRY HARON MIKE PIETZSCH

Educational Research Staff PATSY J. ROBLES GOODWIN, M.Ed. KIMBERLY THORNTON, M.Ed. JOY STARR

Children's Supervisor MARY EVANS

Additional on set tutoring provided by ON LOCATION EDUCATIONAL – MICHELE DANCHES

Barney and the Backyard Gang™ and Barney & Friends® were originally developed by Sheryl Leach, Kathy Parker and Dennis DeShazer.

Vocal Performances Enhanced with Help from Singleton Productions, Inc.

"I Love You" • Lyrics by Lee Bernstein (BMI)

Readings and Illustrations from "Ten, Nine, Eight" 1983 by MOLLY BANG Used with permission of the author Published by Mulberry Books

Special Thanks to Tom Rennen of Intelligent Light Digital Imaging Library of Numbers

Original Barney, Baby Bop and B.J. Costumes by IRENE COREY DESIGN ASSOCIATES

Produced by THE LYONS GROUP AND CONNECTICUT PUBLIC TELEVISION

For Connecticut Public Television Executives in Charge LARRY RIFKIN SHARON BLAIR

Executive in Charge RICHARD C. LEACH

BARNEY & FRIENDS • Having Tens of Fun! Copyright 1997 • Lyons Partnership, L.P.