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Post by Kashew on Aug 20, 2009 23:02:31 GMT -5
It just sort of happened, one minute she was reading a book the next she was in the book.
The area was surely blistery, in fact before she knew it she was flipping head-over-heels across the ground. She could've kept going if she didn't hit the wall of a house in a tree. The sudden impact caused the little bell on the wall to jingle letting whoever lived in this little house in a tree that someone just hit his house.
The position she was in was a little odd. Half of her body, the upper half, was on the ground and the other half was firmly planted against the wall. Looking from her view all she could see was a sign above the door that said "Mr. Sanders".
I hope... he won't be mad.
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Post by Dante on Aug 20, 2009 23:18:37 GMT -5
Yet another, very windy Windsday had swept through the 100 Acre Woods. It let everyone know that normal activities were to be exchanged with ones that companied such gusts. This also meant, unfortunately, that dear old Pooh Bear couldn't go out into the woods and gather his fill of Hunny. That didn't exactly sit well with the chubby bear. As everyone who lives in the Woods knows, Pooh is quite persistent. That's exactly why, today, he had snuggled up in scarf and his normal, red shirt.
Then, right when he was about to leave, a strange knocking on his wall occured. "Oh, my. What an odd way to let me know someone's outside. I'm already on my way to the Hunny Tree, so why not answer and say hello." The little bear unlocked his small door and passed through the equally compact threshold to see a new face. A young lady sat outside, her position quite laughable.
Of course, Pooh giggled to himself, allowing his tummy to jiggle a tad, as he slowly made his way to this newcomer. "Why, hello, Ms. New Lady. Why, may I ask, are you outside during Windsday? It gets awfully blustery on such days, don't you think?" Pooh simply stood there, waiting for a return to his awfully nice greeting. Even if she wouldn't answer him, it was fine. He had something else to do, anyways, and his tummy was already beginning to rumble.
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Post by Kashew on Aug 20, 2009 23:28:03 GMT -5
The door opened up and out came the small bear in a red and scarf. He seemed nice enough, not really being about hit his house or anything.
I... really don't know. One minute... I was reading... the next here.
She pulled herself into an upper right postion, then bent down to eye level of the bear.
Do you... know where I am?
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Post by Dante on Aug 20, 2009 23:34:55 GMT -5
The little animal listened to this lady's short tale and giggled to himself once more as she asked where she was. "Why, Ms. New Lady, you're in the 100 Acre Woods. Obviously, I live here. Hohoho," Pooh chuckled as he pointed towards the direction of his favorite tree.
"I was just on my way to the Hunny Tree when you hit my house. I know we're not really supposed to be out on Windsday, but my tumbly is quite rumbly, as you can quite loudly hear." Right when he finished, an audible grumble emerged from within Poohs belly, a slight frown replacing his normal smile.
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Post by Kashew on Aug 20, 2009 23:45:03 GMT -5
This... is a silly bear.
The rumbling heard was loud enough to go against the wind. Riclae looked all around, thinking if there could be anyway to leave. But thought against it, something told her otherwise.
It would seem... kinda hard... to get Hunny. Can I help... you?
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Post by Dante on Aug 20, 2009 23:51:11 GMT -5
The smile returned to Pooh's face as the strange lady said "help". "Oh, why yes. I'd enjoy help very much. I'm Winnie the Pooh, but my friends just call me Pooh, for short. Who are you?" There wasn't much else to do, other than find out her name and get help. Oh, what he wouldn't do for just a smackeral of delicious Hunny right now.
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Post by Kashew on Aug 20, 2009 23:56:48 GMT -5
For the first time, not even realizing it Riclae smiled. It was like something in the back of her mind just felt glad to meet him.
Pooh... nice to meet you. I'm... Riclae. So... where is... this Hunny Tree?
Riclae stood up and made sure her cloak didn't fly off her, as they were about to embark on their journey for Hunny.
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Post by Dante on Aug 21, 2009 0:04:26 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you, Ms. Riclae. The Hunny Tree is right over here." The chubby little bear proceeded towards the tree's destination as fast as his tiny stub legs could take him. It would take only a few moments before both of them reached the tall tree. Even though today was Windsday, bees still lingered throughout the treetops, creating a dangerous obstacle for our lovable bear.
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Post by Kashew on Aug 21, 2009 0:12:58 GMT -5
As they reached the Hunny Tree, Riclae looked up the length of it. Riclae still looking up to see the bees, bent down to Pooh.
How... are we... going to... get up there?
It did seem a little silly, but the things that could be problem were the bees, the height of the tree and most importantly the wind.
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Post by Dante on Aug 21, 2009 0:18:06 GMT -5
"Why, by climbing the tree trunks, of course! It wouldn't be smart to use balloons today..." Pooh Bear then grabbed the lowest tree branch, which was quite low, for some odd reason, and hoisted himself up. It was hard to balance for him, due to his weight and stature, but it was nothing Pooh couldn't overcome!
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Post by Kashew on Aug 21, 2009 0:26:25 GMT -5
Thats... what I was afraid of...
The pharse seemed a little odd for her to say but she let it pass. Following in Pooh, she helped keep him balance then pulled herself up onto the branch also.
I really hope... I don't... fall.
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Post by Dante on Aug 21, 2009 0:29:50 GMT -5
"There's nothing to be afraid of. I've done this plenty of times... I think. Pooh didn't give this anymore thought and then reached for the next branch, lifting himself u-- Pooh slipped, but still held on tightly. "Oh dear. I seemed to have slipped. Could you help me up, Riclae?"
Pooh's legs waddled slowly as he attempted to hoist himself up on his own, only to fail.
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Post by Kashew on Aug 21, 2009 0:39:50 GMT -5
Sure Pooh.
Getting a grip on the trunk of the tree, Riclae helped push Pooh up onto the branch.
Pooh... I have... a question. What are... going to carry... the hunny in?
Riclae pulled herself up onto the next branch as well, then gripping the trunk to keep her balance.
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Post by Dante on Aug 21, 2009 0:52:58 GMT -5
Pooh giggled again. It was something he seemed to do when he heard a question that he thought was quite absurd to him. "I'm not going to carry Hunny anywhere, otjher than in my tummy. There's a hole in the tree up there. It's where the bees make my treat. I simply eat my fill there and drop back down again." The next few branches were not quite far spaced, so it was easy for the bear to get through them.
That's when the bees sighted him... What now?
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Post by Kashew on Aug 21, 2009 1:02:44 GMT -5
Riclae was about to get onto the next branch when she noticed that the bees seemed to be more buzzy than normal. She pulled herself up calling to Pooh.
Pooh... I think... the bees look angery. Are you sure... it's save... to continue?
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I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao