Disclaimer: I don't own HOPC or WTP. I just got the idea for this story

Christopher Robin and I walked along

Under braches lit up by the moon

Posing our questions to owl and eeyore

As our days disappear all too soon

Winnie the pooh sat under the old oak tree where he used to play with his best friend, Christopher Robin. Tears pooled in his eyes. Christopher had died a few days ago in a car accident. He could never see his best friend again. Christopher Robin was in heaven but Pooh was just a stuffed toy. Toys don't get to heaven.

"I know," Owl said, "I miss him too."

But I've wondered much further today then I should

And I can't seem to find my way back to the woods

So help me if you can

I got to get back to the house at pooh corner by one

You'd be surprised there's so much to be done

Count all the bees in the hive

Chase all the clouds from the sky

Back to the dance of Christopher Robin and Pooh

Winnie the pooh decided to go for a walk. Without realizing it he went too far. He couldn't find his way back to the woods.

But there is so much to do today, he thought to himself, I must count all the bees and chase all the clouds like Christopher and I used to do.

But he knew that he would never see Christopher again… or would he?

Winnie the pooh doesn't know what to do

Got a honey jar stuck on his nose

He came to me asking help and advice

So from here no-one knows where he goes

Well I sent him to ask of the allerbees there

How to loosen a jar from the nose of a bear

So help me if you can

I got to get back to the house at pooh corner by one

You'd be surprised there's so much to be done

Count all the bees in the hive

Chase all the clouds from the sky

Back to the dance of Christopher Robin and Pooh

As Pooh walked a little further he heard a voice that was familiar.

"POOH!"

"Christopher," he whispered almost to himself at first.

It couldn't be. He was a stuffed bear. He couldn't get into heaven. He was a toy. Christopher was the-

"POOH"

Christopher Robin scooped Pooh up into his arms.

"I missed you Pooh"

"I missed you too," Pooh said, "Where am I"

"Heaven," Christopher laughed

"But I'm a toy," Pooh said

"You're a toy that brings me joy," Christopher said, "and if I want you there then you will be there"

Looking at the clock Pooh noticed it was 1. He was back at his home by one and he had so much to do from counting the bees to racing with the clouds but most importantly being with his best friend ever.