An Unexpected Path

Once upon a lunch time, Tigger was prouncing and bouncing all over the Hundred Acre Wood, until *gasp* he found a random path he never saw before. Tigger, a mighty curious feller, decided to take this path, unsure of where it may lead him. This so called path would not be described by silly words such as "nice" and "pretty". No, this path was foreboding and ominous; this was the type of path that, if Tigger had not consumed those mushrooms earlier, he would have altogether avoided.

Dead, hanging tree branches framed the scenery, and with each step Tigger crunched dry leaves and red, cracked clay; he shivered as a dark gust of wind blew by. Tigger trampled the leaves, head ducked, and almost didn't notice the heart-wrenching scene lying on the path ahead. Oh, for our poor stuffed creature to have to see such a terrible sight!

There, in the center of the dreadful path, lay a torn and bloodied Hephulump. The Hephulump let out a startling noise, a last cry for help, before crumpling on the floor with a last bloody cough. And standing over the now deceased Hephulump was none other than Christopher Robin!!!

Christopher Robin grinned toothily at Tigger, twirling his bloodied knife. "Hey, Tigger," he greeted with fake sweetness, "do you want to play?"

Tigger, still intoxicated from the spotted purple fungi, stood there and answered, "Play? What?"

Christopher, who bore a striking resemblance to Jigsaw from the SAW franchise, tilted his head to the side and laughed merrily. "Why don't we start with tag . . . or hide and seek?" The boy smiled a killing grin.

"Hide and seek?" Tigger bounced excitedly. "I love hide and seek! You count!" Tigger bounded off into the trees.

"What a dumbass, how could I ever come up with a being so stupid." It had been years since the boy had come here; except now he is not a boy, but a young, deranged man. Christopher Robin could have been handsome, with his boyish features and dark eyes; however, in this light, there was something ominous about the 23 year old, something that made your gut wrench in fear. And for those that love the insane, Christopher would give chills from the mere sight of him!

"Oh well," he sighed, "I cant wait to reunite with my dear old friends." With that said, he vanished into the unexpected mist that began to form in his wake.

Tigger stayed hidden in the forest for three weeks, waiting to be found. Nobody came looking for him, and eventually, the tiger starved to death.

The End.