“Pooh, promise you won’t forget about me, ever. Not even when I’m a hundred.”

“How old shall I be then?”

“Ninety-nine.”

Pooh nodded.

“I promise,” he said.

Still with his eyes on the world Christopher Robin put out a hand and felt for Pooh’s paw.

“Pooh,” said Christopher Robin earnestly, “if I—if I’m not quite” he stopped and tried again —”. Pooh, whatever happens, you will understand, won’t you?”

“Understand what?”

“Oh, nothing.” He laughed and jumped to his feet. “Come on!”

“Where?” said Pooh.

“Anywhere,” said Christopher Robin.

I had posted this thing once somewhere, I think I posted it here but I don't care. credits to fuckyeahpooh (but deleted) so goes to ilovepooh. and of course, A.A. Milne, who invented the silly old bear Winnie the Pooh.

I found some amazing things on the internet these few days. Oh geez, just check out my tumblr page! *promo*

Bonjour.