Sora opens the old book on the nightstand and with a flash, he lands on its pages. A
house of sticks appears on the map and he runs over to it, entering an empty meadow. He
walks up to a large log, where a stuffed toy bear wearing a small red shirt is seated,
tapping his forehead
????: Think, think. Think, think.
Sora: Hi there. What’s wrong?
????: Nothing. Just thinking.
Sora: Oh.
????: I was thinking of how to say goodbye to Pooh.
Sora: Pooh?
Pooh (answering): Yes?
Sora (sitting beside him): Wait a second. You’re
Pooh?
Pooh: Yes, I’m Winnie the Pooh. Pooh for short. Who are you?
Sora: I’m Sora.
Pooh: Oh. Hello, Sora. Have you come to say goodbye to Pooh,
too?
His face turns sad
Sora: Well, no. Why would I do that? We’ve only just met.
Pooh: Because everyone’s gone away.
Sora: What do you mean?
Pooh: Well, we all lived here in the Hundred Acre Wood. And we’d take
walks together, or play Pooh sticks... And every day, I’d eat some honey. Just one small
smackeral would taste very good right now.
He rubs his tummy
Pooh: But now everyone’s gone. All my friends, and my favorite Hunny
Tree too. Everyone must’ve gone away while I was napping, I think... So, who knows?
He hops off the log
Pooh: Maybe I shall end up going away somewhere as well. But I
wonder, how do I say goodbye to myself?
He puts his hands on his head
Pooh: Think, think, think.
Sora stares at him
Pooh: Oh, my tumbly is getting rather rumbly.