Lunch with Some Friends [[Pooh & Piglet please]] Mar 28, 2009 21:34:51 GMT -5
Post by Tigger on Mar 28, 2009 21:34:51 GMT -5
Tigger was presently bounding around Fantasyland, enjoying all of the different rides and attractions. The last ride he had been on took him through a storybook version of the adventures he and Pooh-buddy had way in the beginning of the Hundred Acre Woods! He had picked up quite the addiction to Coo-Coo Cola, and was almost never without an extra-large-sized cup in his hand. And he always got an orange bendy-straw from the cast workers, which he thought was real nice. How'd they know his favorite color was orange? Presently, he was just sucking the last bit of soda out of the cup, making a large sluuuuuuuuuuuuuurping noise that caused a few passerbyes to look over their shoulder to see who -or what- had made the noise.
And now, Tigger was getting pretty hungry. Finally, he came upon a restaurant next to the "It's a Small World Ride" (which he had ridden quite a few times as well). It was called "Pinocchio's Village Haus". Well, he saw the letters, but couldn't really read them. Anything over two syllables and four or five letters became difficult for him to read. And he was pretty sure that "Haus" was a different language.
He rocked back onto his tail and bounced in, looking around. Yup, this was a restaraunt. He grabbed a tray and walked over to where others were standing in line. He looked over the food and picked out what he wanted...which was a lot. All of it looked good, and good food is what Tigger loved best! He got another Coo-Coo Cola with his mountain of food and put it all on his tray. The employees watched him as he bounced to a table. The food bounced up and down with him, never falling off the plate.
He found a place to sit and sat down. It was right by a large window, where he could see the people in little boats for the "It's a Small World" ride going into the tunnel. As every boat went by, he waved excitedly at the passing guests. He sat in his seat and looked at his food. He took a slice of apple and ate it. And as he chewed, he looked at the empty chairs at his table. It was rather lonely, eating all by himself. He wished Pooh and Piglet were here.