"Oh bother," said Pooh.

He stared down into his empty pot of honey. He felt his anxiety build up. If he didn't have honey he would turn a little crazy. Maybe he needed to lay of his addiction.

"Nope." he thought as he found himself walking to Piglets house to raid the cupboard for honey.

Soon he got to Piglets house. He knocked twice forgetting why he even came. Then his tummy rumbled.

'Soon you will be fed.' he thought patting his belly.

Piglet answered the door.

"H- Hi P-P-P-Pooh wha-what would you like?"

"A honey baked ham with fries how much is that?" Pooh bared his sharp carnivorous teeth.

"Wha- wha- what?" Piglet backed up.

"I asked you if you have any honey to spare." Pooh said letting himself in like a steam roller slowly pushing Piglet out of the way.

"Oh, I thought you said something else." said Piglet stepping aside to let the yellow beast of the forest through.

"Piglet?" Pooh said slowly turning towards him.

"Ye- yes?"

"Do you like pork chops wrapped in bacon?"

"W-What?!"

"I said, do you like honey and honeycomb, listen won't you."

"Uh it's not really my first choice of foods." said Piglet rubbing his ear hoping he could listen better.

"Well I like pork roast, thank very much for asking Piglet how kind of you."

"Um."

"Good Piglet, I understand why you hate me, which is why you have no honey."

"Pooh, I don't hate you."

"I'm sorry Piglet but, I'm not single, just because you don't hate me doesn't mean you have to love me. Poor Piglet so confused. I'm with honey now. My honey. After all who else can I passionately say, Honey I'm home, to."

Pooh turned to leave, "It's been a while since I've had a potbelly pig."

"Um okay, I think you should leave now."

"Fine just know this is a one time favor I'm doing for you."

Oh d-d- dear!"

With that Pooh bit Piglets head of, drips of blood seeping all over the floor.

"Oh bother he was always so messy."

With a mighty roar Pooh crush Piglets body and then he left to visit all his friends for honey. Kanga and Roo were next.