Winnie The Pooh

Winnie the Pooh

In Which We Are Introduced Lillian-May And An Adventure Begins…

Series: The new age

Word count: 1,566

Characters: Madeline, Ms. Robin, Pooh and Friends

Warnings: Fluff, and brother sister bonding

Notes: So I wrote this for a school project. We had a small word limit and little time to complete the project so the ending it muddled and a bit rushed. The original idea was to add character that would give some life to the the lifeless 2018, Christopher Robin movie.

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Here is Lillian-May, looking up at the sky now, watching the world pass her by. “That one looks like a duckling,” she thought, “that one a slithery skake.”

She laid in the middle of the bench, in the middle of her family’s rear garden, alone. Stretching her arms out she dug her fingers into the ground, getting dirt stuck beneath her nails. She pulled up and released what grass she held into the breeze. Quietly she watched it go. Swirling this way and that. She watched it until it disappeared over the fence, into the yard.

“Where does the wind take such small thing?” She couldn’t help but wonder.

She’d seen the wind take leaves in the fall, and the white fluffy wishlings the summer.

Lillian-May smiled as a grand idea, came to mind. She was quite tired of doing nothing. For you she’d done nothing all morning and now it was early afternoon. Sometimes doing nothing could be quite boring, if done for long enough.

She sat up swinging her legs over the side of the bench. Only something fun could cure her great boredom. Perhaps an adventure was what she needed. An adventure for what, she didn’t quite know. Just an adventure through the wood to find something. Something had to be better than nothing.

“I suppose I should start my searching,” she decided, rolling over onto her stomach, she got to her feet, and said her last goodbye to the duckling cloud. The skake got nothing more than a curt wave and rude raspberry.

She hopped up the steps, one, three, one, two, three, four, five, for to her there was no other way of going up the steps. She always forgot step two, then decided perhaps if that step had feelings she did indeed hurt them by skipping them over. So she goes back to start from the beginning, making sure she does indeed do step two.

Lillian-May open the door quietly, peaking her head through, she looks around ensuring no one is around to notice her, then slips through the small opening.

“Lillian-May, is that you darling?” Called her mother.

“No, mummy it’s not me,” answered Lillian-May.

The mother, her mother is a lovely woman—the loveliest, the very best at kissing booboos, and giving hugs, and singing lullabies. Her mother is the best mother in all of London, she has to be, as it says so on the card Lillian-May and her older sister made for their mother’s birthday earlier that year.

Her mother was an architect or at least that’s what Lillian-May was told, she couldn’t quite remember a time when her mum was anything except her mother. She sometimes finds herself thinking maybe it was a time before she was born if only she could remember such a time.

With those few words, she went on through the house, up the stairs, to the room she shares with her sister.

She can’t say she is close to her sister, not in the way she wants to be. For her sister, Madeline is a girl with a very big brain. Which is why Lillian-May found it odd that her sister understands very little.

She crouches on her knees before her bed, looking at the clutter underneath. As Lillian-May would explain there needs to be a underneath her bed, the mess keeps the monster happy, and the monster beneath the bed protects her from the snufflegrump in the closet.

“There you are,” said Lillian-May pulling out her hat of adventuring, it’s the only hat one can wear when good adventuring is to be done. For one cannot explore without the proper cap.

“What are you up to now?” Asked Madeline in a somewhat annoyed voice.

Lillian-May smiled mischievously, placing her hat of adventuring upon her small head. “Why can’t you tell?” Asked Lillian-May. “There is adventuring to be done. You, of course, are welcome to come. One can get the job done, but two makes it twice as fun.”

“I have work to do,” said Madeline, sitting at the one desk in their room.

Of course, he has work to do, people with very big brains always have work to do. They work so very hard to understand the very hardest things there are to understand.

Lillian-May always promised to keep her brain very small. For the work, her brother did never did seem like fun, like the small things that popped into her very small brain.

“That’s okay,” said Lillian-May, “I shall enlist my friend’s surely they will go adventuring.”

“Your animal friends?”

“Yep,” said Lillian-May popping the ‘p’.

That’s how it was and that’s how it always had been between the two siblings. Madeline, a girl with many responsibilities that she gives to herself. And Lillian-May, a child with her head up in the clouds.

After leaving her brother to his work, she hopped on down the steps, careful in not forgetting step two. She never forgot step two on the way down, that would just be silly.

“Mummy where are my boots?” Yelled Lillian-May the moments she reaches the base of the stairwell.

Lillian-May parades into the living room where her lovely mother sits, stitching up a quilt she’d made for her eldest child in her younger years.

“Mummy, do you know where my boots are?” Asked Lillian-May, “I can’t possibly go adventuring without them.”

“Of course you can’t. What’s a good explorer without her boots?” Asked her mother. She picks Lillian-May up, sitting her daughter on her lap.

“They aren’t under the bed, or at the base step like the ought to be.” Said Lillian-May in a sort of worried tone. Surely her boots didn’t walk off, they knew better than to run off without her.

“Did you look beneath the table?” Asked her mother.

“Why would they be there?” Lillian-May asked confusedly. Perhaps her boots had gotten hungry, as everything inevitably does, but then again they only eat mud and dirt.

“I do believe I recall a certain little girl leaving them there before dinner,” her mother said kindly.

Lillian-May grinned sheepishly, she had almost forgotten. Often times her adventuring days ended at the dinner table, and in her excitement, she forgot to check her boots at the door.

“Oh right, in all my forgetfulness I had forgotten.” Said Lillian-May.

With these words she slid off her mother’s lap, after saying one last thank you, she ran into the next room, the kitchen. She came to a stop before the table, bending over to see what lied beneath.

There she saw her boots, sitting in front of her chair, in a puddle of mud.

“Silly boots, I almost lost you,” said Lillian-May.

As her grandfather had once told her when she was very little. One can not set off on a proper adventure without the right pair of boots. Though she thought her adventure cap was indeed more helpful.

Lillian-May sat outside her back door, pulling on her big boots. She’d gotten them when she was smaller, now she’d grown, as all small children do.

“All I need now is some friends,” said Lillian-May in a matter of fact tone. “Perhaps a silly old bear.” She said as she ran off into the deep wood.

After some time she came upon a place most familiar. The home of one huggable Pooh Bear.

“Good evening Pooh Bear,” she called out coming down the bend.

“Hallo Lillian-May.”

“Prepare yourself, Pooh,” said Lillian-May excitedly.

“Ah yes prepare,” Pooh said. He thought for a little and then asked. “Prepare? For…supper?”

Lillian-May shook her head and giggled. “No you silly old bear. We are all going on a grand Expedition,” said Lillian-May as she boldly pointed her hand in the air. “We are going to go on an adventure.”

“Oh!” said Pooh. “What kind of adventure?” he asked.

“The fun kind,” said Lillian-May, not quite knowing what kind herself. “I don’t quite know what for. But it’s an adventure, for something.”

“What kind of a something?” Asked Pooh.

“We won’t know until we find it Pooh.” Said Lillian-May, as she carelessly drew symbols in the dirt.

“Ah yes, yes I see now.” Said Pooh, though he didn’t really.

“Now you’d best go round and get the others. I must go to get more adventuring supplies from my tree.” And with these new orders Pooh waddled off.

It wasn’t long before Pooh and his friends were all together ready to begin their adventure. First to arrive was, of course, was Pooh with his best animal friend Piglet, then Lillian-May and Kanga, with Roo in her pocket, then Eeyore and lastly Tigger with the rest of their friends.

“Well here we all are,” said Eeyore in his usual melancholy way. “Together again.”

“Yes Eeyore,” said Lillian-May. “Together for another adventure.”

“An adventure? Yippee!” Squeaked young Roo as he jumped out of his mother’s pouch.

“Are you ready?”

“Ready!” Cheered all the animals of the wood. Pooh, Tigger and all except save for Eeyore.

So off they all went on a grand new adventure, where to none of them knew, what for they didn’t know either. However they were with they’re friends, so it didn’t quite matter.

Writing advice from my uni teachers:

If your dialog feels flat, rewrite the scene pretending the characters cannot at any cost say exactly what they mean. No one says “I’m mad” but they can say it in 100 other ways.

Wrote a chapter but you dislike it? Rewrite it again from memory. That way you’re only remembering the main parts and can fill in extra details. My teacher who was a playwright literally writes every single script twice because of this.

Don’t overuse metaphors, or they lose their potency. Limit yourself.

Before you write your novel, write a page of anything from your characters POV so you can get their voice right. Do this for every main character introduced.

No Context Dialogue

"Hey, don't dig up the orchids playing your little game!"

"Not playing a game!"

me: *opens yet another google doc to continue writing*

my pile of unused notebooks: 

Headcanons for being Tony Stark’s Daughter (The Early Years)

Tony Stark x daughter!reader

warnings:

a/n: i’d like to think y/n was born around the year of 2000 in this, so around 8 when the first iron man took place, i guess this takes place all the way until right before avengers 1

prompt: y/n is tony’s daugher, takes place from about ages 0-12

The Teenage Years (2) The Intense Years (3) The Aftermath (4) Continued (5)

let’s face it: tony has no damn clue what he’s doing

your mom just kind of dropped you off at his house and left

“sir, the probability of that child being yours is very high”

“yeah, thanks for that, JARVIS”

pepper and happy being confused as hell because nobody knows what to do with you

obadiah stane was even a little bit skeptical of the whole thing

“well, we can’t just get rid of her”

“maybe we should get a dna test?”

yep, you were tony’s

although he didn’t know a thing about fatherhood, he decided this was a chance to be better than his dad

NOTHING in his house got baby-proofed

pepper and happy became reluctant babysitters at odd hours

but they grew to love you

quality time with dad

“is she holding a screwdriver?!” -pepper

“yeah, uh, she’s having a lot of fun with it” -tony

as you got older, you’d randomly wander into his shop and scare the bejesus out of him

“woah! how’d you get down here, kiddo?”

tony had to get JARVIS to keep an eye on you because if there’s trouble, you’ll find it

your first word was happy

“oh, my god, she said my name! did you hear that?”

“she meant happy like the emotion”

“really? you’re gonna tell me what she meant? it’s my name, end of discussion”

JARVIS taught you how to count and your ABC’s and yes you were homeschooled by an AI and your genius father

missing your dad during his parties

but he’d take you to meetings and dress you up all nice

there are a lot of paparazzi pictures of you looking your cutest for the camera

uncle rhodey

rhodey honestly thinks you’re adorable

“tell your dad that i’m cooler than him, got it?” *fist bump*

“uncle rhodey says he’s cooler than you.”

“he said what?!”

he covers your ears when he swears

but you still hear it and you giggle

tony turned you into a hard rock fan early on

ac/dc, black sabbath, guns n roses, led zeppelin and all that

you are mini him

“y/n, i got you a present!”

“lemme see, lemme see!”

“matching black sabbath shirts! now, can you tell me who sings in black sabbath?”

“OZZYYYYYY!!!” (cue you doing the sign of the horns with ur tiny hands 🤘🤘)

he’s never been prouder

you always pick out the goofiest ties for presents and he always gets so happy opening them

“for me? you shouldn’t have.” *opens gift*

“do you like it?”

*trying not to cry at the tie with his face on it* “i LoVe It”

he wears it to meetings and brags about you

you apprentice with him in the shop

your first creation was a tiny robot that’s only purpose was to roll around and say “boo” at random

when he disappeared you didn’t exactly understand what was going on because no one would tell you

they just said he was on a business trip

their hearts broke every time you asked “where’s dad?”

the man sobbed when he came back, you were just super happy to see him

burger king run

he let you see the iron man suit

you thought it was awesome

“i want one, too!”

“maybe one day, sweetheart”

the sports car that tony wrecked was your favorite and he promised he’d give it to you when you could drive but...it’s crushed now so...

yeah so tony started getting a bit more protective over you after the iron man suit was built and made happy watch over you while he kicked some ass

(fast forward to iron man 2)

meeting natalie rushman (natasha romanoff) and watching her take down happy in half a second

“can she teach me that?”

“no.” -tony, pepper, happy

“yes.” -natalie

spectating the insanity of monaco

basically getting into your own type of trouble to “help”

maybe not the best idea to throw rocks at a bad guy

insisting on getting your own suit

“nope. no way. not gonna happen, kid.”

you flipped justin hammer the bird and earned a high five from tony

going to uncle rhodey to tell him you want to be a superhero “just like him and dad”

🥺 <- rhodey after you called him a superhero

“follow your dreams, kiddo”

you built half a suit before anyone noticed

“what did i tell you about making a suit? i said ‘no.’ god, i can’t even be mad it looks awesome, my daughter’s a genius! but you’re grounded.”

that’s all i’ve got for now