Bugs watched as Lola fell cuddled up to her chair.
"Night," he said and looked out the window into the night but Tigger interrupted his train of though.
"Hm...as mean as dis Gabriel sounds, I think the games could be fun. Don't you, Pooh Boy?" he said, elbowing the yellow bear in his tubby stomach, making him spit out his honey he was chewing on hastily.
"Oh, yes, of-of course," Pooh agreed, and then went back to eating. As he was eating, he thought of his friends they left behind in the Hundred Acre Wood. He thought about how he would tell them about the games when they returned.
"Hmm...I wonder if dere's any jobs we could do when we get there...hm..." Tigger pondered, looking down at his feet thoughtfully.