MR. NARRATOR: "It's a beautiful day here in the Hundred Acre Wood and Rabbit was doing a little bit of organizing, isn't that right Rabbit?"

RABBIT: "Why yes I am Mr. Narrator. I'm doing a little bit of spring cleaning."

MR. NARRATOR: "In other words, you've been doing a bit of cleaning all year 'round?"

RABBIT: "Exactly. I'm either doing some cleaning in my house or I'm looking after my garden."

MR. NARRATOR: "Just then, a knock came from Rabbit's door."

knock knock knock

POOH: "Rabbit! Do you have any more extra honey that I can borrow?"

Rabbit freezes mid-sweep at a familiar friend behind his door. He knew what Pooh was after. He sighs and heads to open the door; with the broom still in his hand.

RABBIT: "Let me guess? You ate your inventory of honey again?"

Pooh blinks as he tries to process what Rabbit just said.

POOH: "By that, you mean I'm all out of honey?"

RABBIT: "Yes that's exactly what I meant Pooh."

MR. NARRATOR: "Pooh thought about it, but not for a moment longer."

POOH: "Yes."