Chapter 1: Start of a Friendship
This story takes place over 30 years ago. Stan Woozle is now married and has a little one on the way. Today, his younger sister Ava had just turned 18, and he's been teaching her everything he knows about stealing honey.
Stan, Ava and their heffalump friend Heff are about to pull off a honey heist.
All three are hiding in the bushes
Stan: Alright, sis. Remember everything I taught about being a sneaky woozle?
Ava: Uh-huh!
Stan: Just remember, stay low, grab a pot of honey and get away quickly!
Ava: Yep!
Stan: And what better way to celebrate your first official day of adulthood than to pull off your first honey heist all by yourself?
Ava: Nothing, big brother!
Stan: Alright. Get ready.
Ava: (gets in position)
Stan: Don't move until I say so.
Ava: Got it.
They wait for Pooh Bear to leave his house
Stan: Ready.....
Ava: (waiting)
Pooh Bear: (leaves the house, hums as he walks away)
Stan: Go!
Ava: (dashes to the window of Pooh Bear's house, climbs into the window, manages to get into the house, looks around) Hmmm...if I were a pot of honey, where would I be hiding? (thinks for a few moments) A-ha! (goes in the cupboards, sees the pots of honey) Jackpot! (grabs one pot out of the cupboard) Hmm...probably wouldn't hurt to grab one more. (grabs another pot) Oh, maybe one more. (grabs a third pot, keeps grabbing all the pots until the cupboard is cleared out, groans as she struggles to hold the many pots of honey) Oof! These are heavy!
Stan and Heff are watching from outside
Heff: Uh, Stan? Do you think she'll pull it off?
Stan: Of course I do! She's learned from the best! Besides, she's gonna need to learn to help me steal enough honey to feed my pregnant wife. She's practically feeding two right now.
Heff: But what if Ava messes up?
Stan: (scoffs) She won't! I've been training her since she was 10 years old. She knows all the tricks in the book.
(then they feel the ground rumble)
Heff: Huh? Wh-wh-what's that?
Stan: I think I have an idea what. It's....him.
Heff: (gasps) You mean--?
Stan: Yeah, that traitor Wooster. (looks behind him, sees Wooster approaching the house) Duck! (ducks down)
Heff: Duck? Where?
Stan: (grabs Heff by the trunk, pulls him down) Shh!
Heff: (whispers) Wait. What about Ava?
Stan: As long as she stays in the house, she'll be fine.
The door opens
Ava: (walks out the door, holding the stack of honey pots)
Stan: D'oh!
Ava: Wh-wh-whoa-oa-oa! (trying to keep her balance)
Stan: If Wooster spots her, it's over! (looks back) Huh? Where did he go?
Ava: (starting to fall over) Uh-oh! Uh-oh! Uh-oh! (loses her balance falls over, then a big hand catches her) Huh? What the? (looks up, she sees that it's Wooster is the one who caught her, her eyes widen, she gulps)
Wooster: Honey. (uses his other hand to grab all but one of the honey pots from Ava, he looks down at Ava)
Ava: (laughs nervously)
Heff: Oh! I can't watch!
Ava: Uhhhh....(starts to sweat) Oh, please don't hurt me! I was just borrowing, I swear! Just please don't squish me!
Wooster: (confused) Hurt you? Wooster not hurt you. Wooster just want to share honey with you.
Ava: Wait. Share? Why?
Wooster: Friends share. Wooster want to be your friend.
Ava: You...want to be my friend? Gosh. No one has ever wanted to be my friend before. Ahem. You know I got your name. My name is Ava. Ava Woozle.
Wooster: You want to meet Wooster's other friends, Ava?
Ava: I...
Stan: Hold it right there!
Ava: Big brother!
Stan: (grabs Ava's arm) Come on. We're going home.
Ava: But-but...
Stan: I said let's go!
Ava: Uh...(looks at Wooster) I'll see you later.
Stan: By the way, good job on getting a pot of honey. You did good. not perfect, but still good.
Stan, Ava and Heff leave the area until they make it home
Ava: Stan! Let go!
Stan: (lets go) What were you thinking?! I said one pot of honey!
Ava: Sorry, Stan. I thought--
Stan: You thought you'd get extra points for snatching all of them. Look, I know you want to impress me. Just don't overdo it. Even I have my limits. (takes the honey pot from Ava) This should satisfy your sister-in-law and your future nephew.
Ava: How do you know it's gonna be a boy?
Stan: I have a hunch! And he's gonna be a chip off the old block! Hehehe!
Ava: If you say so.
Stan: Alright. We'll try again tomorrow. Just steer clear of Wooster. He's dangerous.
Ava: Alright.
Stan: Attagirl.
(they all head to Stan's home, so he can let his pregnant wife eat the stolen honey)
End of chapter 1
