My friends Tigger and Pooh
We're always there for each other
You'll see just how fun it can be
With so much in the Wood to discover
And if I need help on the way Buster might save the day
Or Piglet, Lumpy or Roo
Eeyore has a paw to lend Rabbit has an ear to bend
Now all we're missing is you
Hooray, it's a honey-fa! day
So let's laugh And let's play here together
With my friends Tigger and Pooh
My friends Tigger and Pooh
Darby, Tigger and Pooh
Our friends Tigger and
My friends Tigger and Pooh
That's you, buddy.
You too.
Hi! Do you hear that?
It's Piglet practising for his show tonight.
And everyone's coming.
Oh, that sounds like honey to my ears.
Sorry, Piglet. I didn't know you were taking a bath.
It's all right, I was just practising for tonight.
And from what I heard, you're practise-ly perfect, Pigarotti.
Do you think so? I'm not sure.
Are you kidding?
Why, you sound positootly stupendorous!
And you'll sound even more wonderful up on the stage, Piglet.
- Stage? - Well, of course.
I invitated everybody in the Hundredy Acres, you know.
You did? Oh, my!
We'll let you keep practising.
By the time you're done, we'll have everything set up.
Gee, thanks, Darby.
The stage is all set for a Pigaletto performance.
Piglet! You can come practise on the stage now.
Coming.
Oh, dear. All those seats are going to be filled?
With all your friends.
And we even made programmes to tell them all about the show.
Well, I do love singing for my friends. So I suppose...
Here goes.
- Are you okay, Piglet? - I'm not so sure.
It seems my singing voice is gone.
Oh, bother.
Do you think it will be back in time for the show, Piglet?
I don't know, Pooh.
Maybe we'd better cancel?
Not a chance.
Operation Opera just needs some choral support
of the Super Sleuth type, wouldn't you say?
Time to slap my cap.
Say the Super Sleuth oath with us.
- Anytime. - Anyplace.
The Super Sleuths...
Are on the case.
Okay, tongue, check. Tonsils, yep.
Teethers, one, two, three, four, there. But no singing voice.
Mysterious.
We need to help Piglet find his singing voice.
I wonder where it could have gone to.
I believe that sounds like a question, Darby, doesn't it?
And asking questions is what sleutherers do best.
Ask a question, give it a try
Who, what, where, when, how or why?
Get an answer, try it now
Who, what, where, when, why or how?
Perhaps the first thing we need to ask would be
where did Piglet have his singing voice last?
Why, it was with me inside my house.
Right before you called me out to practise.
No voice here. Or there.
Nada on the la-la.
What's this singing voice of yours look like, anyways?
Tigger, you can't see a voice.
What do we have to do if we wanna find a voice?
Right! We have to listen for it.
That is why she gets to wear the cap.
I do believe I hear something rather melodious outside.
It's coming from up there.
Hi. What's up, sleuths?
Piglet's voice is inside of Woodpecker?
Now, how in the Hundredy Acres did that happen?
Oh, like it, Piglet? I learned that song from you.
So it wasn't Piglet's singing voice we heard.
It was Wood pecker.
Hey, what's good in the Wood, Super Sleuths?
And the pink man himself.
Looking forward to your show tonight.
- You are? - Well, I sure am.
I promised to pick up Turtle on the way. Don't want to be late.
- But I'm not sure there's going to be a-- - Come again, my friend?
He said, "It's gonna be the bestest show that ever showed."
Copacetic. Can't wait.
But how am I going to have a show without my singing voice?
Singing? I love your singing.
Hey! I've got an idea.
Since Woodpecker knows Piglet's song,
maybe Piglet can borrow Woodpecker's voice for the show.
Me? Help? Love to.
But how is Piglet going to borrow Woodpecker's voice, exactly?
Follow me.
Okay, let's practise.
And a one and a two and a three.
Hey, let's switch up the beat.
Oh, yeah, oh, oh, oh Toreador
Break it down
Toreador, Toreador
Let's dance.
So? So? How did it go?
I don't think this is working, per se.
Oh, my. Has the show begun already?
And I thought I was going to be the early bird.
Nope. That's me.
Don't worry, Porcupine. The show hasn't started yet.
And we're not quite sure it will ever start
Why? What do you mean?
Well, this little piggy's singing voice has gone missing all the way
somewhere else is what.
- Missing? - Oh. my.
I remember one time I tried to play my flute on stage.
I was so nervous about all the people watching,
I couldn't play a single note.
But that doesn't mean my music was missing.
Are you feeling nervous, Piglet?
Maybe that's why you can't sing in front of everybody.
- No, no, no.
Piglet's the bestest at singing for his buds.
Right? Piglet? Yes?
Well, I do like singing, but not in front of the whole Wood.
It seems I'll never stop being scared or get my singing voice back.
I think I have to cancel the show.
I'm sorry we couldn't help, Piglet.
But what shall we do with all these programmes?
And the stage we set up?
Sorry to disappoint everyone.
I really did want to sing my song for you.
And I so loved the sweet sound I heard this morning.
When you were singing at home in your bath, that is.
- I do enjoy singing in my bathtub. - That's it, Piglet.
Maybe a bath will help you feel less scared
and bring your singing voice back.
- Do you think it will work? - Well, it's certainly worth trying.
Awesome!
Are the bubbles helping, Piglet?
I do feel better, Pooh Bear.
It's working! I can sing again.
We got us a regular soapy opera.
Oh, it looks like everybody is here.
We better get this show on the road. Come on.
Piglet, don't be scared. They love your singing.
They do?
Just look.
Go, Piglet!
- Yeah, Piglet! - Now we're talking.
You did great and they wanna hear more.
- Yes, Piglet! - Hooray, Piglet!
That is the beautiful sound of a mystery becoming history.
Heads up!
Got it, got it, got it!
Eleventy points for the guy in the stripes.
Great jump, Tigger! Five points.
Hey, everybody.
We're playing a game called Darby Ball.
And the best pan is, we make up the rules as we go.
Tagged you with a leaf, which is worth,
oh, let's see...
Pooh Bear scratched his head, 20 points.
Fetch it, Buster.
Follow the bouncing ball.
- Who threw this thing into my--? - I got it! I got it!
Follow the bouncing ball.
Good ducking there, Long Ears. A thousandy-seventy points.
Congratulations! You win.
- The crowd went mild! - Get off of me.
Your ball almost flattened my garden.
Sorry, Rabbit. Do you wanna play with us?
- I mean, Darby Ball's a lot of fun. - No, thank you.
I'm going to have some real fun and clean my house.
I wonder why Rabbit never seems to play with us.
Yeah. I don't think he's ever Poohsticked or Pooh Kicked.
He never plays butterfly tag with us, either.
Maybe Rabbit just doesn't know how to have fun.
What do you mean? Of course I know how to have fun.
I'm lots of fun. Everybody knows that.
Don't they?
- Well... - The thing about that Rabbit,
"fun" is a rather strong...
Well, of course.
Why, my buddy RaRa is the funniest guy in the whole Hundredy Acres.
Remember that time he threw an underwater picnic?
- Forget about it. - Tigger, that wasn't Rabbit.
That was you.
Is that right?
Well, what about the time Rabbit painted all the trees purple
for Lumpy's birthday? Talk about fun.
Tigger, that was you too.
Rabbit was the one who stopped you.
This whole conversation is silly. I know how to have fun.
Just look at all the games I play.
Why, there's seed counting, seed sorting, plant the seed, chutes and seeds.
Oh, and my favourite, hide-and-go-seed.
I'm sure those games are great, Rabbit, but...
They sound rather like work.
Yes. Isn't it wonderful?
Okay, I don't know how to break this to you, Rabbit,
but it's like this, work, fun.
Work, fun.
Two different things, get where I'm going?
But... But...
I had no idea.
Don't worry, Rabbit.
I know who can help you learn how to have fun.
The Super Sleuths. Brilliant!
Time to slap my cap.
- Anytime. - Anyplace.
The Super Sleuths...
Are on the case.
Don't you worry, Rabbit, old pal.
We'll help you learn how to have fun, if it's the last thing we do.
So, what's the first thing we do?
We think, think, think.
Now's the time to think, think, think
When you have a problem Think, think, think
Look at every clue Like the Super Sleuths do
- And just think - Think
- Think
Well, I think, think, think
the first pan of having fun is to look like you're having fun.
Well, how do I do that?
I've noticed I tend to smile whenever I'm having fun.
Smile. Well, of course.
How's this?
Well, it's missing a little something.
You know, that extra oomph.
I know.
Okay, we've got a little to work with here.
Here we go. We're going to put this here.
That's a cute Rabbit. There you go.
Put that and ta-da, et cetera.
Is that better?
With these glasses on, I can't see--
So was that fun, Rabbit?
Maybe it'd be safer if we try some jokes?
Jokes are always fun.
- Ready? - I think so.
- Knock, knock. - Come in.
No. No, no, no.
See, she says, "Knock, knock." And you say, "Who's there?"
You see how that works?
But couldn't I just look through the window
and see who was knocking at my door?
But that's not the way the joke works, Rabbit.
Let's start over. Ready?
- Knock, knock. - Who's there?
Boo.
I don't know anyone named Boo. So I wouldn't open the door.
Just pretend.
- Knock, knock. - Who's there?
- Boo. - Boo who?
Why are you crying, Rabbit?
- Why are you--? I love that one. - Rabbit wasn't even crying.
Now that is funny and I know funny.
But I don't understand. Boo hoo?
Why would I be crying?
I thought jokes were supposed to be fun.
Boy, who knew having fun was such hard work?
A stick is supposed to be fun?
Oh, this isn't just any stick.
It's a limbo stick.
- Limbo? - It's a dance, Rabbit.
And there's nothing more fun than doing the limbo.
Here, Rabbit.
I shall show you how the limbo limb goes.
And...
Wow, Pooh. You're really good at this.
Oh, thank you, Darby. Who knew?
Okay, RaRa.
How low can you go?
I've never checked.
Almost. Almost.
I limbo-ed my lumbar.
Oh, nicely done.
Hey, Long Ears, you should take up drumming.
I hear that's a lot of fun.
This is hopeless.
I'm having even less fun than I was before
you started making me have fun.
Poor Rabbit.
We can't give up on old Cotton Bottom now.
There's gotta be something we can do to help.
Maybe if we follow Rabbit back to his house we'll get an idea.
Come on.
What is that sound?
It's coming from Rabbit's house.
It sounds like he might still be hurt
Oh, dear.
Is Rabbit laughing?
I think so.
It sounds like Rabbit is actually having fun.
- We do good work. - But we didn't do anything.
Could it be that Rabbit already does know how to have fun?
Maybe, but seed counting?
Well, he's in there laughing and we're out here not laughing a lot.
So I say why not try it?
- Who's there? - It's us.
It's us who?
Well, what do you know, he did learn a thing or two.
This isn't a knock-knock joke, Rabbit. It really is us.
We want to apologise.
For which pan exactly?
For not listening to you. You were right to begin with.
Yeah. It turns out you knew how to have fun all along.
A different kind of fun than we're used to, perhaps.
But I guess everybody has their own idea of what fun is.
And isn't.
Well, thank you, Super Sleuths.
I accept your apology.
And if it's not too much trouble,
may we join you in your seed-counting game?
- It sounds like quite a bit of fun. - Oh, yeah, it sure does.
- Yeah. - Well, of course.
The more the merrier.
How do you play?
Oh, it's easy.
Grab a handful of seeds and start counting.
Eleven, 12.
Certainly 13 would be next.
Thirteen, 14. I've got 15 seeds.
Thirty, 16. Carry the really dark seed
and got a lot of seeds.
This is fun.
Eighteen, 19. I've got 20.
- Does that mean I win? - It means we do it again.
One, two, three...
Well, it's a different kind of fun than Darby Ball.
But at least the rules are simpler.
Right, boy?
- Thirteen, 14. - There's 15.
Sixteen.
Do you remember what Rabbit said he liked to do for fun?
Was it dancing?
Sitting in a tree?
Taking a nap?
Or was it...?
I've got 15 seeds.
Seed counting?
That's right!
Rabbit thinks counting seeds is a lot of fun.
Good sleuthing, everybody.