The Daughter of Christopher Robin

Disclaimer: I don't own anything of this story, only Clarissa. The rights are reserved for A. A. Milne, this is a fanfic and the first thing that came to mind.

There was a girl. She had often heard stories of her father as a child, she always loved the imagination he had. She was seven years old and one day she found a book in their library. It was titled 'The Hundred Acre Woods'. Her face lit up and she was indeed excited, she grabbed the book and ran to her room. There she began reading. And there she was transported to The Hundred Acre Woods.

Clarissa looked around herself and she wasn't in her room anymore. She was somewhere else. She walked around and then she heard something familiar.

"Oh bother. I seem to be out of honey." She giggled as she recognized who it was.

"Pooh Bear!!" She shouted and ran towards them. She didn't know how, but she recalled having played with him many times. He looked up and saw the little girl run towards him.

"Why hello, Clarissa. How are you?"

"I'm fine Pooh, I heard you're out of honey. Did you ask Rabbit?" She hugged him tightly.

"No. I have not. I will do that."

"Bye Pooh!"

"Farewell." She then continued wandering and saw Lumpy the Heffalump playing with Roo.

"Lumpy!! Roo!!" Clarissa called out as she made her way to them.

"Clarissa! Long time no see." Roo smiled and hugged her.

"Wanna play with us?" Lumpy asked.

"Absolutely!" They then began to play Tag.

Time passes and she was getting tired. She had said her goodbyes and left. Then the girl appeared back in her room and her father was sitting on her overstuffed chair.

"Daddy!! You wouldn't believed what happened! I saw Pooh and he ran out of honey again and then I played with Lumpy and Roo!" She smiled and climbed into her father lab.