It’s a dark twist no one saw coming—Winnie the Pooh, Tigger, and Rabbit standing frozen in horror as they stare at a TV screen with a mugshot of their beloved Christopher Robin and the caption: “Convicted of Murder.” Pooh’s pot of honey is slipping from his paws, mid-air, as if the entire Hundred Acre Wood has just been flipped upside down. Tigger, normally bouncing off the walls, looks like his spring has officially snapped. And Rabbit? Let’s just say his anxiety has evolved into a full-blown existential crisis.
The irony here is delicious, in a twisted kind of way. Christopher Robin, the sweet boy who used to take them on gentle adventures, now plastered across the evening news as the subject of a true-crime documentary. You can almost hear Rabbit muttering, “I knew he was trouble when he insisted on naming a stuffed bear ‘Winnie.’” Meanwhile, Pooh is probably thinking, Is this what happens when you run out of honey? And Tigger? He’s in denial. “He couldn’t have done it, right? Right?” But the truth stings: even the most whimsical friendships can’t protect you from plot twists worthy of a Netflix binge.
