Excerpt from novel-in-progress:
Paddington Bear and Corduroy lie down on the mattress together. A single lightbulb swings from the ceiling, illuminating the passionate fur of their faces. "What are we doing," Paddington breathes, lifting a paw to Corduroy's lips. "Oh Paddington -- I'll never feel lost again," gasps Corduroy, as the taste of warm marmalade floods his mouth. "Let the night watchman find me in your body." He enters Paddington with a forceful thrust. "Now I am the one who is a ... stuffed ... bear," cries Paddington, as he clutches the flesh of the teddy against him.
In the corner Pooh silently sits with his camera, recording every move. "Christopher Robin will be pleased," he says to himself. "Christopher Robin will be very pleased indeed."