Meeting Fender and Rodney Copperbottom/Riku's Group Takes Namine Out of the Tower

*(At a forest with a log cottage, Sofia’s group arrived following the Yellow Brick Road still. Unknown to them, the Sorceress and Sly Fox are hidden, watching them and then vanished without being seen. Sofia’s group meanwhile noticed a bunch of apple trees)*

Sofia: Yum! Apples!

Hugo: Boy, am I starving!

James: Me too!

*(Realizing they have food already, Amber and Isabel suddenly changed their answer to them)*

Amber: But we have food already.

Isabel: Yeah.

Clover: But what if we run out upon eating them?

*(Realizing he’s right after hearing their stomachs growl, they happily gave in)*

Amber: I guess it’s worth gathering more food then.

Piglet: (Chuckles a bit) Great idea, Amber.

*(They walk up to a nearby apple tree and after Sofia picked an apple off a branch and just when she was gonna inspect it for worms, an arm of the apple tree snatched the apple back from her and slapped her hand)*

Sofia: Ouch!

Apple tree 1: What do you think you're doing, young lady?

Sofia: We've been walking a long way and we were hungry and.… Did you just talk?

Apple tree 1: (Gestures to the other apple trees) They were hungry!

*(The other apple trees suddenly moved and began shouting angrily)*

Apple tree 2: (Mockingly) They were hungry.

Apple tree 3: (Mockingly) They were hungry.

*(The apple tree then turned to the group in anger)*

Apple tree 1: Well, how would you like it if someone comes along and picked something off of you?!

Sofia: Oh dear. I keep forgetting we're still not in Kansas.

Desmond: Well, we wouldn’t like it, but….

Apple tree 1: Then keep your hands to yourself!

Amber: You’re the rudest tree…!

James: Amber, don’t provoke him even more!

*(Getting an idea suddenly, Pooh's group then spoke up in disgust, secretly winking at Sofia's group, who, getting their winks, played along)*

Rabbit: (Secretly winking at Sofia's group) Come along, kids. You don't want any of *those* apples. Hmph!

Tigger: (Secretly winking at Sofia's group) Yeah, they probably don't taste good anyway. Yuck!

Sofia's group: (Playing along) Yeah, great idea.

Apple tree 1: Are you saying my apples aren't what they ought to be?

Rabbit: (Slyly) Oh, no. It's just that they don't like little green worms.

Apple tree 1: (Insulted, to Rabbit) Worms?! *(To the other apple trees)* Did he say we had worms?

Apple tree 3: That's what it sounded like to me

Tigger: Sure you got worms. Worms, caterpillars, and probably a whole bunch of wood lice!

Apple tree 1: Why, you little...!

*(The apple tree grabbed Sofia with his long branch-like fingers, but Hugo quickly came to Sofia's rescue and pulled her out of the apple tree's grasp. Clover nearly got caught by one of the trees, but he managed to escape safely and run behind Sofia, who stood close to Hugo and the others for protection)*

Rabbit: (To Sofia's group softly) We'll show you how to get apples, kids.

*(Rabbit and Tigger made funny faces while making a mocking gesture at the trees)*

Apple tree 1: How dare you?! Let's get 'em, fellas!

*(The apple trees threw their apples right at him, including the one the apple tree snatched from Sofia. Pooh got hit in the face and fell backwards)*

Pooh: Oof! Bother....

*(Sofia's group dodged behind a tree stump so they don't get hit. The apple trees tossed several more apples at them until they got tired that they stopped)*

Apple tree 1: How do you like them apples, Cottontail?!

Rabbit: (Smirking in triumph) Ha! We like 'em just fine, thank you.

Tigger: Help yourselves, kids! Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

*(Realizing they were tricked, the apple tree shouted at Sofia's group)*

Apple tree 1: You could’ve asked permission to have those apples instead!

Amber: Now you tell us.

*(Sofia picks an apple up)*

Sofia: Thanks.

*(The apples trees just mumbled in anger and then went back to sleep. Sofia’s group then proceeded to pick up the apples and pack them in their backpacks and fannypack. After Sofia picked up the last apple and packed it, she suddenly noticed a pair of rusty red legs attached to silver joints standing in front of her. She stood up and saw that the legs came from a rusty red robot with brown eyes, a crank on an antenna connected to the top of his oatmeal can-like head, and silver joints, just standing there, holding an axe)*

Sofia: Hey guys! Come here!

*(The others arrived and noticed the robot as well)*

Hugo: A red robot?

James: Why isn’t he moving?

Isabel: Wow! Guys , that thing looks increíble. It appears to be fully autonomous and capable of modifying its external appearance. *(squeals excitedly)* I'd like to shake the hand of whoever created this!

*(Suddenly, the robot mumbled something through his closed mouth without moving)*

Amber: Huh? Uh, excuse me, sir, did you say something?

*(The robot mumbled something again)*

Robot: (Mumbling) Mmoilm man.

Gopher: I think he ssssaid “Oil can.”

Pooh: Oil can what?

Rabbit: No, no, Pooh. He means an object called an oil can.

Pooh: (Realizing) Oh! An oil can. Okay.

Tigger: And no wonder, it looks like he's run out of oil.

Clover: But where is one?

Desmond: I see a cabin over there. Maybe we'll find one in there.

Sofia: Wait, I'll be right back.

*(Sofia, at once, ran into to the cottage and finds an oil-can sitting on a shelf)*

Sofia: Ah, here it is!

*(She picked it up and runs back to the robot again)*

Sofia: Where do you want to be oiled first?

*(The robot mumbled again)*

Robot: (Mumbling) Mmym mounm.

Sofia: Your mouth?

Robot: (Mumbling) Mm-hmm.

Sofia: Okay.

*(She and Isabel both took turns, squirting some oil into the robot’s mouth, until the robot rubbed his lips together, moving them again. Then he opened them and spoke up gratefully in a Robin Williams-like voice)*

Robot: G....GO....GO....GOOOOOOOD MORNING, VIETNAM!!!!! Wow! I can talk again! Thank you, thank you, thank you! That's the very first time I was able to speak for over a year! Can you oil the rest of my body please?

Sofia: (Smiles) Why, of course!

Robot: And when you are done, could you also oil my friend too?

James: Your other friend?

Isabel: Wow! There's another robot?! Where?

Roo: We found him! In the weeds!

*(Sofia's group looked and sure enough, saw another rusty robot laying stiff on the ground at the weeds. He is a thin humanoid robot who has a blue-green color scheme with white highlights and brown-gray insides and had blue eyes. Then Tigger and Eeyore, with Sofia and Hugo's help, pulled the other robot out of the weeds and stood him up. Then the other robot mumbled due to his mouth shut tight)*

Sofia: Want me to oil your mouth first, too?

Robot 2: (Mumbling) Mm-hmm.

Robot 1: Well, from his mumbling, he said, *(In high-pitched voice)* "Mm-hmm," *(In normal voice)* which he is saying, "Yes."

Rabbit: Obviously.

Sofia: Here you go, Mister Other Robot.

Fender: Rodney Copperbottom is his name.

Sofia: (Getting it) Ah, okay.

*(Then she proceeded to oil the other robot, now revealed to be Rodney Copperbottom, on his lips. Then sure enough, Rodney, too, spoke again)*

Rodney: Wow! Thank you so much, Ma'am.

Sofia: You're welcome.

Robot 1: And, if you like, you can oil up Rodney first before me.

Lumpy: Are you sure?

Robot 1: I'm positive. Anybody who doesn't think positive are fools.

Tigger: You positive?

Robot 1: I'm positive, again.

Tigger: Okey-dokey!

*(Sofia then oiled up Rodney's body, and he is able to movie again)*

Rodney: Much better. I can move again.

Robot 1: Okay. My turn. Start with my arms please.

*(Then Sofia proceeded to oil up the first robot's arms, helping him move them again)*

Hugo: Does it hurt?

Robot: Nope! It feels wonderful! But you know, We haven't been properly introduced. I'm Fender. Used to be Bumper......but had to change it when we came in to the country.

Sofia: Nice to meet you, Mr. Fender.

Hugo: (adjusting Rodney's rusty left arm) So...How did you two ever get into this fix in the first place? I mean what was it that rusted you both solid?

Rodney: Well, Fender and I used to be flesh and blood like you, my boy. We both fell in love with two beautiful maidens, whose mother hated us.

Fender: So to stop us from marrying her daughters, she hired Magica De Spell the Wicked Witch of the East to put a spell on uss. Our bodies wer transformed into a tin robotic bodies.

Roo: Why robotic?

Fender: Because things made of tin or metal don't have hearts. We found that out when we lost all of my love for the girls. But lucky for me, a fellow inventors fixes us up and polishes me clean.

Rodney: Then one day, Fender and I were in the forest, chopping trees and minding my own business, when suddenly it began to rain, much harder then we realized. I tried to rush back to that cabin to get our oil can for me and Fender, but....I didn't make it in time and Fender and I became rusted solid at that spot ever since.