The Empire State building

Everyone was preparing for the trip, the bear was catching mushrooms to keep the mood up, the dot was gathering soft material for something to sleep on and the fox was setting the plane ready for start. The bear was pretty frustrated, mushrooms are so fast and smart these days, he had to watch out for not being the pray itself. There were all sort of hi-tec traps in the forest floor, bananathrowers hidden in tree trunks, marshmallow gunner on top of a big oak, cotton candy traps, and so on.... The red dot wasn´t having better times, there weren't many softer things in the forest, she had only found one pillow and two blankets so far, but they need three from each. The fox on the other hand was on the fly, tanking the plane, checking tire pressure, checking oil-level and overall checking everything. The dot found another pillow and thought that they could take turns sleeping or then share and went back to the plane, bear was already there with a  big bag of mushrooms, he was covered in cotton candy, strawberrysirup and marshmallows. He was kind of pink now, his beatiful white fur was all pink, fox laughed at him and told him to take a shower in the river. The was not very fascinated of the shover idea, he had always taken baths. Baths with pink roses and bubbles, the water in the river was cold and didn´t have any bubbes at all. He found some white powder and decided to roll himself in it, in order to not take a shower, he hoped that nobody will notice it.
They were all on the plane and ready ro take off, luckily there was an old military airfield nearby, which they could use. The fox was very self-confident, he believes that he is the best pilot in the world, altough he has never flown with an aeroplane before. The others didn´t know it, but i´m sure they wouldn´t worry even if they know. They had their full trust in that little fox, who was the first time in his life, happy.
They had now been flying for almost three hours, and there were no hints of empire state building, also they saw that nobody has cleaned the plane and there were skeletons of previous owners on board. The fox didn´t mind it but little red dot was upset, "sharing a plane with skeletons", she said. She asked the bear to throw them out, but he was too busy knitting. He knitted mittens, beatiful mittens with eigth white dots. The red dot had to do it herself, she took a shovel and started pushing the sekeletons to the door, she didn´t like it at all. For the situation ta not get too creepy she started talking to the skeleton, it actually seemed pretty dumb at the moment, but believe it or not, it was dumb when they later thought of it. But neverthless, now the dot was happier, but the plane was still pretty dirty, dust rolls under the seat, on the seat,on the table, under the tale, the ceiling was covered with spiderwebs, mud and cottoncandy, pink cottoncandy to be precise. The dot wasn´t happy, she would like to sit on clean seat, but that is impossible, so she become dirty and unhappy. the seats were overall nice and comfy, blue velvet with red stripes on the sides but no cup holders this sign indicates that the plane is not made or designed in the U.S.
It was sunset and they finally noticed the epire state building, the majestetic building that once was tallest in the world. Now it was somewhat old and and flanel. They were approaching it, everything was so beatiful, the sunset, sunlight was dancing between the scyscrapers like a ballerina. They couldn´t land on the building and used binoculars to look for the pink apple, but didn´t find it, even when they had done 10 circles around it. Suddenly the fox said they were going out of fuel, plane needed land, soon. Only flatter land on the horizont was central park, since the fox was a brilliant pilot he knew it is landable. "It´s going to be a little bumpy, but we survive" he said and started landing procedures, wheels out, nose up, and landed it was, trees were hurt but they didn´t mind. They were high on greenhouse gases. The little red dot, a polar bear, and a fox were now in big city, on their own, nobody knows what they do there next.