Zosia's room was tidy. There were books on the desk and Pooh bear laying down for a nap on the shelf. Only one drawer was ever so slightly special. There, Zosia kept her crayons, scissors, erasers and rulers. Each utensil had its own place, but today, when Zosia opened the drawer, she heard quiet giggles. Puzzled, she looked deeper and noticed that a red crayon was nodding towards her! - Hey Zosia! - called out the crayon. - Today we need your help. Zosia jumped up and down in amazement. Crayon says! Eraser also turned around and waved her pink paw at Zosia. - The sharpener is gone! - exclaimed the eraser. - It was as if it had flown away. Zosia couldn't believe her eyes. In her drawer, suddenly everything was moving and talking! - 'We have to find a sharpener, because without it soon none of us will be able to draw beautiful pictures,' said the crayon thoughtfully. Zosia felt as if she was the heroine of her own fairy tale. She decided to help with her utensils. Together with the crayon and eraser, they set off into the depths of the drawer, which was now like a large, colourful forest. They walked under a bridge of rulers, climbed up a mountain of pencils and looked behind each block of paper. Suddenly, just at the end of the drawer, they heard a strange rustling.... Who or what was waiting for them in the shadows? Would the sharpener be found? And would the drawer surprise them with anything else?....