Christmas Greetings

"Hey, what's this?"

"It's your Christmas card."

"No need to be violent, Saffy."

"Wow! It's so pretty!"

"Thank you!"
"That's ok. Now where's mine?"

"...just a sec..."

"..."

"Um...what is that?"

"It was as snowman, but it melted, and I didn't have a carrot, so I gave it a grape."

"Right. Very...nice?"

"Is there a reason why you wrote it in blue crayon?"

"I though it would look more cheerful."

"And the hole?"

"It was going to be a star, but I pressed too hard."

Happy Christmas!

Ducks like bread

"Tuft, I've decided something."

"Yes?"

"This is a really great place to live."

Not a massive chapter, I must agree, but I was particularly amused by the amount of bread that arrived in the post this morning. Saffy and Tuft were delighted, of course.

The bread is now clogging up the freezer.

Ducknapped?

"These shades are amazing, aren't they, Tuft!"

"I don't know...I can't see much. They're so dark."

"That's the point."

"Wait, now its really dark! What's going on!"

"...Saffy?" 

"Uhhh...what's going on?"

"Where's Saffy?"

"Oh dear."

"Wait a second..."

"Saffy."

"Sorry. I was hungry."

"Take those glasses off."

"Oh well, I'm off to raid the cupboard."

Electricity is dangerous

"Hey, Tuft, this thing has little numbers on it!"

"That's because it's an alarm clock, Saffy."

"Cool! ...what does it do?"

"I don't know, it just says it's an alarm clock on the side."

"Oh."

"Wow! A mini Sun!"

"This doesn't light up. How boring."

"Ah ha! Now this looks interesting. I wonder where it goes?"

"Saffy, remember what happens every time you decide to investiagte something?"

"Not every time."

"Now, Saffy, this looks a little unsafe, so I would suggest..."

"Where does this go?"

"Saffy! I don't think that's a good id-"

Splat

Remember everyone, electricity is dangerous.

Bookworms

"Hey, Tuft, look at this!"

"Oh, a book. So what?"

"It's me!"

"...yeah, great...

"Well, I'm off to read my book."

"What's that?"

"Lord of the Rings."

Food, Glorious Food

What did we last finish with? Oh, yes, Tuft being thrown a rather dubious looking rope...

"I'm not sure about this."

"I'm really not sure about this."

"You'll be fine."

"See? That wasn't so bad."

"It. Was. Terrifying. I'm never doing that ever again, you hear?"

 

"Why are we here anyway?"

"I found something extremely exciting."

"Behold, a cupboard! I've worked out how to tie the rope to the handle."

"...great. Sounds fun. Well, if that's all-"

"I haven't finished yet. I worked out how to open the cupboard!"

"So?"

"It has food in it!"

"Now I'm going to swing myself up there."

"Where are you going?"

"..."

"..."

"Tada!"

"Are you sure that's safe?"

"Of course, Tuft! Stop being such a spoilsport."

"Whee! Look at me go!"

"Ah ha! It worked!"

"Saffy, if you fall, you'll only have yourself to blame!"

"Huh."

"...what?"

"Whoa!"

"Saffy-"

"Mmph?"

"...never mind. I'll...leave you to it..."

"More for me!"