The human female’s tall, somewhat spooky nephew…
…who, from this getup, looks like he might be employed in the nearest local steampunk abattoir, actually has a job in a cute little sweet shop. In the spirit of familial playfulness, and considering certain important people’s color preferences, he has brought home a selection of red and green delectables.
These remind me of something, but for the life of me, I can’t think what…
I have constructed for myself a regal throne.
It’s a bit knobbly to sit on, but it has the advantage of being nommable if you get a bit peckish while you’re reigning.
Sigyn, on the other hand, likes animals so much that she’s made herself a zebra.
Or maybe it’s a llama. Or a horsey. Or, since it is Yule-colored, I guess even “reindeer” is not out of the question.
This candy’s neither red nor green. It’s a suspicious shade of brown.
Great Frigga’s corset, Sigyn! Don’t lick it! You don’t know what it is or where it’s been!
You managed to eat your way through to the middle already?! That was fast.
Sigyn says it tastes just like banana bread inside. Interesting.
Ah. Gummi bears. Everyone likes gummi bears.
Your little bears are very cute, my dear, but look at this one!
Rawr!!! Now that’s a bear!
Sweet glittering Bifrost! This one’s even BIGGER!
I just hope we can outrun it if it decides to be fierce!
Luckily, it appears to be a gentle giant.
Sigyn, where did you get the itsy-bitsy bears? Now you can tell the Story of Four Bears–Papa Bear, Mama Bear (who appears to be having a bit of a nap), Wee Tiny Baby Bear, and Baby Bear’s Even Tinier Sister.
Now one fine day, the morning breakfast was too hot. “This porridge is too hot,” said Papa Bear. “This porridge is too hot,” said Mama Bear. “This porridge is too hot,” said Baby Bear. “Ah babababa goo!” said Tiniest Bear, who couldn’t talk yet.
So all four bears went for a walk in the forest while the porridge cooled. They had just turned for home, when suddenly…
…a big Giant came down and made Mrs. Bear into a widow!
Wow, that went to a dark place in a hurry…