Unescapable

<sub>Svenan tugged off his second scarf and glowered before marching into the adjoined eating area where Icky and Odin forbid, Frostbite were sitting and drinking their share of warm beverage. How could his Mom let her in the house? He had forbid it ever since he was four years old and she had made him play her stupid tea party game.

No Frostbite allowed in their home. Ever.</sub>

~Growing Up Together, chapter 2


MESSY!

I was chatting with *ch4rms on skype the other day (a rare, rare day where I got to leave the island for internety-ness) and, since I had my sketch pad in my cabin I asked her to give me something to doodle.

As you can see...I'm a bit out of practice. Or you WILL see when I get the rest of my sketches up.

Svenan the Younger and Frostbite Ingerman (c)
The ability to project sexual tension transcendently through your offspring (c) Ruffnut