Traffic Jam

Well, you'll be surprised to find out that the traffic jam jammer, is little Michael himself. Whilst riding down the high-street with his sister, Renee, he spotted a shiny piece of delicious candy.

"oooh, free candy!"

Luckily, Renee pulled him out of the way before the traffic built up to much, and caused even more bother to all the Sylvanians trying to get home after a long day at work.

"but... but... my free candy!"

Renee was also eager to get home as she'd left her bedroom in quite the mess and had spotted Mrs Beaver in the queue of traffic. So to hurry Michael along she brought him to the village store to get some candy that wasn't covered in dirt and goodness knows what else.

"Right, Michael, here's some money. Be as quick as you can.
Get yourself a lollipop or something!"
"okidokee!"

Michael was in luck, the candy-wagon was full to the brim with delicious treats. He gave the shopkeeper the money Renee had given him, and got the biggest, sweetest lollipop there was.

"There you are little one, be careful not to drop it!"

The race home was on. Renee had a lot of tidying to do before Mrs Beaver got home!

"Why didn't I tidy as I went!"

She heard Mrs Beaver come in, so she quickly hid the mess and whipped around the room with the vacuum, just as Mrs Beaver opened the bedroom door!

"I thought I heard the vacuum, it's so nice and tidy in here!...
wait a minute... what on earths this?"
"OH NO!"

But you can't fool Mrs Beaver. Renee had cut a few corners when cleaning her room. 

"I'm not sure this is the best storage system, do you dear?"

Cooking up a storm

“Everybody out of the kitchen, please. I have work to do!”

 Clashing and banging, sizzling and spitting, Mrs Beaver was cooking up a storm in the kitchen!

”burgers, done! Falafel, done! Pastry parcels, done! Hash browns, done!
Now for a sizzling stir fry!“

The smells coming from the kitchen were so delicious, the little ones couldn’t resist any longer. They just had to have a taste of something!

”look at those burgers, Jerome! Maybe we should have just a little taste? “

But Mrs Beaver caught the sneaky little two before they could steal a bite of anything!

“Ok boys, who would like a taste of my signature carrot cake?”
“ME!”
“ME!” 

Mrs Beaver was ready for business. She was a little worried that nobody would come to taste her yummy plant creations, but she didn’t need to worry. So many of Sylvanian came to try her delicious food!

“Oh Mrs Beaver I’m so proud of you!”
“Thank you Mrs Walnut, you can have a free falafel for that!”

Getting home wasn’t so easy though. The traffic was terrible!”

“What on earth can be causing this?!?!”

To be continued...

A fixer upper

 Mrs Beaver was working busily on her vegetable patch. This year she had such a wonderful harvest!

“I’m going to be making vegetable pie until Halloween at this rate!”

 She was sorting through all the delicious vegetables in her green house, when an idea came to her.

“I could feed the whole of Sylvania with all these veggies... well maybe I will!”

 The very next day, Mrs Beaver went out early in the morning. When she returned, she was driving the rustiest looking van you’d ever seen!

“Mrs Beaver, what on Earth is this?!?”

Mrs Beaver planned on turning the little rusty van into a mobile plant kitchen. All the veggies from her plot would be turned into beautiful fresh food for everyone in Sylvania to enjoy.

“First you have to work on the inside, then you worry about what’s on the outside!”

Mrs Beaver worked long into the night to make sure the van was in tip top shape.

“Pass me the wrench will you sweetie?... oh no Mr Beaver, that’s a screwdriver!”
“Oh right, yes... erm... what’s a wench?”

Once Mrs Beaver had the inner workings all sorted, the whole family came to help clean her up.

“Whoops! Sorry little Jerome, I got a little on your hair!”

Mr Beaver designed the most beautiful sign, and the little ones helped add the foliage to the top, Mrs B’s van was complete!

“Mrs B, your mobile plant kitchen will be a roaring success, I can feel it in my bones!”

Will you be my Valentine? and you? and you? and you?

 Mrs Beaver took the boys out into the village for a spot of shopping, when Michael noticed the lovely display of valentine cards in the Applewood Store.

"Momma, could I use my pocket money to buy this for Sandy Neptune?"
"oh, of course my darling, how sweet!"

At home, Michael got to writting his Valentines. But he didn't just buy a card for Sandy Neptune. He also bought cards for Poppy Fenton, Saffron Walnut and Creme Chocolate, inviting them all to Valentines dinner!

"Renee wont mind me using her glitter and perfume for the cards.
Hopefully one of them will turn up!"

The next morning Sandy and the others all received a pink rose and card from Michael. He invited each one to dinner at the Bistro in the town.

"Momma, I have a Valentines from Michael. But it smells like ladies perfume!"

Michael waited at the door of the restaurant excited to see who would turn up. Well, they all turned up at once, Creme, Saffron, Sandy and Poppy, and they weren't very happy with him!

"Michael, did you invite all of these lovely ladies?!"

The little ladies all decided to spend their valentines together, while Michael had dinner with his Momma.

"Well, I think this all turned out for the better. The girls got a free pie,
and I get to have dinner with my favourite lady!"
"Well, I had to buy the pie, but yes, it is rather lovely" 

New Year, New Me

Mr Beaver thought enough was enough. After indulging in all the treats over Christmas, it was time to get into shape.

"Thats it Mrs Beaver, New Year, New Me"

He put on his brand new trainers, filled up his water bottle and headed out for his first run of the year.

"Good Luck, Poppa. You've got this!"

Mr Beaver ran through the town as everyone cheered him on!

"Go Mr Beaver, Go!"

With all the positive vibes coming from all the Sylvanians, he decided to hit the beach and take his training to the next level. 

(singing the rocky theme tune) "dadadah dadadah dadadadadah dadadadadadadaaaaaaaah"

He made it to the top of the cliff and ran all the way to the Berry Grove School school. He ran around the grounds and jumped the fence.

"Wahoo! I'm feeling on top of the word!"

But then it all got a bit much. Mr Beaver took a turn, possibly sprained his ankle and became so thirsty he almost drank from a puddle. So he limped to the shop to grab a drink.

"I'm done."

He limped all the way home.

"MR BEAVER! What on earth have you done"
"I may have overdone it for my first run, Mrs Beaver!"

Mr Beaver had an idea, something he'd read about in the sports section of the Sylvanian Times.

"Poppa, what are you doing?!"
"This is what all us athletes do after a work out, young Michael; an ice-bath!"
"but poppa, you don't even like the cold!"

He peeled his dirty clothes off and took the plunge.

"Aaaaaaah it's so cold!!!!!"

He lasted all of 2 seconds in the ice-bath. So he wrapped up in his dressing gown, put the kettle on and filled a plate full of biscuits.

"The thing is boys, life is all about balance"
"and biscuits!"

November Rain

 Michael looked out of his bedroom window to see the heavy November rain falling to the ground, creating the biggest puddles he'd ever seen. The rest of the Beaver family thought it was perfect weather to snuggle up by a cozy fire with a hot cup of cocoa, but not Michael. Michael put on his outdoor gear, found his tricycle and went puddle hunting!

"That's it, thats the one!"

Renee saw Michael sneak out of the house, so she jumped onto her bicycle to catch him up. But she was a moment too late!

"KOWABUNGAAAAA!"

With his little legs peddling as fast as they could, he went through the puddle with the biggest SPLASH he'd ever seen! But at the last moment, Michael lost his footing and came of his tricycle with a great big SPLOSH!

"Oh Michael, what will Momma say? You'll catch the flu if we don't get you home right away!"

As soon as he was home, Mrs Beaver put him into a nice warm bubble bath. It was so warm and bubbly, he didn't want to get out. 

"Come on little one, you're beginning to look like a sultana!"

It took Mrs Beaver quite sometime to get him out!

"You know Momma, the only thing I like better than puddles, is BUBBLES!"
"I can see that, little one."
"Can I take Mr Ducky to bed?"
"No."

 Mr and Mrs Beaver arrived home from their lovely romantic trip to Paris, to find their house completely transformed! Mr Neptune who was looking after the little ones while they were away, took it upon himself to decorate the Beavers house for Halloween!

"Well, things have certainly changed since we left 3 days ago!"

Michael couldn't wait to give his Momma and Poppa a big welcome cuddle. He ran as fast as his little legs could carry him only something was holding him back.

"Oh Sweetheart, you're supposed to decorate the house, not yourself!"

Mr Beaver put his hands on his hips, raised his eyebrows and proclaimed that this just wouldn't do. 

"If we're going to decorate the house for Halloween, we're going to do it properly!"

With helping hand from all the family, the Beavers had the scariest house in the whole of Sylvania! Maybe a bit too scary...

"Poppa, I can see through my hands!"