[Bertie is sitting in his igloo, wrapped up in a blanket cocoon and looking extremely cold.Well, chaps, as long as I'm back, I may as well not be a gloomy-Gus about it. I mean to say, I haven't seen snow like this since I was a tiny child. Or so Aunt Dahlia reliably informs me, myself being too young at the time to recall it ( Read more... )

[JD's voice is heard, but it sounds... strange speaking with Bertie's mannerisms.Well, I suppose this body-switch affair isn't so bad, really ( Read more... )