Welcome to Pretzel

Pretzel’s town map.

Well, if a snow machine blew candyfloss (I tasted it, it’s definitely sugar) in my face 24/7, I would be confused about bees and butterflies as well.

People already start fantasising about the elusive juices of clackercarts but no, we certainly don’t need a bakery or anything in Pretzel. Why would we?

Tutu and Pietro have been sending each other gifts ever since Pietro moved to Pretzel -- but they never actually talked to each other. I decided to give them a little push...

After having been trapped in a cardboard box for a whole day, Apple thought it was time to grrrrooowwl up! And change into a cleaner outfit.

And then he danced the very new wavy watering can dance with Frita all night long until he remembered he had to water his flowers and went home.

Pietro the rainbow sheep couldn’t take living in a town with someone wearing a rainbow tee any longer, so he had to leave. At least that’s what he said, but I didn’t have the Pietr-o-meter on hand to prove him wrong.

He’s from the Happy Home Baker’s Academy, he said. And I’m not allowed to make business with him (aka order pretzels) because I have a history of wanting to become a bee keeper...

By the way, I’m only intested in this cup of tea if a pretzel goes with it.

Don’t... don’t tell me bells are play money? Isabelle... ! IIIIIII-SABELLE!

I did my research. You better treat it well, mate.

Well, it’s safe to say that Apple’s appearance was pretty much the coolest so far.

When you order apples but get Apple delivered.

Maple and Tutu were talking about changing this town’s name. But isn’t Pretzel false advertising already? What do they know about Pretzel that doesn’t make it false advertising? Tutu’s suggestion, Whatever, seemed to have pleased Rudy... I’ll have to ask Isabelle how direct the democracy is here.

Rudy’s last name is Rude.