A decently nasty ice storm just stomped down on Cincinnati, and afforded us a snow day. Ice storms, of course, make me want to draw my kiddo here. The left box filled with smaller boxes are as follows from left to right;

a snarky Jerk Frost,

Jack and May-hue creeping around,

a lazy fearlings shadow is what makes Jerk’s black hair,

and the poor boy, though a little cruel and mischievous, is still in fact, not evil. His not-so-nice-ness only goes so far.