Spring
Things were raining and bright as morning had arrived in the Spring section of the Click Clock Wood, with Nabnut The Squirrel taking in the good view of the forest from his porch outside his home.
"I love the spring time. Great music, great rainy weather, and no one to bother me from eating my nuts!" Nabnut exclaimed as he took in a deep breath.
While the orange squirrel was taking the time to appreciate the weather, a Grumblin Hood snuck into Nabnut's home and stole all the remaining acorns there, with Nabnut somehow not sensing him at all.
Summer
"Ough..." Nabnut belched loudly as he squeaked, bouncing back up. "Summer... it's so horrid outside..."
As Nabnut let out an abrupt loud fart while falling back on his butt, Zubbas were in control of the forest as they were patrolling high and low, with the Zubba King having returned and made his presence known far and wide. The sun was at its strongest during the afternoon, which was absolutely scorching.
Autumn
"Leaves... gotta clean these leaves..." Mumbo Jumbo muttered to himself as he was sweeping the leaves that entered his hut.
More leaves were falling as the evening had arrived, with a gentle cool breeze making the forest much better to hang out at. The annoying green Big Cluckers were at their largest, trying to snap at anyone or anything that came in front of their home. Nabnut was on the lookout for more acorns as he prepared to harvest them over the winter.
"Nuts, where are you..." Nabnut commented as he scurried down the wooden bridge that was connected to his front porch, approaching the completed wooden shack.
Winter
"Zzz... acorns..." Nabnut snored loudly as he rested in his bed with his unknown pink squirrel mate, enjoying the warmth and comfort of his home as it was freezing outside. "No cold temperatures will bother me..."
Things in the Click Clock Wood were quiet and peaceful as the chilly night attracted the Sir Slushes that were chucking snowballs at each other. Poor Gnawty The Beaver was still trapped outside of his home as the barrel blocking his way wasn't destroyed.
"Gnawty should think of backup exit to help Gnawty get out of this freezing water..." Gnawty muttered to himself in third person as he kept splashing, the cold temperature of the water making him splash slower.
