Once there were two bears, Big Bear and Little Bear.  Big Bear was the big bear, and Little Bear was the little bear.

Little Bear wanted to play, but Big Bear had things to do.

“I’ve got to tidy the house,” said Big Bear.

“I’ll tidy too,” said Little Bear.

“You and me, Little Bear,” began Big Bear, until he realised that Little Bear had only stuffed everything into drawers before running off.

Big Bear emptied the drawers again and finished tidying.

“Can we play now?” asked Little Bear.

“I’ve got to fetch wood for the fire.”

“I’ll fetch too,” said Little Bear.

“You and me, Little Bear,” began Big Bear, until he tripped over Little Bear, who was waving a stick around pretending to fight off lions.  Big Bear began picking his firewood up again.  Little Bear ran back home and placed his one stick proudly by the fire.

Big Bear finally picked up all the firewood and reached home.

“Can we play now?” asked Little Bear.

“I’ve got to fetch some water.”

“We’ll fetch water together,” said Little Bear.

“You and me, Little Bear,” began Big Bear, until Little Bear slipped on a rock and fell into the water.

“Ow,” said Little Bear.

“Honestly,” said Big Bear.  “Now I’ve got to take you home, get you dry, and we still need water.”

After getting dried off, Little Bear played bear-sticks, bear-jumps, bear-swings, and bear-pile-up-the-firewood-in-the-front-room while Big Bear was away.

Little Bear ran to meet him, forgetting he was balancing a stick and tripping Big Bear up, spilling the water.  Big Bear saw the pile of sticks in the middle of the floor.

“Oh for heaven’s sake, Little Bear.  You’ve done nothing but get in the way all day!”

“Can we play now?” asked Little Bear.

“No!  Just go to your room and keep out of trouble!”

“But we haven’t…”

“I don’t care.  I’ve got to go back and fetch more water again, and I’m tired.”  Big Bear was shouting.

“You promised!” said Little Bear, and threw a stick across the room.

“Go to your room!” shouted Big Bear again.

“No!” shouted Little Bear.

The mist descended over Big Bear’s eyes, and he picked up Little Bear and carried him screaming to his room, before shutting the door and sitting down outside of it, hearing Little Bear stomping and throwing things inside the door.

You and me, Little Bear, he thought to himself.  We’ll be angry and unhappy together.