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This is nice, I'll like to add to it! (& add my own thoughts, which will be small) I'll start with COTWR, because it is my favorite so i have a lot more to speak on about it than the others rn.

Warning: this post is quite long. I was planning to add the other movies like Grand Day here, but my COTWR thoughts already took up so much. Those will be separate! Also sorry for the watermarks on the images. I could only get images available on google for this.

Wallace & Gromit: Curse of the Were-Rabbit

This film seemed to have many different plot points that were dropped by the time of the final draft, including:

Wallace had a talent for banjo playing (shown in the deleted opening song & multiple pieces of concept art) & after the brainswap shenanigans, Hutch had acquired an affinity for the banjo himself. This led to a plot point where Hutch got picked up by a band & W&G had to go after him. (While we don't know how the complete plot at the time looked like when this plot point was still considered--- I think that leaving this on the cutting board floor was for the better. While it might've been entertaining, stuffing this sidequest between multiple mainstory beats (both emotional & comedic) would've made things.. cluttered.)

The ending would be much different too --- about what happens to Totty specifically. In the final movie, Wallace & Totty end up --- not together --- but still on good terms. However, in an earlier draft, Totty would've ended up with...PC Mackintosh! They've would've married in the end with Wallace giving Totty a final goodbye through his iconic hand stims. After that, Wallace & Gromit release all the Rabbits back into the wild, including a now, semi-normal Hutch. This can be seen by searching up the deleted clips. (Personally, his one is so cute! I feel kinda bad for Totty in the final film. The lover she had turned out to be a jealous, dangerous man who was willing to murder to get what he wanted & the seemingly better option revealed himself to be the beast terrorizing the town, putting her competition in jeopardy! At least she gets to end up with someone in this ending!)

Wendolene was supposed to return. Wallace would've been her gardener. (All i'll say is that although Totty is great, I miss Wendolene & Preston so much! I mean, I can guess why as to why they don't appear much in clay form anymore (the fire destroying pretty much all of their puppets is a good guess) but still. How come Totty can return but not the OG love interest?)

Finally, Wallace's & Gromit's relationship towards each other would've culminated in a heart breaking scene, where Gromit believes that Wallace had died, & an equally devastating aftermath. Gromit would've returned to a ruined home. Hutch was there, but his presence only made Gromit worse. Through a newspaper, Gromit would've discovered that his friend was still alive --- giving him just enough hope to continue. (Honestly, this is the one dropped plot I love the most. This would've been so saddening to see in theatres. Especially so when you remember that Wallace only made the Mind-Manipulation-O-Matic because of Gromit's concern for his health. The poor pup probably felt so much guilt! This would've made an already Oscar-winning film even more Oscar-worthy in my opinion. I just don't know where it could even be placed in the final movie though. The scene where Wallace transforms in front of an emotional Totty, along with the duo both sacrificing themselves for the other during the climax, make for incredible emotional beats. Plus, the final film has perfect pacing in my opinon. Not a single scene could be considered unimportant. In the end, the only options for this to survive would either be an extended cut or a complete movie rewrite. Hopefully, some willing fanfic writer out there can give this the justice it needs.)

Now for a little extra bit that I can't yap about for as long (but still love).

Photo taken by themrswallace btw!

Wallace's curse seemingly would've progressed much further than it did in the film. hehe bunny

Fun facts about each Wallace and Gromit movie

Wallace and Gromit: A Grand Day Out

Gromit was originally going to be a cat, but they changed it to a dog because it was easier to model

Wallace and Gromit: The Wrong Trousers

This is Nick Park and Peter Sallis' favorite short overall.

Wallace and Gromit: Close Shave

While Gromit was flying his sidecar, there was a billboard with a painting of a baker and the slogan ''try Bob's bread'', making reference to screenwriter Bob Baker

Wallace and Gromit: The Curse Of The Were Rabbit

Dreamworks asked Aardman to replace the voice of Wallace, Peter Sallis, with a well-known American actor, but Aardman firmly refused.

Wallace and Gromit:A Matter Of Loaf And Death

In a very quick scene, there is a tree in front of Piella's house with ''F❤G'' engraved on it, this indicates Fluffles' passion for Gromit

Wallace and Gromit:Vengeace Most Fowl

originally,the story was initially conceptualized as a 30-minute short with just the idea of Wallace creating Norbot to help around the yard, but they couldn't figure out a compelling reason for it to go wrong. Feathers was brought into the plot when the crew realized him seeking revenge on the duo added a more personal edge to the conflict

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Another picture of Maelle (formerly ZeMac 2)

This is a simplified version of her design. Not final either. She's a Mourning Dove. I'm still worldbuilding & writing lore & stuff so not much here yet.

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Here she is. I gave her a bow too. Messed up with the inking a bit but I like her.

My request: can you please draw baby toodles, pleassseeeeeee＼(^^)／

I would like to see it in your styles(／^^)／

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Found this lovely song on tiktok & does it remind anyone else about Piella's & Wallace's relationship in AMOLAD? Honestly, it's giving me an "cute" animatic idea (If only i could animate tho 😭)

"Travelling with Charley

My detective darling

My agent hasn't solved a case

My agent never finds a trace

But Charley has always style

Charley is always nice

Poor Charley

He would be nothing without me

But I do love him"

Except maybe that last part. Oof

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Reblog this to support the selfship(s) of the person you reblogged it from!

Since some days, an indirect showing of support is just a lil easier. ♥

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Him alone apparently took 25+ hours 😭.

Anyways, I'll have to spilt this one into two parts; one for Wallace, & one for Gromit.

It also happens to be Wallace’s birthday today! Happy ??th man!

To end off, I think I'll start putting fun W&G facts & weird moments in these posts so it's not just art. Like for example, Wallace has (or at least had) the ability to bake cakes! (As shown in Crackers in Space & the COTWR journal. Both available on the Internet Archive btw!)

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Barely any progress on Tea & Treachery rn. I do have some interesting scenes (Some i may describe later on) floating around my head, but nothing but outlines have been written.

However, I am starting another art project as a side thing. Just sketches rn, but like Piella, I may post progress pics! (Spoilers: It's W&G related)

(I'll leave this untagged, not much to show off here)

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art dump

Transcription for those who cant read:

Wendolene: "Fur like this could make for wonderful wool!"

Were-Rabbit: "Thanks? May be harder to weave though..."

The bottom two actually have a story to them. Wendolene regretted not being able to obtain Were-Rabbit fur during the initial incident. After all, soft fur that like would make for good substitute wool --- which would make good specialty yarn --- which could then be gifted to certain special someones.

A few months later however, she comes across a more humanized version of the beast. One that's a lot more reasonable, yet timid. Soon after, "subtle" hints turn into straight-up begging. Quickly after, he caves in out of politeness, allowing her to shave off whatever fur she needed. A week later, on Christmas Day, Wendolene greets Wallace & Gromit with a gift each. "Woolen" winter gloves for Wallace & the world's softest yarn ball for Gromit. Both being the same warm, cozy, brown. Wendolene giddily tells of their origin, making absolutely sure to hammer in just how humane the process was while doing so.

The boys hastily thank her afterwards. They waste no time handing out their own gifts. Wendolene notes Gromit's concerned look at Wallace, who returns a smile that could only be describes as guilty. She shrugs it off, assuming that it must be related to another one of their invention-caused mishaps.

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Looks like I'm adding this to the headcanon hehe. (But in all seriousness, this is so sweet. I could imagine him doing this because Gromit possibly never met her or was too young to remember visiting(since she dies young in your AU). This way, Gromit could have even a sliver of an idea as to what she was like, even if he doesn’t realise it at the moment.)

Headcanons 1

Imagine Gromit going out for a midnight snack & happening upon some unusual crackers left at the back of the cupboard. They come from a brand he doesn't recognize with some very old fashioned packaging. He assumes that it's from a "luxury brand", but checks the expiration date just to be sure & sees 15/1/42. Of course he goes to search up the brand online --- they went bankrupt in 1943. Finally, Gromit convinces himself that they must be one of those weird collector's items & goes to back to bed.

That afternoon, he & Wallace decide to have a tea break. This time, Wallace insists on gathering the cheese & crackers, leaving Gromit a bit befuddled. They eat as they chatter about their day & upcoming plans like usual. Gromit notes that the crackers taste weird not in a bad way but rather in a "an unfamilar brand's recipe" way. He points this out to Wallace only for him to reply, "They're splendid right? Maybe all that talk of "things being better in the good old days" were right after all!"

Turns out, Wallace likes to use time travel to buy unavailable &/or cheaper foods --- which Gromit finds out only after handing out a third smack upside the noggin.

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Imagine if Wallace also uses his time machine to access movies that are either lost, or have yet to exist.

His movie nights have got to be the best in the neighborhood; You're either going to get a real early preview of the all the best movies to come out in the late 20th & early 21st centuries (with all the crazy practical effects & cgi) or be some of the only people in your generation to watch movies that were destroyed long before your birth (& gain bragging rights).

Sucks that you can't watch them at all unless you're at his house though.

(Connected to Headcanons 1)

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Headcanons 1

Imagine Gromit going out for a midnight snack & happening upon some unusual crackers left at the back of the cupboard. They come from a brand he doesn't recognize with some very old fashioned packaging. He assumes that it's from a "luxury brand", but checks the expiration date just to be sure & sees 15/1/42. Of course he goes to search up the brand online --- they went bankrupt in 1943. Finally, Gromit convinces himself that they must be one of those weird collector's items & goes to back to bed.

That afternoon, he & Wallace decide to have a tea break. This time, Wallace insists on gathering the cheese & crackers, leaving Gromit a bit befuddled. They eat as they chatter about their day & upcoming plans like usual. Gromit notes that the crackers taste weird not in a bad way but rather in a "an unfamilar brand's recipe" way. He points this out to Wallace only for him to reply, "They're splendid right? Maybe all that talk of "things being better in the good old days" were right after all!"

Turns out, Wallace likes to use time travel to buy unavailable &/or cheaper foods --- which Gromit finds out only after handing out a third smack upside the noggin.

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How we feeling about this?

Here's my new fanfic idea

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When Wallace & Wendolene try to mend their drifting friendship with a simple evening tea, their most admittedly irrelevant foe — Rhett Leicester, (more well-known as Chalky Cheeseman) — returns with a dastardly plan to revitalise his company. With both of their owners kidnapped, it`s now up to two clever mutts to band together & save them, which is a lot easier said than done. Especially so considering one did try to murder the other.

 In Tea & Treachery, Gromit & Preston will have to get past their past in order to save the people they hold dear while trying to avoid the paranoia that comes with potential treachery. Meanwhile, Wallace & Wendolene will have to overcome the same flaws that nearly ended their friendship. It’s a much needed learning experience for all in Tea & Treachery! (except maybe Chalky. No one really cares about him though.)

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So yea, it's going to be a Gromit & Preston team-up fic. I figured this would be interesting since we haven't really seen much of Preston after his repairing & most of his appearances in follow-up media have him in his evil mode --- which is such a shame honestly. Like, how would Repaired!Preston be able to handle that he nearly killed someone he was supposed to protect? Would he be able to forgive himself for all the sheep he did kill?

Since there is so little of canon Repaired!Preston, I may have to make up my own personality for him. I'd imagine he'd be a bit goofy like the inventor who made him, just more distant now due to circumstances.

With all of that said - this will be the first finished fanfic i've done, so wish me luck! Characters may be somewhat OOC since I don't really have an idea of what to do for my upcoming AU. I may or may not post on AO3 depending on mood.

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New pfp!

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part 2 (unfinished portion. Heads up --- this doesn’t really have a climax... or any resolution for that matter.)

Creating The CherAir

Already, Wallace and Gromit were working hard in the basement, seeing what they could create with their scraps. You see, nothing was impossible for the eccentric inventors! A moon rocket that could easily fit inside a basement, let alone a house? No problem! A sidecar with the ability to transform into a plane in mid-air? You bet! A model train that can not only support at least 200 pounds of weight but can also do so without slowing down? They've already built it before you could even ask! To put it simply, if they could imagine it, they could invent it!

After a few minutes of brainstorming and designing, Wallace and Gromit had a blueprint ready. "Gromit, This is brilliant! We'll have it ready in no time!" said Wallace. Just then, the pair began to work their magic and started building.

The Tinkerers Take-off!

It was now late afternoon. The winds were strengthening, the air was cooling, and the clouds only got thicker. Perfect for the mission. The newly finished plane was ready for take-off. Wallace and Gromit were inside and were decked out in full winter clothing. "Isn't she beautiful, lad? I shall name her... the CherAir, For good luck of course!" Wallace said before chuckling. Gromit shrugged, as he was all too familiar with Wallace's eccentric antics.

The garage door opened up. The sun came out of hiding with its golden light peeking through the clouds. Gromit took notice and started the engine. Ever so slowly, the CherAir strolled forward. Its propellers got faster and faster. Gromit knew where he wanted to enter, as there was a large opening amongst the thick clouds. Going through would be a breeze!

The CherAir bumped more and more as Gromit sped up. Each bump lifting them higher and higher until the makeshift plane lifted off from the ground completely. Wallace held on for dear life as Gromit continued to pilot the CherAir at full speed.

The Tinkerers Take-off Interruption

Back at the wool shop, Wendolene taking a tea break. "You do have to admit, it's starting to look more lively," Wendolene said. "Reminds me of our first opening and how packed the streets were." Wendolene sighed. How far away those days had become.

Preston came into the room with tea on his back, hopeful that it would cheer her up. Suddenly, Preston detected movement in the window. He rolled closer and noticed a falling star. How nice! Maybe they could use it to help with their storage problems!

"We can make a wish!" Wendolene said. "Wait, it's rising?". Rising? Preston analyzed the 'star' further and realised. That wasn't a star! That was Wallace and Gromit in their new invention!

"They're doing it? Oh Preston, we have to see them!". Wendolene was so caught up in her excitement that she nearly forgot about Preston's condition. Preston would barely be able to keep up on wheels. "Hmm". Wendolene stopped at the door before scanning the area. Then she noticed a lovely picnic basket hidden away behind her desk. "There we go, come on!"

Trouble Upwards the Snowy Hills

Returning to Ground Level

A Sombering Tea With Wendolene

Gromit was inside the basement with the cloud. He dragged it inside the top of the Knit-O-Matic and watched in complete shock as the cloud actually went through. The shock quickly turned into amazement as the Knit-O-Matic did its thing. Previously, it couldn't even handle a little sheep! If anything, a cloud should've turned it into a makeshift bomb! He was rather chuffed about this outcome and continued watching with interest. (End of story)

Authors note: This was written by 13 year old me in case you couldn't tell. I lost motivation to finish the rest & just sort of forgotten it. Although I'm only a year older, rereading this really did open my eyes to just how --- well not terrible, but barebones this story was. The dialogue feels quite generic (subtext? Never heard of her!). The jokes are very forced & don't even get me started on the prose! In the end, I'm glad I even started it, but I feel as if I could do better now.

Just before I go though. This was supposed to be a part of a Wallace & Gromit au of mine called Cracking Camaraderie. I'm going write another story that won't necessarily be part of it. It will be a practice story for me. I'll reveal more later. Goodnight everyone & thanks to anyone who bothered to read this snore fest.

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I've been busy with making a new profile picture & writing my ocs. While I work on those, I've dug up an old unfinished W&G fanfic I wrote over a year ago. It's entirely a first draft & only the beginning is "complete". I don't think I'll finish this one in particular, but I am interested in another idea I had back then. Warning: Prose is very clunky at times!

Part 1 (The finished portion)

It's a calm winter morning on West Wallaby Street. Leaves of all colors rained down the walkways, leaving a subtle reminder of the cold weather to come. As residents go about their daily business in the streets, a certain inventor and his dog are about to start their daily routine. To them, it's just an average day. However, don't be deluded dear viewers, for an average day for them would be an unforgettable month for another.

Mail-In Morning

Gromit has just come back from the post carrying the daily newspaper along with some letters on his collar (now being used as a makeshift pouch). Despite being quite short, the cold weather had made the walk unbearably lousy.

Once he stepped into the warm kitchen, Gromit got up and took the collar off with the newspaper and letters inside of it. Gromit opened up most of them and found them to be spam mail. A snow rental service, some ads for television stuff, an asbestos chimney covering, etc. What was the point of most of this stuff? He will never know nor care. However, the last letter intrigued him. It had no fancy lettering like the others and even had a little scribble of what seemed to be a yarn ball.

Gromit was intrigued, but he didn't have any time to open it as he could hear the command board's beeping. Immediately, Gromit headed for the lever and pulled it down. Wallace comes out of the hole and is slam-dunked into his chair.

"Good morning Gromit!" Wallace smiled. Gromit quickly slid him the newspaper as he got up from the chair to trigger the jam launcher.

"It's looking to be lovely! Mmh?" Gromit looked on in shock as Wallace gets completely jam-pied in the face. He had forgotten the toast.

"And jammy"

Gromit silently apologized and went to grab the nearest towel. "Good thing it was only me face this time, right?" Gromit thumbed up in response, before remembering the letter.

A Friend in Need

Gromit got up and bolted towards Wallace with the letter in hand. "Steady on lad! What's gotten you in such a hurry?" Gromit shows the envelope to him, to which Wallace is confused. He opens up the envelope. "No worries lad, it's only a letter from... Wendolene! Wendolene?! Oh Gromit, we have to help her!"

By the time Gromit could respond, Wallace had already started the automation. Oh dear, It was only morning and something had already gone awry! Gromit simply shrugged it off as usual. He was used to it by now. Gromit bolted towards the garage and waited for Wallace and the motorcycle. Finally, he could see Wallace slowly rising inside the motorcycle. Gromit quickly hopped inside the sidecar. Their motorcycle zoomed out of the home and into the streets. They mustn't take too long, for Wendolene could be in grave danger!

The pair burst through the door the moment they got there. "I've got me wrench! Now where is the little... tyke?" Wallace yelped. He looked up and only then did he notice what Gromit already had. Gromit facepalmed once he saw the confused Preston, who was still stuck on wheels. Wendolene had stitched his fur covering back up as best as she could. "My apologies. It's nice to see you again, eh-" Wallace said as he instinctively reached for a handshake. A handshake that Preston couldn't reciprocate for...obvious reasons.

Dire to Higher

Once Wendolene's eyes laid upon Gromit, she settled down, for she knew she was in good hands. "It sure has been a while," Wallace said. "It sure has," Wendolene replied with a little smile. Even though they were still good friends, rarely did Wallace and Gromit ever visit Wendolene. Most likely a result of the duo's constant need for inventing. Unfortunately, she didn't have any time for tea for she and Preston were in deep trouble.

"Preston and I are in a spot of wool bother you see," Wendolene waved towards the yarn display, which was now bare. The once highly stacked pyramid of yarn was now reduced to nothing but 3 balls.

"There's been a wool shortage recently & I've tried to ration as best as I've could. If we run out completely, we'll have to close and we're not in a position to be able to do that. Now I would worry, but why worry when the world's finest inventors are only a block away!"

As a dog who loved to knit, the thought of running out of wool would be devastating. So devastating in fact, that he looked away from Wendolene and searched the area for answers. Then, he looked out the window and had an ridiculous epiphany. He knew exactly what the answer was. "Telling Wallace shouldn't be too difficult," Gromit thought. "Then again everything was difficult with Wallace!"

"No problem madam! We'll have something ready in a jiffy!" Gromit snapped out of it and shook his head in agreement. Somehow, no one but Preston noticed Gromit's weird behavior. "Well, we should get going then!".

Before joining Wallace, Gromit quickly signed out his plans to Preston. Preston smirked, most likely as a way to say "Good, good."

"Gromit!"

Gromit internally thanked him and went out the door. Wallace and Gromit were out the door and on their motorcycle. "Good luck you two!" Wendolene replied. Preston tilted as a way to say goodbye. Before they drove off, Gromit started to point up.

"Is something the matter?" Gromit kept pointing up.

"The sun giving you trouble?" Gromit rolled his eyes in frustration and looked around before finding a discarded magazine flowing on the ground. Gromit flipped through the pages before finding what he needed.

"A cloud? Is it going to snow?" Gromit made a knitting motion with his hands. Only then did Wallace finally understand what Gromit was hinting at.

"Wait, you're suggesting that we should.." he paused before looking back at Wendolene, who was now sweeping the dusty floor. "Say less, you clever mutt!" The pair ran back to the motorcycle (not without Gromit disposing of the litter of course) and drove off.

"Oh, Gromit! We're going to fly into the skies and we're going to retrieve a cloud! I'm going to touch a cloud. Wha-heyy! (weird noise he does idk)" Wallace did his hand wiggle in excitement, unintentionally causing the motorcycle to swerve. Gromit promptly reminded him to keep his hands on the steering bars. To which, Wallace complied. Unfortunately, not without causing his poor pooch to fly forward inside the sidecar. "Thanks, lad"

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Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I've been busy with making a new profile picture & writing my ocs. While I work on those, I've dug up an old unfinished W&G fanfic I wrote over a year ago. It's entirely a first draft & only the beginning is "complete". I don't think I'll finish this one in particular, but I am interested in another idea I had back then. Warning: Prose is very clunky at times!

Part 1 (The finished portion)

It's a calm winter morning on West Wallaby Street. Leaves of all colors rained down the walkways, leaving a subtle reminder of the cold weather to come. As residents go about their daily business in the streets, a certain inventor and his dog are about to start their daily routine. To them, it's just an average day. However, don't be deluded dear viewers, for an average day for them would be an unforgettable month for another.

Mail-In Morning

Gromit has just come back from the post carrying the daily newspaper along with some letters on his collar (now being used as a makeshift pouch). Despite being quite short, the cold weather had made the walk unbearably lousy.

Once he stepped into the warm kitchen, Gromit got up and took the collar off with the newspaper and letters inside of it. Gromit opened up most of them and found them to be spam mail. A snow rental service, some ads for television stuff, an asbestos chimney covering, etc. What was the point of most of this stuff? He will never know nor care. However, the last letter intrigued him. It had no fancy lettering like the others and even had a little scribble of what seemed to be a yarn ball.

Gromit was intrigued, but he didn't have any time to open it as he could hear the command board's beeping. Immediately, Gromit headed for the lever and pulled it down. Wallace comes out of the hole and is slam-dunked into his chair.

"Good morning Gromit!" Wallace smiled. Gromit quickly slid him the newspaper as he got up from the chair to trigger the jam launcher.

"It's looking to be lovely! Mmh?" Gromit looked on in shock as Wallace gets completely jam-pied in the face. He had forgotten the toast.

"And jammy"

Gromit silently apologized and went to grab the nearest towel. "Good thing it was only me face this time, right?" Gromit thumbed up in response, before remembering the letter.

A Friend in Need

Gromit got up and bolted towards Wallace with the letter in hand. "Steady on lad! What's gotten you in such a hurry?" Gromit shows the envelope to him, to which Wallace is confused. He opens up the envelope. "No worries lad, it's only a letter from... Wendolene! Wendolene?! Oh Gromit, we have to help her!"

By the time Gromit could respond, Wallace had already started the automation. Oh dear, It was only morning and something had already gone awry! Gromit simply shrugged it off as usual. He was used to it by now. Gromit bolted towards the garage and waited for Wallace and the motorcycle. Finally, he could see Wallace slowly rising inside the motorcycle. Gromit quickly hopped inside the sidecar. Their motorcycle zoomed out of the home and into the streets. They mustn't take too long, for Wendolene could be in grave danger!

The pair burst through the door the moment they got there. "I've got me wrench! Now where is the little... tyke?" Wallace yelped. He looked up and only then did he notice what Gromit already had. Gromit facepalmed once he saw the confused Preston, who was still stuck on wheels. Wendolene had stitched his fur covering back up as best as she could. "My apologies. It's nice to see you again, eh-" Wallace said as he instinctively reached for a handshake. A handshake that Preston couldn't reciprocate for...obvious reasons.

Dire to Higher

Once Wendolene's eyes laid upon Gromit, she settled down, for she knew she was in good hands. "It sure has been a while," Wallace said. "It sure has," Wendolene replied with a little smile. Even though they were still good friends, rarely did Wallace and Gromit ever visit Wendolene. Most likely a result of the duo's constant need for inventing. Unfortunately, she didn't have any time for tea for she and Preston were in deep trouble.

"Preston and I are in a spot of wool bother you see," Wendolene waved towards the yarn display, which was now bare. The once highly stacked pyramid of yarn was now reduced to nothing but 3 balls.

"There's been a wool shortage recently & I've tried to ration as best as I've could. If we run out completely, we'll have to close and we're not in a position to be able to do that. Now I would worry, but why worry when the world's finest inventors are only a block away!"

As a dog who loved to knit, the thought of running out of wool would be devastating. So devastating in fact, that he looked away from Wendolene and searched the area for answers. Then, he looked out the window and had an ridiculous epiphany. He knew exactly what the answer was. "Telling Wallace shouldn't be too difficult," Gromit thought. "Then again everything was difficult with Wallace!"

"No problem madam! We'll have something ready in a jiffy!" Gromit snapped out of it and shook his head in agreement. Somehow, no one but Preston noticed Gromit's weird behavior. "Well, we should get going then!".

Before joining Wallace, Gromit quickly signed out his plans to Preston. Preston smirked, most likely as a way to say "Good, good."

"Gromit!"

Gromit internally thanked him and went out the door. Wallace and Gromit were out the door and on their motorcycle. "Good luck you two!" Wendolene replied. Preston tilted as a way to say goodbye. Before they drove off, Gromit started to point up.

"Is something the matter?" Gromit kept pointing up.

"The sun giving you trouble?" Gromit rolled his eyes in frustration and looked around before finding a discarded magazine flowing on the ground. Gromit flipped through the pages before finding what he needed.

"A cloud? Is it going to snow?" Gromit made a knitting motion with his hands. Only then did Wallace finally understand what Gromit was hinting at.

"Wait, you're suggesting that we should.." he paused before looking back at Wendolene, who was now sweeping the dusty floor. "Say less, you clever mutt!" The pair ran back to the motorcycle (not without Gromit disposing of the litter of course) and drove off.

"Oh, Gromit! We're going to fly into the skies and we're going to retrieve a cloud! I'm going to touch a cloud. Wha-heyy! (weird noise he does idk)" Wallace did his hand wiggle in excitement, unintentionally causing the motorcycle to swerve. Gromit promptly reminded him to keep his hands on the steering bars. To which, Wallace complied. Unfortunately, not without causing his poor pooch to fly forward inside the sidecar. "Thanks, lad"

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Finished Piella

I finally finished with coloring. Lots of filters were used.