Even for Wallace, this is extreme
Fandom: Wallace and Gromit
This fic is just... dumb. Just... dumb. The only thing really going for it is that there is no rapist!Victor Quartermaine in this one. Other than that, I don't have too much to say about this one. On with the samples, Gromit, lad!
‘Pass me the news paper, will you?’
The dog passed him the newspaper.
As soon as Gromit passed him the paper, uproar started.
“CHEESE FEST! CHEESE FEST! CHEEST FEST! CITY HALL MATE! CITY HALL! BE BACK FOR DINNER!”
And before Gromit could stop him, Wallace went out the door.
Gromit was going about 50, about to hit the side of the Totting ton hall, and at the last moment Gromit stuck out the ladder, and was flung to the very top. He landed on his canine bottom with a thud, and he could already hear Wallace inside causing his normal cheese related racket.
He prayed that Wallace hadn’t eaten anything yet, and he made sure to hurry as he jumped down the chimney leading to the inside of the hall.
When he got down, he saw Wallace, amid all the chaos, dressed in a bunny suite yelling “CHEEESE FOR ME PLEASE,” While chasing a chef carrying a huge platter of exotic cheese.
Gromit sprang into action. Leaping upon the nearest table, he jumped and landed in front of bunny clad Wallace. Where the heck did he get that costume? Wondered Gromit.
Taking a piece of Wendelbury cheese (Wallace’s favorite(WRONG! It's Wensleydale-Kady's tidbits)) from his pocket, he through it out the opened window. Wallace responded by jumping out of the window to, and screamed on the way down, “CHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES