Cosas de Chicken Run/Chicken Run Stuff (Español + English)

Nick, Fetcher and Gromit (One-shot) (English)

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For Nick and Fetcher, going to the other side of the lake to get resources and useful things for the chickens was their daily bread. Only that day, the bread was a little different.

That day, the two left the island to go to a small town nearby, they needed several human objects, so what better place than a town, besides, they were rats, they would go more than unnoticed.

The fact is that they entered a house that seemed completely normal, it was early in the morning, so no one would notice their presence.

When they entered, Nick took out the list with everything they had to collect, while Fetcher looked curiously at the house –Alright...First we need a couple of tools, and then some thread, seeds, some clothes and some bread. Do you understand, Fetcher?–

–Eight sticks, five bags, rag dolls, thirty-two needles and a chicken, got it!– said Fetcher, as clueless as ever.

Nick sighed, fed up with Fetcher's stupidity –Come on, let's finish this quickly...–

Later...

Investigating throughout the house, avoiding the rooms where there seemed to be people so as not to arouse suspicion, it seemed that it was the home of an inventor, since it was full of strange mechanisms and tunnels linked to make the comfort of the house more pleasant (and unnecessarily complex).

They had to be very careful not to wake up the owner of the house, but they managed to achieve their goal, and also took advantage of the mechanisms to make their tasks easier.

–Okay, we have everything, we can go now...– Nick said, but Fetcher interrupted him.

–Wait, I smell something...– Fetcher said, sniffing a strange but familiar aroma.

–Fetcher, this isn't the time to investigate strange smells...–

–It smells like...cheese?– Fetcher's eyes widened when he recognized that aroma, being a rat, he had a great weakness for cheese, he liked it more than eggs.

–...Did you say cheese?– Nick also said with his eyes widened, he also loved cheese.

They both followed the aroma of cheese until they reached a bookshelf, where, throwing away one of the books, there was a small secret chamber with a porcelain container that covered the cheese.

–I need it...– Fetcher said, almost hypnotized by the aroma of the cheese, he lifted the porcelain container to reveal it, but he didn't realize that there was a mouse trap there, causing his tail to get trapped and making him scream in pain.

And that inadvertently woke up someone in the house...

A few minutes later...

–There, doesn't it hurt so much anymore?– asked Nick, having put a band-aid on Fetcher's tail, he nodded with his eyes wet from crying from the pain –Very well, we can go now...–

But Nick was interrupted by the sound of a newspaper falling to the floor, he and Fetcher gulped and looked fearfully at the kitchen door to see who it was: it was a cream-colored Beagle with brown ears, Gromit.