Gromit went back to the kitchen and he was shocked at what he saw – Wallace sitting at the kitchen table, having a cup of tea and still in his vest and underpants. He hadn't even put his clothes back on.
"WALLACE! What the hell?" Gromit snapped.
"Hey, I need a break from dealing with the angry neighbourhood, Gromit," Wallace said. "And don't worry. There's plenty of hot water in the kettle for you if you want a cup of tea."
"No, that's not what's making me made, Wallace!" Gromit snapped. "Didn't you get my urgent message?"
"What urgent message?" Wallace asked.
Gromit angrily picked up the piece of paper he wrote and drew on earlier and showed it to his master. "You seriously didn't see this?"
"Oh, yeah, I did."
"Then why aren't you out there rescuing Miss Flitt?"
"Wait. So, that's really Miss Flitt? She's really hanging on a tree branch from her tree over our front garden? That really was a real S.O.S. message?"
Gromit groaned. "What the (bleep) did you think it was, Wallace?"
"I thought it was a page from the latest story you're writing," Wallace said. "And I must say that your art skills are no better than your writing skills. This artwork is not even good enough for DeviantArt. And another thing –"
"Enough, Wallace!" Gromit snapped. "I really don't care. The important thing is that we need to go and rescue Miss Flitt."
"Very well, then," Wallace said, rising from his chair. "I'm on my way!" Then he ran out of the kitchen and into the front garden. But then he quickly came back in. "I just realized that I forgot something, Gromit."
"Your clothes, Wallace?" Gromit asked.
"No. I need to go to the toilet first." Then Wallace ran to the nearest toilet.
Gromit sighed and facepalmed. "God, my master is more useless than Frank Spencer."
One day, Frank Spencer was in his kitchen.
"Right, time for me to cook a delicious meal for Betty and Jessica," he said to himself, as he got himself ready for cooking.
After putting his apron on, Frank turned the gas cooker on, put a frying pan on it and put some sausages in it. Then he opened the cupboard to get some plates, but when he tried them out, he only succeeded in letting them fall out and get smashed on the floor. As if that wasn't bad enough, the sausages caught fire. Frank grabbed the pan and went to put it under the tap in the sink to out the fire out, but he only set the kitchen curtains on fire. And soon that fire spread throughout the kitchen.
"Frank!"
Frank turned around to see his wife Betty holding his daughter Jessica in the burning kitchen with him.
"Frank, what's going on?" Betty demanded.
All Frank could do was just say, "Ohhh!"
Soon, Wallace, now fully dressed again, and Gromit arrived outside in the front garden and saw Miss Flitt still on the tree branch, but she was struggling to continue to hold onto it. Then she fell off. Wallace ran to catch her, but he tripped over one of the garden gnomes and fell to the ground. Luckily, he fell where Miss Flitt was falling and she landed on his fat belly.

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Peter and Brian in Tampering With Nature
FanficRequested by Amosclw (from Fanfiction.net), Peter and Brian Griffin are back as Wallace and Gromit to spoof more of their adventures - their 'Grand Adventures', and to spilt more hairs, starting with 'Episode One: Fright of the Bumblebees.' Also, ha...