American Cheese

A fan fiction by LM Simpson

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LM Simpson's tidbits (A/N): (Throws toast to Banjkazfan (Sorry for the late toast!)) Here is the latest chapter!

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Chapter Eight: Dinner for Two

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Wallace and Gromit revisited the diner Nellie Jackson was employed in almost twenty-four hours later. The motive was the same as the one for their previous stay. However, instead of only one of t hem entering, both exited their rented vehicle…

Once inside, Wallace learned another thing about Americans: they were not exactly enthusiastic about dogs in restaurants.

"What's wrong?" the inventor asked the horrified customers. "Haven't any of you ever seen a dog in a restaurant before?"

"Um, Wallace…" he heard Nellie say, "Come here…"

Wallace obeyed taking Gromit with him. The diner Nellie had been servicing scooted over to the side. Wallace wound up in front of her.

"What is it?"

"Wallace, I don't know what it's like in England, but here, dogs aren't really allowed in public places. Only eye-guiding dogs are really okay…"

Wallace blushed. "Really? Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't know that!"

"It's all right I guess it's kinda my fault, anyway. Hold on a second…

"HEY, MATT! Can you guard the cashier for a moment? I'll be right back…"

Wallace, Gromit, and Nellie walked outside. They stood at the front between the door and bench.

"Wow, I can't believe I'm actually touching a mouthless dog…" Nellie said, patting Gromit on the head. Even without a clearly visible mouth, it was easy to tell Gromit was not happy about this.

"What's so strange about it?" Wallace asked. "Gromit is just like any other dog. He just has a few differences…"

"Hmm… Good point.

"Well, I have to get back inside in a moment. Are you going back in for takeout?"

"Huh? Oh, yes!"

"Well, Gromit's going to have to stay inside the car, unfortunately."

Wallace sighed. He went towards the car and opened a door. "Sorry, Gromit lad! You'll have to stay here until I get back with dinner!"

Gromit led his head down and walked into the seat on all fours. As Wallace and Nellie entered the diner, he got out a ball of yellow yarn and needles from the glove compartment and started to knit to kill time.

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"So… do you work here everyday?" Wallace asked her as Gromit and his meals were being prepared.

"Um… Everyday but tomorrow; that's my day off."

Wallace gasped. "Great! Well, uh, do you want to get together sometime tomorrow?"

"You're not trying to rush us into anything like kissing, right?"

"Oh, absolutely not! I mean socializing somewhere around town, that's all!"

Nellie looked up to the sky as if she was looking for an answer from the heavens. "Yeah, I think I'm completely free tomorrow. Where should we meet, though?"

"Uh, uh, uh, … Here? We can go to another restaurant and see a movie afterwards! You'll get to choose both of them… if you want to!"

"That sounds good enough for me! Same time?"

"Oh, yes!"

The cashier was handed Wallace's order from the cook; she smiled as she gave him his meals. "Okay, that will be thirteen dollars, twenty-seven cents, and twenty-four hours of waiting."

Wallace chuckled as he gave her exact change. "It doesn't look like I have enough hours at the moment. Do you want me to give you them tomorrow?"

"Certainly. Bye, Wallace!"

"Goodbye, Nellie!" he said, waving as he left the restaurant; he began making up his hours the very second he was outside.

End of Chapter Eight

A/N: It's pretty obvious what the next chapter will be. Until it is uploaded, though, have a good day and thanks for reading!

Ja Ne!

LM Simpson