Little Wylers

The artwork this ficlet originally went with originally used Craiyon-generated assets. As I no longer believe in using Craiyon assets in my artwork, said artwork has been removed.

Original Twitter Upload Date: November 20, 2022.


[November 26, 2011 on the strict timeline of ZP-51498. The Albaneigh County Sephardic Temple is hosting the b‘not mitzvah celebration of Roz and Maddie Wyler. Eleven of the fourteen candles have been lit]
Roz: “A goofy fella from the commune out west, we brought him here ’cause partying’s what he does best.”
Maddie: “The energy of the hippies he lives around, he carries it with him with a mighty sound.”
Roz, Maddie: “His rebellious spirit is too much for the average ine to handle, this is Terence Grime, here to light the next candle!”
[a spotlight shines on Terence, dressed in an orange tuxedo, as “The Trees” by Rush starts playing. The audience and candle-lighters on stage applaud as he walks up to the stage… except for Wendy and Nicole, who struggle to keep in their laughter as they notice the orange tuxedo he’s wearing]
Wendy: “He looks like pumpkin poop!”
Nicole: “He looks like a marker! You think if he rolled around, he’d paint the floor?”
Wendy: “No. Not when he’s alive. And he’d paint it red if he did.”
Nicole: “Haha, right, he –” [pauses, then reacts with surprise] “Wait, what about painting the floor red?”
Wendy: [beat] “Nothing.”
[Maddie hands the lighter to Terence, and he lights the twelfth candle. He then takes his place on stage next to the Wyler matriarch, Judy]
Terence: [nods] “‘sup, Wyler mama?”
[Judy rolls her eyes as the applause dies down and the song fades out]
Wendy: “Ooh, our turn!”
Nicole: “What do you mean, ‘our’? They might love someone more than us. I mean me. I mean you!”
Wendy: [rolls eyes] “Whatever. Now shush, Roz has the microphone.”
[Wendy and Nicole turn their attentions to the stage as Roz speaks]
Roz: “I describe these next two like Pinky and the Brain; one is a genius, the other’s insane.”
Maddie: “The genius is articulate for one so small, and the insane one is quite the lovable goofball.”
Roz, Maddie: “This next candle goes to Wendy and Nicole, the two sisters of ours who make our family whole.”
[the spotlight shines on Wendy and Nicole as “Our House” by Madness begins playing, and the audience applauds]
Wendy, Nicole: [out of sync with each other and the song] 🎡 Our house! In the middle of the street! 🎡
Nicole: “I know that song, it’s from commercials!”
Wendy: “I think they chose it because it’s about family.”
Nicole: [gets up out of seat] “Hey, let’s dance on our way up.” [holds arms at downward-pointing 90 degree angles as she bobs up and down like a rubberhose cartoon character]
Wendy: “Are you sure we won’t embarrass anyone?”
Nicole: “You the six-year-old not wanting to have fun. You know they’re expecting us to be cute, right? We’re kids.”
Wendy: [pause] “Okay then.”
[Wendy hops out of her seat and puts her arms at right angles like Nicole. The sisters sidestep and bob up and down as they walk toward the stage. Some of the audience gushes at the sight, others such as Judy and Dolly take photos as they walk up. On the stage, Wendy takes her place between Dolly and Stella (taking the former’s hand), and Roz hands the lighter to Nicole. Nicole lights the thirteenth candle before taking her place to Dolly’s other side. She waves to the Grubenstein and Roth families as the music goes quiet; Murphy, Charlotte, and their parents wave back]
Roz: “We bid a thanks for all here tonight, the size of this party is a welcome sight.”
Maddie: “We’ve booked the whole night here for this party, so when we light this candle, help yourself to the soda and the havarti.”
Roz, Maddie: “We wished for a good evening, and the universe came through. This last candle goes to all of you!”
[Maddie lights the final candle as an electro-house remix of “Hava Nagila” starts playing. Gabriel Franco, the cameline rabbi of the temple and who is standing on stage with the other candle-lighters, is surprised by this remix]
Franco: “Oh, my.”
Maddie: “Let us rejoice!” [fist-pumps to the beat as the rest of the party gets up out of their seats and off the stage. Wendy and Nicole run over to Murphy and Charlotte. The Baseball Triad in particular get into a group hug]
Charlotte: “Funny li’l dance ya did, Nicky.”
Murphy: “You two are goofballs!” [beat] “Uh, I mean that in a good way, of course.”
Nicole: “Thanks for coming, by the way. I didn’t think you’d make it.”
Charlotte: “Miss out on hangin’ out with my friend? No way!”
Murphy: “I’ve been to bar and bat mitzvah parties, but a party for two is buh-not something you see every day!” [the Triad and Wendy laugh]
Wendy: “Haha, because b’not mitzvah.”
Charlotte: “Hey, we’ll catch up to ya, Wylers. We’re gonna go help ourselves to punch and wagon wheels.”
Nicole: “Wagon wheels?”
Charlotte: “Cheese sandwiched between crackers. I like to double-decker ’em.”
Murphy: “I like to triple-decker them!”
Wendy: “Hey, while you’re up there, can you get me some chocolate from the fountain?”
Charlotte: “Why, of course, li’l Wendy. I’ll get the acorns and run ’em through –“
Wendy: “No! Not chocolate acorns! I want chocolate! Just chocolate! A cup of straight chocolate!”
Charlotte: “You — ya want… ya want just chocolate?”
[Wendy steps closer to Charlotte and crosses her arms]
Wendy: “Yes.”
[pause]
Charlotte: “…okay then. One cup of… chocolate? Comin’ up in a minute.”
[She and Murphy walk off, toward the refreshments table]
Murphy: “Actually, come to think of it, I’d like straight chocolate too.”
Charlotte: “Latkes and grits, Murphy, not you too! Ugh. Ye’re fixin’ yers fer yerself!”
[Wendy and Nicole stand silently for a moment. Nicole slowly starts dancing, increasingly erratically, and sings badly along to the still-playing “Hava Nagila” house version]
Nicole: 🎡 Da daaa dada ra-da-da, da daaa dada ra-da-da! 🎡
[Wendy starts dancing as well, albeit much more reserved than Nicole, who continues to sing and dance badly]


Hello, WordPress audience! You’ll be excited to know that I’m gonna be focusing more on here. Wix has ruined DeviantArt beyond repair, not that DA was that great a site to begin with, given the multitude of ugly memes, amateur-looking MS Paint art, and gross and weird fetish art that the site is notorious for. But this era of Wix owning the site has been especially bad for it. The Eclipse layout that has made the site unrecognizable and more complicated to navigate (and which I’ve discovered to be half-assed, as the groups and other pages on the site still use the old layout), the site putting NFT protection behind a paywall, and the new AI image generator the site’s implemented. There was enough backlash against the latter that the users are now opted out by default, but it was still the final straw for me. The AI generator shouldn’t be allowed at all, and DA/Wix isn’t doing enough to protect artists from having their work turned into NFTs. So I’m done posting my art there, and will now be posting my art to Newgrounds, as well as using Newgrounds links to display my artwork here. I’m in the process of uploading all the artwork I’ve posted here to Newgrounds, as well as replacing the old DA links with Newgrounds links. Oh, and I’m also salvaging some of my old artwork to upload here. Only the stuff I can look out without cringing, though. Loud House fanfic fanart, you got lucky.

Before I get into this artwork (where there isn’t much to talk about), I’d also like to mention that there’s a glitch going around with art getting mysteriously censored to logged-off viewers of DA. It happened to me, and my friend Jenna (who has also left DA) has also had it happen on her. To those who have decided to stay on DA despite all the shit going on, please report this glitch to the site. The artworks shown in the tweet were never put under a mature content filter, and Jenna is possibly the most wholesome artist on the internet and has never needed a mature content filter on her work. This should not be happening, and Wix/DA needs to be made aware of the glitch so they can patch it out.

Okay, now to the artwork.

This artwork is set five years before Grunvale/OTOG‘s events, as stated in the script. So of course I had to think of how Wendy and Nicole would realistically look at the ages of six and eight respectively. And… what you see above is what I came up with.

The floor asset is the same one I’ve been using for a while, including in the artwork depicting Nicole’s own bat mitzvah party. And the crowd asset, because I suck at drawing crowds, was generated in Craiyon, and color-shifted in various places. And then the fresh pasta effect was applied to these assets, to give them a cartoonish look fitting of my art style. I think this artwork came out successfully, and I hope you enjoy it and the script.

That’ll be all for this artwork. Until next time, take care, stay safe, reject crypto, run like hell from Mariah Carey’s earworm of a Christmas song, and have a good one.


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Grunvale/OTOG is owned by me. You’re free to draw fanart of it, as long as you credit me as the creator of the series.
“Our House” was written by Chris Foreman and Cathal Smyth for Madness’ album The Rise and Fall, owned by Universal Music Group through Stiff Records and Geffen Records.
This artwork was made at a resolution of 2880×2160 (aspect ratio 1.33:1).

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