#squirrel and arrow

I have no ideas for drawings or stories! After temporarily leaving DeviantArt due to access restrictions in my country, I'm having art block. Can you give me ideas for drawings? PLEASE, no any mature content!!! I do only family-friendly stuff! I'll only draw things related to these fandoms:

Great mouse detective

Live-action Alvin and the chipmunks trilogy

Squirrel and Arrow franchise

Arrow as puppy and her family

Squirrel as puppy and her family

It's been a while since I've submitted anything related to Squirrel and Arrow fandom. So I decided to submit here some stuff related to them.

Hello, everyone!

It's been exactly one month since day when DeviantArt stopped working in my country, which is why I had to create account on Tumblr. I'm very happy that I found some users on Tumblr who I've known since my active life on DeviantArt - @thecoolguysuniverseblog , @cindysparkle96 , @disneyfangirl774-blog , @stitchtastic2020 , @blueberrycat93 , @beaniepup2001 and @hollyofblackandwhites ! Thanks to you, it's easier for me to adapt to this site, which will now be my new place to demonstrate my drawing and writing skills.

Since I'm about to upload the last chapter of my fanfic about Ratigan and Inga, I'm wondering what I should write about next?

I can't believe but I managed to submit third part of my prequel to Goof troop here!

Part 3 – The day Pete's past leaked through

Back home, Peg decided to play a prank on Pete by swapping the jars of salt and sugar.

"I want sugar. Where's that jar?" Pete looked through all the kitchen cabinets until he found pink jar labeled "Sugar."

He licked it and spat.

"Salt!" Pete muttered indignantly and put the jar back, ignoring the dog's quiet chuckle.

He had to sit at the table for a while until Peg brought him a bowl of soup.

"Soup?" Pete was perplexed. "I asked for roast beef."

"You should be grateful for what I cook for you and not be picky. Mind your manners!" owner of house stamped her hind paw on the floor.

"Manners? Do I look like a king?" Pete shouted and grabbed the bowl of hot soup, but spilled it on his pants and burned himself.

Peg had to apply an ice pack to Pete's paws to prevent burns and give him clean pants to change into.

At that moment, the phone rang, and Peg picked it up. It was a business call, so she turned to her friends for help. After receiving Peg's call and listening to her words, Squirrel and Arrow came to her house.

"I hope you won't miss me. I left everything for you on the dining room table. You can watch TV," Peg said to fat pit bull and grabbed her bag with necessary things.

As Peg left the house, she made gesture with her front paw and her friends approached her.

"Girls, I'm urgently going out to run some errands, so you two need to keep an eye on Pete so he doesn't misbehave while I'm gone," female dog with huge ears explained to Squirrel and Arrow.

"Of course we'll keep an eye on him!" smiled blue-eyed Squirrel.

"But I'm not sure if Pete wants us around if he decides to do his own thing," Arrow hesitated.

"Just keep an eye on him from the street through the window. Then he won't notice," lady papillon clarified.

"OK!" nodded Squirrel.

"Thanks, friends! I'll be right back!" Peg went off to run her errands.

Two female dogs came to the living room window and began spying on Pete.

Pete noticed that owner of the house had left.

"Looks like Peg's gone. Okay, now it's time for me to act!" Pete grinned slyly and began rummaging around in search of the hidden money. "Where is it? Where is this money hidden?"

"Pete's going to steal the money from Peg. We need to call her!" Arrow panicked.

"Don't rush!" Squirrel tugged her friend's tail. "We better wait a little."

"Why wait? He'll find the money in no time and run away!" brown-eyed dog's anxiety never left her.

"He won't run away! We're standing right by the door!" blue-eyed dog reassured Arrow.

Continuing his search of the house, Pete found something in living room's bookcase and stared at it for a long time.

"I think he found something in bookcase," Arrow said, wary.

"That's suspicious..." Squirrel whispered.

Pete stared at the find for so long that he forgot about his desire to steal the money, and at some point, he started crying.

"He... He's crying?" Squirrel asked, surprised.

"I hate seeing whiners. We need to call Peg immediately before things get worse," Arrow said, running to the nearest telephone booth.

After listening to her friends' words on the phone, Peg returned home and saw Pete crying.

"Pete? What happened? Why are you crying?" owner of house tried to figure out the reason for the tears until she saw photograph lying on the floor.

It was a picture of Peg as child, celebrating her birthday with all her friends.

"Why are you crying over a picture?" Peg asked again, trying to find out why her friend was crying.

"I had tough childhood!" pit bull howled. "I was never given the attention I deserved as child. I lost my mother when I was only five. My father was harsh with me and taught me bad behavior. Your childhood was much better."

"Pete, that's not true. I'm sure you had good childhood," female dog placed her paw on the shoulder of sobbing poor thing.

"No, I didn't!" suffering Pete continued to sob like little puppy.

Peg felt sorry for her friend and, leaving the house, became thoughtful.

"Is everything okay with him?" asked Arrow.

"It's good that you looked after him," owner of house praised Squirrel and Arrow. "What would I do without you? Could you give me some helpful advice so that Pete notices my positive qualities?"

"You can't make anyone notice your qualities directly," Arrow said with connoisseur's tone.

"Maybe you could make gift for Pete?" Squirrel suggested.

"Gift?" Peg asked, and then she beamed. "I have idea."

The inspired female dog didn't have to think long about choosing a gift. She went to the dealership and bought a car.

"Cool!" Squirrel assessed the new car, examining it from every angle.

"Glad to hear it!" lady papillon winked. "Now I need to teach Pete how to drive."

"But he's an adult. He knows how to drive," Arrow spread her paws.

"I might have to retrain him and make sure he doesn't cause accidents. Besides, he probably doesn't even have driver's license," Peg explained.

"You think correctly!" Squirrel noted.

Pete stood against the wall, crying softly. He was in terrible pain because of memories about his tough childhood which came flooding back.

"Pete, I'd like to give you a gift. You'll be delighted," Peg said as she entered living room.

"Why do I need this? I've already had enough of what made me remember my tough childhood…" fat pit bull said without turning his head towards his friend.

"It's so much better than you think! You won't even regret it when you see it!" Peg giggled and led male dog into the yard. "Think about something amazing and desirable!"

"Lottery tickets?" Pete chuckled. "I've never had the chance to buy one and enter it."

"No! Look here!" female dog pointed her paw toward the car.

Pete shuddered when he saw the cool car.

"So this is your surprise?!?" fat black-and-tan pit bull cried.

"Isn't it a cool car? What do you think? It's way better than lottery tickets!" Peg winked.

Friendship between popular girls (Squirrel and Arrow) and lesser-known guys (Goofy and redeemed Pete)

Friendship between generations (Squirrel and Arrow make friends with Max and PJ)

The only ones I trust (Squirrel and Arrow... and redeemed Pete)

Finally I managed to write second chapter. Sorry that I didn't submit new chapter for long time!

Part 2 – The most inconvenient gentleman

Do you think Pete decided to spend night in Peg's basement just to steal something? You're wrong! He had no intention of stealing anything from there, because he knew that no ordinary person hides money or other valuables in basement. And there wasn't anything special stored in basement - only empty cardboard boxes, gardening tools and jars of pickles.

In fact, he had this habit of sleeping in the basement. It developed when Pete turned to crime after graduating from university. It must be said that Pete's life was very difficult before Peg took him into her home. After graduating from university, fat pit bull began looking for job but ran into his father, whom he had run away from as a puppy when his father killed Pete's mother. The old pit bull began teaching the dog how to attack passersby and pick locks, developing in him a hatred for those around him.

The next morning, Peg approached the basement and knocked on the door.

"Pete, come out! Everything's already on the table!" female dog called to her friend.

Swaying slightly from his sleep, Pete emerged in his robe. After drinking tea, Peg handed Pete some clean clothes.

"Here, Pete, I brought you some nice, clean clothes," lady papillon wagged her tail.

"I don't like wearing clean clothes. I'll look like an idiot in them," male dog grimaced, examining what she had given him.

"I won't repeat. Put them on right now!" Peg demanded, but her new tenant wouldn't listen.

Peg, holding Pete back, removed his robe and began changing him while he resisted.

"I hate wearing this!" Pete flushed with anger when Peg finally managed to change him into semi-formal suit.

"You look well, Pete," lady of house winked at him. "I think you'd like a walk to get some exercise."

As Peg left the house, she noticed that Pete was looking around apprehensively, his head poking out over the threshold.

"Are you scared of something?" asked lady papillon.

"I don't want to be tracked..." black-and-tan pit bull whispered softly.

"No one will track you," Peg reassured. "Come out quickly!"

Pete emerged, hunched over, his ears drooping, and shaking with stress.

"Why are you slouching? Do you want to crook your back?" Peg tilted her head to the side and began to change the dog's position. "You need to stand straight! Don't raise your shoulders! And don't crane your neck forward!"

"I feel uncomfortable standing like this," Pete complained.

"You need to develop this habit," Peg said.

When dogs left the house, Peg began keeping an eye on her friend, making sure he didn't misbehave.

"This is just awkward," male pit bull whined. "They'll make fun of me in these clothes! Wouldn't it be better for me to stay home or take these clothes off?"

"You need to behave yourself. We're in a public place," female dog explained.

As they walked, fat pit bull looked around fearfully, and Peg had to gently tug on his shoulder so that he wouldn't attract the attention of those around him.

Reaching the roadway, Peg stopped her friend, grabbing his paw.

"Don't rush to cross the street! Watch the traffic light!" light-yellow dog with huge orange eras pointed to the nearest traffic light. "Wait for the green light. Only then can you go."

After waiting for the green light, two dogs crossed the road.

"Don't swing your paws back and forth when you walk! Keep them straight!" Peg hissed.

"Am I supposed to walk like a soldier?!" Pete asked, surprised.

"Not necessarily. I'm just suggesting you keep your paws down. You can tuck them in your jacket pockets," Peg advised.

Black-and-tan dog stuck both paws into his jacket pockets, which made Peg smile a little.

"Can I smoke?" Pete started pulling a pack of cigarettes out of his jacket pocket.

"No, Pete," Peg gave him a stern look. "There are too many other dogs here, and they could get sick from the smoke. Besides, I don't want you to get seriously ill. I saw the condition of your lungs in X-ray when you had medical checkup. So take care of yourself!"

Pete stopped rummaging through his pocket and lowered his head. Then he noticed a trash can standing nearby and ran over to it. The dog was just about to kick it when Peg grabbed his paw and pulled him back.

"I won't let you do this!" his friend said in stern tone.

Suddenly, two female dogs approached them. They were Peg's friends. The first dog was white female with erect ears and blue eyes. She wore blue buttoned vest and pink skirt. The second one was brown-and-white female dog with pressed ears and brown eyes. She had red unbuttoned shirt with short sleeves, light-grey t-shirt, silver medal and blue jeans. Also she had several bracelets on her right paw.

"Hello, Squirrel and Arrow!" Peg smiled.

Brown-eyed Arrow laughed at Pete.

"Shut up!" fat dog barked at her.

"Peg, what are you doing with that guy?" blue-eyed Squirrel asked, bewildered.

"Are you even crazy?" Arrow's smile turned serious.

"Why don't you both shut up!" Pete continued to glare at Peg's friends, his expression filled with hatred.

"Why don't you go get a haircut, you disgusting piece of fur!" brown-eyed dog barked.

"I'll-" Pete began, but Peg interrupted him with gentle nudge.

"Okay, calm down!" lady papillon separated two indignant dogs. "I think Pete really does need a haircut."

"My hair is fine," pit bull shrugged.

"Your hair is too shaggy," Peg took the fat dog by paw and led him away.

Squirrel and Arrow watched them go, wondering how their friend could do such a thing.

The dogs entered the barbershop, where Pete got a haircut, transforming his tousled hair into a sleek elegant style.

"Do you like your new haircut, Pete?" Peg asked as she emerged.

"Well, I think my hair looks good," Pete said, scratching his head.