The Tweedlez
The Tweedlez
Two nine-year-old outcasts, one falling-down Victorian, and a cheetah named Larry who runs the whole operation. No parents. No rules. Plenty of dust.
↓ come in, mind the stepNora and Aron aren't looking for anyone to save them — they've got each other, a house with more character than code compliance, and a cheetah who thinks he's the family dog. Nobody's coming to tuck them in. That's kind of the point.
The Tweedlez plays it like The Simpsons raised by The Addams Family: warm lamp-light, worn velvet, jokes for the kids and jokes for the parents watching over their shoulder. Nothing you'd need to explain to your grandmother. Everything you'd want to rewatch.
See it in motion →Three residents. One address. Zero adult supervision.
Sharp, watchful, and never without Gus — a one-eyed stuffed animal she's patched up more times than anyone can count. If something's about to go wrong in this house, Nora saw it coming three scenes ago.
Nora's mirror in more ways than one — his name is hers spelled backward, and his instincts run the opposite direction too. He leaps first. Nora explains later.
Part cheetah, part family car. When the school bell's about to beat them there, Larry's the one closing the gap — dust cloud and all.
Trailer coming soon
Every note in The Tweedlez is scored in-house — three decades producing distilled into one house's worth of creaking floorboards, warm strings, and the occasional dust-cloud sprint score. Here's a first taste.
The shop's still being dusted off. Here's what's coming down the stairs first.