The Simpsons Fan Fic 4 WIP The next morning came, and Marge had awoken in her bed alone. She gasped at the sight of Homer missing from the dent in his side of the mattress. She got up and changed into her daily clothes and headed out the door. "Homie?" She called out. After no response, she decided to ask the kids if they knew anything. "KIDS!" Marge yelled out loudly. Bart and Lisa both opened their eyes in shock. Bart walked out into the hall first, wiping his eyes. "What is it, Mom?" He asked, still half-asleep. Marge put her hands on her hips and asked him, "Do you have any idea where your father is? He never came to bed last night." Bart let out a yawn. "He proba
The Simpsons Fan Fic 3 After about two hours of going door to door and collecting signatures, Bart and Lisa had only two signatures left for the library to stay in Springfield. "So, who's left?" The spiky-haired demon asked. "Let's see," Lisa said while looking over the list. "...Lenny, Carl, Kirk, and then- Mr. Burns!" She gasped. Bart smirked and told her, "No problem, Burns and I are cool now, I'll get him to sign it!" He led the two up to Burns' mansion, and they rang the doorbell. Smithers, Mr. Burns' assistant, opened the door. "Simpson's kids!" He said, "What are you doing here?" "We want to talk to you and Mr. Burns." Lisa stated. Mr. Burns started to wobb
The Simpsons Fan Fic 2 Bart impatiently moved the back of his foot up and down and clinched the end of his desk as he watched the clock. Skinner set down the papers he was checking and stood up. "Well, Simpson," He started, "I hope you learned your lesson this time. I'm not going to tolerate your behavior anymore! Next time you cause ruckus in this school you'll-" "3:00!" Bart jumped from his seat, interrupting his principal. "Catch you later, SkinButt!" He dashed out the class and started to run down the hall. He passed Groundskeeper Willie, who was mopping, and started to slide on the wet floor across the hall. "Cowabunga!" the boy uttered. Skinner watched from
The Simpsons Fan Fic 1 Not so long ago...in a city far, far away... "Homer, how many times have I told you to not do that to the television?!" A woman with a somewhat raspy voice scolded the overweight man with the balding head. "Marge," He said, "I'm only trying to make it more enjoyable for the whole family. Besides, I've never done this before, so it's impossible for you to have told me." He stated. Homer was in the living room, trying to set up the TV so it can hang off the wall, despite it being a box and weighed hundreds of pounds. Marge rolled her eyes and told him, "I did, it's in your contract!" Homer stopped what he was doing and turned to her. "What c