Hi this is my second Simpsons fic hope you guys like it
don't own it I mean seriously i'm only 14
please review
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Well he's dead and I don't know why I feel like crying, we weren't that close.
I hear Lisa running down the hall yelling to Bleeding Gums Murphy that people loved her at the talent show and I don't have the heart to tell her he's dead, my big brother is dead.
I never thought I'd do this. I never thought I'd hide behind a bush while a funeral is going on normally I'd just sit in the laid out seats and think to myself that I am lucky to be alive but I can't do that today because no one can know Bleeding Gums Murphy was no is my brother.
I lie in bed next to my wife, Bernice, and think about everything. I went and got my brother's will today but I still haven't read it; I can't do it.
It's the a whole day after my brother's death and I'm sitting in my living room holding my brother's last will and testament in my hands and listening to the radio.
The sound on the radio becomes distorted and when it returns to normal a jazz song is playing. I recognise it instantly; it's my brother's song 'Sax on the beach'.
I smile to myself and open the will.
It's hard to read the will through the tears.
But I manage.
I skim the usual boring bit of "I 'Bleeding Gums' Murphy residing at 46 Evergreen Terrace being of sound mind declare this to be my last will.
I revoke all previous wills and codicils.
I appoint Lionel Hutz as the Executor and the trustee of this will."
I read further and notice that he leaves his Saxophone and all his Jazz memorabilia to Lisa, I'll give that to her as soon as possible.
I read on and almost chock. It turns out my brother would like to express the need for me to know that I have a long-lost twin brother somewhere in the world! Wait what?
I'm pacing up and down the waiting room of the Shelbyville orphanage, this is where my parents left my brother all those years ago…I can't believe they did that and I can't believe my other brother didn't tell me.
I hear the door open and Homer Simpson say, "Thanks!"
And I quickly hide behind the potted plant I have been staring at for the last hour.
As I go in to the office I stop and stare as the man behind the door looks just like me.
"I'm Julius M. Hibbert and you must be…" I pause but he finishes it for me.
"Your brother." I nod and he pulls me into a hug and suddenly it doesn't matter that my older brother is dead or that no one knows about my twin brother because I have him and that's all that matters.
