The Great Snow Storm of Springfield
By Awb
None of these characters belong to me, nor did I create them. (I just borrow them) Enjoy!
The snow was falling down in Springfield harder than ever before. The Simpson family was tuned into the news and learning about the severity of the storm taking place.
"Man, I wish this guy would stop yaking about this car crash and just get straight on with the weather!" Homer crossed his arms in annoyance.
"Dad, its important to learn about things that didn't take place here." Lisa said, hoping he would get something out of it.
"Oh, and when is it going to be of any use?" Homer asked smugly.
"Well." Lisa stopped to think.
"Ha ha! The smart one couldn't think of an answer to my stupid question!" Homer giggled, but stopped as he saw the weather report begin.
"Now for Springfield, watch out!" The weatherman began.
"What? Where!!" Homer yelled at the T.V.
"Quiet dad! He didn't even say anything!" Bart said annoyed.
"There is a huge snow storm headed your way!" The weatherman continued.
"Wow, is he good, or what?" Homer whispered to Bart.
"Now three things to remember about a snow storm. One, you need to have food and water available, incase you cannot make it to a store. Two, you need to have batteries, radios, flashlights, medical supplies ready and at hand, incase, again, you can't leave your house. Third, you need to make sure you have a love one close by." The weatherman explained. Homer grabbed the dog. "Now this storm is going to be bad. You will definitely need to stay indoors, for it is going to be a whiteout!" The weatherman was cut off and the lights turned off.
"What the-" Bart began.
"Watch that language boy!" Homer scolded as he ran into the lamp, looking for a flashlight. "God-"
"Homer, where are you?" Marge called out into the darkness.
"I'm right here!" Homer replied back.
"Ok. What we need to do-" Lisa started.
"No, what we need to do is to find some beer." Homer interrupted.
"Homer! Ok Lisa, finish." Marge scolded.
"Ok, what we need to do, is to find some flashlights, batteries, medical equipment-" Once again, Lisa was cut off.
"And beer! Don't forget the beer!" Homer called from somewhere in the darkness.
By Awb
None of these characters belong to me, nor did I create them. (I just borrow them) Enjoy!
The snow was falling down in Springfield harder than ever before. The Simpson family was tuned into the news and learning about the severity of the storm taking place.
"Man, I wish this guy would stop yaking about this car crash and just get straight on with the weather!" Homer crossed his arms in annoyance.
"Dad, its important to learn about things that didn't take place here." Lisa said, hoping he would get something out of it.
"Oh, and when is it going to be of any use?" Homer asked smugly.
"Well." Lisa stopped to think.
"Ha ha! The smart one couldn't think of an answer to my stupid question!" Homer giggled, but stopped as he saw the weather report begin.
"Now for Springfield, watch out!" The weatherman began.
"What? Where!!" Homer yelled at the T.V.
"Quiet dad! He didn't even say anything!" Bart said annoyed.
"There is a huge snow storm headed your way!" The weatherman continued.
"Wow, is he good, or what?" Homer whispered to Bart.
"Now three things to remember about a snow storm. One, you need to have food and water available, incase you cannot make it to a store. Two, you need to have batteries, radios, flashlights, medical supplies ready and at hand, incase, again, you can't leave your house. Third, you need to make sure you have a love one close by." The weatherman explained. Homer grabbed the dog. "Now this storm is going to be bad. You will definitely need to stay indoors, for it is going to be a whiteout!" The weatherman was cut off and the lights turned off.
"What the-" Bart began.
"Watch that language boy!" Homer scolded as he ran into the lamp, looking for a flashlight. "God-"
"Homer, where are you?" Marge called out into the darkness.
"I'm right here!" Homer replied back.
"Ok. What we need to do-" Lisa started.
"No, what we need to do is to find some beer." Homer interrupted.
"Homer! Ok Lisa, finish." Marge scolded.
"Ok, what we need to do, is to find some flashlights, batteries, medical equipment-" Once again, Lisa was cut off.
"And beer! Don't forget the beer!" Homer called from somewhere in the darkness.