This is a story I came up with late one night, and I thought it would be pretty funny. I hope it is, I put a good amount of effort into this.

Disclaimer: I don't own The Mask or The Simpsons or any of their prospective characters.


It's been a few months since Stanley Ipkiss threw that infamous mask into Edge City Bay. Since then, it's floated through many towns across America, causing chaos. But today, it finds itself in a town full of crazy: Springfield! As the mask floats into Lake Springfield, it nearly avoids being eaten by a number of mutant fish. They're mutant because of the Nuclear Power Plant, obviously. A fish with three eyes swims directly at it and the mask attaches itself. There is a crack of lightning. The fish has turned green and has six eyes now. It swims out of the lake and walks onto the streets of Springfield. It clears its throat. "Now, to have revenge on the man who was responsible." The fish takes a step, but gets hit by a car. The mask comes off the fish's face and flies through the air. Apparently, the nuclear waste in Lake Springfield must have altered the powers of the mask, making it easier for it to take itself off of the victim's face.

HOMER

The mask flies into the home of the Simpsons. It lands on the couch where Homer can usually be found. Homer bursts into the house, slamming the door.

"Stupid Mr. Burns with his stupid rules." He walks into the kitchen. "Stupid job with stupid regulations." He grabs a beer and heads back into the living room. He tries to turn on the TV, but the remote doesn't work. "Stupid remote with its stupid dead batteries!" He plops down on the couch, but quickly jumps up when he sat on the mask. "OWW! What the hell is this? Must be one of Bart's stupid toys!" Homer looks around. "Well, I am bored. I guess this will give me something to do until Marge gets home and gets me those batteries." The batteries were actually in the drawer on the table next to the couch, Homer was just to lazy to open the drawer. He puts the mask near his face and pulls away when it starts to suck him in. "What was that? Oh, my face must have static electricity or something." He puts the mask on and the crack of lightning happens again. He spins around the room like a tornado. When he stops, he appearance has changed. His face is green instead of yellow, he has the hair that he had when he was younger, he gained much more weight, his teeth are pearly white, and his clothes have turned from a white shirt and blue pants to a bright orange shirt and green pants.

He looks around for a few seconds to see what happened. "What happened? I put on that mask and then I--" He touches his face expecting to feel the wood of the mask but feels skin instead. "What the?--" He pulls on his face. It stretches like elastic. When he let go, it snapped back. "Ow...that hurt. But it was so cool!" He runs to a nearby bathroom and sees himself. "Whoa! I have hair! HAIR!" He laughs and dances around the house about his newfound hair. He stops when his stomach growls. "Oop, time to chow." He runs to the kitchen at lightning speed. "Wow, for once I actually LIKE running!" He opens up the fridge and makes tons of sandwiches at super fast speed. He opens his mouth, more like unhinges really, and shoves them all down. He lets out a loud belch. "Oh my God, with these powers I could...I could...save world! Naw, thats too much work. I think I'll just watch TV." He goes to the living room and sits down and picks up the remote, only to remember that there's no batteries. "D'oh! No batteries." He looks over and stretches out his arm to the drawer and opens it. He searches around and pulls out two batteries. "Whoo-hoo! Thank you strange and mysterious powers!" He turns on the TV. Marge comes home as soon as he does. "Oh, I can't wait to tell her about this. Oh, Marge!!" He runs to the front door. Marge is locking it. She turns around and screams.

"AHHHHHH! Intruder! Intruder!" She swings her purse at Homer and hits him in the head, knocking the mask off. It flies out the window. "Oh, Homie. I'm so sorry, I had no idea it was you. But you should know better than to scare me like that!"

"Awwww, the mask!" He looks around but realizes its gone. He puts his hands on his head, feeling for hair. "AWWWW, my hair." He starts to cry. He blubbers the words my hair, my hair over and over again as he runs up the stairs.


That's the end of chapter one. Reviews would be greatly appreciated.

Next up: Ned Flanders!

Side-note: I realize that in The Mask, the mask only works at night. Well, my reason for it clearly working during the day is that the nuclear waste in the water effected the mask's powers, making it function 24/7.