A Simpsons yaoi story

A Sideshow Bob and Cecil Terwilliger story

I Was 100% Sure That I Hated You

Note 1: For a long time, I've been shipping Cecil and Sideshow Bob.. Yes, this is an incest shipping. If you do not support incest shippings, then do not read this fanfic.

Note 2: This takes place after "Brother From Another Series" but before "The Great Louse Detective" (If I got the episode wrong, please let me know).

Note 3: This story is Cecil's point of view.

Disclaimer: I only own the story itself, the characters belong to all of the people who own the Simpsons.

Chapter 1: Bob realizes that I have a lot of privilages by being someone who everyone thinks wouldn't commit a crime

Well me and Bob are in prison together, even though it should've been just Bob, and not myself. Anyways I was sitting on the bottom bunk, since he got the top bunk, I was writing in my journal, if you cannot guess what I'm writing in my journal, here's a hint, he comes up with these all the time. Anyhow, I hear him say, "Why on Earth did you think you'd get away with framing me, the state's one and only homicidal maniac! As well as trying to flood Springfield.." I say, "Well as if you didn't know." He says, "Oh yes, it's because no one would have expected that you'd be behind any crime, because you're such a 'great citizen', in any other case, you'd be right, but not this time." I say, "At least I'm only a one-time criminal, unlike you." He growls and says, "I get more respect around here, because of how many times I've been arrested." I say, "And yet, outside of here nobody likes you."

He jumps down from the top bunk, grabs my left wrist, and says, "Speak for yourself! The only people who like you are your ex-co-workers." He then grabs my right wrist and says, "Also when you tried to kill Bart, you were just copying me, you need to choose someone else to kill, you clown-loving idiot!" I pull my wrists away, stand up, pull out a knife from my pant pocket, and say, "That kid was asking for it and that 'Idiot' remark has taking this to a whole new level! I will enjoy killing you, Bob!" He says, "How were you even able to smuggle a knife in here... Don't tell me the officers didn't check your pockets..." I nod and he says, "You're so lucky.."

End of chapter 1: Bob realizes that I have a lot of privilages by being someone who everyone thinks wouldn't commit a crime

Next:

Chapter 2: I discover I have strange feelings (Not hatred) for Bob