This is my first time so please, be nice!

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Lisa looked at her mom and felt tears stinging her eyes.

"Be a good girl! Don't forget to call us!" said Marge.

"Yeah and don't you dare come back with a man! We had a deal!" Homer warned.

"Dad!! You had that deal with Bart!"

"Oh right."

"Bye mom!! Bye dad!" Lisa yelled as she boarded the plane.

"Well, at least one of the kids made it." Homer sad.

"Homer! Bart may be a little… dim but he'll make it."

"Yeah, eventually. Look at us; we're old and moldy…" Homer paused and stared into space. Marge stares at him.

"HOMER! What were you about to say?"

"Huh oh what? Oh yeah. Uh, I forgot. Anyways, wanna have sex?"

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Bart walked on the gloomy streets of Springfield. He stopped at a pub his father used to bring him to. Moe's.

"Nah, dad would be here by now. I'm not going in."

Homer had disowned Bart years ago. Bart regretted doing what he did.

He was bored so he decided to call his girlfriend. "Hey hot stuff… Wanna come over to my joint?"

"Huh? Who are you? Oh… yeah… faster… faster!!"

"Jennifer? Is there someone else in your room?"

"Oh it's you John. Um, no… It's just the tv."

"I'm Bart."

"Oh yeah, right…!"

Bart hung up. He knew she was too hot for him.

"Well, it's Moe's for me." He said to himself.

Bart entered Moe's and ordered a Duff.

Moe passed him the beer and asked, "So, uh, where's Homer? I haven't seen him for a while. Heard Lisa left for UK, heh heh…"

"Yeah. Moe, do you have a place for me to go to for the night?"

"No. But you can try asking Barney. HEY BARNEY! GET THE HELL OUT OF THE TOILET!"

Barney walked out with his underwear and nothing more. "Yeah what do you want?"

"Bart over here needs a place to stay. Think you can help?"

"I have a house over at Evergreen Terrace. Whaddya think?"

"But my family lives there!" Bart said.

"Don't worry… It's the blue one. Next to Wiggum's"

"That's kinda far from my house. Ok. I'll take it."

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Bart walked all the way from Moe's to Evergreen Terrace.

He checked out his new house. It was fine. The house was in good condition. He unlocked the doors and entered his new home. It was surprisingly clean.

He turned on the lights and he heard a car enter a house nearby. It was The Simpsons.

"HEY MARGE!! LOOK! THERE'S SOMEONE LIVING AT THE BLUE HOUSE!!"

Uh oh.

"Hey! Maybe we should say 'Hi' to our new neighbour!" Bart heard his mother say.

"OK!"

Double uh oh. Bart quickly turned off the lights and stood still…

"HEY! The lights went off! What gives!!" Homer complained.

"Oh… They must have been tired. Let's let them be and meet them tomorrow."

"Aww… Fine."

Phew… A close one. Bart looked out of the window.

He saw his parent's backs, just like how he did when he last stood on The Simpsons doorstep.

He turned his lights on again after Homer and Marge went inside their house.

"Hey… There are furnitures in this house." He murmured to himself. He went upstairs and slept. He felt his cheeks dampening as the tears slowly made it's way down his pillow.

"Goodnight Mom."

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Tell me if I should continue. All comments and criticism are welcomed.