Death by Science

Summary: It Christmas and Moe is alone again. This year, he decides to die through science. But who would have thought that with his death, it would start a world where he was an actor and had Homer Simpson family?

Disclaimer: I do not applaud Suicide and think it's a very serious matter that needed to be handled with respect.

I do not own The Simpson.

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"It's Christmas, time. Again, Moe" Said, Moe as he looked at himself in his sad lonely mirror in his sad lonely apartment.

He was alone again and this year nothing had changed, everybody had somewhere to be on Christmas but he did not.

However, he always had something to do on Christmas day and that was to try and kill himself.

He had failed many times in the past but this time he was sure he was going to successfully kill himself, he had gone through numerous therapy sessions to cure his depression.

He became handsome only to screw it up and have a set fall on his face. He had saved Maggie and become a town hero but it didn't end well.

It was like the universe did not him to be happy.

The only one thing he had to look forward to, was the occasional husband who wanted to get away from his family.

Even Barney had something to do on Christmas day.

So since the tradition method of killing himself didn't work, he had signed himself up for a dangerous scientific experiment that was really high in possible death toll.

The higher, the better.

If the world can't kill him than he bet science could.

He walked out of his apartment, walked down the steps and made his way to Professor Frank Labatory, and knocked on the door.

The man opened the door, a second later.

"Oh, Moe. I wasn't expecting you for another three hours said, the man, dressed in his lab coat and pink pants.

"We'll, I decided to come early" said, Moe forcing his way through. "Where is the invention that will kill me?"

"No need to rush. It's in my basement" Said, Professor Frank speaking strangely in-between his speech.

They went to his basement and saw high tech machines, such as the now broken portal to the Futurama Universe and containers that were supposed to be science but had the unfortunate effect of being edible.

"And this is where the experiment will take place" He said, as they saw a large metal tube. "I'm trying to prove the concept of god. This machine will tear your consciousness and body apart and merge it with the universe. And then after an hour, I will bring you back and tell me what you experienced"

"And how high is the success rate for this thing, again?" Said, Moe as he took off his clothes.

"7 percent" Said, Professor Frank.

"And that's all I need to know" Said, Moe before opening the tank and getting inside without even asking how painful it was going to be.

He had already signed the labiality contract.

"Turning on the machine now" Said, Professor Frank pulling a giant lever.

Suddenly Moe felt pain, a lot of pain and started screaming as he was ripped apart atom by atom.

And then Professor Frank realised too late that he forgot to remove the cap for energy build up so the energy would force its way through.

The machine itself exploded sending Professor Frank back and banded his hand against the wall knocking him out.

When he came to, he found his house being attended to by the fire fighters.

"Are you alright?" Said, a fireman having splashed him awake with a bucket of water.

Professor Frank was on his feet immediately and rushed to his invention.

His invention was reduced to rubble, along with his control panel.

Oh, and there was Moe to.

"Oh, dear" Said, Professor Frank.

#Where Moe is#

Unknown to Professor Frank, the experiment was a success.

Moe fused with the universe but because there was already a god, that god kicked him out of the universe so he went beyond that, he didn't know it but he was the catalyst of starting his own universe.

The white void of nothingness gave birth to a sun, stars, planets however, the difference began to be shown from there.

Earth was never populated instead Venus had the breathable air, the people born onto it went through a different stage in evolution, they never lost their monkey tails and time was fast forwarded.

"AAAHHHH!" Moe suddenly yelled forward.

Silence.

Suddenly he heard a voice.

"Moe?"

It was the voice of Marge Simpson.

He turned and was stunned to see marge Simpson sleeping beside him, blue night cap and all.

He was in the Simpson beg.

She got up and put a hand on him and said. "Moe, is something the matter?"

And then he saw the tail.

The monkey tail.

"OH, JESUS!" He said, getting out of bed and running out of the room from fright, he ran down the children Corridor only to be shocked when he passed by the first picture.

He slowly slow down.

There were pictures of Lisa Simpson with a tail on the wall, she didn't have the Simpson hair instead she had brown hair, he walked down some more and saw Bart with brown hair as well but sometimes he wasn't alone, there was another boy who looked exactly like Bart in the frame with a tail but had his spiked brown hair down.

He turned and saw a family photograph which left the most impact on him.

In the photo was a family dressed in white, Lisa wore a white blouse with her white pearls and grey pants.

Bart who he could tell right away from the other boy, had his hair combed down and had an expression like he couldn't care less about what was happening, the 'other Bart', had his hair combed as well but sat in the middle of the Lisa and Bart, trying to squeeze through.

Marge was on a pink cube behind the child with Maggie on her laps who also had brown hair but the person on her right had him in shock.

It was him from when he had plastic surgery to become handsome.

Every single person was dressed in a white top, grey jeans and had a monkey tail.

And that's when it hit him.

"Oh, my fricken god," Said, Moe taking down the photo and looking passed it to the glass that showed his once again handsome face.

He suddenly had memories of a better life.

He and Marge were married.

He knew Marge in highschool, he was one of the popular boys because of his looks but he already left Highschool when she was old enough for prom. She never dated Homer because she did not forgive him for lying to her face just to force time together.

So she never stopped when she saw Homer on the road on Prom night, instead Marge noticed him on the road after his car broke down and she offered him a lift back to his house.

He hadn't tried to sexually assault her or force an illusion of being together on her that night.

They just talked and from there a relationship formed, 11 years later, they were married and had 4 kids, Bart, Hugo, Lisa and Maggie.

He had always envied Homer for having a family but now it was him who Marge chose that night.

He had Homer family and from his mind, he realised he was smarter and a better dad than Homer, his kids did not know Homer existed.

"Mom, is dad alright?" Said, the voice of Little Lisa.

He turned and saw the little girl on top of the stairs looking at him with worry.

At that moment he did not care about the monkey tail, he went up the stairs and carried her and hugged her.

Lisa was confused as hell, but she did appreciate the kiss he planted on her cheek.

Next to her was a confused tailed Marge, who he planted a kiss on.

"Let's go out and have fun as a family" He suddenly said.

"Moe, it's 2 in the morning" Said, Marge.

"Oh..." He said, before he said, a lot quieter. "Then at a proper time, let's go and have some fun as a family."

Heading back to the bedroom, Lisa looked to her mother only for the woman to shrug and head back to bed because she was too tired.

When morning came, Moe was woken up by an alarm, and he turned to find it hadn't been a dream, right next to him was a slowly waking up Marge Simpson.

Or should he saw Marge Szyslak?

"Good morning, Marge," He said.

"Good morning, Moe," She said, and she kissed him, Moe was pleasantly surprised by the morning greeting.

And then Moe saw the tail, but this time, there was another tail coming from his own backside, the two tails intertwined with each other.

He was so lonely that he would take a tailed woman any day.

"We'll; I better get ready for the day," Said, Marge as she got out and went to the Bathroom, he heard the shower come on, and her say. "It so nice of you to take time off from working as a big-time actor to spend some time with your family."

Big time Actor?

Moe suddenly remembered that in this world, he had been blessed with good looks, so he was guaranteed to be somebody when he went out of high school, he had become an actor who modelled on the side after graduation.

The memories weren't overwhelming so he still remembered that godawful lonely life he had before, waiting for alcoholics to walk through the door so he could talk to somebody.

"We'll. I thought, after winning the Best Actor of the year award, I should sit down and be with my family" he said.

And then Marge came out in only a towel, and her hair was down.

He stared when he saw her dripping womanly form that wasn't hidden well by the towel.

From her hips to her legs...

Jesus Christ, this was what Homer had been sleeping next to every night?

What the heck was he complaining about!?

"Moe, are you going into the shower or are you going to stare at me all day?" Marge said.

"Can't it be both?" He said.

She laughed and urged him inside.

The moment that door closed, he said. "Holy cow, I'm married to Marge Simpson, and she doesn't look biter" than he saw the large bathroom that explained why the hallway was so long.

It was crystal white and had a large mirror; it was better than his sad and lonely apartment bathroom.

He took off the blue pj's that looked better on him than on Homer.

He took them off and looked into the mirror, instead of seeing a pudgy stomach he saw a superhero's body with the muscles and everything.

"Wow," He said, flexing. "No wonder, Marge married me. I would marry myself."

He then went into the shower and closed the glass door, the feeling of hot water on his handsome face proved that he wasn't dreaming and then he came out dripping wet and had a white towel around his waist, the tail curled into itself.

Then he went to the tooth brush case and got out his blue electric tooth brush and then from the tooth paste case, he took a tooth paste.

Once he was done brushing, he walked out to find Marge not dressed in her green dress and pearls. Instead, it was a grey long-sleeved top with a black collar, long brown slim trousers and then to finish her look, she wore high heels.

And with her hair down she looked a whole lot better than her counterpart regarding money and happiness.

He heard the sound of the television turning on downstairs.

"I'll go down and check on the kids," Said, Marge, walking out.

Moe went to the wardrobe that was separate from his wife, and the moment he got close to it, the wall gave way to reveal clothes, branded clothes, clothes that he managed to keep when he did a role.

He put on light green, grey pants and shoes, before walking out of the room.

He walked past his kid's room and saw that every room was large and stuffed with things that were expensive and fit the age and personality of each kid.

Lisa had a room that contained bookshelves upon bookshelves of knowledge; there was a mini science lab and even an expensive mac on the table.

Bart and Hugo seemed to shear a room which they split into two; one half was filled with practical jokes stuff, while the other was filled with posters of food.

But both sides were a mess.

However, both boys could both agree to have the flat screen television, beanie chairs and game console and games in the middle of the room.

He went to Maggie room and saw she had a golden rimmed bed, had giant plush toys, and a wall dedicated to brand new Pacifiers.

He walked down and went into the living room, one of the large parts of the house where he found all three children in their PJs eating Krusty O's, Maggie sucked a Pacifier next to Lisa on a massive large couch.

"Hi, dad," Said, Bart seeing him.

"Hi, dad," said, Hugo.

"Hi, dad," said, Lisa.

Maggie sucked.

Moe had to compose himself when he heard the word 'dad' being thrown at him.

"Hi, kids," He said, "What are you watching?"

He especially found it interesting that neither Bart or Hugo called him by his first name, plus he was getting memories that both Bart and Hugo had beautiful singing voice because he would never strangle his own child like Homer spent years doing.

"Saturday morning cartoons with the Itchy and Sketchy show" Said, Hugo.

Moe noted Hugo's voice was lower than Bart's.

Moe turned to the giant flat screen television showing a blue mouse chopping a black cat head off, before replacing the head with a cartoon bomb.

It went off.

All the kid's laughed, and so did he.

He was surprised by how easy the laughter came out of him.

Moe went around them and sat next to them, Maggie with her tiny tail crawled onto his laps and sat down them since she loved to do that.

Feeling the heat from the baby and his children.

Moe wondered if he had died and gone to heaven.

He couldn't wait to see more of the world he found himself in.

And scene!

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