All right, my third attempt at a Simpson's parody. This time its a TV show. This Simpson's fic is basically a sequel to The Grim Adventures Of Billy & Mandy episode WISHBONES. Thromnambular will find its way into Springfield, but first it's in Endsville. Enjoy...
ENDSVILLE
It's a beautiful, sunny afternoon in Endsville. All is calm in the city. Well, almost...
"GRIM! OH, GRIIIIIMMMMM!!!!!!" Billy shouts from his room.
The door flings open. Grim is standing in the doorway, looking very annoyed. "What do you want you little pest?
"Look at this cool helmet I found!" The skull known as Thromnambular is on Billy's head like a football helmet.
Grim gasps. "Where did you find that?"
"In your trunk." Billy rams his head into the wall, Thromnambular groans.
"How many times do I have to tell you, Billy, DO NOT GO INTO MY TRUNK?!" Grim pulls the wishing skull off Billy's head.
"Ooooohhh...74,464,548 times!"
"Well, let's hope this is number 74,464,548! No more going' into my trunk!" Grim starts to leave the room.
"Grim, wait!"
"What?" Grim turns around to face Billy.
"What are you going to do with that thingy?"
"Its not a thingy, It's name is--"
"BE SILENT, BE SILENT! My name is my own. I'll speak it myself and I'll speak it alone! Thromnambular is what I am called. I hail from lands where your nightmares crawl, if you'd see it yourself you'd be very appalled."
"Yes...Thromnambular grants beings wishes--"
"LIKE A GENIE!!"
"Don't interrupt me! He grants beings wishes until he runs out of them, then he would be set free. Hence the number on his head. There are nine wishes left." Grim points the the number on Thromnambular's head. "And I intend to keep it at nine. So hands off, you dolt!" Grim starts to walk away again.
But, Billy stops him again. "Grim!"
"WHAT?"
"Are you going to put that back in your trunk because if you do you know I'm just going to go down to the basement and open up the trunk and make nine wishes against your will, hmmmm?" Billy says in one long sentence.
Grim ponders this. "Good point...I know!" Grim snaps his fingers and his scythe appears. "I'll transport it to another dimension that way YOU won't get your grubby little hands on it. Or Mandy, for that matter. But where to put it?" Grim looks through several dimensions. He stumbles upon Springfield, which appears to be the calmest. "This'll do! I'll put it in this dimension." Grim throws the skull into the vortex. In lands in the yard of the Simpson's. "There, now stay out of me trunk!" Grim slams the door. Billy just stares at the door, not moving at all. He farts and falls to the ground and laughs stupidly.
SPRINGFIELD
Thromnambular, now on the front lawn of the Simpson's house, is looking around. "Into a vortex I did go, now I have made my way onto another show!" He says, breaking the fourth wall.
HOMER
Homer comes barging out of the house holding bags of garbage. He grumbles as he makes his way to the garbage cans, but sees that the garbage man has already hit his house. "D'oh! Great, now what am I supposed to do with this?" He looks over to Flanders''s house. He laughs and walks over to the fence, whistling. He throws the bags over into Ned's yard and attempts to run back to the house, but trips over Thromnambular. "Hey! What the hell is this thing?"
"Thromnambular is what I am called. I come from the land where your nightmares crawl. Your wishes are my command. So how may I serve you Fat Man?"
"WISHES? LIKE A GENIE?" Homer giggles girlishly. "Well...let's see." Oooh, what should I wish for? A million Krusty Burgers? Donuts? BEER? No! "HAIR! Throatoblo," Homer incorrectly calls the skull as he gets up from the ground. "I wish I had hair!"
"If hair is what you want to show, then on you head it shall grow. But do heed this proclamation, You will find yourself in a HAIRY situation." Thromnambular laughs and the number on his head goes from a 9 to an 8.
A bright light flashes and Homer finds himself on the couch in his house. "Hmmm? How did I get here?" Homer sits up and remembers the wish he made. "Tromboneaphone! Did he make my wish come true?" He runs to the bathroom and looks in the mirror. He gasps. "Oh my God! I have hair!" His hair is long and flowing. Its dark brown and goes to his shoulders. "Mmmm...could use a trim, though." He grabs a pair of scissors and cuts some of the hair off. "There!" He goes to put the scissors away. When he goes back to the mirror he is in shock. "What the?" His hair grew back to the length it was when he first looked into the mirror. In fact, it actually is longer. "How did--" He stops when he sees his hair growing even more. "Stop! I command you to stop!! As your master, I command you to stop growing!!!" He attempts to tell his hair. But, obviously, it doesn't work. He screams as his hair covers his whole body. He now resembles Cousin Itt from the Addams Family. He looks in the mirror. "AWWWWWW!" He exits the bathroom.
Thromnambular is still on the front lawn. He appears to be asleep. Homer stomps out the door and over to him. Thromnambular wakes up. "I warned you O big one, the hair on your head would soon be not fun!"
"WHY YOU LITTLE!!!" Homer picks up the skull and throws it angrily. He wasn't paying attention to where he was throwing it though, so it went crashing through Bart's window. "D'oh!"
Bart runs to his window and looks outside. "Homer, you moron! Look what you did to my window!" Bart yells out from his broken window. He looks outside and sees Homer covered in hair. He starts to laugh. "Nice Homer! Real nice!! Hey, you always wanted hair, now you've got it!" Bart laughs hysterically.
"As soon as I get rid of this mess, I'm coming after you!" Homer goes back in the house.
"Yeah, right!" Bart goes to his bed and sees the wishing skull sitting there. "What's this?"
There's chapter one. Tell me what you think!
Coming up: A very special episode of Itchy and Scratchy.
