The Springfield Robber

This is the first Simpson's fanfic I've made, so please be nice about it and review it!! Thanks heaps!!

It was a dark night. The Simpson's were all asleep, that is, except for Bart.

Bart was playing his new electric guitar he had received as a present for his birthday. Playing random tunes, he didn't know how to properly play until Lisa had taught him.

Dancing around his room, making screeching sounds with the guitar, Bart was having a good time. That is, until his bedroom door was opened.

Lisa stood by his door, half asleep. In her pyjamas, she glared at Bart.

"Bart, can you stop it!! Everyone's trying to sleep, and you're keeping us all awake!!" She said, trying not to yell, but making her voice rise above the sound of Bart's guitar.

Bart stopped playing. "Lisa, why do you have to be so annoying!! Go read a book or something." He said angrily.

Lisa raised her eyebrows. "I can't because you're guitar is so loud I can't think properly!!"

Bart sighed. "Ok, fine. I'll go to bed then. But don't expect me to be doing this every night. I'm only doing it because you have a test tomorrow that you've been talking about recently."

Lisa smiled. "Thank you, Bart. You're a great brother!!" She said, as she ran up and gave him a hug. Bart smiled slightly and patted her on the back.

Lisa walked out of Bart's room and closed the door behind her. Bart hesitantly put his guitar away, and crawled into bed.

He had been in bed for 10 minutes, when he heard his window open slightly. He watched as a figure crawled into his room.

Too scared to react loudly, he watched as the person grabbed his guitar. Bart shrieked quietly.

The person noticed Bart being awake, and crawled up to him, holding the guitar. "Hey, kid, do you know where the Van Houten's live??" He asked, as Bart nodded.

"He's my best friend. He lives just around the corner, a few blocks away from here. You'll know it's their house when you see it." He said quietly.

"Thanks heaps." The robber said, as he headed off. Before he crawled out of Bart's window, he stopped, and walked back towards Bart's bed. "By the way, my names Greg. I'm you're robber." He said, pulling his hand out for Bart to shake.

"My names Bart", he said peacefully, shaking Greg's hand.

"Well I better be off", Greg said, as he jumped out of Bart's window.

Bart took a few seconds to process what had just happened. Then, in the loudest voice he could use, he yelled, "I've been robbed!! The guy took my guitar!!"