Bart stood in his old dining hall with his mob standing in front of him. He had Lightning perched on his shoulder. Bart had the dress suit he always wore on with a plain black tie. He pushed back some of his messy hair from his eyes.

" I know we haven't been in Springfield for awhile but.. " Bart paused with his arms folded behind him. " We're taking back our rightful place in this place! Starting now. " Bart smirked as his mob cheered. A few gunshots had sounded off with a loud echo. Everyone tuned silent.

Bart looked around at the group and glared at them. " Who did that? Come on raise your hand. Come on don't be shy." There was a slight cough but no one spoke. Bart pinched the bridge of his nose with two fingers and looked at Lightning on his shoulder. Another one of his headaches would be coming if things continued like this. " Lightning find the person who did it. "

The three eyed hawk gave out a cry before he launched himself off of Bart's shoulder. He flew around above the mob before swooping down and grabbing some kid by his shoulder. It was some strange kid that Bart had never seen before. How did that kid get through security?

Bart narrowed his eyes and said, " Who the heck are you? " The kid that Lightning had grabbed giggled. Like in actually giggled while being surrounded by a mob. Everyone had pulled out their own weapons and pointed it at the strange kid.

" Ralph and I like birds now. " The kid giggled in a way that had unnerved Bart. Bart squinted at the Ralph in an attempt to get a closer look at him. He rolled his eyes in annoyance.

" Alright just get rid of the kid. And take away that gun he has. " As the strange teen was dragged away Bart snorted. Soon Ralph was gone and Bart continued his speech, " Alright where was I? Oh yeah. First things first is that we get Lisa Simpson! "

Marge was vacuuming the floor as her oldest daughter opened the door. Lisa held an object in her hand as she came into the house. She had an excited look on her face, " Look Mom! I made a boomerang. Did you know that indigenous Australians used these to- "

Marge quickly put a hand on her daughter's shoulder cutting her off, " I get it! I get it! It's wonderful honey. Why don't you out it somewhere so your father doesn't find it. We don't need him to try it out. Remember the last time he tried something new with a dangerous weapon? "

Lisa nodded and soon ran off to put her boomerang away. Marge continued to vacuum the floor, humming happily. The phone ranged and Marge picked it up while still vacuuming.

" Hey Marge I might be a bit late to come home. Lenny, Carl and I are having a drinking contest right now and I'm about to win! Moe's cheering us along. I'm going to end this phone call right now before you can process a word bye! " Homer said into the phone quickly before hanging up.

" Homer! Homer! Ooh! " Marge said in frustration before she slammed the phone down. She sighed as she continued to clean the house.

There was a knock on the door and Marge opened it to reveal a teenaged Millhouse. He sniffed and wiped his nose before saying in his nasally voice, " Hi, is Lisa here? We're going on a date. She felt bad after I started that fire yesterday. You know, at school? "

Marge frowned and grumbled under her breath before she called for Lisa. Her daughter came down soon after Marge called her.

" Uh, bye Mom. See you later. " Lisa said as Millhouse eyed her with a grin. She looked nervous and not exactly enthusiastic. Marge bid her a farewell and watched her daughter go out on a date with their neighbor.

A couple of hours later Marge spotted Lisa's boomerang laying on top of a table. Marge tapped her knees for a few minutes. She hesitated before she grabbed the boomerang. " Well I'll guess she won't know if I used it once. It'll be a new experience for me. "

Marge stood in her front yard and aimed the boomerang to the sky. She threw it with all her strength and watched the boomerang soar into the air. She saw a teen in a suit walking down the street when the boomerang came back into view. Marge's eyes widened as she realized on what was going to happen. " Watch out! "

The teen looked behind him just as the boomerang hit him on the back if his head. The teen's eyes rolled back into his head as he collapsed onto the ground with a groan. Marge screamed on panic as she ran over to the fallen teen. She soon began to drag the unconscious teen into her house trying to not look suspicious.

She put the teen onto the couch and got an ice pack from the kitchen. She placed it onto the teen's head. He gave a soft sigh but his eyes remained closed. Marge studied the teen's face and a protective feeling wash over her. She brushed some hair out of the teen's face with a slight smile.

Lisa opened the door to her home to see a familiar, unconscious, face. She screamed, " Ah! " Marge rushed into the room as quick as she could as she heard her daughter scream. Maggie was behind her with a scared look on her face as her older sister screamed.

" What, what is it? " Marge demanded as she came into the room with plate held in her arms like a weapon.

Lisa pointed accusingly at the teen on her couch, " Don't you know who that is? He's the kid who kidnapped Maggie! The mafia boss who tried to destroy the school! You can't bring him in here. "

Marge chuckled sheepishly and put the plate away. Lisa stared at her incredulously with her mouth hanging open. Marge looked at her young teenage daughter, " Well maybe you're wrong. Maybe he changed over the years. He's seems like a nice guy, I just feel protective of him as he lay there helpless because I hit him with a boomerang. "

"Mom he may seem innocent but he isn't, trust me. " Lisa argued. There was an awkward pause between the two of them.

The door slammed open to reveal Homer Simpson. He immediately noticed Bart laying on the couch. " Hey who's that? He'll mess up my ass grove on the couch. Marge, " He whined slightly as he pulled off his tie from work. He smelled of beer and had a stain on his shirt.

" This is not what it looks like. Just give me a moment after all of you are suddenly barging into the place like you own it. " Marge growled out, crossing her arms.

" But Mom, we live here. " Lisa said throwing her arms around.

" Yeah yeah. "

There was a knock on the front door until the door was kicked down but two burly teens. One was Nelson and the other was Jimbo. Lisa looked at the two in surprise, " Nelson and Jimbo? You work for the mafia? "

Nelson was the first to talk, " It's a part time job. My mom's job doesn't pay as much as it used to. "

Jimbo pointed a gun at Marge and demanded stoically, " We're looking for our boss and heard that he was kidnapped by a women with really big blue hair. "

Marge preened her hair with a small laugh, " Oh thank you. " Lisa rolled her eyes at her Mom's slight vanity.

Bart groaned and opened his eyes. He saw a familiar fat man in front of him. Bart reached inside his suit and brought out a Krusty the Clown taser and proceeded to electrocute the fat man.

" D'oh! " The man yelled out before he fell to the floor. Marge grabbed Lisa and pulled her away from Bart. Maggie remembered the boy from years ago and attempted to hug him but Lisa picked her up before she could do so.

Nelson pointed at the fallen man and laughed, " Ha Ha! "

Bart stood up and straightened his suit. He looked at the Simpsons with a cold look and his eyes landed on Lisa. " Well, well. Lisa Simpson, long time no see. I've been waiting for this day. Boys, " He snapped his fingers and suddenly the bullies grabbed Lisa.

Marge shot her hand out and grabbed Bart's arm. The bullies gasped in surprise and waited for Bart's reaction. No one ever touched Bart. Nothing bad happened to Marge at the time so she began to speak. Marge said, " Wait can you please find it in your heart to forgive my daughter for whatever horrible deed she did to you? "

" But Mom I didn't do anything wrong to him! "

" Shh! Quiet Lisa. "

" Well that's my whole life in a metaphorical nutshell. "

Bart turned to Marge with a hard look in his eyes. He subconsciously rubbed the bump on his head where the boomerang hit him. " Eh, probably not. If I do my name wouldn't be Bart. " Marge gasped.

Homer groaned on the floor and stood up next to his wife. He looked around suspiciously, " Hey what's going on? Lisa what did you do? "

" I didn't do anything Dad! " Lisa protested back. Jimbo and Nelson still had a good grip on her.

Homer looked unimpressed, " Sure you didn't. " He winked and chuckled while Lisa groaned in defeat.

Marge's eyes widened at Bart's words. " Wait did you just say your name is Bart? " She choked out.

" Yeah what's it to you? And don't say that it's an anagram for Brat because too many people have done that and they're not around anymore to say it. " Bart threatened his grip on his taser tightening. He crossed his arms.

Marge gulped and tried to talk over the lump that was forming in her throat. " I had a son named Bart a long time ago. We lost him years ago. "

Bart rolled his eyes in an unbelieving way, " Oh really? Do you think I'm stupid enough to fall for that? Do you have any idea of how many people have tried that? If you're really my parents than prove it. " He reached into a pocket and pulled out a worn out and blue tattered blanket out of his pocket. " This blanket was found with me when I was found abandoned in front of an alley. It says : Bart S. Do you have any idea to what the S stands for? Cause I honestly don't. "

Nelson eyed the blanket with a raised brow. " You carry around a baby blanket? "

Bart clutched the blanket tightly and defensively said, " Yeah so? It's a comfort object. Got it? " His voice lowered dangerously and Nelson immediately turned silent.

Marge opened her mouth to speak but Homer spoke instead, " Oh oh! I got it... Um, hmm.. " Marge sighed and pushed Homer aside.

" Simpson, the S means Simpson. "

Bart tucked his blanket away. " Alright I need more proof. Like pictures that aren't fake. "

Marge looked around in the house until she spotted an album on the table. She grabbed it and flipped through the pages. She stopped near the end and practically shoved the photo album in Bart's face. His eyes widened and he snatched the book away and stared at the pictures.

" So you're really my mother? And that guy is really my father? " Marge nodded enthusiastically as Bart seemed to come to the truth. " And she's my sister? " Bart jabbed a thumb at Lisa.

Marge nodded, still joyful at finding her long lost son. Both Lisa and Bart groaned at the same time. Bart looked at Nelson and Jimbo and said, " Alright let the loser go. "

Lisa let out an indignant, " Hey! I'm not a loser. "

Marge looked down at her feet. " So can we hug or something? I'm mean it's totally up to you. "

" Wait I don't understand. He's our long lost son? " Homer asked still befuddled.

" Yes. " Marge answered impatiently.

" Oh. "

Bart reached out to hug his newfound mother. He awkwardly embraced her along with his father. Maggie jumped into the group too. Lisa was the last to join, she was still uncomfortable around Bart.

Bart pushed himself out of the hug after a few moments. " You know this calls for a celebration. Mom it's time you learned what I've been doing all these years. Also the other people in my family can come too. We'll make a party as soon as I get home. "

" So I've heard that your a mob boss. Is that true? " Marge asked.

" Oh me? It's better we discuss that in private. Lightning! " Bart called out with a loud whistle. He held out his arm and waited. A hawk's cry sounded and suddenly a three eyed hawk flew down to the Simpson's house and landed on Bart's arm.

The Simpson family looked in awe at the hawk. Lisa said, " How did you train that hawk? "

Bart grinned and said, " I've had Lightning since he was a baby. He thinks I'm his mom and probably his dad at the same time. It's best not to go into it right now. "

A limo drove up in front of the house. Bart entered the car and motioned for the rest of his family to follow him. They drove for a few minutes until they stopped in front of a warehouse.

" Lightning go tell the others that we're here. Alright so this warehouse is one of the many entrances to our home. Come on. " Bart lead his family into an underground tunnel until there was a soft light from ahead.

There was a cluster of voices up ahead as Bart lead his family to his underground home. As they made their way into the underground home Lisa saw groups of teenagers doing their individual things. " So many teenagers. " Marge breathed out.

Homer sniffed the air. His mouth watered, " Ooh! Do I smell pork? "

All of the teenagers turned their heads to stare at the newcomers. Bart swept a hand at his newfound family as if presenting them.

" Guys, these are my family. Applaud. "