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"So, the painting which would have been worth tens of millions today was sealed away" Abraham Simpson said to Bart class, he wore his old Army uniform and in his arms was a photo of him in the army with a bunch of people. "Over the years, the number of people in the Flying Hellfish became less and less. Now, there is only two people left. Me, Abraham Simpson and that Sleezy scumbag Monty Burns"
Looking around, unlike Homer and his wife, the kid's around seemed to be hanging onto his every word.
Somebody put their hand up.
"Yes, you, young man" He said.
"Aren't you worried that Monty Burns will try to off you to get to those paintings or has he changed over the years?" Said, a boy.
"Oh, Monty Burns has gotten a lot worse of the years" Abraham said, "Instead of screwing the Flying Hellfish over, he is now screwing the whole town of Springfield. The town I was raised in before moving in with my grandson. I have no doubt in my mind, that now that there are only two of us left, he would do everything he can to kill me, so that he could be the owner of those paintings"
The class 'ooed'.
"However, unlike him who has grown weak and fragile over the years" Abraham said, "I'm still as tough as an ox. I am determined to outlive him and get those painting. Then when he's dead, I'll give the paintings to my grandson. My own son locked me up in a retirement home because I needed glasses. Do I look like I need to join those sad old people?"
Looking at him, the answer was no.
In fact, he looked better than he did two years ago when he began living with Bart.
He was given top notch medication and even had laser eye surgery.
In the badman house, he was exactly treated like a human being and it seemed to have reverse aging effects on him, especially on his memory.
He could teach Bart, Army moves no problem and go a round with a man that was less more than half his age.
"Thank you, Abraham Simpson for coming in for show and tell" Said, Bart teacher who was the teacher on the middle floor.
"No problem" He said, "I always jump at the chance to tell people who would listen my stories." before looked at Bart and saying. "See you later at home, Bart"
"Bye, Grandpa" Bart said.
Than the man left.
"We'll, take a 15-minute break" Said, the teacher.
And that was the cue for the now 10 years old kids, to surround Bart.
"Bart, who know your grandpa was so cool?" Said, a popular girl. "I used to think old people were yucky but if it's somebody related to you, than that people got to be cool"
"That's nothing" T-Rex said, getting them all to look at him. "You should see Bart's granddads room. It's filled with nothing but cool stuff from the war. And some of the weapon's still work"
There was 'ooos' and 'ahhh's'.
"My grandad may be old, but he does it in style" Bart said.
His grandpa was the only person from his birth family that he could say was his role model.
His couldn't believe that his birth family locked away such a great man.
Ch 7: The Simpson hear news of Bart
"Do I have to go?" Homer Simpson said, he still had some of his brown hair left, which was due to not have 'the boy' around to almost give him a heart attack.
The whole Simpson family was in the car, including the newest addition to the family, Maggie Simpson.
"For the last time, Homer. Yes." Marge Simpson said, "You managed to weasel your way out of seeing your father for two years."
"But couldn't you see him without me?" Homer said.
"If the person he helped birthed, doesn't show up, what kind of visit would that be?" Marge said, "And besides, I want our newest littlest angel to finally meet her grandpa" she ticked Maggie who laughed.
"I can't wait to see Grandpa" Lisa Simpson said, she was wearing her mathlete sweater and jeans.
Lisa Simpson even 5 years later, excelled at everything she did and her room had been expanded once Bart left, using some of his space.
She was her parent's most valued treasure.
However, being so good at anything did not exactly win her any friends, and when she found a friend that was her equal there was always a 'hitch' with her and she became jealous easily.
Without somebody in her life, to show her how a child is supposed to be, it had an effect on her that neither of her parents saw coming.
She had no idea how to interact with normal kid's and the normal kids classed her as a weirdo and teacher's pet.
The car stopped and they all got out.
Marge noticed Homer was still in the car and said. "Homer. I know your still in there. I'm not just going to forget about you"
"DAMN!" He said, getting out.
They all walked to the front door of the retirement home.
The smell of medication and old people slowly dying ran rampant as they got closer and walked through the door to the desk area.
Maggie immediately did not like the smell and wanted to go back.
"Join the club, sister" Lisa said.
They arrived at the desk area to a woman who was reading a magazine.
The bell they were meant to dig, was broken.
"Excuse me" Marge said, not giving up.
The employee looked lazily up.
"Hi. We have come to see our grandpa. Abraham Simpson" Marge said.
"And don't be shy about it" Homer said, before whispering. "If he's dead, we'll leave with his corpse and never come back."
"HOMER!" Marge said, she had unfortunately heard him.
The employee began to lazily look up the name on the computer, a computer that looked to be a decade old and began to type the name in.
However, when she saw his file, she said.
"Sorry, there is nobody here by that name"
The family was stunned.
"My father is dead?" Homer said.
"No" She said, making him disappointed. "He was taken 2 years ago by a rich couple and their child" before adding. "And it was a good thing too. That old man could really pack a punch. He was the most difficult old person that has ever been admitted, to this care-home"
"Wait. Granddad was kidnapped?" Lisa said.
"There must be so kind of mistake" Marge said, before there was panic. "Isn't it your policy and also the law that states that only a legal family member, can decide to take him out?"
The Employee sighed, she really could not be bothered to look into this deeper.
She took a breather and looked into it and said. "No law's, were broken. The withdrawal was perfectly legal, a blood relative took him out and proved they were related"
Which made them all look at each other before turning to Homer.
"What?" He said, "Do you think I'm so heartless as to take my father out and dump him in a dump somewhere, where nobody could hear him scream?"
"But dad, didn't you do that by dumping Grandpa in this place?" Lisa said, making Homer cringe.
"Can you tell us which family member, took him in?" Marge said, if it was her sisters, then they could always drove up and see them.
It would mean seeing more family.
The worker sighed again and said. "The family member who took him, was called Bart Simpson" turning the screen around to show Bart's last known image as a Simpson.
Both Marge and Homer exclaimed in shock.
They hadn't heard that name in 5 years.
"THE BOY IS ALIVE!?" Homer said, losing all the brown hair he had left.
"Bart!?" Marge said.
However, both Maggie and Lisa were confused.
"Dad. Mom. Who's Bart?" Came Lisa voice, startling them.
It was no surprise she would ask that question, the last time she had seen him was when she was 3 years old.
Both of her parents gasped.
They had tried to burn all trace of Bart and had convinced 3-year-old Lisa that he was a figment of her imagination.
They couldn't unravel their perfect family now.
"Nobody!" Homer said, his voice going high at the end.
"But why does it say he's my brother on the screen?" She said, making both of them look at the screen to see under the words 'Relation' was the word 'Grandson-oldest child of Marge and Homer Simpson'
Even Maggie had stopped sucking on her pacifier and looked in shock.
Homer immediately tried to block the screen and Marge said,
"Thanks for the info. We have to go somewhere nice"
"We don-" Lisa said, however, she soon found herself been ushered out by her mother.
And the Simpson's quickly left and got into the car before driving fast home.
However, it was obvious to her that her parents were trying so desperately to hide anything related to 'Bart'.
Could she really have had an older brother and wasn't actually the oldest but a middle child?
They instantly arrived at the house, thanks to Homer reckless driving and entered the house.
The house that she called home, now felt like it held secrets that she did not know about.
The family photos, that used to be just her and her parents, had become Maggie as well.
She couldn't help but wonder if there was supposed to be another person in the photo frame, before Maggie.
Now that she thought about it...
Both Marge and Homer did not like how Lisa was suddenly very interested in the family photos.
That brightness that they had praised her for and showered her with love for, was going to be their own undoing.
"Sweety...what are you looking for?" Homer said.
"Do you want some cake? I baked some this morning" Marge said, and immediately her husband was on board.
"No, thanks." Lisa said. "I don't know what I'm looking for, but I'll know when I find it."
Unfortunately, when Lisa was obsessed with something nothing could distract her, her parents tried, they really did, but nothing worked.
She went through photo album after photo album, photo after photo, tapes that were labelled to display precious moments in her life.
It had taken her hours and everybody had pretty much gone to bed by the time she finished.
Suddenly both Marge and Homer were woken up when their door was kicked opened and Lisa came through the door.
"L-Lisa?" Marge said, turning on the light. "What time is it?"
"Is it breakfast already?" Homer said.
"BOTH OF YOU, FESS UP NOW!" Lisa said.
They both looked at each other.
"I looked through every photo and tape names in this house. I have some questions for you!" Lisa said, before dropping evidence. "Why is there no family photo before I was 3 years old!? We take a photo every year and there isn't even a photo of me as a baby in a family photo! Why is there a low amount of tapes that display me before I was 3? There are only 2 tapes and one was clearly cut! The rest of the shelve are tapes for when I was 4 years old! A whole shelf!"
She found it hard to believe that her parents who adored her, wouldn't have a whole shelve dedicated to before she was 3 years old.
The photos were taken before the age of Photoshop, where you could do even cut out a person in a photo and make it look natural.
Both of them were silent.
"You burned them, didn't you? Or at least tried to hide the evidence!" Lisa said. "Who is Bart Simpson!? At least, tell me if he dead, instead of hiding him from me!"
They didn't know what she had gone through.
Every day, she wished that somebody around her age could stick up for her, her parents couldn't be with her at all hours of the day and they could only do so much without getting arrested.
Her mother, did not exactly have the mouth to shut up the more popular children who made fun of her.
She didn't care that the person was annoying, this house had felt huge and empty for so long.
And then she said the words that her parents never thought they would hear.
"If you don't tell me who Bart Simpson is...I-I'll hate you forever!" She said.
Both of them gasped.
"Lisa, you can't do that" Homer said.
"Try me" She said.
Both of them looked at each other, before deciding to open the pandora box.
"Fine, Lisa" Marge said, "If you want to know who Bart is... then we'll tell you in the morning. We're way too tired right now and you don't have any camp, tomorrow"
"You promise?" She said.
"Promise" Both of them said.
And she believed them because they had never broken a promise to her.
Tomorow, she would know the biggest secret that was kept from her.
And scene!
Next chapter, its morning and Lisa forces her parents to come clean about Bart and she learns what kind of person he was and what actually happened to him. Her reaction isn't what neither of them expected. Review/fav and follow!
