OK, here's the next episode. Enjoy! Thanks for reviewing, KittyKatBFF and Vitani825. (This episode is from Season 1, and it's called "The Call Of The Simpsons".)
Well, the next adventure was like out of a bad reality show. But I have to admit, it was funny seeing Dad freak with the beehive that time. Plus we all made it out alive. Anyway, I should tell you.
It all started with an RV we got. Dad had been jealous of next door's wonderful RV, so a smooth-talking salesman easily tricked Dad into buying a really old crappy van. I mean, Dad would've at least discussed it with us if the man hadn't talked him out of it, but in the end, he didn't. So to celebrate it, Dad took the rest of us off on a camping holiday that none of us wanted to go on.
When he started driving the van through water, I was appalled. My favourite sandals were getting soaked. "It's official." I whispered to Bart. "Homer Simpson is officially insane." Bart laughed.
"Think we should stop here?" Dad finally asked.
"Yes!" Mom, my siblings and I chorused. Dad stopped the van. It lurched up and down, and we started screaming.
We were on the ledge of a cliff, and had to slip out straightaway. Finally, the van toppled over the cliff with the lessened weight, taking our luggage with it.
"The Simpsons have entered the forest." Lisa announced flatly.
Dad acted like everything was OK for a bit. He did go off for a few seconds to pity himself, but then he helped make a shelter, and told Mom, Lisa, Maggie and I to stay while he and Bart went to find help.
"I'm coming too." I said firmly. "Someone with sense needs to stick with you two."
"Whatever." Dad shrugged. I walked off with the guys.
After an hour, Dad peeled back a fern. "Through here, kids. Back to civilization!"
"And you know this because..."
"You get a feel for these. Like a third sense."
"Sixth sense." I muttered under my breath. And he was wrong. We immediately fell down a waterfall, where my black jeans and my black T-shirt with Wicked printed on it (Wicked T-shirts are my exception to my gothic style) were pulled off. However, I fared better than Bart and Dad.
I pulled myself onto a bank, when I heard a wail. "Bart! And Stephanie too! My beautiful kids! Why couldn't you have taken me?" I heard Dad scream. "Of all the fates in heaven and earth, why did this one befall me?"
"Don't have a cow, Dad." called a calm voice from across the river.
"And I'm here too." I added. But both Bart and Dad had lost all of their clothes. At least I had a bra and underwear on. But oh well, we couldn't be picky that day. Bart and Dad had to wear ferns and moss.
"I am so hungry." Bart complained. "Can't we eat something now? I'm starving, man."
"Ah, food." Dad agreed. "Good thinking, son!" He tied a knot with a sapling.
"What are we gonna do?" Bart asked flatly. "Hang ourselves? You can go first, Steph."
"No!" snapped Dad. "This is a trap. It's gonna catch us our dinner. Come on, kids." He put a leaf inside the sapling. We waited behind a bush, and soon a wild rabbit appeared, and took the bait. Dad flipped up the sapling, and the rabbit...probably flew back to where Mom and Lisa were.
Subsequent attempts to get food didn't work. In the end, we tried to get to sleep in the shiver-worth temperature.
"We should conserve body heat by clinging together." I pointed out.
"Oh no!" Dad said firmly. "The only person I'll cuddle with like that is your mother!"
"Bart?" I asked calmly. "It's innocent."
My brother shook his head. "Sorry, Steph. I don't want to sleep next to my sister in such skimpy clothing."
I sighed. "If I get flu or anything like that, it's your fault. 'Night." I curled up and tried to sleep, but it was very light and fitful.
The next day was worse. The three of us walked along. Bart would keep asking "Are we there yet?"
Dad would keep answering "Just a little further."
Finally, came the beehive scene. Dad decided to get the honey from the hive but ended up getting stung in the mouth. By the time he was recovered, he was covered in mud from a swamp he fell into. I could barely stop laughing at the time, but I soon went back into depression once it was over.
"We're lost." I announced ominously. "We'll be lucky to live for the next month here, and we'll never get back to Springfield. At least, that's what I foresee"
As we talked, suddenly, Dad sniffed. "Hey, is that food?" He walked right up to where the source was, along with Bart. I followed cautiously, only to find that we had walked right into the lair of four grizzly bears.
"What do we do, Dad?" Bart asked nervously.
"Praise the grizzlies." All three of us backed away. But then a familiar person came forward.
"Maggie!" cried Dad. "Oh, my little girl!" My baby sister had been living with the bears. She seemed to explain something to them as she sucked her pacifier, then waved and walked off with us.
We were almost back to civilization. A boy called out something, and men ran past...and caught Dad in a net.
"We got him!" called out the boy. "We got Bigfoot!"
Before I could process this, a forest ranger walked up to Bart, Maggie and I. "You're lucky we got here in time to rescue you!"
"What the hell are you talking about?" Bart demanded.
"He's not Bigfoot!" I cried. "He's our dad! He's just covered in mud!"
But they wouldn't listen to us, and Dad got sent to a lab for a few weeks, before they let him go, unable to decide whether he was a stupid human or an intelligent animal. Nothing good came out of our trip.
"I am never going on a trip like that again." I claimed to Lisa when we got home. "If Dad gets any other crazy ideas, I'll ask Laura if I can stay at hers." Laura Powers and her mom lived in the neighbourhood, and Laura was in my year at school. I sometimes hung out with her, although not when Bart was around, because he had a huge crush on her, even now.
The call of the forest wasn't going to call me there again, and I was thrilled to have survived.
Season 1 episode out of the way! Fabulous! Review, and give me episode suggestions! Just describe an episode and I'll say if I can do it. (I already have "Two Dozen And One Greyhounds" and "Bart vs Thanksgiving" lined up, but apart from that, anything I know goes.)
