It's high time I updated this, isn't it?
A/N: I STILL don't own the Simpsons, fortunately. They belong to Matt Groening. He can keep them.
"You LOST our BABY?!?!?!?" Marge yelled.
"I didn't LOSE, her, lose her," Homer assured her. "I just...lost her. A rich family adopted her. Legally."
"Homie, in all our eleven years of marraige, this is the worst thing you've done!" cried Marge.
"Worse than the time I ate your engagement ring because I thought it was cand?" asked Homer.
"Much worse," said Marge flatly.
"What's all the yelling about?" Bart asked, coming into the kitchen where Marge and Homer were.
"Maggie's been adopted by a rich family because your father was careless at the amusement park," Marge summerized.
"Ay carumba!" said Bart.
"Oh no!" Lisa said. "My little sister! Lost with a strange family! She must be so alone and frightened!!"
Meanwhile, at the rich family's home:
"Oh, Mummy!" the little girl (whose name is Liza, by the way) cried. "I do so love little Margaret!" (A/N I know the gaping plothole here. How could the rich family know Maggie's name? Just keep a willing suspension of disbelief here, ok peoples?)
"I'm beginning to enjoy her as well," the girl's brother said (his name is Bert).
"I'm glad," their mother said. "It will be nice to have a baby in the house again!"
"But...oh no! What if her family wants her back?" Liza wondered.
"Why, Liza!" her father said. "Maragaret is our baby now! WE are her family! Aren't we, little one?" He tickled Maggie's chin. Maggie giggled. She reched up and took her pacifier out of her mouth.
"Da-da!" she said happily.
Meanwhile, back at 742, Evergreen Terrace:
"I just don't know what to do with you, Homer," Marge said. "I...I'm going to bed. I don't want to look at you right now!" She went up stairs, her heard hanging.
"You know, I think your mother is really mad at me!" Homer said.
"I wonder why?" Lisa grumbled.
"Oh, don't you start!" Homer snapped.
"C'mon, dad!" Bart said. "Maggie's sweet, care-free innocense could take us away from the drudgery of the real world! And now she's gone!"
"We're going to bed!" Lisa said.
"But I'm not....Oh, ok," said Bart, seeing the look on Lisa's face. He followed Lisa upstairs, but instead of going into hi own room, he went into Lisa's room with her. They sat on her bed.
"What is it?" Bart asked her.
"We have to get Maggie back!" Lisa told him. "I've never seen Mom like this!"
"Yeah, but how?" asked Bart. "We don't even know who the rich family is!"
"I do!" said Lisa. "Their daughter is in my class. You wouldn't believe how RICH they are, Bart!"
"Hmm, maybe we should try to get adopted them..." considered Bart.
"No. Way," Lisa said flatly. "But the point is, I know where they live!"
"Great!" Bart said. "All we have to do is get a ladder, climb into Maggie's room, grab her, and leave in our truck! It'll be just like in Raising Arizona!!"
"Um....no," Lisa said, deciding to ignore this bit of stupidity on Bart's part. "Now here's the plan...."
A/N: I know this chapter wasn't very long, but I have to go eat dinner. More soon!
A/N: I STILL don't own the Simpsons, fortunately. They belong to Matt Groening. He can keep them.
"You LOST our BABY?!?!?!?" Marge yelled.
"I didn't LOSE, her, lose her," Homer assured her. "I just...lost her. A rich family adopted her. Legally."
"Homie, in all our eleven years of marraige, this is the worst thing you've done!" cried Marge.
"Worse than the time I ate your engagement ring because I thought it was cand?" asked Homer.
"Much worse," said Marge flatly.
"What's all the yelling about?" Bart asked, coming into the kitchen where Marge and Homer were.
"Maggie's been adopted by a rich family because your father was careless at the amusement park," Marge summerized.
"Ay carumba!" said Bart.
"Oh no!" Lisa said. "My little sister! Lost with a strange family! She must be so alone and frightened!!"
Meanwhile, at the rich family's home:
"Oh, Mummy!" the little girl (whose name is Liza, by the way) cried. "I do so love little Margaret!" (A/N I know the gaping plothole here. How could the rich family know Maggie's name? Just keep a willing suspension of disbelief here, ok peoples?)
"I'm beginning to enjoy her as well," the girl's brother said (his name is Bert).
"I'm glad," their mother said. "It will be nice to have a baby in the house again!"
"But...oh no! What if her family wants her back?" Liza wondered.
"Why, Liza!" her father said. "Maragaret is our baby now! WE are her family! Aren't we, little one?" He tickled Maggie's chin. Maggie giggled. She reched up and took her pacifier out of her mouth.
"Da-da!" she said happily.
Meanwhile, back at 742, Evergreen Terrace:
"I just don't know what to do with you, Homer," Marge said. "I...I'm going to bed. I don't want to look at you right now!" She went up stairs, her heard hanging.
"You know, I think your mother is really mad at me!" Homer said.
"I wonder why?" Lisa grumbled.
"Oh, don't you start!" Homer snapped.
"C'mon, dad!" Bart said. "Maggie's sweet, care-free innocense could take us away from the drudgery of the real world! And now she's gone!"
"We're going to bed!" Lisa said.
"But I'm not....Oh, ok," said Bart, seeing the look on Lisa's face. He followed Lisa upstairs, but instead of going into hi own room, he went into Lisa's room with her. They sat on her bed.
"What is it?" Bart asked her.
"We have to get Maggie back!" Lisa told him. "I've never seen Mom like this!"
"Yeah, but how?" asked Bart. "We don't even know who the rich family is!"
"I do!" said Lisa. "Their daughter is in my class. You wouldn't believe how RICH they are, Bart!"
"Hmm, maybe we should try to get adopted them..." considered Bart.
"No. Way," Lisa said flatly. "But the point is, I know where they live!"
"Great!" Bart said. "All we have to do is get a ladder, climb into Maggie's room, grab her, and leave in our truck! It'll be just like in Raising Arizona!!"
"Um....no," Lisa said, deciding to ignore this bit of stupidity on Bart's part. "Now here's the plan...."
A/N: I know this chapter wasn't very long, but I have to go eat dinner. More soon!