A/N I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, but the I only really have time
to update on weekends.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Simpsons. Nuff said.
Lisa and Bart crept down the dark street. It was very late, and few people were about, which was good because they wanted to avoid being seen. Not being heard was another matter, because Bart kept humming the Pink Panther song.
"Bart, would you cut that out?" snapped Lisa.
"Fine," said Bart. "You ruin all my fun. How much farther till we get there?"
"Just around the corner," Lisa said.
"What are we going to do, anyway?" Bart asked.
"I'll distract them at the door, and you pretend to have to go to the bathroom," Lisa said. "While-"
"What if I really do have to go?" asked Bart. Lisa smacked her forehead.
"Bart, I told you to go before we left!" she said. "Anyway, while I'm talking to them at the door, you go and find out what room Maggie's in. Then, when we leave, we go around, climb into her room, get her, and bring her home!"
"Sound's simple enough," said Bart. They resumed their walking.
After about five minutes, they found themselves outside a huge house. "This is the place," said Lisa.
"This?" said Bart. "This place is HUGE!!"
"I know," said Lisa. "They are...rather rich."
"Yeah, uh-huh," Bart said. "Like I hadn't figured that out." Lisa rolled her eyes.
"What worries me," she said, "is that it might be so big that you won't be able to search it all."
"I'll do my best," said Bart. With that, the two of them went up the front walkway and rang the doorbell.
A maid answered the door. "What can I do for you?" she asked.
"I'm conducting a survey," Lisa said. "I was wondering if the master and lady of the house were in?" Lisa hoped feverently that Liza and Bert had already gone to bed.
"Of course," the maid said. "One moment, please." She walked away, and a moment later Liza and Bert's parents came to the door.
"Hello," the mother said. "Daisy said that you're doing a survey. Do come in."
"Thank you," said Lisa. "Oh, by the way, my brother has to use the bathroom. Can you tell him where it is?"
"Of course," the mother said. "It's up the stairs, around the corner, and two doors down."
"Thanks!" said Bart, and he sped off.
"Now, what do you want to know?" asked Liza's father.
"Well," said Lisa. "I'm doing a survey for...um...my...uh...Social Studies class. We're...ah...studying...politics. Yeah."
"Oh, well, I happen to love politics!" the father said. "Do sit down!"
Meanwhile, Bart relieved himself, and then started to look around. He counted the rooms as he looked. He peered into 7 bedrooms, 3 parlors, 2 lounges, 4 play rooms, 3 game rooms, and 8 closets before opening the last door on the floor. The room held a crib and some toys. In the crib was Maggie.
"Jack pot!" whispered Bart. He tiptoed over to the window to see where it was in the house. He saw that it was the second window from the bottom, third from the left, and fifth from the right.
He turned to leave and gasped. The bedroom was also Liza's bedroom! There she was, asleep in her bed.
Great! thought Bart. How are we going to get Maggie now?
"With great difficulty," he whispered aloud. "And stealth."
Lisa was in a fix. She didn't know a thing about politics, how was she supposed to ask questions about it? She asked a few haphazard questions, all the time hoping that Bart would be quick. Great, then, was her relief when she saw him coming down the stairs.
"Ok, that's all I have time for!" she said hurriedly. "Bye!" Lisa got up and made for the door.
"Good-bye!" the father said.
Lisa and bart left, and then went to hide behind the hedge.
"Well?" said Lisa. "What did you find out.
"Maggie's bedroom window is second from the bottom, third from the left, and fifth from the right. It's in the back."
"Good," said Lisa. "Lets go!"
A/N Ha ha! Don't you just love cliff-hangers? More soon!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Simpsons. Nuff said.
Lisa and Bart crept down the dark street. It was very late, and few people were about, which was good because they wanted to avoid being seen. Not being heard was another matter, because Bart kept humming the Pink Panther song.
"Bart, would you cut that out?" snapped Lisa.
"Fine," said Bart. "You ruin all my fun. How much farther till we get there?"
"Just around the corner," Lisa said.
"What are we going to do, anyway?" Bart asked.
"I'll distract them at the door, and you pretend to have to go to the bathroom," Lisa said. "While-"
"What if I really do have to go?" asked Bart. Lisa smacked her forehead.
"Bart, I told you to go before we left!" she said. "Anyway, while I'm talking to them at the door, you go and find out what room Maggie's in. Then, when we leave, we go around, climb into her room, get her, and bring her home!"
"Sound's simple enough," said Bart. They resumed their walking.
After about five minutes, they found themselves outside a huge house. "This is the place," said Lisa.
"This?" said Bart. "This place is HUGE!!"
"I know," said Lisa. "They are...rather rich."
"Yeah, uh-huh," Bart said. "Like I hadn't figured that out." Lisa rolled her eyes.
"What worries me," she said, "is that it might be so big that you won't be able to search it all."
"I'll do my best," said Bart. With that, the two of them went up the front walkway and rang the doorbell.
A maid answered the door. "What can I do for you?" she asked.
"I'm conducting a survey," Lisa said. "I was wondering if the master and lady of the house were in?" Lisa hoped feverently that Liza and Bert had already gone to bed.
"Of course," the maid said. "One moment, please." She walked away, and a moment later Liza and Bert's parents came to the door.
"Hello," the mother said. "Daisy said that you're doing a survey. Do come in."
"Thank you," said Lisa. "Oh, by the way, my brother has to use the bathroom. Can you tell him where it is?"
"Of course," the mother said. "It's up the stairs, around the corner, and two doors down."
"Thanks!" said Bart, and he sped off.
"Now, what do you want to know?" asked Liza's father.
"Well," said Lisa. "I'm doing a survey for...um...my...uh...Social Studies class. We're...ah...studying...politics. Yeah."
"Oh, well, I happen to love politics!" the father said. "Do sit down!"
Meanwhile, Bart relieved himself, and then started to look around. He counted the rooms as he looked. He peered into 7 bedrooms, 3 parlors, 2 lounges, 4 play rooms, 3 game rooms, and 8 closets before opening the last door on the floor. The room held a crib and some toys. In the crib was Maggie.
"Jack pot!" whispered Bart. He tiptoed over to the window to see where it was in the house. He saw that it was the second window from the bottom, third from the left, and fifth from the right.
He turned to leave and gasped. The bedroom was also Liza's bedroom! There she was, asleep in her bed.
Great! thought Bart. How are we going to get Maggie now?
"With great difficulty," he whispered aloud. "And stealth."
Lisa was in a fix. She didn't know a thing about politics, how was she supposed to ask questions about it? She asked a few haphazard questions, all the time hoping that Bart would be quick. Great, then, was her relief when she saw him coming down the stairs.
"Ok, that's all I have time for!" she said hurriedly. "Bye!" Lisa got up and made for the door.
"Good-bye!" the father said.
Lisa and bart left, and then went to hide behind the hedge.
"Well?" said Lisa. "What did you find out.
"Maggie's bedroom window is second from the bottom, third from the left, and fifth from the right. It's in the back."
"Good," said Lisa. "Lets go!"
A/N Ha ha! Don't you just love cliff-hangers? More soon!