The Simpsons
(The Super Homer Saga)
By IHVNNM
** I do not own the Simpsons, even though I do enjoy watching whenever I can. I applaud you James L. Brooks, Matt Groening and the Fox Network, may you all keep producing more episodes so loyal fans shall keep watching. Please no one sue me.
The sun starts to rise. The light starts to shine though the window of the Simpson's bedroom. Gently shinning on Marge. Marge is sleeping in bed. She throws her hand around, it hits the bed. She looks up and sees that Homer is not there. "Mmm, he should be home by now. Even if it's the grave yard shift, he should still be home. Mmm, he's probably asleep in the plant somewhere, I hope he's alright." Marge gets up to wake the kids.
*
Home is still under the barrels of toxic waste. The robots are running into each other, after running into another robot, they burst into flames. Mr. Burns and Mr. Smithers enter the room. They both gasp at the sight, for two different reasons.
"Look at all this waste. The sleeping food bag screwed up. I'm going to fire him." He walks to the phone.
Mr. Smithers grabs Burns arm pointing at the pile. "Look sir, it's Homer Simpson, somehow he's been crushed by the barrels."
"Well… Pick him up and put him in the basement. We don't want the media on this, it could mean bad news for the plant." Burns walks to Homer's crushed body and kicks the exposed hand. The hand starts to move.
Smithers gasps, "Sir, he's still alive! We can't bury him if he's still alive."
"Nonsense, that's just nerves. Now then, get someone to clean up the mess and put this fool in the basement."
Mr. Smithers walks a convenient short distance to Lenny and Carl. "Um… I need you two do something for me. There is a mess in the other room," He starts to whisper so only they can hear. "And there is also a body for you two to move to the basement."
"Yeah." Lenny says chewing a frosted doughnut. "Whose body is it?"
"Homer Simpson." Smithers say with a sorrow mood.
Lenny spits out his doughnut, and yells "HOMER SIMPSON!"
"Shh, not so loud. Just do it, and for your troubles…" Smithers slips Lenny and Carl two fifties.
*
In the basement, Lenny and Carl sit on a stone block with Homer laying limp. "Whew, that was tough. I didn't know you were that strong Carl."
"Yeah, well, I've been working out a lot." He flexes his muscles. "If you want you can join, I'll tell ya', the ladies like a strong man, and it only costs fifty bucks a month!"
"Eh, fifty bucks, I rather not. I think staying in my small apartment alone with my cat is all I can afford. If I had fifty bucks, then sure."
"Look in your hand." Carl says with a little bit of annoyance.
"Oh look, fifty bucks! Ok, let's go now."
"How about work?"
"We'll let Homer fill in."
"Ok, let's go." Lenny and Carl leave Homer alone in the room, forgetting that he is dead.
*
Professor Fink's silhouette is seen. He is holding a wire and a beaker. "Mylaven!, I've done it. I've created life from something that no longer was."
Lighting flashes streak across the room. Machines are lighting up and going off. There is a large figure, covered in a sheet, on a makeshift table (milk crates and ply wood). Fink takes the cable and sticks it under the figure. Taking the bottle, he pours it into a tube that goes into the figures arm.
"Bring life, mylaven, and live. Live!" He shouts. A big, blinding flash of light engulfs the whole room. Then it goes dark. "Oh dear, I should have paid the electric company." He says foolishly, after sounds of tripping and tumbling, a sound of him panting and a wheel screeching are audible. Soon the light comes back on. Fink is riding a bicycle that is powering the room.
The figure starts to move. First the finger then the arm. Finally it sits up, the cloth fall off it's face. The figure is non other than the bumblebee man! (Du, Du, da!) It starts to stand up, it flies away, using its wings, it leaves the small room. Shouting out "Simpson." Over and over again.
"Now comes the hurting and pains with the mad villagers and the wild monkeys. Mylaven!" Fink says as he runs after his 'monster'.
*
After a little while Homer stands up. He looks down to see that nothing is to badly hurt. "Hmm… I seem to be alive after getting crushed by tons of toxic waste barrels." Checking himself, he realizes that he is not harmed at all.
Mr. Burns and Mr. Smithers enter the room. They see Homer standing up and gasp at the same time. "I guess he wasn't killed, I owe you a drink Smithers."
"I knew it. Now, what do we do with him?"
"Let's find out what affects have fallen apon him."
They start going though a series of tests. From running to a failed blood test(needle broke when they tried to puncture him) and plus many, many more tests. Soon after the tests ended they come up to Homer with a chart.
"Homer, it seems like everything is advancing in your body. You're now faster, stronger, and more durable. However, your intelligence and" Smithers cough. "your sperm count is low. It seems like few more things are becoming more powerful. I thank you for being so patient. Here, have a doughnut."
"Mmm, doughnuts." Homer drools a little. Looking at the doughnuts the box slowly floats from Smither's hand to Homer's. Homer starts to eat them as quickly as possible, looking at one a small beam of light comes out of his eyes and burns his favorite type of doughnut, the one with purple.
"It looks like you got esp powers and also an enhanced metabolism, excellent" Burns says from the dark corner.
"Sir, his metabolism is not enhanced, he normally eats like this, but the esp seems very impressive." Smithers says inquiring.
*
(Since I don't know Spanish well, damn. This is going to be translated) Must find Simpson, must find Simpson." The Bumblebee Ban keeps saying over and over. Using his own powers of radar he can spot Homer in the nuclear plant. The Bumblebee Man drops down, towards the plant.
Homer sensing something wrong, first acts like a nervous whimpering girl. Burns tells Smithers to slap Homer. Smithers backhands Homer very hard, Homer stares off into space for a few seconds. Smithers is rubbing his hand, that hurt a lot, like hitting a three feet thick steel wall.
Homer then bends down and jumps in the air. He falls back to the floor, shaking the whole place. Then Homer runs out of the plant and sees the Bumblebee Man flying straight towards Homer.
Homer gets into his fighting stance (You can imagine what that would look like). They get closer and closer, this will be an epic battle or mythological proportions.
**Thank you for reading this new chapter of mine. If you enjoy my writings please check out my others. I'm trying very hard to make good stories. Sooner or later people will start to notice me and I will start producing more and even better work.
(The Super Homer Saga)
By IHVNNM
** I do not own the Simpsons, even though I do enjoy watching whenever I can. I applaud you James L. Brooks, Matt Groening and the Fox Network, may you all keep producing more episodes so loyal fans shall keep watching. Please no one sue me.
The sun starts to rise. The light starts to shine though the window of the Simpson's bedroom. Gently shinning on Marge. Marge is sleeping in bed. She throws her hand around, it hits the bed. She looks up and sees that Homer is not there. "Mmm, he should be home by now. Even if it's the grave yard shift, he should still be home. Mmm, he's probably asleep in the plant somewhere, I hope he's alright." Marge gets up to wake the kids.
*
Home is still under the barrels of toxic waste. The robots are running into each other, after running into another robot, they burst into flames. Mr. Burns and Mr. Smithers enter the room. They both gasp at the sight, for two different reasons.
"Look at all this waste. The sleeping food bag screwed up. I'm going to fire him." He walks to the phone.
Mr. Smithers grabs Burns arm pointing at the pile. "Look sir, it's Homer Simpson, somehow he's been crushed by the barrels."
"Well… Pick him up and put him in the basement. We don't want the media on this, it could mean bad news for the plant." Burns walks to Homer's crushed body and kicks the exposed hand. The hand starts to move.
Smithers gasps, "Sir, he's still alive! We can't bury him if he's still alive."
"Nonsense, that's just nerves. Now then, get someone to clean up the mess and put this fool in the basement."
Mr. Smithers walks a convenient short distance to Lenny and Carl. "Um… I need you two do something for me. There is a mess in the other room," He starts to whisper so only they can hear. "And there is also a body for you two to move to the basement."
"Yeah." Lenny says chewing a frosted doughnut. "Whose body is it?"
"Homer Simpson." Smithers say with a sorrow mood.
Lenny spits out his doughnut, and yells "HOMER SIMPSON!"
"Shh, not so loud. Just do it, and for your troubles…" Smithers slips Lenny and Carl two fifties.
*
In the basement, Lenny and Carl sit on a stone block with Homer laying limp. "Whew, that was tough. I didn't know you were that strong Carl."
"Yeah, well, I've been working out a lot." He flexes his muscles. "If you want you can join, I'll tell ya', the ladies like a strong man, and it only costs fifty bucks a month!"
"Eh, fifty bucks, I rather not. I think staying in my small apartment alone with my cat is all I can afford. If I had fifty bucks, then sure."
"Look in your hand." Carl says with a little bit of annoyance.
"Oh look, fifty bucks! Ok, let's go now."
"How about work?"
"We'll let Homer fill in."
"Ok, let's go." Lenny and Carl leave Homer alone in the room, forgetting that he is dead.
*
Professor Fink's silhouette is seen. He is holding a wire and a beaker. "Mylaven!, I've done it. I've created life from something that no longer was."
Lighting flashes streak across the room. Machines are lighting up and going off. There is a large figure, covered in a sheet, on a makeshift table (milk crates and ply wood). Fink takes the cable and sticks it under the figure. Taking the bottle, he pours it into a tube that goes into the figures arm.
"Bring life, mylaven, and live. Live!" He shouts. A big, blinding flash of light engulfs the whole room. Then it goes dark. "Oh dear, I should have paid the electric company." He says foolishly, after sounds of tripping and tumbling, a sound of him panting and a wheel screeching are audible. Soon the light comes back on. Fink is riding a bicycle that is powering the room.
The figure starts to move. First the finger then the arm. Finally it sits up, the cloth fall off it's face. The figure is non other than the bumblebee man! (Du, Du, da!) It starts to stand up, it flies away, using its wings, it leaves the small room. Shouting out "Simpson." Over and over again.
"Now comes the hurting and pains with the mad villagers and the wild monkeys. Mylaven!" Fink says as he runs after his 'monster'.
*
After a little while Homer stands up. He looks down to see that nothing is to badly hurt. "Hmm… I seem to be alive after getting crushed by tons of toxic waste barrels." Checking himself, he realizes that he is not harmed at all.
Mr. Burns and Mr. Smithers enter the room. They see Homer standing up and gasp at the same time. "I guess he wasn't killed, I owe you a drink Smithers."
"I knew it. Now, what do we do with him?"
"Let's find out what affects have fallen apon him."
They start going though a series of tests. From running to a failed blood test(needle broke when they tried to puncture him) and plus many, many more tests. Soon after the tests ended they come up to Homer with a chart.
"Homer, it seems like everything is advancing in your body. You're now faster, stronger, and more durable. However, your intelligence and" Smithers cough. "your sperm count is low. It seems like few more things are becoming more powerful. I thank you for being so patient. Here, have a doughnut."
"Mmm, doughnuts." Homer drools a little. Looking at the doughnuts the box slowly floats from Smither's hand to Homer's. Homer starts to eat them as quickly as possible, looking at one a small beam of light comes out of his eyes and burns his favorite type of doughnut, the one with purple.
"It looks like you got esp powers and also an enhanced metabolism, excellent" Burns says from the dark corner.
"Sir, his metabolism is not enhanced, he normally eats like this, but the esp seems very impressive." Smithers says inquiring.
*
(Since I don't know Spanish well, damn. This is going to be translated) Must find Simpson, must find Simpson." The Bumblebee Ban keeps saying over and over. Using his own powers of radar he can spot Homer in the nuclear plant. The Bumblebee Man drops down, towards the plant.
Homer sensing something wrong, first acts like a nervous whimpering girl. Burns tells Smithers to slap Homer. Smithers backhands Homer very hard, Homer stares off into space for a few seconds. Smithers is rubbing his hand, that hurt a lot, like hitting a three feet thick steel wall.
Homer then bends down and jumps in the air. He falls back to the floor, shaking the whole place. Then Homer runs out of the plant and sees the Bumblebee Man flying straight towards Homer.
Homer gets into his fighting stance (You can imagine what that would look like). They get closer and closer, this will be an epic battle or mythological proportions.
**Thank you for reading this new chapter of mine. If you enjoy my writings please check out my others. I'm trying very hard to make good stories. Sooner or later people will start to notice me and I will start producing more and even better work.