The Simpson's
(The Super Homer Saga)
By IHVNNM
**Well, my next chapter is up. Spring break is all over, I am almost done with this story, but I am also almost finished with Magic Fire on fictionpress. I hope everyone who reads this would check that one out. Thank you all for your reviews, negative, positive or "constructive criticism" is very useful, I am always willing to improve, that is probably the biggest reason I am at college and that is to make myself better. I do no own the Simpsons, they are owned by Matt Groening of the Fox Network. Nick owns Uckman.
Since the trip to Texas, nothing much has happened. The animals suddenly disappeared. They all ran away, now only the people reside in the town. The Simpson household is grieving that Santa's Little Helper and Snowball II are both gone. Bart and Lisa have both been out everyday, putting up signs and asking everyone, even though the people they asked also were missing their pets.
Homer's job doesn't seem to be that eventful, after Fink and CBCG were killed, there are no more super villains. His energy is constantly building up too much, so much that at night the house glows, luminating the whole town. He is now lying on the couch, with a big bag of greasy salty chips. On the TV, Krusty gets hit in the face by a pie, but his life just seems to be drained, he even looks paler than usual.
Uck's cat senses make him want to leave the town. He is fighting extremely hard not to leave, something inside him tells him to leave, but his loyalty to Homer is just as strong. He is in the back yard, on his knees, his hand on his head, all of his power, keeping him from moving. He lifts his head up high in the air, and screams/growls, in anger, tiredness and frustration.
Homer hears Uck and teleports to the backyard and the bag still on his stomach and it's almost empty. "Uck, what is up with you?"
"The pain, it hurts. I must leave, but I can't. I am getting torn apart!" Uck slams his head into the ground.
"I don't feel anything, are you sure that something is wrong?"
"Trust me friend, there is something wrong, very wrong. From the feel of it, we don't have much time before it happens. I fear that this will result in something bad, very bad." Uck looks up at Homer, sweat is pouring down him and Homer can see that Uck is extremely wasted of power.
"I think you need a vacation, I think we all need." Homer looks over in the kitchen, Marge is busy cooking and cleaning, and her hair is limp and frizzy. Bart and Lisa enter the backyard, they are all tired, sweaty and dirty. They fall on the ground; they can't search for Santa's Little Helper and Snowball II anymore. "Kids, pack up, we are going away for a couple days to recuperate and just to feel better." Homer teleports to his bedroom so he can pack for this well needed trip.
*
The Simpson family as well as Uck are now on a sunny beach. Homer is water-skiing without skis and a boat; Homer is now able to use his energy freely. Lisa is on the beach making a sandcastle; Bart is just a few feet away, trying real hard not to just jump on it. Marge is lying in the sun; Maggie is sleeping under an umbrella. Uck is just sitting on a blanket, with a little dab of suntan lotion on his nose and complaining about all the sand in his fur.
"Hey guys, look at me!!" Homer yells out, looking at his family, he goes faster, not realizing where he is, runs right into a luxury liner, going right though, the ship goes high in the air and sinks down, everyone swims ashore, walking over the beach, they all are muttering and complaining about Homer.
Homer teleports back to the beach, a shark is attached to his foot, still shaking and biting.
"Um, dad. there is a shark stuck to your foot." Lisa says, looking at it still wiggling.
"Oh, hee hee hee, this little thing? I thought it was cute, but maybe I should put it back." Homer rips the shark off his leg and throws it very far, back into the water; a small splash is heard from the distance. "So, how is everyone?"
"Fine," Everyone says, even Uck except Maggie.
"Well, having sand in my fur is much more tolerable than having my mind tear in two. You sure none of you had that feeling?" Uck looks around all them all. Their reply was all headshakes.
"Well, enjoy this, in a week we are going back, I hope we can find Santa's Little Helper and Snowball II." Homer says, he turns around, the sky here is starting to get dark as well, and it even gets darker towards the direction of Springfield. "Weird."
"Um. I'm slowly starting to get that feeling again, crap, what is wrong with me?" Uck says, almost ready to panic.
"Maybe since you are part cat, you can feel that us humans can't. Can you tell us exactly how you feel?" Lisa says, sitting next to Uck.
"Well, its just something in my head keeps telling me to leave this place and seek safety far, far away. The darker the clouds get, the stronger the feeling gets, it really hurts. Imagine having two people, stronger than you are, pulling at each of your arms, trying to rip you in half. That's how it feels, but in my mind."
Lisa turns around to face Homer. "Dad, I have a real bad feeling about this, animal senses are much more attuned then ours. Maybe we should just run away from the cloud."
"Nonsense, everything will be fine, but if you must go, go Uck, and once things get better you can just come back, no harm, no problem." Homer says, kneeing next to Uck, patting its fur.
"I don't know, one side tells me to go because trouble is afoot, but the other side tells me to stay because trouble is afoot." Uck says, looking at his hands.
"Damned if you do, damned if you don't." Bart says like a smart ass.
"Exactly." Uck says as he looks towards the cloud, as it gets larger and darker. He knew that something really bad is going to happen and he did not like it at all. A large shiver goes down his spine, making him shake violent, throwing sand all over the place, even hitting the Simpsons they block as sand covers them, so much sand that they are buried in it.
*
Back in Springfield, everyone now starts to get the feeling of dread. Everyone in prison is desperately trying to escape to leave. They have a dark and very bad feeling. People who aren't good are starting to pack; they want to leave as soon as possible. Everyone who is good is in church, praying and hoping that nothing bad happens.
"The world is going to hell!" Reverend Lovejoy says, lifting his hands up in the air. "Oh lord, please protect and guide us though with love." He continues to preach in church with only a handful of people sitting in the pews.
*
The Simpsons finally come back from vacation. Uck left, for now, the feeling for him was just way to powerful, he felt like he was going to die if he stayed a minute longer. The sky in Springfield is as dark as night, without even the moon and stars. The power plant is on full power, giving everyone who is still in Springfield with light.
"Dad." Bart says nervously. "I have to go, please, I can't stay here, I am so scared, let me go, let me go, let me go." Bart continues to say when Homer grabs him, keeping him from escaping.
"Dad, can we go to church?" Lisa says as she starts to shiver. "Please, I have a bad feeling, I don't like this at all." Homer grabs her too, not letting them go.
Homer looks over at Marge. "Well, do you want to leave or go to church?" Homer asks her.
"I don't know, half of me wants to leave while the other wants to go to church, so I'm going to do neither." Marge says.
Homer lets go of Bart and Lisa, they take their bikes and go in different directions, they are not to be seen for the rest of this story. They are both safe if you are wondering though.
**So, what does everyone think? It is getting closer and closer to the end. Something is happening, something big. Please give many reviews; I like input of what I put out. Well, I shall wait to see if I should continue this story. Thank you for now, and please give your thoughts on who is going to be Homer's last match (for this story) going to be?
(The Super Homer Saga)
By IHVNNM
**Well, my next chapter is up. Spring break is all over, I am almost done with this story, but I am also almost finished with Magic Fire on fictionpress. I hope everyone who reads this would check that one out. Thank you all for your reviews, negative, positive or "constructive criticism" is very useful, I am always willing to improve, that is probably the biggest reason I am at college and that is to make myself better. I do no own the Simpsons, they are owned by Matt Groening of the Fox Network. Nick owns Uckman.
Since the trip to Texas, nothing much has happened. The animals suddenly disappeared. They all ran away, now only the people reside in the town. The Simpson household is grieving that Santa's Little Helper and Snowball II are both gone. Bart and Lisa have both been out everyday, putting up signs and asking everyone, even though the people they asked also were missing their pets.
Homer's job doesn't seem to be that eventful, after Fink and CBCG were killed, there are no more super villains. His energy is constantly building up too much, so much that at night the house glows, luminating the whole town. He is now lying on the couch, with a big bag of greasy salty chips. On the TV, Krusty gets hit in the face by a pie, but his life just seems to be drained, he even looks paler than usual.
Uck's cat senses make him want to leave the town. He is fighting extremely hard not to leave, something inside him tells him to leave, but his loyalty to Homer is just as strong. He is in the back yard, on his knees, his hand on his head, all of his power, keeping him from moving. He lifts his head up high in the air, and screams/growls, in anger, tiredness and frustration.
Homer hears Uck and teleports to the backyard and the bag still on his stomach and it's almost empty. "Uck, what is up with you?"
"The pain, it hurts. I must leave, but I can't. I am getting torn apart!" Uck slams his head into the ground.
"I don't feel anything, are you sure that something is wrong?"
"Trust me friend, there is something wrong, very wrong. From the feel of it, we don't have much time before it happens. I fear that this will result in something bad, very bad." Uck looks up at Homer, sweat is pouring down him and Homer can see that Uck is extremely wasted of power.
"I think you need a vacation, I think we all need." Homer looks over in the kitchen, Marge is busy cooking and cleaning, and her hair is limp and frizzy. Bart and Lisa enter the backyard, they are all tired, sweaty and dirty. They fall on the ground; they can't search for Santa's Little Helper and Snowball II anymore. "Kids, pack up, we are going away for a couple days to recuperate and just to feel better." Homer teleports to his bedroom so he can pack for this well needed trip.
*
The Simpson family as well as Uck are now on a sunny beach. Homer is water-skiing without skis and a boat; Homer is now able to use his energy freely. Lisa is on the beach making a sandcastle; Bart is just a few feet away, trying real hard not to just jump on it. Marge is lying in the sun; Maggie is sleeping under an umbrella. Uck is just sitting on a blanket, with a little dab of suntan lotion on his nose and complaining about all the sand in his fur.
"Hey guys, look at me!!" Homer yells out, looking at his family, he goes faster, not realizing where he is, runs right into a luxury liner, going right though, the ship goes high in the air and sinks down, everyone swims ashore, walking over the beach, they all are muttering and complaining about Homer.
Homer teleports back to the beach, a shark is attached to his foot, still shaking and biting.
"Um, dad. there is a shark stuck to your foot." Lisa says, looking at it still wiggling.
"Oh, hee hee hee, this little thing? I thought it was cute, but maybe I should put it back." Homer rips the shark off his leg and throws it very far, back into the water; a small splash is heard from the distance. "So, how is everyone?"
"Fine," Everyone says, even Uck except Maggie.
"Well, having sand in my fur is much more tolerable than having my mind tear in two. You sure none of you had that feeling?" Uck looks around all them all. Their reply was all headshakes.
"Well, enjoy this, in a week we are going back, I hope we can find Santa's Little Helper and Snowball II." Homer says, he turns around, the sky here is starting to get dark as well, and it even gets darker towards the direction of Springfield. "Weird."
"Um. I'm slowly starting to get that feeling again, crap, what is wrong with me?" Uck says, almost ready to panic.
"Maybe since you are part cat, you can feel that us humans can't. Can you tell us exactly how you feel?" Lisa says, sitting next to Uck.
"Well, its just something in my head keeps telling me to leave this place and seek safety far, far away. The darker the clouds get, the stronger the feeling gets, it really hurts. Imagine having two people, stronger than you are, pulling at each of your arms, trying to rip you in half. That's how it feels, but in my mind."
Lisa turns around to face Homer. "Dad, I have a real bad feeling about this, animal senses are much more attuned then ours. Maybe we should just run away from the cloud."
"Nonsense, everything will be fine, but if you must go, go Uck, and once things get better you can just come back, no harm, no problem." Homer says, kneeing next to Uck, patting its fur.
"I don't know, one side tells me to go because trouble is afoot, but the other side tells me to stay because trouble is afoot." Uck says, looking at his hands.
"Damned if you do, damned if you don't." Bart says like a smart ass.
"Exactly." Uck says as he looks towards the cloud, as it gets larger and darker. He knew that something really bad is going to happen and he did not like it at all. A large shiver goes down his spine, making him shake violent, throwing sand all over the place, even hitting the Simpsons they block as sand covers them, so much sand that they are buried in it.
*
Back in Springfield, everyone now starts to get the feeling of dread. Everyone in prison is desperately trying to escape to leave. They have a dark and very bad feeling. People who aren't good are starting to pack; they want to leave as soon as possible. Everyone who is good is in church, praying and hoping that nothing bad happens.
"The world is going to hell!" Reverend Lovejoy says, lifting his hands up in the air. "Oh lord, please protect and guide us though with love." He continues to preach in church with only a handful of people sitting in the pews.
*
The Simpsons finally come back from vacation. Uck left, for now, the feeling for him was just way to powerful, he felt like he was going to die if he stayed a minute longer. The sky in Springfield is as dark as night, without even the moon and stars. The power plant is on full power, giving everyone who is still in Springfield with light.
"Dad." Bart says nervously. "I have to go, please, I can't stay here, I am so scared, let me go, let me go, let me go." Bart continues to say when Homer grabs him, keeping him from escaping.
"Dad, can we go to church?" Lisa says as she starts to shiver. "Please, I have a bad feeling, I don't like this at all." Homer grabs her too, not letting them go.
Homer looks over at Marge. "Well, do you want to leave or go to church?" Homer asks her.
"I don't know, half of me wants to leave while the other wants to go to church, so I'm going to do neither." Marge says.
Homer lets go of Bart and Lisa, they take their bikes and go in different directions, they are not to be seen for the rest of this story. They are both safe if you are wondering though.
**So, what does everyone think? It is getting closer and closer to the end. Something is happening, something big. Please give many reviews; I like input of what I put out. Well, I shall wait to see if I should continue this story. Thank you for now, and please give your thoughts on who is going to be Homer's last match (for this story) going to be?