The Great Snow Storm of Springfield Chapter Three
By Awb
"Homer! Don't you walk out that door!" Marge yelled from behind him.
"I'm going to die if I don't get any beer!" Homer yelled back in a whiney tone.
"Oh puh-lease! Moe's isn't even open! All the stores have been closed!" Marge argued.
"Why are they closed?!" Homer cried.
"The snow storm!" Marge replied in an exasperated tone.
"Oh yea." Homer stroked his chin.
"Just don't go out, it's very dangerous." Marge asked.
"But I need my beer!" Homer stated, walking out the door.
"That man will never know of how dangerous his stupidity can really be." Marge shook her head.
"Don't worry mom. He'll never make it past the driveway." Bart said, and as if on cue, Homer came barreling through the front door shivering.
"So ca..caa..ca..old." Homer stuttered.
"We know that." Marge said, throwing a blanket around Homer.
"No.noobody's ou..out.the.there." Homer stuttered again.
"Homer, this was all said on the news. I don't know why you are so surprised." Marge was getting annoyed.
"All I wanted was beer!" Homer sobbed.
"Kids, lets go into the living room and watch some of the news. Your father needs some space to deal with.himself." Marge ushered the kids out of the kitchen.
"The storm is only getting worse folks! We advise you to take shelter in your basement or another low part of your house, because there is a snow cyclone heading your way." The news reporter warned.
"A snow cyclone?" The Simpson family asked, as Homer poked his head into the living room.
"Now a snow cyclone," the news reporter began again, "is very dangerous, for many reasons. One is that it has power to tear down a house and kill you all. Another reason is that it leaves no one behind. Ok, back to you Bob for today's top story." The reporter smiled and the T.V. was then turned off.
"You heard the news kids, grab what you want to save, and lets head down to the basement." Marge said. The kids then ran upstairs to collect cherished belongings.
"Marge! I'm so scared!" Homer said, holding out his arms for a hug. Marge hugged him and then looked out the window. The snow was flying all around, as for a few other things.
"Oh my gosh! Its Moe!" Marge gasped and pointed in the air.
"That man is so lazy! Look! He doesn't even have any beer to bring me!" Homer left the window, as Moe flew away.
"What a shame.he was such a nice man." Marge shook her head.
The kids came down the stairs, each holding their belongings.
"Ok. Kids, put that stuff in the basement, while we all then look for medical supplies, food, the pets, and so on." Marge instructed.
Just then, the house shook with tremendous force. Homer ran to the window and saw the cyclone right down the street.
"This is it Marge!" Homer yelled as he grabbed her and ran down to the basement.
By Awb
"Homer! Don't you walk out that door!" Marge yelled from behind him.
"I'm going to die if I don't get any beer!" Homer yelled back in a whiney tone.
"Oh puh-lease! Moe's isn't even open! All the stores have been closed!" Marge argued.
"Why are they closed?!" Homer cried.
"The snow storm!" Marge replied in an exasperated tone.
"Oh yea." Homer stroked his chin.
"Just don't go out, it's very dangerous." Marge asked.
"But I need my beer!" Homer stated, walking out the door.
"That man will never know of how dangerous his stupidity can really be." Marge shook her head.
"Don't worry mom. He'll never make it past the driveway." Bart said, and as if on cue, Homer came barreling through the front door shivering.
"So ca..caa..ca..old." Homer stuttered.
"We know that." Marge said, throwing a blanket around Homer.
"No.noobody's ou..out.the.there." Homer stuttered again.
"Homer, this was all said on the news. I don't know why you are so surprised." Marge was getting annoyed.
"All I wanted was beer!" Homer sobbed.
"Kids, lets go into the living room and watch some of the news. Your father needs some space to deal with.himself." Marge ushered the kids out of the kitchen.
"The storm is only getting worse folks! We advise you to take shelter in your basement or another low part of your house, because there is a snow cyclone heading your way." The news reporter warned.
"A snow cyclone?" The Simpson family asked, as Homer poked his head into the living room.
"Now a snow cyclone," the news reporter began again, "is very dangerous, for many reasons. One is that it has power to tear down a house and kill you all. Another reason is that it leaves no one behind. Ok, back to you Bob for today's top story." The reporter smiled and the T.V. was then turned off.
"You heard the news kids, grab what you want to save, and lets head down to the basement." Marge said. The kids then ran upstairs to collect cherished belongings.
"Marge! I'm so scared!" Homer said, holding out his arms for a hug. Marge hugged him and then looked out the window. The snow was flying all around, as for a few other things.
"Oh my gosh! Its Moe!" Marge gasped and pointed in the air.
"That man is so lazy! Look! He doesn't even have any beer to bring me!" Homer left the window, as Moe flew away.
"What a shame.he was such a nice man." Marge shook her head.
The kids came down the stairs, each holding their belongings.
"Ok. Kids, put that stuff in the basement, while we all then look for medical supplies, food, the pets, and so on." Marge instructed.
Just then, the house shook with tremendous force. Homer ran to the window and saw the cyclone right down the street.
"This is it Marge!" Homer yelled as he grabbed her and ran down to the basement.