An hour later, I was at the house, listening to Maggie tell police Chief Wiggum what had happened. "Wow," the chief said, "I don't know where to start on this one. This is gonna be harder than figuring out who shot Mr. Burns." There was an awkward silence where Maggie just stared at Wiggum. "Oh, right," he said, his awkward laugh echoing through the house. He got up and left.
"What are you gonna do Bart?" Gina asked. I said nothing, but I knew that there was only one thing I could do. I went down into the basement.
When I got down there, I opened up the fridge and reached into the vegetable crisper (The one place in the fridge Dad wouldn't use unless it was an emergency) and pushed a little red button underneath the carrots.
"Password, please," an electronic voice said to me.
I hate this part, I thought. Homer picked the most annoying password in history. "Oh, I wish I were an Oscar Meyer Weiner, That's what I really want to be."
"Access granted," The voice said. A hole opened up in the floor and I was sent flying down the long tube into the Pie Cave.
When I got down to the bottom, I fell on my butt. Gotta put a mattress under there for next time, I thought, rubbing my sore behind. But, there was no time to lose now. I pulled on Dad's Old costume and added the new Utility Belt. Then, I hopped into the Piemobile and drove off into Springfield through the secret exit under Flanders' house. Pieman had returned.