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"Bye, Mom. Bye, dad" Bart said, dressed in his orange coat with a little bit of white t-shirt hanging out, grey shorts and pump red shoes.
The only thing not premium on him was the green skateboard that he rode down the drive way with before making his way to the Kwik-E-Mart.
His dad had been a massive help to him after school, both of them would sit at the desk and talk about what he learnt the same day.
He had to work three times as hard as everybody else, but he was doing it with his dad.
Bart was going to meet Milhouse at the Kwik-E-Mart to show him around his new school.
There was also the fact that, Lisa was Jazzing the place up again with her instrument with her father as her audience.
Bart swerved through the crowd of people going about their day.
"Excuse me. Coming though" he said, people moved out of his way, he soon came him in a familiar car park, but when he got close enough to the building, he had to blink.
Milhouse was dressed the same but had a red bike with training wheels on it sitting on the pavement in front, but what Bart really noticed was the group of other kids.
Sherri Mackleberry and her sister Terri Mackleberry, both were dressed the same and were on purple skates.
Lewis Clark had a blue bike without training wheels.
Martin Price had an old looking bicycle.
Jafee had a blue skate board.
What the?
Bart skateboarded to them, and they saw him, happiness shone in their eyes.
"Bart, you came," Milhouse said.
"Hey, Milhouse," Bart said, skateboarding up before saying. "What's is all this..."
"Oh, you did say that I could bring people," Milhouse said, before saying. "They really wanted to come along...I hope you don't mind, Bart."
Don't mind?
Even though they used to be his classmates, he didn't know half these kids.
Two were constantly putting his little sister down and chasing after a girl if she looked popular enough.
While one was a smartass, who was like a different version of his sister but with an even more annoying voice.
However, he said. "Fine."
The kid's behind Milhouse were excited, and he said. "Follow me back to the school" before skateboarding out of the parking lot and onto the streets.
They all followed him. However, he quickly realised that he couldn't go as fast as he liked because of certain kid's training wheels.
Bart did several stunts as he made his way to the school and then stayed on the left side.
"I've never been on this side before of the road. How exaggerating" Martin said, for some of the kid's they had never been on the other side.
Bart turned right, right into the school driveway and was immediately stopped by a guard.
"Halt. Nobody gets in unless they have your keycard" the man said, looking buff and scaring the kids behind Bart.
However, Bart got this.
Bart took out the key card around his neck and gave it to the person, the man took it and scanned it in.
It came up clean.
"They are with me, as guests," Bart said, as the kid's smiled behind him.
"Of course, sir," said, the man suddenly changing his tone much to the kids behind Bart surprise.
Then the man stepped aside.
They walked in, and the kids followed.
They were awed at the school; they saw the statues of great people in the yard, water fountain, a buffet table, kids who walk around with their servants.
They would have never seen any of this if they didn't know him or Milhouse.
"This place looks amazing, Bart," Milhouse said.
"Is that a cinema over there? Can we go in?" Said, Lewis, seeing the large building that resembled their own but so much nicer.
"It's not free, and it would be way more expensive than going to Springfield local one," Bart said before saying. "If you're not careful, this place will leach the money right out of you. A couple of bucks won't get you anything here, like at the dollar store."
Bart had instantly learned how easily the school could clean out his wallet and learned to go to Town if he wanted the same thing but cheaper.
He had learned that from his dad.
Then he went into a building, and the kids behind gave 'oohs' and 'awes', before walking out of it.
Their amazement continued when they saw what was in front of them; the most amazing Skateboard ground they had ever seen.
"This is why I brought you here. " Bart said, before dipping his skateboard down and plunging into the grounds and going straight through a pipe before sliding on a rail.
"This place looks awesome!" Jaffee said, before joining Bart and Milhouse was cautiously behind them.
Martin joined in even though he never had such experience and was soon falling on his face but got up anyway.
The twins joined in with their skates it and had the time of their lives.
However, it wasn't long before Bart had to go the bathroom and everybody was sweaty.
"I'm going to the bathroom for a bit," Bart said, grabbing his skateboard and walking to the nearby toilets.
That's when the workers decided to pounce.
"I'm so hot," said, Sherry, sitting on top of a ramp.
"Me too," Terri said, joining her sister.
"Would you like a glass of mango swirl, ladies?" suddenly a male voice beside them and both of them turned to find a male with a smile on his face in a white shirt, pants, shoes and held a silver platter in his hands.
The drink on it was long and thin and had ice in it.
It looked so good.
"We shouldn't," Terri said, she heard what Bart said who knows how much that drink costs.
"This one is completely free," said, the man.
"Really?" Martin said, who had made it up, before being tempted to take, he took a sip and felt like he was on the beach. "This is the best drink, I have ever had!"
Everybody looked at him in envy.
"If you want, I can whip you guys up more drinks," Said, the man.
The kid's looked at Martin who was clearly enjoying himself.
"Would you?" Terri said.
"Sure," the man said, before coming back and bringing more.
They took the drinks and instantly loved it once the juice, danced on their tongues.
Milhouse came up and saw them with the drinks and said. "Where did you get those? Didn't Bart say that this place gobbles up money?"
"Relax, Milhouse," Terri said. "He said it was free."
"Actually," the man said getting everybody attention. "I meant the first one. Every drink after that is 70 dollars each."
They were all stunned.
"Which is a total of 350 dollars. Now, who is going to fit the bill?" Said, the man.
350 dollars!?
"Wait. We don't have that kind of cash." Martin said the best he could do was a few bucks.
"Than, I'm calling the police and making sure your parents pay for it," said, the man, making them all panic.
Suddenly they heard.
"Wait!" Terry said. "We came here with Bart Simpson, he can easily fit the bill"
"Terri. What on earth are doing!?" Milhouse said.
"Bart Simpson?" Said, the man getting out his tablet and searching it.
Barts name came up on the student register.
"Okay. I'll put it on his tab" said the man before saying. "Would any of you like anything else. We have a variety of different foods"
"Really?" Jafee said.
Before the man showed him his tablet and a variety of different drinks and dishes.
Along with their small, expensive price.
"Can we have that Fish explosion and put it on Bart Simpson tab?" Sherri said.
"We can't do this!" Milhous said. "Bart invited us over"
"Relax" Martin said, calmed by the drink. "I'm sure, he won't notice the bill considering how much he must spend every month"
It was clear to anybody looking that they didn't come to make friends, they came to exploit him and enjoy everything the school had to offer at the expense of Bart.
"What are you guy's doing?" Suddenly a voice said from behind them, and they turned to find it was Bart back from the toilet.
How long had he been standing there for?
The man backed away.
"Don't put it on my tab?" Bart said, to the man. "Bill their families."
They were all looked stunned.
"Why should I pay for drinks you drank?" Bart said. "And you were even going to foot me with a bigger bill. I let you guys come because I have a friendship with Milhouse."
"I don't see what's the problem," Sherri said. "I'm sure that the bill is nothing compared to what you spend every day. After all, you can go to this big, expensive school?" Letting a little jealously out.
"I go here because my dad works hard to send me and my sister here. He spent hours just learning how to do his job." Bart said. "Why should I spend money here when there is a perfectly good Krusty Burger like two blocks away. For 5 bucks I can get a giant meal?"
This place was crazy expensive.
"I don't see your problem," Terri said. "You're rich, so live largely."
Live largely!?
Do they want to make thing's difficult for his dad?
Bart didn't like the thought of seeing his father face if he continued to let them do this and foot his father with the bill.
This place can quickly go over a thousand just on drinks and food alone.
"Security!" Bart yelled and immediately guards came running and grabbed the children before Bart said. "Leave the kid with the big nose and glasses. He didn't drink anything"
Milhouse was dumped onto the floor and said. "I don't know what hurt's more, the truth or my backside"
Bart than turned to the man and said. "I'll give you all their family names. Bill their parents. I did not give them permission to use my tab." Channelling a little bit of his father.
"Yes, sir," said the man, as Bart gave him their family's names.
All of their parents were suddenly emailed something with a video of their kids drinking from the security camera.
Their parents almost had a heart attack when they realised the email was, in fact, a big fat bill with proof that their children did, in fact, drink 70 dollar drinks, tried to get Bart Simpson to pay for it and even wanted to spend more.
Then the kids who came along were kicked out and had the terrible feeling that they were in big trouble with their parents.
"Sorry, Bart" Milhouse said, he was the only one left. "I didn't know that they just wanted to use you" before he said. "I should have questioned why I became so popular all of a sudden"
Bart was his very first friend and was still his only truly friend, he would never do that to Bart, poor or rich.
"It's not your fault," Bart said. "You just desperate for anybody to like you. How were you supposed to know they were using you to get to me?"
"We'll; this place is pretty sweet," Milhouse said. "I wish I could go here, but my parents can't afford it. Now I've got trust issues. If I want here, I could hang out with you all the time and wouldn't have to worry about people extended a hand to me to get to you.
"It would be awesome if you want here. I got no friends and everybody is so snooty" Bart said, at least he had Milhouse even when he was rich and poor, before he said. "Let's go for another round and you can come over to my house"
"Really?" Milhouse said. "Cool"
Meanwhile, an Idea was starting to form in Bart head that would change his friend's life forever.
# Springfield Retirement castle#
Homer Simpson walked into the reception area, that smelled of old people and death.
"Yes, can I help you?" Said, the reception women in cheap blue clothes, only to see his expensive clothes.
"Yes, I want to see my father Abraham Simpson," Homer said.
"He should be in the house," said the woman and Homer walked past her.
Each step, the smell got worse.
He walked into a room smelling of death and pills, the brown rug smelled off, and there were old people looking dead, in their brown sofas everywhere.
Homer found his old and wrinkly father in his own chair surrounded by people who were in front of a small television screen yelling at it.
The man, wore a cheap look pink cardigan, grey pants and brown cheap looking slippers.
Seeing him like that, guilt drip into Homer's mind.
"Dad," Homer said, stepping forward and pretty much getting the attention of all the old man in the room.
"Yes?" All the old guys said with hope.
"Sorry, but I'm talking about Abraham Simpson," Homer said.
"Oooh." Said, the old guys, he had disappointed them.
"Who the heck are you?" Said, Abraham squinting his suspiciously and who could blame the man, Homer no longer looked like Homer.
He wore a pale expensive cardigan, blue suit pants, smart black shoes and was much slimmer.
He even had hair!
"Dad. It's me Homer" Homer said.
"Nice, try, but my son would never visit me without his wife nagging him to," Abraham said, making Homer feel even guiltier.
"If I wasn't your son, how would I know that you fought many times with mom and told me to my face that if you two ever split, nobody gets me?" Homer said.
Abraham's eyes widened in shock as he said. "It really is you! What on Earth happened!?" looking at his clothes and hair coming back.
"I grew up, that's what happened," Homer said before he was giving a seat right next to his father. "I grew up and accepted the responsibility of being a father to my family."
Abraham was stunned.
"Dad, as a kid. You did a lot of god-awful thing's to me" Homer said, "You got remarried, and hog tides me to a car. You constantly fought with mom; only for when mom did finally leave, you were so bitter about it that you took away something that would have reminded me of my mother love and made me become a different man. There were so many things you did to me that caused me to resent you."
And Abraham looked down.
The old people around them began listening; this was a heck of a lot better than what they were doing right now.
"I carried that resentment with me all the way to adulthood," Homer said, "When started to grow old and were no longer so independent to the point you needed me, a large part of me was happy. At last, I could pay you back for all the things you did to me, by treating you like trash. I loved the idea that one day you would kick the bucket and I'll just burry your remains in a shoe box or give it to a pack of wild dogs to nibble on. I truly despised you."
And Abraham let out a nervous sound; he didn't feel good hearing what his son planned to do with his body after he died.
Who would?
"But lately I've been thinking. I've been treating my own son Bart just how you treated me. One day, I'll be gone and my own son would dance on my grave just like I intended to do to yours" Homer said, "And I didn't want that" surprising his old man. "I wanted Bart to give me a respectful funeral. I wanted Bart to boast of how amazing his old man had been. I wanted my own grandchildren to remember me fondly or be told fond tales. I didn't want to continue this cycle"
And Abraham said, nothing.
"Dad, kid's replicate what the surrounding Adults do" Homer said, "You choked me and I in turn choked my son. One day, I have no doubt that Bart will be strangling his own kid. I don't want that. If I want this cycle to stop, I have to start with my hatred of you. I had to look passed all those terrible things you did to me and I realised, we did have moments where I could say you were a father to me"
Abraham was surprised.
"When you were told that I was special and I was flunking school, you ignored your body telling you to sleep and got me all the way up to Highschool. I'm now doing that with my own son" Homer said, "When people picked on me, you showed me how not to be coward and told me cool stories of when you were in the war, that to this day are muddled with your memory."
The old people listening nodded their heads.
"You snuck me into movies that I wasn't supposed to see and you beat the tar out of me when you caught me with a Cigarette, so badly that it made me never do it again" Homer said, "You gave me a toy plane that you had been working on for the past year even though I was very likely to break it. You once stayed with me, when I thought my room was hunted. These were are few things that I can remember, but they are there. I realised that you didn't completely loath me as a child, and I did have nice moments with you."
Silence.
"The point is dad." Homer said, "You may have been a terrible father to me but I should have thought about my own family first. I should have helped you even if I kept you at arms reach. I should have shown you that, you may have been a terrible father, but I became the man you should have been. But I didn't do that. I let my hatred of you run rampant. If you needed anything, I would get the cheapest thing possible. I stuck you in this terrible home and only visited when my wife forced me to. I would have been happy if my kid's never saw their grandpa. That was wrong of me to do that. I've seen how Bart connected to you when he was much younger. I was jealous and I tried to discourage him every chance I got"
It sounded like Homer had truly grown up and was willing to come to some kind of agreement with his old man for the sake of his family.
"Son...you are a hundred times more of a man than I ever was" Abraham said, surprising him. "I don't know why I hated you, but it got worse when your mother left me. Perhaps I was just copying how my own dad raised me. You never saw your grandpa and I liked it that way. When I met your mother, we were in love. Than you came along and it was happiest day of my life." making Homer smile. "But then as time went by, your mother no longer looked at me the same way as when we were in love. The own time she had that spark was when she was with you and I came to dislike you. I forgot that I was a father to you and I was supposed to make sure you become a wonderful man so that I can boast about you when I was old like this"
It was the most honest his father had been about him.
"When my mind and body started to go, I realised that you hated me" Abraham said, "It was the first time, that I saw myself in you and I was appalled at what I saw. You had a drinking problem. You were constantly yelling. You were choking your son like how I did to you as a kid. You were so much like me that it was like seeing my own reflection. So rather than admit that I was sorry for being such a terrible dad, I double down on it. But you still turned into the man that would make any father proud. Can you ever forgive me, son?"
"Dad...I'm a 39-year old man now. If I don't at least tolerate you, my hatred will follow me even in death, AND my kid's will one day do that to me" Homer said, before smiling. "But I'm willing to try, for the sake of my family."
Abraham smiled, and Homer went to hug his old man.
Abraham hogged him back.
"Awww," said, the group of old people.
"Maybe, I should call my son," Jasper Beardly said, thinking about his son who was the minister at the church.
Both Abraham and Homer broke off the hug.
Abraham's eyes were suddenly wide when he looked at Homer, and there were gasps in the room as he said. "Homer! You have your hair back!"
Homer touched the top of his head and found that there was not a single bald spot on it.
He did have a full set of hair now.
"Maybe, it's because I no longer loath you like I did before?" Homer said, he would have never been able to do it if he wanted to be thought of as a good father. "To celebrate, us starting all over again, I got something for you"
"A present?" Abraham said, looking around.
"Better" Homer said, "Do you know, how you're always complaining about your hips and I keep telling you just to walk it off?" and the man nodded. "We'll; I've arranged for you to have a hip surgery and a back operation."
And Abraham was stunned, as he said. "Homer, don't joke."
"Dad, do you think these clothes are for show. I'm doing pretty well" Homer said, "I've booked the surgeries already, and I'm moving you to a much nicer nursing home where you can be shown some respect."
"D-Do you mean it, Homer?" Said, the man still stunned, while the surrounding old people looked at him enviously.
"A Hundred percent." Homer said, "I want you to spend your last days on Earth as gracefully as possible" than Homer called a nurse.
"Yes?" The nurse said, with tied brown hair and in white nurse uniform.
"I'll give you 500 bucks just to let me leave with my old man," Homer said, stunning her as he got out his wallet and flashing the cash at her.
"O-Of course, sir." Said, the women, taking it. "Let's do the paperwork, and he'll be free to go with him"
And Abraham was shocked.
What happened to his son, after the last time, he saw him?
And scene!
Next chapter, Abraham comes home with Homer, only for both of them to see Doctor Hibbert in the living room who had apparently come to check on Homer and is about to ask for more money now that the family is wealthy. But Doctor Hibbert is no longer dealing with Homer who would just give him money. Review/fav and follow!