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"Oh god I'm gonna be late!" I was so caught up in having fun at the carnival that I completely forgot about my 'date' with Milhouse. Guess a couple rides kindda did hurt my time. I thought, throwing on my black dress.

I barely had time to get home and change, I just slipped on the first dress I saw and shoved my shoes and a jacket in my purse, putting them on when I got in the taxi. After the yellow car started to drive I sent Milhouse a text telling him that I would be a little late, he said it was no problem and that he had already bought us tickets to a hot new horror/romance film that was out. More like a romance horror. I thought. The taxi driver pulled up and I rushed out (after I paid him, of course) and saw Milhouse waiting for me out front. "Sorry I'm late, Milhouse. Did it start yet?" I asked.

"About ten minutes ago. But that's ok, we mainly missed just the commercials." He answered. "We better hurry and buy some popcorn before we miss more of it."

We rush to the popcorn stand and we get a large popcorn and two cokes. He gets out his wallet. "You don't have to-" I started.

"Don't worry about it, sweetheart." He said and handed me the drinks. He grabbed the popcorn and we ran towards room 4b with a poster of a boy and a girl kissing by a moonlit lake with creepy shadows along the side of it. The title of the movie was Moonlight Lake. "It's this one." Milhouse told me.

We silently walked into the room and took our seats. The movie was shockingly good, except for the excessive use of blood. The strange thing was that Milhouse didn't get unhinged or anything. When we use to go to movies with too much blood he always cowered, guess he grew out of it. "So did you like the movie Lisa?" He asked when we came out.

"Yah it was surprisingly good. Did you?" I asked.

"Yah , the blood was a little extreme, though." He answered.

"Totally unnecessary."

"So y-you wanna get an ice-cream o-or maybe a drink?" Milhouse stuttered.

"Well…" He looked at me with a puppy dog- like face, I sighed and said. "Oh fine, I guess an ice cream won't hurt."

"Yes! Puppy dog face, you've never let me down!" He shouted.

"Oh god." I shook my head. We head down to the old ice cream parlor, "Oh well, guess it's closed." I said gesturing towards the 'closed' sign on the front door.

"Too bad, well I guess we could get a drink then." Milhouse said optimistically.

"I don't drink Milhouse." I said flatter than ever.

"Please…." He said doing that same face.

"Fine. Guess one quick drink at Moe's won't hurt." I sighed shaking my head.

"Yes!" He said with a fist-pump.

I rolled my eyes and we headed over to Moe's, "But Milhouse, I'm not 21 yet." I realized.

"Don't worry about it, it's just one year difference. Besides Moe's always been cool with that."

"Oh."

At Moe's tavern I saw Barney talking to Moe, and my dad passed out on one of the tables, "Haya Milhouse, should I get you the usual?" Moe asked him. He looked up from drying a mug, "Lisa, I didn't expect to see you here. If I'd known a lady was coming I would have cleaned the place up a bit." He told me.

"Don't worry about it, your bar looks… Great." I lied looking at some of the cob webs that had been spun on one of the bar stools.

We sat down at the bar and Barney greeted us, "Hay Lisa. Hay Mildew. How's it going?"

"Fine." I answered.

"It's Milhouse not Mildew, Barney." Milhouse said a bit irritated by him mistaking his name for Mildew.

"Oops. I forgot." Barney talked silly-like.

"Whatever. Two beers please, Moe." Milhouse ordered.

"Gotcha." Moe fills two mugs and handed them to us.

"So as I was sayn'…" Barney continued to talk to Moe and Milhouse handed me a beer.

"Have you ever had beer before?" He asked.

"Once, at my exes birthday party. But not enough for me to get drunk." I answered.

"Oh… What was his name?" He asked casually.

"Richard Hawn. He was just some guy I dated at Yale."

"Why did ya break up?"

"We argued a lot and he wasn't my type, so I broke up with him." I answered. I felt uncomfortable talking to Milhouse about my exes so I changed the subject. "So… Where do you work? Or do you go to university?" I asked and took a sip of my beer.

"I go to Shelbyville's university with Bart, even though that city totally sucks the schooling's good." He answered.

We had some small talk about our university, our careers, and even about our family's. Milhouse isn't a total loser, I guess. I thought. He's still a goof though. "H-hay Lisa, remember that time when we went sledding on the Springfield mountain? It was so funny when that wad of snow fell on you, I laughed my head off!" Milhouse said gulping down his second beer.

"Not as funny as *hiccup* when that kid behind us fell on you!" I said very drunk-like. Two beers can really do a number on someone who hardly ever drinks. "Yo Moooooe! Can I have aaaaaaaaa-nother beer please?" I asked waving my empty mug.

"Sorry Lisa, I think yous had enough." Moe said snatching my mug.

"Cooomooon Moey! I Likes it." I complained ridiculously drunk.

"I have to agree with him, Lisa. You're way drunk. I think we should go. Here Moe, keep the change." He said paying Moe for the drinks.

"Thanks Mill's, you take care." Moe said, "You too Lisa."

"Awww, but I don't wanna go!" I argued. Milhouse tried to help me out of my seat but I brushed him off. "I can walk on my own thank you very mu-Aaaaaaaa!" I cut off my own sentence by tripping over the stool. "Ok, maybe I could use a little help. *hiccup*"

He rolled his eyes and helped me up. He tried to guide me outside but when he saw it was useless his efforts were he scooped me up and carried me to the taxi that he soon flagged down. When we arrived at my house Milhouse opened the door for me and dropped me off my porch. "Thanks Millie, foooooor the movie and beer stuff thing…" I said drunkly.

"Y-your welcome, Lisa. I had fun too." He agreed.

"Well, I gotta go, bye." I waved.

"Bye, Lisa." He turned around and headed back towards the taxi.

"Oh wait! Millhouse! Wait!" I shouted.

"What is it?" He said half laughing, probably at how drunk I was.

I walked over to him and said, "Here's for the taxi." I handed him a random bill from of my wallet.

"Thanks, but you don't have to."

"I want to. Oh, and here's something for you…" And I pulled him in with a kiss on the lips. I was way too drunk to even know what I was doing.

We kiss for about twenty to thirty seconds and I let go. "Bye! *hiccup*"

"God Lisa, you're really drunk!" Milhouse said both surprised and happy.

"Shhhhh! Don't tell my parents!" I giggled and went into my house.