Hello! Sorry I'm late, I had a test every day of the week for 2 weeks! 2 much studying! Well I know my last chapter was anything but good, so I hope you like this chapter which took me forever to write since I really wasn't really in the mood... Please read the last part of chapter 10 to understand the beginning of this one (I marked where the updates started 2 make your life easier), so please take that into consideration and don't hate me because of this chapter... I broke it up into two parts cause it didn't want to make an insanely long chapter like chapter 9 was, it was like double my usual chapters. The next one should be up with luck on Friday, maybe even sooner although I highly doubt it. I will shut up now... Enjoy... XP
I look at him with a blank expression, not knowing how I should react to this shocking news. "Lisa?" Bart asks, and then pauses for a moment before repeating my name again.
"Is this a joke?" I ask him, he looks at me weirdly as if I have gone crazy. "Because if it is… IT'S FREAKEN NOT FUNNY!" I shout with a surge of mixed emotions.
"N-no… It-it's not a joke, I swear it's true!" He says putting his hand on his chest and raising the other in the air, as if reciting the pledge of allegiance.
"Why did he just leave like this!?" I demand. He looks down shaking his head in sorrow. "Answer me, Milhouse, Bart!"
Silence lurks the air; the only sound herd is the wind blowing through the almost deserted neighborhood sidewalk. "Well? I'm waiting?" I demand after a minute.
"Lisa… It's pretty obvious…" Milhouse mumbles to me. "He left because you broke his heart…"
I stay silent for a moment contemplating this, before, out of nowhere, burst into tears. Milhouse hugs me and lets me cry on his shoulder. Bart stands back watching us with his eyes full of sorrow as well. "What do we do now?" I ask them after a few minutes.
"I have no clue." Milhouse says sadly.
"Don't look at me, I don't have any ideas," Bart shrugs, the pain clear in his voice.
I let go of Milhouse and pull myself together. I stand up straight and turn my brain on ultra-thinking mode. "Well… Crying our eye sockets out definitely won't get Nelson back…" I start rubbing my chin thoughtfully.
"Yah…" The both say and look at me expectantly.
"I… Think that… Maybe… He'll come back… If…"
"If…" They both look at me as if their lives depended on it.
"-If I say that I dumped Milhouse and I want to be with him…"
I look at Milhouse and he shakes his head, "Not gonna happen… Is there any other way?"
I think some more then say, "Well… ye- No."
"What if we show Nelson that he can still be happy in Springfield without Lisa's ugly butt face?" Bart suggests.
I give him a death stair for calling me ugly. "Look who's talking!" I say threw clutched teeth.
Milhouse stands in-between us and says, "This isn't the right time you guys! We need a plan!"
"What plan Milhouse?! Face it, Nelson's never coming back! Mines well leave him alone pouting like a big baby!" I shout at him.
He looks at me and says, "Fine, what do you want to do then, hu?"
"I don't know!?" I yell in frustration. After a minute of tension I sigh, "Let's just face it… Nelson's never coming back…"
I take the shiny silver key out of my pocket that Sasha gave me for my 21st birthday. It has already been seven months and Milhouse and I are still together… Not a word from Nelson. The weird dreams about the wedding night have finely died off and I got a nice job at Springfield General Hospital as Dr. Hibbert's apprentice and right hand girl.
All the doctors welcomed me well because anyone who Hibbert choses as an apprentice MUST be some sort of geniuses (which luckily I am). Some also envy me because they would never dream of graduating from Yale at my young age AND be the star pupil of Dr. Hibbert… Oh how I hate peer pressure…
My new building is very popular to all the doctors at Springfield General Hospital, so most of my neighbors are acquaintances of mine; I even made a few new friends during my first week. I reach for the lock but Milhouse takes my hand away from it and says, "No-no-no! I'm not gonna just let you walk in like that… Let's do this the old-fashion way!"
He scoops me up like a husband would to his wife after they got married and unlocks the door. "Milhouse put me down! Nobody does this stuff anymore!" I complain half giggling in content making my words unhelpful.
"Oh please, sure they do! My mom and dad did it… Before they got divorced again, that is." He says giggling too. He carries me in. Milhouse sets me down on the couch with him and we stare in awe at my new apartment.
It's already decorated and furnished, bed, couch, plasma screen T.V, everything! I see a note taped on to the beautiful teal colored wall; I get up, unstick it, and read out loud: "Dear Lisa, I wish you a happy 21st b-day! Here's your present, hope you like it! Don't worry about the rent because I'll pay for it!
Love your sister,
Sasha Jane Burns."
I look at Milhouse smiling, "Isn't this sweet of her?! I can't believe she got me my own apartment!"
"Sure is sweetheart! Imagine all the fun we can have in here… Plus no parents to bother us…" He looks at me with a sleazy eye and does a sly smile.
I giggle and kiss him, "Unpacking first!"
"Dammit!" He snaps his fingers like he just lost a bet.
I carry a box with some of my belongings and bring them to my room. My room… Elegantly painted with a soft cream color, my queen size bed all made with lite bluish-purple bed spread and white sheets on the bottom. I set my box as gently as possible on top of it, as if the bed would shatter at the slightest touch. I start unpacking some knickknacks like my alarm clock and put it on the bed side table, Milhouse helps me lift up heavier loads like my clothes, which are all neatly packed in suitcases. We spend most of the day organizing and re-arranging a few things until we're all done. We both collapse on the sofa with a heavy sigh, "That was some hard work!" I huff and rest my head agents Milhouse's shoulders.
"You can say that again… Hay I have an idea! Let's go celebrate!" Milhouse says excitedly.
"Great, where to?" I ask him.
"How about Moe's? Bart and your dad should be there by now… We could all celebrate together!" He exclaims.
"Yah, that's a great idea! We should go; it's already 8:00." I pause for a moment and look at my watch. "We'll stop and eat dinner at that vegetarian restaurant down the block; they have the best soy dogs ever!"
Milhouse shudders in disgust, "Eww! You actually like that crap!" When he sees the annoyed look on my face he quickly changes mind, "I mean- sure honey, we'll go there!"
I roll my eyes and say, "Fine then, we'll go to Krustina Burgers." When Krusty died, his daughter Krustina took over the whole business… That's why the name is 'Krustina Burgers' now, she altered the menu, hired more staff, and managed to make the old Krusty burgers look like a dump (not that it already wasn't). Anyway the chain has really made an improvement and I even eat there sometimes because of the alternative vegetarian menu they have now.
"Yes!" He fist pumps. He sees that look on my face again then says, "I mean- yah, ok."
I roll my eyes and we head out. One soy and one regular Krustina burger later we're at Moe's and getting out of the car. At the restaurant I called some of my friends telling them to meet us at Moe's for some great news, so they should be here any minute too.
The first thing I notice when we walk in is how crowded the place is; tons of people drinking, talking, and some men in the back arm wrestling… It must be because it's a Friday night and all the bars are crowded then.
Behind all the mess I spot Homer, Bart, Barney, Lenny, and Carl all talking and drinking some Duff Booze at the bar. I see my Carl poke Bart on the shoulder and point towards the door way where we're standing. "Hay Milhouse! Lisa! Common and join us!" Bart calls us over.
We sit down on at the bar with the gang and Moe asks, "Haya guys, what can I get you tonight?"
Milhouse smiles and says, "Two of your finest cups of booze, we're celebrating tonight, Lisa has officially moved into her apartment!"
"Congratulations Lisa *buuurrppp*!" Barney burps.
"Yah sweetheart good for you!" Dad says stuffing his face with Duff.
"We knew you'd like it." Bart says trying to hide his smile.
"You helped too? Why didn't you mention it sooner?" I ask Bart very stunned. I could have sworn it was all Sasha's idea to give me the apartment, and that he had nothing to do with it.
"Well I was my idea… But Sasha did most of the work. I was about time you moved out of our parents…" Bart says coolly sipping his beer. I bet he was too embarrassed and told Sasha not to mention that he had helped too.
Wow, I never knew Bart had a sensitive side, and I was kind of embarrising that I still lived with my mom and dad. "Wow Bart, I didn't know you even had feelings!"
He gives me a sly smirk and gulps his beer down. After a couple minutes of small talk, Alison, Janey, Alice, Imira (Apu's eldest daughter), and Sasha arrive. "Hay girl, we're here!" Alice says coming up to us.
"Yes we have arrived!" Imira shouts in her funny Indian ascent, "Now could you tell us why exactly?"
"Well," I start, "I have called you guys over to tell you that today I finished moving into my new apartment!"
"Oh my GOD! Congratulations!" Allison shouts and gives me a big hug.
"Thanks Ally!" I say hugging her back, "And thank you Sasha, for the lovely apartment you and Bart gave me." I thank Sasha.
"He told you?" She asks looking at Bart questionably. "I thought you didn't want her to know."
"Well I couldn't let you take ALL the credit now, could I?" He jokes with his wife.
She smirks and gives his a kiss, "You're right, that would be so wrong."
He chuckles and kisses her back. I can't help but smile at the scene, Bart's been so much happier since he got married to Sasha the two DO make a really good couple and I'm so happy for them… I also can't help but wonder when they're going to have a child, the thought of me being an auntie makes me shiver with delight.
Moe was so buss filling mugs for people and 'washing' the dirty ones that he didn't even notice when I asked for three more beers, so Homer gets his attention, "Haya MOE! Can we have tree more beers please!?"
"What?!- Three beers? Here ya go." Moe quickly fills them up and slides the mugs towards us.
"Thank you!"
Homer is about to sip on one of the mugs when I interrupt, "Uh dad! Those are ours!"
He looks down at the beers and apologizes, "Oops, sorry!"
He slides them to us and we all take a sip, "So when are we gonna see it?" Alice asks faking disinterest.
"Well, you guys could see it tomorrow if you'd like." I suggest.
"Yah, like after work… By the way how is it working for Dr. Hibbert? Don't you guys have to do surgeries and see a lot of blood?" Janey asks, doing a creepy voice on the word 'blood'.
"Yes we do, but I don't mind it much… Besides I went to school for that kind of stuff so I'm used to it." I explain. None of my friends are doctors and they never went to Yale so I wouldn't expect them to know how it's like… Allison is very intelligent, but she decided to go to Harvard and become a full on lawyer and that career has nothing to do with being a doctor either.
"Interesting," Janey says pondering for a bit before asking yet another question to me. I think maybe she's considering being a nurse of something. I wouldn't blame her, her job as a teacher in Springfield Elementary must be pretty boring.
After hours of talking and drinking and telling idiotic jokes about butts (most of them from Bart) we go into our cars feeling awfully drunk. Too bad we don't have designated drivers tonight; I didn't even expect to get this drunk! I was thinking like one more beer wouldn't hurt… But it did! Return of the hangover part 2… Sounds like it could be a title to a movie… Blue ponies… I like Milhouse's hair… It's like tiny blue ponies dancing on his head… God I am so tiiiipppzzzyy! Me and my blue pony stagger to our car and we get in and start laughing out of the blue… Like blue ponies… "That was like- the best night ever! *buuuurrrppp*" Milhouse declares.
"Tell me about it!" I laugh the let a little hiccup out at the end of my sentence.
"Man we really shouldn't be driving!" Milhouse shakes his head as he starts the car.
"WHAT? NO! The law is for looossseeerrsss! Like Allison!" I say stupidly, not even thinking before speaking.
"Yah like Ally!" He agrees and pulls out of Moe's.
We drunk-talk for about ten minutes, "You passed my stop you blue pony brain!" I shout at him angrily.
"Well duuuhh! YA do-NOT -live there anymore!" Milhouse says back.
"Oh Yaaaaahhh! I forget!" I say slapping my hand on my forehead.
A couple more minutes of drunk-talking later I say, "Hay! The light is red! Ya cannot pass it!" I say pointing upwards to the glowing red stop light on top of the crosswalk.
"The law is fouur losers!" He says showing me the number four with his fingers.
"No Milhouse! It's too dangerous!" I say, I am drunk but I'm not stupid.
"Shuddap! *Huccup* the law is for-" He stops in the middle of his sentence and his pupils shrink at the sight of a bright light headed towards our car.
The last thing I remember is the expression of horror on Milhouses face.