"There goes my young girl dreams of Vasser" Lisa sighed as Homer handed the money to the Secretary of the Family Therapy Center.

"Hello, I'm Doctor Marvin Monroe" The Man said, "no doubt you recognize me from TV!"

The man was fat. Fatter than Homer (but not quite as fat as The Comic Book Guy), with a Bald head, and a goofy look.

Lisa sighed, "we would if we had one!"

"Lisa!" Homer snarled, almost taking a threatening step towards her.

Lisa's eyes widened in shock. Her Father had never taken that tone with her. Never. With Bart, yes. For things far less offending than a snarky comeback. And it wasn't like she hadn't thrown any snarky one-liners before.

"No!" thankfully, the Doctor put a stop to that before Lisa could think any further (and Homer act any further) "Don't Stifle the youngster! Your family must feel free to express itself" he said as he handed everyone (including the baby) a Paddler and a Jumbo Marker. "That's what these Paddlers and Jumbo Markers are for!"

He sat on a chair in front of them, "I want you to offer me your Fears, your Anxieties, the roots of your unhappiness!" he explained, "Now, take a deep, cleansing breath and begin!"

Everyone began drawing immediately.

Lisa closed her eyes.

It was obvious. Maybe she wouldn't have drawn this a couple of days ago (What with the Bart Situation and the Bully situation and the Milhouse Situation all hanging over her head) but with the TV and her meagre college saving gone, the roots of her immediate anxieties and Unhappiness was sitting next to her.

And, to no surprise, Mom and Maggie had about the same results.

"Hmm. I see, No surprises there."The Good Doctor murmured quietly, and then said "What about you Homer?"

Of course, her attention deficit father kept drawing, humming tunelessly as he did so. "Homer!" The Doctor snapped, the father of three suddenly rose his head. "Whoops! Sorry, I wasn't paying attention!"

"Well, if you had been paying attention" the Doctor snapped back, "Perhaps you would've noticed that your Family as a rather stern authority figure!"

Noticing that none of the patients found anything wrong with that statement, he corrected himself, "And Ogre if you will."

"Now, doctor, maybe you're being a bit-" "Actually it's pretty true!"

"That Does it you little brat!" Homer yelled as he got off his chair, prepared to pounce (As, she could remember, he always did when Bart said stuff like this)

Apparently, this psychiatrist person didn't find anything wrong with 'hostile conflict' and 'wanting to kill each other', he just insisted that they use his patented 'Aggression therapy mallets' instead of fists (and or other objects nearby, which was left unsaid)

Needless to say, unlike what the doctor had probably expected, they were in it for a long time.

"So, what happened next?" Bart asked his Sister the day after she'd told her about Homer's new idea.

"Oh. It was a very" she snickered, "Shocking experience."

"so That's how the Blackout happened."

"The Blackout?"

"Everyone comfy?" the Doctor asked the four, each sitting on a chair, wired with a panel with three buttons in front of them.

"now. Don't touch any of the buttons in front of you, for a very good reason." He explained, "you are wired in to the rest of your family. What you are going through is what the Economists call 'a Non-Aggression Principle': You have the ability to Shock them, but They have the ability to shock you too. For the sake of your safety, the Voltage is set to a very low degree. You may begin."

Each of the four looked at each other.

For a long time neither moved.

Then the Toddler let a sound. "ooooo" and pressed one of the buttons.

It was times like this, when Lisa thought that the people were on to something when they said She had shot Mr. Burns.

And, well.

There's a reason why Non-Aggression never works.

With the first person having been electrocuted, everyone began pressing the button.

And, of course, following the Simpson Motto of 'Never Give Up', they didn't give up.

"Doctor Monroe!" The Secretary ran to the room, "All your other patients have fled the building!"

Lisa was busy releasing all her pressure, And So were everyone else. none of them was going to stop anytime soon.

"No! No!" The Doctor began talking frantically, "Stop it this instance!" he pulled the Plug of the Device.

They began cooling down.

Maggie was still pressing the button. So, to be honest, was Mom.

"So" Dad said, looking at the Doctor, "Did we make any progress?"

"No!" the Doctor laughed frantically, "I'm sorry, you're not! Please, you've just got to Go!"

"Wait a minute, bub!" Dad said, already forgetting all about 'we need progress'.

"Your TV commercial said family bliss, or double our money back."

"Oh! But that was just-" The Doctor glanced at the four disheveled figures in front of him, "Alright. will you leave if I pay you the money?"

"Sure. Why not?"

"So the Counselor didn't do anything?" Bart asked, as they walked to the School bus.

"Nope. No progress anyway."

"Uh-huh" Bart nodded. They sat on the bus chair, and Otto said "Everyone inside? Good!"

"you got a new TV then" He said. "Yeah, Dad said we had to buy a new one. And we did. We ate out too."

"Right. and did anyone, at any time in the whole thing, care" Bart said, "To mention that we've done this five times before?"

"And we had the same result every time. I know. But you know dad." Lisa snickered, "When he gets something in his mind, you can't get him off it. you have to let it pass by itself."

Bart snickered, and the two began laughing, and didn't stop until it was Lisa's Stop.

Of course, Like almost every other thing they did, Lisa wrote it in her diary, Marge put the mementos away, and Homer forgot all about it by the end of the next day.

Of course Maggie didn't. she never forgot anything.

But what's different, they almost never ate dinner in front of the TV again.

Which was better than nothing, I guess.

A.N:

This is the end of this arc.

Yes.

It was awfully short.

The next will be longer, I hope (and won't take as long as this one did, lol)

Davoid Out!