The Itchy and Scratchy Movie Frustrated by Bart constantly causing trouble and taking advantage of them contradicting each other. Marge and Homer ban him from seeing the new Itchy and Scratchy movie, until Oscar gets involved of course.
PlotGrampa is in charge of the kids while Marge and Homer attend their parents evening.
"Remember if you're good you get pizza, if your bad you get poison!" Homer warns.
"Coooooool!" said Oscar. Oz seriously...
Lisa grimaced at him. Feeling concerned.
"What if one of us is good and one us is bad?" Lisa asks.
"Then we get poison pizza!" Bart replies.
"Awesome!" Oscar cheered.
"Oh no I'm not cooking two meals tonight. Now behave for Grampa!" Homer warns.
"May I suggest Cyanide? Oh! Or Strychnine?" Oscar was uh being weird.
"Uh... no..." said Homer.
Oscar gets a knock at the door.
"Who's that, Oscar?" Bart asks.
"My social worker. They finally found me..."
"You sound like that's bad. At least your new mom and dad will love you." Lisa comforts him.
"I'm living here dummy! Marge and Homer adopted me!" Oscar explained. "Oh and the social worker will be sticking around so Homer won't be able to strangle anyone..."
"Come on Oscar, we're going! Kids behave for Grampa." Marge says as they leave.
"Hold on! I need to cast a mending spell!" Oscar was waving his wand about. A broken toy he was holding fixed itself. "This also works on living things, I wouldn't recommend it though."
"No magic in the school. Some of Bart's friends are Nomajs." said Marge. (The American term for Muggles.) "Come on Oscar."
"Okay dokey!" said Oscar in a silly tone.
Bart glanced confused at Lisa.
"Don't ask..." Lisa sighed.
...
Bart decides to play with Grampa's teeth and scare Maggie.
"Grrrrrrrrgh!" Maggie isn't phased.
"Eeeeew! Bart! Those have been in Grampa's mouth!" Lisa yells.
Bart immediately spits out the teeth. "Eeeeugh! Bleh! Why did I do that?"
"Keep your fingers off my teeth! Dagnabbit, now I have to wash them." Grampa says slightly muffled as it's difficult to talk without teeth.
Bart sighed bored.
"You heard Mom and Dad, behave tonight..." said Lisa frowning at Bart.
Bart did a chat chat gesture making faces.
Lisa sighed.
"Oscar's right. Killing animals for the sake of fashion and catwalk shows is cruel. I should be for animal rights. I have the koala-fications!" said Lisa. "Ha! Koala-fications..."
"You are not funny..." Bart glared at her.
Lisa went to the bookshelf to read a book.
Grampa thinking all was well decided to nap for a while. He snored loudly.
Bart was still determined to cause trouble so he decided to get out the ice cream and have a Texas snowball fight. Basically hurling ice cream...
"Ugh! Lisa was reading when she was splattered with strawberry ice cream.
"Ha ha ha ha! You've been soft-served!" Bart laughed.
Lisa grinned and went to the kitchen and fetched out the vanilla and a ice cream scoop to retaliate against him.
They laughed as ice cream balls flew about the room.
Grampa slept unaware.
...
At School. Homer attends Lisa's parents evening. He can't fit at the desks so he breaths in to fit. His stomach flab engulfs the tiny desk. While Miss Hoover writes on the board he does armpit noises.
Muss Hoover looks around gasping to see who did that.
Homer laughs quietly to himself.
Moms and Dads of second grade kids ie Lisa's classmates, were there. Including Ralph's real father! Dun dun dun!
Homer screamed in madness from seeing the Ralph like man and fled, with the desk stuck in his flab.
"Mr Simpson! The desk please!" Miss Hoover callee but he fled from seeing a crazy conspiracy character as everyone knows Clancy is Ralph's dad!
But Homer had left horrified by Ralph's potential father, as he hadn't been retconned to Ralph Wiggum yet.
Meanwhile Mrs Krabappel tells Marge Bart's been naughty again. But unusually calls a boy in to explain that Bart had a voodoo doll and threatened to shove fireworks up its butt.
Marge gasps in horror, but Oscar interrupts.
"Wait, hold on a minute! That's Nelson's voodoo doll. I saw him with it in class, and it was him who threatened Timmy, not Bart. Spit it out Timmy, because whatever beating Nelson threatened you with, you'll get worse for blaming other kids!" Oscar yells.
"Have you read Oscar's file, he's known for hitting other kids..." Ms Krabappel asks his social worker.
"Yes as a matter of fact. And his late parents were actually rather abusive towards him." The social worker replies. "Oscar we don't threaten people. Timmy is this true?"
"Yes ma'am! But Nelson threatened to beat me up if I squealed!" Cries the kid.
"And I'll beat you up even worse if you ever get Bart into trouble over something he didn't do again! Capiche?" Oscar snapped.
"Hmmph! Telling lies about my son! You'll be hearing from my lawyer and the principal! I demand to speak with Principal Skinner this instant!" Marge yells.
"Hold on Mrs Simpson. I have more shocking stuff in my draw I've confiscated from Bart. This Doll."
"That's an ordinary Krusty Doll..." Marge frowned.
Mrs Krabappel took off the doll's head. Bart had installed a razor sharp knife blade inside so it was a concealed knife. Marge gasped horrified.
Marge storms out of the parents evening and goes to Principal Skinner's office. However he's having a parents evening, with his mother.
"Seymour! Sit up straight! Look at this paperwork!" Agnes Skinner yells.
"Mother..." Skinner whines. "Oh Mrs Simpson. Can I help you?"
"I have a complaint to make about Mrs Krabappel!" Marge says in a cross tone.
"Go on..." Skinner sighed.
Outside Skinner's office. Duke Nukem of Captain Planet arrived!
"Feel my toxic surge!" said the yellow radioactive supervillain wearing a blue Hawaiian shirt.
"What would happen if you met Radioactive Man of our universe?" Milhouse asked waiting for his parents to be informed about how he is doing in class.
"I don't know! Probably Hiroshima happening again?!" said Duke Nukem.
...
Meanwhile Bart is playing frisbee with the music records.
"Bart you should really put those back." Lisa warns him.
Bart frowned. He took Grampa's teeth again.
"Over the lips and past the gums- look out dentures, here I come." He chanted in a rhythmic manner.
Caleb from the video game Blood was there.
"Why are you here?" Bart sighed.
"Making tired media references by stealing quotes. I live again!" said Caleb.
"That's Evil Aah From Army of Darkness..." Bart sighed.
"Yes I know! I'll be back soon!" Caleb left.
Bart winced.
He put Grampa's teeth in his mouth.
"Grrrrrrr!' He growled at Maggie.
Then he picked up the records he tossed about and bit them. Breaking chunks off of them and spitting out the shards.
"Bart don't! Those records won't work any more!" Lisa whined.
Bart kept biting the records.
The attic.
Hugo was working on an invention.
"I'll just insert this into the contrabulator like so..."
"Activating conductive coil!"
And his invention exploded on him.
"Ugh... back to the drawing board..." Hugo sighed.
Pigeon-Rat fluttered about in its cage.
...
"Edna what do you have to say about Mrs Simpsons accusations that you lied about Bart making a voodoo doll of a student?" said Skinner.
"Oh I'm not finished explaining things I've witnessed your offspring doing in my class Mrs Simpson! Your other son, Hugo has been guilty of the following atrocities: synthesizing a laxative from peas and carrots, replacing my birth control with Tic Tacs..."
"That sounds like more of Bart's shenanigans Edna." said Skinner.
"No we both know Bart is too stupid to know what synthesis means..." said Edna.
Marge stormed off.
Merge, Homer, Oscar and Oscar's social worker drive home.
"I can't believe the nerve of Mrs Krabappel... does she even watch her students?!" Marge yells.
"Lisa's so talented! I didn't know she had straight As!" Homer gasped.
"Oh Homer! See why I've been praising our daughter! She's our little angel! And Bart... well he's trying his best..." Marge kisses Homer.
Oscar grimaced.
They stopped around Luigi's, the Italian restaurant.
"Mamma Mia! Just a Ah momento!" said the Italian chef.
Homer and Marge gave baffled and possibly concerned glances as they saw the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles collecting their pizzas for dinner.
Oscar smirked.
At home, attic.
Hugo was tightening a nut on one of his machines when he heard Sabre Dance playing loudly.
"What the deuce?!" Hugo made a face confused.
Down in the lounge Bart was swinging from the ceiling fan, gripped onto it with Grampa's teeth in his mouth. Sabre Dance was blaring out.
...
Marge, Homer and Oscar soon returned home.
They come in to find Bart swinging from the ceiling fan.
"Bart! Get down from there at once!" Marge yells. Bart does so. By flying when he released his bite upon Grampa's dentures. He flew across the room.
"Oof!"
"Coooooool!" said Oscar thinking Bart's shenanigans were cool.
"Where was the babysitter while that was happening?" The social worker asked.
"Uh, my dad is supposed to be looking after them." Homer explained. They find Grampa asleep. "Dad we're home! Wake up!" Grampa wakes with a start.
"Your son's been at my teeth again! And look at the mess he made!" Grampa yells.
"Perhaps you should have been watching the kids instead of sleeping, Mr Simpson. Is he supposed to be looking after them?" The social worker asks.
"Bart! You can go to bed without dinner." Marge yells.
"Mrs Simpson! Starvation is not a suitable punishment. In fact it's a felony..." The Social worker says in a serious tone.
"Oh sorry! Never mind! Bart we'll speak about your behaviour later." Marge gasps.
It's time for the social worker to go, it's revealed she's just a robot built by Oscar.
"Hey, less on threatening the Simpsons over their own kids! It's my welfare I'm worried about! Not theirs!" Oscar discreetly shuts down the robot and stores it away.
"Homer we have to find a punishment for Bart for doing this... but that hag won't let us send him to bed without dinner..." said Marge.
Oscar seethed over hearing her.
"Well let's get dinner ready." Homer sighed.
"Ugh! Who ordered ham and pineapple..." Bart winced seeing a Hawaiian pizza.
"I did." said Oscar.
"Fruit does not belong on pizza!" Bart groaned.
Plot 2The family all have pizza together.
"So... how did our parents evening go." Lisa asked.
"You've been an angel as usual Lisa." Marge replies.
"We have a super genius in the family! Woo!" Homer cheers.
"That's what I've been trying to tell you, Dad. But you are always so busy telling off Bart." Lisa groans.
"Bart, well you know you've been very bad tonight! However Mrs Krabappel has been lying about you being involved in bullying another student with a voodoo doll." Marge frowns at Bart
"Oh! Because I didn't-"
"We know you didn't do it. However you're still mucking about in class young man. If you misbehave anymore this week you will be punished! And this time we mean it! Don't we Homer?"
"Damn straight boy..." Homer frowns at Bart.
Bart gulped.
"Anyway since Oscar was going on about it earlier and taking my threat way too seriously... More Cyanide Oscar?" Homer poured cyanide in Oscar's drinking glass.
"No! Homer where the devil did you get cyanide from?!" Marge asked.
"Uh you're not gonna like my answer..." said Homer.
Marge sighed.
"Did you order a pizza with any kind of fish on it?" Hugo asked from the air vent.
"Yes we got anchovy! Now be quiet! As I don't want to explain about you whatever you are yet!" Homer gave a slice of anchovy pizza to the little yellow arm poking it of the vent. "Hugo" retreated into the vent and ate the pizza slice.
Bart grimaced wondering who was in the vent.
"Bart eat your dinner! You're lucky that know it all CPS worker was here that you're getting dinner." Homer snarled.
"It's illegal to starve a child as punishment!" Oscar snapped. "Oh and more cyanide please." He survived drinking cyanide for some reason...
...
Later. Bart kept imagining the dog with a pizza box for a head and a slice of pizza for a tongue. He shook his head. Bart get your head straight! The dog is not food! He told himself.
Marge went up to the attic.
"Hugo Victor Simpson! Did you turn your carrots and peas at lunch into a laxative and feed it to everyone one in class again?" Marge scolded Hugo.
Hugo babbled in monstrous growls and grunts.
Marge sighed. "When was he gonna learn to talk properly..." she went downstairs and put her children to bed.
She sung the sappy tuck in time song to Lisa.
"Hehehe... Night Mom." said Lisa.
"Goodnight dear." said Marge.
Bart heard Marge arrive.
"Ugh... here comes the snoozy train..." Bart groaned.
"Um, goodnight." said Marge coldly and she turned off the light and went to the Master bedroom.
Bart wondered what's he did wrong to get that reaction.
Marge laid in bed awake.
"Homer... Homer! Homer listen to me." Marge asked Homer.
"Yes dear." said Homer.
"Do you want your son to grow up to be Chief Justice of the Supreme Court or a sleazy male stripper?" Marge asked.
"Wallpaper stripper or the other kind?" Homer asked.
"Both are terrible jobs!" said Marge. "And I just said what kind!"
"Can't he be both like the late Earl Warren?" Homer asked.
"Earl Warren wasn't a stripper!" Marge gasped.
"Now who's being naive?" said Homer.
Marge went to sleep annoyed. "Goodnight Homer..." She turned off the bedside lamp.
"Coooool!" said Oscar quietly to himself in his room. He imagines Earl Warren doing a strip tease act.
...
The next day Bart is smooshing mustard packs under the piano with a hammer. And singing Jingle bells. "Jingle bells! Jingle bells! Jingle all the way!"
"Bart what are you doing?!" Homer yells.
"Nothing..." Bart replies.
"That's it! You're grounded!" said Homer loudly and angry.
"Dad you could ground me, but then you'd have me bothering you all day. And I can be very annoying... or you could just let me go out and play with Milhouse.
"Okay, you're not grounded. Go play with Milhouse." said Homer.
Bart ran off laughing evilly.
Lisa glared at Dad.
Later Bart was fighting with Lisa.
"Ow! Daaaaaad!" Lisa whined.
"That's it you're-" he's about to ground Bart but he hears an ice cream van. "Ice cream!" They get ice cream.
"Now where was I?" Homer asked.
"You were talking about a funny Married with Children episode you watched last night." Bart replied as he licked his popsicle.
"Oh yeah..."
Lisa glared at him. "Dad you're not even trying..."
"What?" Homer said licking an ice cream.
"Well since you're spoiling for tooth rotting frozen desserts, if anyone deserves a treat it's Hugo. He tried his best to behave today and not make laxatives out the vegetables again." Lisa ranted.
"I hate that little freak!" Homer snapped.
Later.
"Bart did you take out the rubbish like I asked?" Homer asked.
"Indeed I did." said Bart.
Homer goes into the kitchen to find the bin tipped over and rubbish everywhere as goats eat the garbage.
"D'oh!" said Homer.
"Hugo clean up Bart's mess!" Homer yelled at Hugo.
"Daaaad! That's not fair! Bart should clean this up! And why is there a goat in the kitchen?!" Lisa explained.
...
Later Bart is melting a James Bond toy in the microwave.
"Goodbye Mister Bond! Things are about to heat up!" said Bart turning on the microwave oven. "Mwuhahahaha!"
"Cooooool!" Oscar cooed watching the toy melt in the microwave.
"Bart! Come and watch this! It's about Itchy and Scratchy!" Lisa calls him. He runs in and watches TV.
Bart ran into the lounge.
Hugo was mopping up Bart's mess.
"You too Hugo. Lisa added.
"Bleh bleeeeeeh! Gargblablablblb!" said Hugo in gibberish.
"Um yes..." said Lisa.
There is a trailer for the new Itchy and Scratchy film.
"Cool!" Bart cheers.
One if the trailers is Itchy and Scratchy killing Hitler.
"Die you monster! Die!" Oscar cheered.
Then Itchy decapitating Scratchy.
Then Franklin D Roosevelt was um dancing a merry dance.
"Uh that's just blather-bosh! FDR couldn't even walk! He was confined to a wheelchair all his life!" Hugo ranted.
"Daaaaaad! Your deeply embarrassing secret keeps ruining cartoons by explaining facts!" Bart yelled.
"Hugo! Stop ruining cartoons with facts! They're supposed to be nonsense!" Homer yelled.
Hugo sulked.
Happy Little Elves was then put on. Because Maggie wanted to watch it.
"Hey!" Bart groaned.
It was another Curious Bear Cub episode.
"Bears are not bright green..." Hugo groaned.
...
Later that day Bart's supposed to be watching Maggie but is too busy watching cartoons.
Scratchy screams.
Bart slurped his Squishee.
Maggie crawls away, takes Marge's car keys and goes driving about town.
"Hey chief, there's a baby driving a car!" Eddie explains to Chief Wiggum.
"They grow up so fast..." Chief Wiggum comments while drinking his coffee.
Maggie drives past Homer.
"Maggie?! Doh!" Homer yells. Luckily Maggie sensibly parks the car and the airbag comes out. She hugs the airbag.
Later.
"Bart! Your sister could have been killed!" Marge yells.
"That's it! You are banned from seeing the Itchy and Scratchy movie!" Homer yells.
"No fair! I'm just a kid! I'm not responsible for a baby! I wish Oscar's social worker was here right now and heard everything!" Unfortunately he was holding the monkey paw. It grants his wish. Oscar's social worker is not impressed.
"Leaving a baby under the care of a minor? I'm not I pressed Mrs Simpson! I shall report you for this!"
"No please! Fine, you can go to your stupid movie! And we'll never ask you to help with Maggie ever again! For goodness sake Bart, you only had to watch her for a few seconds!" Marge yells.
"Ms Blackwell? What are you doing here." Oscar asked.
"I don't know, but have you been left to babysit a baby?"
"No, why'd you ask?" Oscar feigns ignorance. He comes back later without her.
"That was close, she's gone home." Oscar lied. "She has a point... And you are a mean tyrant for not letting Bart enjoy his movie!"
"Oz, All I asked is for Bart to keep an eye on his baby sister for a short while..." said Marge.
"Yeah Oz... don't be such a brat..." Lisa explained annoyed at him.
"Don't call me a brat! How would you like it if your Mom and Dad forbade you from watching the Moon Landing!" said Oscar.
"Such a situation wouldn't happen because I know to behave and do as I'm told..." said Lisa.
"I don't even like that Itchy and Mitchy cartoon! It's violent and a bad influence on Maggie! She attacked her father remember!?" said Marge.
"This is not up for discussion! Bart is seeing that movie! End of!" Oscar snapped.
Marge, Homer and Lisa huffed annoyed.
...
The next day Bart goes to watch his movie.
"Fine, but I'm not going to enjoy it. You are so horrible Bart!" Lisa yells as they go into the screen room where the film is being shown. She blanks him for the whole film.
Bart made a rude face at her.
"Hey you're too young to see-" said the usher but Oscar pointed a shotgun at him. "Never mind. Enjoy your movie!
Bart cooed in awe at the blood and gore. Itchy drove a steam train dressed as Casey Jones and ran over Scratchy.
"Cooooool!" said Bart.
Lisa angrily blanked Bart.
Oscar ate popcorn.
Itchy pulled Scratchy's heart out in a scene. Scratchy screamed.
"Kali ma! Kali ma shakti de! Kali maaaaaaa!" Oscar was uh acting like Mola Ram.
"Oz no... be cool..." Bart sighed.
Then Itchy shot Scratchy's legs to pieces with a machine gun.
Scratchy screamed.
Lisa covered her eyes in disgust.
Bart laughed at the violence.
Then It hey stuffed Scratchy head first into a steamboat's coal oven. Scratchy screamed a creepy loud Goofy holler.
Oscar yelped and retreated into his sweater.
"Oz?" Bart asked.
Plot 3They get home. Bart's family blank him.
"Ahem, Nelson's got a new BB gun, can I go out and play with him later?" Bart asks.
"If we said no you'd probably get us in trouble again so whatever. Do what you want..." Marge says coldly.
"Fine... it's not fun when you don't care..." Bart sulked.
Homer made a "He's crazy!" gesture.
Bart goes out to play with Nelson, but is bored the whole time.
"Why are you so bored?" Nelson asks.
"My Mom and Dad stopped caring." Bart replied.
"Oooh! I remember when my mom stopped caring, when the judge said we're trying you as an adult!" Nelson replies. Putting on a voice as the judge.
Bart sighed.
"Shoot that bird." said Nelson.
"No that's cruel." said Bart.
Nelson made chicken sounds.
"I'll shoot the bird..." said Oscar. He whipped out a large black handgun and fired off a few rounds.
Nelson whimpered. "Uh... good shot..."
Oscar put his gun away and went over to the bird to collect it. "It's just a smelly pigeon..."
"Anyhoo! Let's go to the arcade..." said Bart.
"I'd rather hawk expired mayonnaise at Skinner's house." said Nelson.
"Um I'd love to but I have to pop home for a minute..." said Oscar.
Bart wondered why but shrugged and went to the arcade.
Bart played Evil Grandma until he ran out of quarters.
He sighed.
...
Bart goes home to find Oscar throwing away his robot.
"She's a robot?!" Bart yells.
"Uh yeah..." Oscar says nervously.
"Thanks Oscar... now my parents hate me! And they won't stop me from doing something stupid that could get me seriously hurt or killed!"
"Well do something stupid then. Do us all a favour!" Oscar yells.
"Oscar wait!" Bart goes after him.
"What?!" Oscar yells.
"Let me ask you something. Would you rather have a minute of fun or friends forever?"
"FUUUUN!" Oscar yells.
"I was afraid you'd say that." Bart gulps. "But what if that fun hurts people or upsets them?"
"Bart, I don't go out to upset people. They bring it on themselves being difficult. All you're mom had to do was keep an eye on Maggie, like most responsible parents do! You're not a parent! You're not responsible for a baby!" Oscar storms off.
"Well Bart, you've got everything you ever wanted..." Bart goes inside solemnly...
"I can't believe he quoted Mudboy..." said Peter.
"Well Ozzy knows best! He knows Boss monsters are bad and must be stopped!" said Mudboy.
"Yeah but not by drowning them in quicksand Mudboy..." said Oscar.
The Simpson's trying time ignore Bart's bad behaviour and continuing their lives and letting him grow up a delinquent came home from the shops.
"We got beets!" said Lisa carrying a brown paper bag with beetroots inside.
Oscar furiously grabbed the bag and tossed them on the floor.
"Oscar!" Marge told him off.
"I hate beets and I hate you! I'm leaving!" He packed up his stuff and stormed off.
The Simpsons sighed.
"What else did you get dear?" Homer asked Marge.
"Some peas and carrots." said Marge cheering up because she was having a nice conversation with her husband whom she loved.
Hugo garbled in gibberish and took the carrots and peas.
"No Hugo! No making laxatives!" Marge told him off.
Bart winced. "I thought I did that."
"Oh please Bart, do you even know how to successfully synthesis the right chemicals from vegetables to create a simple laxative?" Lisa sighed.
"Um no..." said Bart.
"Well I don't do disruptive things like that and only other one smart enough is your evil attic dwelling twin whom we're not supposed to know about yet." said Lisa.
"Gimme that carrot you attic dwelling freak!" Homer took the vegetables from Hugo.
Later.
Homer went to the kitchen but heard strip tease music.
"Hmmm that's odd. Who's playing that music?" said Homer softly to himself. He went in there and gasped because The late Earl Warren was in there alive somehow and stripping off naked!
"Aaaaaaaagh! Earl Warren!" Homer screamed.
"I declare this court be sexy! Let's cool off honey... I'm hot..." said Earl Warren doing a strip tease.
Homer screamed.
Later at dinner.
Bart was playing up.
"Let's say grace..." said Homer.
"Okay. Rub a dub dub. Thanks for the grub!" said Bart. He then ate like a pig.
Homer growled.
Bart then flicked peas at Lisa.
"Ow! Mom! Bart's flicking peas!" Lisa whined.
"Bart stop that!" Marge told Bart off.
Hugo put a laxative he made from carrots and peas in Lisa's water. She drank it and suddenly needed the bathroom. "Oh! Can I be excused! Now please!" Lisa rushed off to the bathroom.
Hugo smirked.
"Oh Lord! What do I do!? My son's out of control!" Homer cried praying.
"DO YOUR JOB!" Dark Teddy yelled like Moxxie from Helluva Boss.
Homer winced.
...
At School.
"Mrs Krabappel, um our homework?" A small boy asked Mrs Krabappel.
"Oh yeah, do pages 25 to 27." said Mrs Krabappel.
Bart angrily got out a voodoo doll of the boy and stuffed pins into it.
"Ow!" The boy yelled.
Hugo was dissecting carrots and peas and mixing things into a chemistry beaker from test tubes.
"Hugo stop making laxatives..." Mrs Krabappel sighed.
Bart winced at his twin brother.
"Hugo maybe focus on your maths... It is very important we learn about Pythagoras" Martin sighed.
"You say tomato, I say Solanum Lycopersicum." said Hugo.
"Right that's it!" Nelson clonked Martin and Hugo on the head for being geeks.
"Ow!" Martin and Hugo groan. Rubbing their heads.
At recess the snooty rich girl wearing a dead ferret from Lisa's beauty pageant in Stupid Lisa Garbage Face was singing on the X day of Christmas.
"On the 2nd day of Christmas, you loathsome tramps gave to me... Two turtlenecks (She held up two woolly turtlenecks that she felt were tacky) Ew! Eww!"
"Right that's it! No one insults the turtleneck in front of me! Not even a girl!" Oscar lunged at her with Bart and Milhouse restraining him.
"Leggo!"
"No! Yiu can't afford another lawsuit!" Bart grunted.
At home.
The house was a lot calmer now Oscar was gone.
"Bart do you want to watch TV?" Homer asked.
"TV sucks!" Bart snapped.
Homer growled but tried to contain himself. "Look I know you're mad right now so I'll pretend I didn't hear that!" Homer snapped.
"You tried to ban me from a movie I really wanted to see!" Bart snapped.
"I was setting boundaries! You left your baby sister unattended to drive your mother's car about! She could have been killed!" Homer snapped. "And you got to see your poxy violent movie anyway!"
"Oscar's right! You're stifling me! I am sick of this house and I'm sick of you!" Bart snapped.
"Homer how would you like it if your dad barred you from watching the moon landing?!" Oscar snapped.
Homer imagines his dad watching the moon landing.
Young Homer was in his room listening to Yummy, Yummy, I've got love in my tummy! and singing along.
"Yummy, Yummy, I got love in my tummy!" He sang.
In the present Homer was still singing that song.
Oscar winced. "Nevermimd..."
Oscar and Bart go out to smash windows by throwing bricks through them.
"It's illegal for you to operate that class-9 vehicle without pads and a helmet." said Marge when Oscar went skateboarding without his helmet and pads.
Oscar stuck out his tongue at her and rode off to break more windows.
Marge grumbled annoyed.
One afternoon Oscar was playing with a slingshot.
"It's illegal for you to operate that class 3 firearm..." Marge frowned.
"Marge, it's not a firearm, it's a slingshot. This is a firearm." Oscar pulled out a handgun.
Marge gasped.
...
She decided Bart and Oscar needed to see Dr Marvin Monroe.
A magazine article in women's gossip magazine read. 'Since I started letting my 10-year-old swear our relationship is miles better' Bart's face lit up when he read it.
"Coooool!" He smirked reading it.
Marge grumbled as she snatched the magazine. Some mothers... they just shouldn't be... she thought angrily.
"Can I live with her?" Bart asked. "She's a cool mom."
"No!" Marge snapped.
Bart scowled.
A TV in the waiting room showed the following headlines.
"Tonight on "Eye on Springfield", we meet a man who's been hiccuping for 45 years!" said Kent.
"(hic) Kill me! (hic!) Kill me!" said a man hiccup.
Oscar laughed.
Marge sighed.
"Oscar how is that funny..."
"I dunno." said Oscar.
An albino family went in to see Dr Marvin Monroe.
Bart yawned.
Later...
"Dr Marvin Monroe will see you now Marge Simpson." said the secretary.
Marge took Bart and Oscar into his office.
Elsewhere at home.
Hugo was synthesising a laxative from his carrots again.
"Stop doing that!" Homer yelled.
Plot 4At school the bitchy posh girl wearing a dead ferret was annoyed another girl, who was a bit ditzy was wearing a shirt she liked.
"Is that my shirt? Take it off!" She yelled grabbing at the shirt the ditzy girl was wearing.
"I can't! Boys are watching!" the ditzy girl whined.
Milhouse wagged his eyebrows in an aroused manner.
"Ugh! Milhouse..." Lisa groaned in disgust.
"Stop! You're stretching it!" The ditzy girl cried.
Bart's intervention.
The Simpsons, Principal Skinner and Mrs Krabappel we're trying to explain Bart was bad.
"Bart has always been a bad student. He was even known to throw himself at someone when they asked if there is any homework" said Mrs Krabappel.
We cut to Mrs Krabappel's class.
A bell rings.
"Okay that's the end of the lesson class." said Mrs Krabappel.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Mrs Krabappel? What's our homework?" Martin asked.
Bart flew at him as if he had been thrown.
(Fighting sounds) Bart and Martin were in a fight cloud.
Back at the intervention.
"Bart's my best friend because he gave me the first cookie when we were raiding the cookie jar." Oscar stood up for Bart.
Bart smiled and blushed as he held Oscar's hand in a chummy manner.
Mrs Krabappel and Skinner sighed.
"I see..." said Dr Marvin Monroe.
...
At home Bart was ripping up the carpet.
"Bart why are you doing that?" Marge said sharply.
"Dunno. Probably don't like your choice of carpet..." said Bart.
Homer was sprawled across the couch watching the football and generally resembling a sloth.
"Homer J Simpson!" Marge snapped.
Homer was startled.
"Do you want Bart to grow up to be a male stripper or a justice of the Supreme Court?" Marge nagged.
"Hey don't I get a say on what I'll be when I'm older?" Bart asked.
Marge sighed. "Fine Bartholomew. What do you want to be? Stripper or a Supreme Court justice?"
"Well duh a stripper. I don't want to grow up stuffy and boring like Lisa." said Bart.
Marge seethed.
"That would be really, really hot... Mmmmmmm!" said Oscar aroused.
"Oz are you coming onto me?" Bart grimaced concerned.
"Homer we have to do something." Marge lamented.
"I know! We have Bart frozen in carbonite!" said Homer making silly suggestions.
"No Homer..."
"Send him and Oscar to Pleasure Island from Disney's Pinocchio where they can be delinquents and get turned into donkeys?" Homer suggested.
"No Homer..." Marge sighed.
"Come on Oz, I'm getting a headache getting yelled at here." said Bart heading off somewhere with Oscar.
"You were ripping up the carpet! How are you justified here?!" Marge yelled.
Bart sighed.
...
At second grade.
"Lisa your essay on Little House on the Prairie was amazing! Did you your father often read to you?" Miss Hoover asked Lisa.
"Well..." said Lisa.
We cut to Lisa as a baby sat on her dad's lap while he read a TV guide.
"18:00. Happy days. starring Henry Winkler as the Fonz. Fonzie decides to re-enrol at high school." said Young Homer reading the TV guide to baby Lisa.
In the present Lisa sighed.
In fourth grade.
"I've seen the Itchy and Scratchy Movie 13 times." said Milhouse.
"I've seen it 17 times!" said Nelson.
"I saw it last week. My goody two shoes sister was being a grouch through out the entire film just because Oscar threatened my parents into letting me see it. Apparently I have been misbehaving..." said Bart.
"You do misbehave! You disrupted an entire history lesson starting a paper plane fight!" Hugo ranted.
"Hey dork! Did you see the new Itchy and Scratchy movie?" Nelson asked Martin.
"No because I dislike mindless violence and I only watch what my mother approves of." said Martin reading a book.
"Get him!" Nelson yelled as everyone beats up Martin.
About 8 years in the past.
Baby Lisa toddled about in her diaper thinking about Henry Winkler.
"Oh goo goo! Now I can only think about Henry Winkler and I've forgotten what a triangle is! Thanks a lot Dad!" She thought internally.
She didn't get very far before being hoisted up in the paws of a cartoon bear with purple and green fur and a big wet shiny purple nose. The bear grinned as he stared at the diaper clad infant.
Lisa wriggled about.
The cartoon bear started sniffing her diaper with his big wet shiny purple nose. Lisa winced as his wet slimy nose pressed against her diaper.
...
"Oz can you not go on about cartoon shiny nosed bear cubs sniffing people?!" Bart groaned at home.
Homer was going on about Earl Warren being a stripper.
"Homer Earl Warren wasn't a stripper..." Marge sighed.
"But when he retired they replaced him with a burger..." said Oscar looking demented.
In the bad future where Bart hasn't seen the movie that is not in my canon! A guy ordered this from the snack shop at the cinema.
"One Soylent Green please."
"SOYLENT GREEN IS PEOPLE! SOYLENT GREEN IS PEOPLE!" Oscar screamed.
Grown up Bart winced.
Fortunately he got to see his movie.
Lisa sighed wondering what Oscar was thinking. Then she remembered he was a telepath. She put her hands on his temples and found his mind was open to reading still. He was thinking about her as a baby wearing a diaper being held and sniffed by a goofy cartoon bear with a big wet shiny purple round nose.
Lisa winced.
Oscar noticed her reading his mind.
"So you just decided to read my thoughts?"
Lisa stammered internally as he yelled via telepathy at her for reading his mind.
"Get out of my head!" Oscar yelled via telepathy.
He squirmed away from her.
"Don't do that! My thoughts are private!" Oscar yelled.