Simpsons Holiday Humdinger It's the late Christmas holidays leading up to New year. Bart is really naughty and ruins another of Lisa's diaromas so Homer proposes a new punishment. Instead of sending Bart to his room, he sends him to the attic. Whilst up there Bart bonds with Hugo who is still bearing some cruelty from Homer.
Plot
It's late December and the Simpsons are having family around. So that means dressing nice and making an extravagant dinner of blinding overglazed hams, tofurky for Lisa and pie etc.
"And Hugo has to be in bed by six!" Homer insisted because he was being a jerk in this episode.
"No fair!" said Hugo.
"Go to your room!" Homer yelled.
Hugo stomped off to his room.
"Homer! He hasn't done anything wrong..." Marge nagged while Lisa was enjoying Tofurky.
"Apart from cause me embarrassment and get me labeled worst father ever! Oh I can hear the jeers now! Oh look it's the guy with Siamese twins! It's the guy with one badly behaved brat and one psycho! Oh-" Homer ranted.
"Homer! Stop this at once! I wish Oscar was here to scare some sense into you!" Marge yelled.
"Well he's spending tonight playing his new games all night." said Bart. "He's probably gonna have them all finished by the new year again..."
Oscar was at his uncle's flat playing video games.
"Well, we have a Christmas Eve dinner to cook. I better get to the kitchen." said Marge. She went to the kitchen from the lounge.
Hugo was in his attic laboratory experimenting when Bart went to see him.
"I'm sorry Dad's being a real jerk. He's like that with me all the time. You get used to it." said Bart.
"Apart from throttling you I highly doubt he's done worse than what his done to me..." said Hugo.
"Kept you locked in the attic and fed you only fish heads?" Bart asked. "He once took me to a dog groomer to get my haircut and I came home with bows in my hair..." said Bart recalling a time Homer took him to a dog groomer.
"Bart this isn't a competition..." said Hugo, "now pipe down! I'm trying to synthesise dinosaur DNA from this fossilized mosquito trapped in amber to bring back dinosaurs!"
"You're nuts! You're insane!" Bart yelled.
"Flattery will get you nowhere..." Hugo said with a smirk and adjusting his glasses.
"Uh..." Bart tried to reply.
"Just because I'm kooky doesn't mean I'm not a genius..." said Hugo experimenting. "I don't just come up with wild ideas of the sci fi/giant monster kind. I know what's scientifically possible... And I read up on it."
"You can't seriously expect to be able to bring back dinosaurs..." said Bart.
"Of course I can... Here's the research papers and diagrams..." Hugo handed him some boring papers on science barf and nerdy stuff.
"No way! Get that nerd barf away from me! I'll take your word for it..." said Bart pushing the papers away. "Okay but what about the morals about doing that?" Bart asked.
"I have no morals..." said Hugo.
"I was afraid you'd say that..." said Bart. "Being kept up here all these years, I wonder where you go to the bathroom?"
"Trust me," Hugo answered. "You don't want to know."
...
Marge needs Bart for something. "Where's that boy... Bart I need you to open the cranberry jelly and put it in the fridge to set..."
Bart came down to do just that.
"Uh, where's the can opener again?" Bart asked.
"It's in he right hand drawer. No the other right..." said Marge. Bart is looking in the wrong drawer.
"Got it. Now what?" Bart asked holding the can opener.
"Now open the can..." said Marge.
Bart tried to but the can opener wouldn't budge.
"Mom. It's not working. Mom it's broken," Bart explained. He starts singing "Mom it's broken!" to the Simpsons theme.
"Mmmmm! You've probably got it on the wrong way again..." said Marge undoing the can for him.
Bart poured the cranberry jelly on a plate. "Ah. Cranberry ala Bart." said Bart. He left the jelly.
"Now put it in the fridge before it Collapses..." said Marge. However Bart was long gone and the jelly collapsed. "Bart? Bart?!" He didn't answer her.
Bart has gone off to watch Christmas cartoons like Rocky and Bullwinkle.
Rocky and Bullwinkle were singing Capetown races sing this song! Doo dah! Doo dah! In squeaky voices.
Bart laughed as he watched the cartoon.
At his uncle's flat Oscar was bored because his uncle was taking drugs again. He had a common problem with funny Greek Angelos Epiphemo who was having Christmas dinner with just his Indian friend Sanjib because his Nan was back on the heroin again.
However Angelos was dangerously under cooking turkey by letting it swim in kettle water in the sink with a balloon shoved up its butt.
He tried to explain about parsnips but kept calling them arse lips and Nazis so he decided to settle for white carrots.
Then Sanjib was astonished he was trying to serve conkers because he wanted to do a Nigella thing with chestnuts.
"That's Sweet chestnuts not horse chestnuts you Greek fool! Are you trying to poison us!" Oscar yelled and stormed off.
At the Simpsons house. More funny or just plain weird news headlines from Kent Brockman.
"Archaeological Dig Uncovers Ancient Race Of Skeleton People!" said Kent.
"Cooooool!" said Oscar cooing exciting.
Homer screamed.
Bart grimaced.
"In any case, there is strong evidence that the Power of Greyskull played a significant role in the defeat of the skeleton people." Kent continued.
"Cooooool!' Oscar cooed.
Bart sighed.
"In other news, the war in Bosnia takes a turn for the worse as bears attack both sides indiscriminately!" We hear bears roaring and men screaming.
Oscar laughed hysterically.
"Okay that's it! Why do we watch channel 6 news?! It's hosted by a right screwball!" Bart ranted.
"Because I like this news channel now shut it!" Homer snapped.
...
Oscar then got a ride back to his uncle's apartment. Uncle Buck Tamaki was still coming down from an afternoon of smoking weed.
Oscar sighed exasperated and left with Marge and Homer.
Meanwhile Lisa was building another diorama and showing it off to Mom.
"Oh it's lovely dear." said Marge.
"I just hope Bart doesn't ruin it this year..." said Lisa working at the dining room table.
Suddenly Stitchface, the football went flying into her diorama. Smooshing it with a sickening crunch.
"Baaaaaart!" Lisa screamed angrily.
"Oops." Bart replied.
Homer and Marge were very cross with Bart.
"It was an accident!" Bart explained.
"That's it! Go to-" Homer yelled.
"My room?" Bart asked.
"No! Your room is full of toys! Go to the attic! If you're still alive and Freaky hasn't performed any experiments on you then you may come down and apologize to your sister!" Homer yelled.
Bart found this odd but complied.
"Homer!" Marge nagged.
"What?!" Homer whined like a kid.
Bart went to the attic to find Hugo getting ready for bed.
"Okay you little weird monster, time for bed as I told you..." came Homer's voice. "If you're not in bed by the time I get up there..."
Bart watched as Hugo got in a big rabbit cage and tucked himself under his blanket.
"Don't you have any jammies?" Bart asked.
"No. Just the same shirt and shorts I've worn my entire life..." said Hugo sad.
Bart felt very sorry for him. However he couldn't do much while everyone was mad at him for ruining Lisa's stupid diorama.
He sighed. He glanced over at Hugo who was now fast asleep.
Oscar's room. Oscar and Teddy, his living teddy bear creature are playing a retro arcade shooter. Um... Centipede probably.
"Obliterate them! With PIE!" said Teddy shooting at the Centipedes.
Oscar grimaced exasperated at Teddy.
Teddy got up.
"Hey, where you going?" Oscar asked.
"I'm thirsty. Getting a drink." said Teddy.
"NOT FROM THE TOILET AGAIN!" Oscar yelled.
Oscar sighed then had a verbal tic. "DONKEY RHUBARB!"
"Oz stop yelling random things..." Lisa groaned.
"Actually that was an Aphex Twin song..." said Hugo from the attic.
...
Lisa was crying over her diorama again and Marge was comforting her.
"Why is Bart such a jerk?!" Lisa sobbed.
"Hmmmmmm! There there dear..." Marge comforted her.
Oscar rolled his eyes and went to the kitchen or somewhere.
"Actually I'm going to the CGI realm behind the bookcase..." said Oscar.
Eventually everyone came round. To Homer's annoyance Marge invited her sisters Patty and Selma and her mom. Grampa invited himself.
Homer sighed as Patty and Selma once again insulted him.
"Who invited the Sasquatch?!" said Patty insulting Homer.
Marge was vexed because yet again Patty and Selma brought food because her turkey was a little dry.
"My turkey is not dry!" Marge ranted.
"Lisa sweetie help your tired aunts put the dishes on the table." said Selma. "Here's the stuffing."
Lisa politely took the stuffing to the table.
"And here's my famous trout Alimonde." said Patty.
"Eeeeeew!" Homer groaned.
"Where's Bart?" Patty asked.
"Oh he did a very bad thing and broke Lisa's diorama so I sent him to the attic without dinner." said Homer.
This information seriously pissed off Oscar. Enough was enough!
"Right, that's it!" He shouted, as he slammed his mug down onto the table. He has a mug for some reason?! "You know full well by now that punishing someone by depriving them of food is not a sanction! It's child abuse and endangerment! You march right them stairs and bring Bart and Hugo down for dinner or so God help me I'm reporting your ass to social services again right now!"
Homer growled and muttered under his breath as he went upstairs to get Bart and Hugo.
Bart and Hugo joined the family for dinner. Hugo was eating his napkin again...
"Mom... Hugo's eating his napkin..." Lisa sighed.
Everyone laughed.
No one wanted to try Patty's home made trout dish from a French recipe.
"Come kids, try some..." Patty served the kids some of her trout dish.
"Aunt Patty, I'm vegetarian now..." said Lisa.
"Um, trouts a vegetable dear." said Patty.
Bart smelt the horrible dish. It stank as bad as it might taste and as bad as it looked. "Ugh!"
Hugo smelt it. Oh well, fish is fish. He tried some then spat it out in disgust. "Bleh! Ptooie!"
"Hugo!" Marge scolded him for being rude about Patty's dish. Patty cried.
Oscar did not want his trout. He sneakily fed it to his teddy bear creature Teddy. Bears eat fish.
However even Teddy found it disgusting and spat it out.
"Homie! Someone ate all the dessert in the house!" Marge yelled.
"WHAAAAAAT?!" Homer yelled.
"Why is everyone looking at me...?" Oscar whined as everyone looked at him.
And so Homer went out to get desserts.
"He's getting his just desserts... Gahahahaha!" Oscar laughed.
"Oz you are not funny..." Bart sighed.
Plot 2
Oscar would soon get even more furious when Bart explained Hugo had no spare clothes apart from the tattered clothes he was already wearing...
Oscar stormed off down the attic ladder with a face like thunder.
"Wait! I'm not exactly fashion conscious... A few new rags here and there suits me just fine..." said Hugo.
"Hey. A little fashion never hurt anyone." said Bart.
"I'll find something that suits you Hugo." said Oscar grinning.
Homer whined as Oscar took him clothes shopping at gun point to a kids' clothing store.
"I just got back with the desserts!"
They arrive at a kid's clothes store.
Hugo felt spoiled and needed Bart to show him what basic essentials he needed. Such as shirts, jeans, formalwear, ties, shorts, shoes, socks, jumpers, sweaters, underwear, pajamas etc.
However he was strangely and violently opposed to wearing shoes and socks as he was accustomed to being barefoot his whole life.
"Ow! Fine... no new shoes then..." Bart sighed as Hugo threw a shoe at him.
At Home Lisa was still miserable over her diorama which she had worked hard for with a labor of love. She had poured her very heart and soul to create her diorama to make is special and unique.
Once Homer and the boys got home. It was time for Hugo to be sad. Oscar found him tearful.
"He must have suffered so much... It took me months of keeping him in rehabilitation to get him to stop biting me..." said Oscar showing off some bite marks on his arm.
Bart for once tried to be nice to Hugo for once. He had his hand on his shoulder in a friendly manner while talking.
"We're like two bad seeds, seeds of evil... bwuhahahaha!"
"Oh I suddenly want to play Turok 2: Seeds of Evil!" said Oscar.
Bart winced.
Hugo still looked miserable. He thought long and hard over how badly he was treated. Even today he had it rough.
"Look Hugo, I spent the best part of visiting you in rehabilitation trying to ask you what happened to you but you spent the first few years growling and attacking me like a caged animal. And when you finally started speaking it was just you going on about trying to sew yourself and Bart back together..." said Oscar.
He tried to hold Hugo's hand in comfort but Hugo shied away from him. Something Oscar did scared him as he saw Hugo's big sad eyes full of tears. Oscar sighed as he felt bad for Hugo. He looked his friend up and down. Hugo's hair was starting to get long and he had a little mullet. Oscar tried not to smirk and ruin the somber mood as he looked at Hugo's cute big buck teeth, one either side of his mouth sticking out. Just like Dale's from Disney's Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers.
"Stop comparing me to Dale from Chip N Dale..." Hugo said annoyed as he rolled his eyes.
"Boys don't wander off during dinner! Oscar you've barely touched your vegetables!" said Marge nagging.
Oscar sighed. He went downstairs followed by Bart and Hugo.
Marge got out the blinding glazed ham that she put too much honey glaze on so it blinded everyone.
"MY EYES! I'M BLIND!" Oscar screamed.
Marge sighed. Everyone groaned from the glare of the over glazed ham.
...
Eventually everyone went home. Jacqueline and Abe wanted to get home as fast as possible to watch Matlock.
"Matlooooock!" Grampa yelled as the bouviers drove him and Jacqueline to the old folks home.
Homer Marge sighed as they drove off.
Marge cleared up after dinner. She heard a cacophony in the lounge. Oscar and Homer were fighting. Obviously Homer had upset him over Hugo again.
"Teddy, don't eat this pie." She said to Teddy.
"I'll eat it... FOR I LIKE PIE!" said Teddy, Oscar's living teddy bear creature.
We cut to Oscar and Homer fighting violently in the lounge.
"Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!" Marge turned the lights on and off rapidly to stop them.
"Mooooom... that's very annoying..." Bart sighed.
"I think it's cool! I like switching the lights on and off rapidly!" said Oscar.
Bart glared at Oscar exasperated with his obsession with playing with the lights.
"I've never been so embarrassed since that Thanksgiving dinner. But this is worse! Far worse! All I wanted was a dinner without fights or broken dioramas! Is that too much to ask?" Marge ranted.
"Look I'm sorry Marge if Bart had misbehaved... He didn't think tell me that..." said Oscar. "But I'm pretty fed up right now over how your husband is treating his son Hugo..." said Oscar.
"He's not my son!" Homer yelled. "I only have three children!"
"He's your son!" Oscar yelled loudly.
Homer grumbled annoyed.
They bickered until Marge yelled for them to stop and sit in mediation away from each other.
"If anyone wants me I'll be on the roof playing with all the toys that got stuck up there." said Bart. He did just that. Like in Bart vs. Thanksgiving he was on the roof playing with a football he found up there when he heard Lisa crying from a chimney spout that fed into the air vent of her room. He spoke down it to talk with her.
"Hey Sis Sobsalot..."
"Bart... are you on the roof again..." Lisa asked.
"Maybe..." said Bart.
The lounge. Homer and Oscar sat in opposite corners away from each other in time out.
"This is ridiculous Marge! I'm a grown man!"
"Well you're acting like a big kid right now over this Hugo business!" Marge yelled.
"Okay fine! Bart is now Siamese twins! He's a pair of circus freaks!" Homer ranted.
"And don't call our boys freaks!" Marge nagged.
"Why am I being punished? Your husband is being a jerk towards Hugo!" Oscar ranted sat in a corner.
"Ok! Ok! Fine... I'll make it up to you... do you like brownies?" Marge sighed.
"Are they gonna be made from brownies?!" Oscar asked. There's silence. "Oh yeah... you call the latter Girl Scouts... damn American terminology..."
Marge sighed exasperated.
Elsewhere Bart and Hugo were in Bart's room playing Bonestorm.
Hugo wearing a pink shirt glanced at the video game controller confused.
"The joystick moves your character. A is jump, B is kick, C is punch." said Bart.
...
Meanwhile Oscar has gotten rid of Hugo's cage and got him a simple canvas bed.
Hugo was pleased with it and started to open up to human contact. However Oscar was wary of him because the last time he tried to hold his hand Hugo bit his arm repeatedly.
Instead he sat on one of the wooden crates.
"So... What's your favourite film Hugo?" Oscar asked.
"Film?" Hugo asked.
Oscar tried to explain what a film is. Once he did he started suggesting films he'd like. "I bet... You'd like... Human Centipede..." Oscar smirked. Hey, he wants to sew himself and Bart together...
Bart came up.
"So Hugo hasn't tried to experiment on you yet?" asked Bart. Oscar shook his head. "Anyway Mom's making family make up sandwiches again. For everyone. So get your butts downstairs."
"Okay but no freaky nightmarish dream sequences like last Thanksgiving." said Oscar referring to Bart's imagination spot of evil versions of his family blaming him for everything.
"It's your fault I'm old!" said nightmare Grampa.
"It's your fault America is in trouble!" said Uncle Sam.
"It's your fault I can't talk!" said Nightmare Maggie.
Oscar screamed when he saw the nightmarish versions of the Simpsons.
Like at the end of Bart vs Thanksgiving, the family were eating baguette style sandwiches or hoagies.
"Back in my day, we called sandwiches 'Flat Freddy', it cost four playing cards a bite." said Grampa. He came over after Matlock for sandwiches.
Homer groaned flustered by his ridiculous stories.
After sandwiches Hugo was in a better mood. Unfortunately when he was in a good mood he was psychotic... He was getting thoughts about sewing himself and Bart together again. Bart was scared during Oscar's photo sessions as Hugo forced him to smile while grinning wickedly.
Then Hugo went out in the snow in his bare feet.
"Hugo put some shoes on!" Marge told him to wear shoes.
Hugo growled in gibberish and went inside.
"Do as you're told!" Homer yelled.
"No Dad! Bleh!" Hugo said sticking out his tongue.
"You are not my son!" Homer yelled.
"Yes I am, Daddy!" Hugo snapped.
"No you're not! We were only supposed to have Bart!"
Hugo cried feeling unwanted.
"Homer! At least he behaves! And calls you Dad!" Marge snapped.
"Bart's just playing..." Homer smirked.
"No he's not! He has no respect for you! At least Hugo understands you're his father even if he is mad at you right now. At least he is mad at you for a reason! Unlike Bart!"
"Hey! I can be mad at Dad for a good reason!" said Bart.
Homer scoffed.
"You're really starting to tick me off old man!" Oscar seethed.
...
Oscar was looking at Hugo fan art on Deviant Art.
"Why am I skipping like a fruit?!" Hugo asked as an artist had made him look really gay and skipping in a gay manner while holding a needle and thread.
"I dunno." said Oscar.
Hugo was standing over him.
"There's tentacle porn on here too." said Oscar smirking.
"No! Do not go on that! Especially not on my computer!" Hugo said sharply.
Bart came up. "What do you see in Hugo..."
"I feel sorry for him. He's been treated badly by your dad." said Oscar.
Bart sighed.
"But he's evil!"
"He turned out to be the good twin though!" said Oscar.
Bart and Oscar were looking about when Bart found a bottle of chloroform and a cloth. He screamed frightened. They were obviously left there on a crate by Hugo for when he has the opportunity to subdue Bart.
Hugo smirked wickedly at him.
Oscar winced baffled at Hugo.
Bart was going through all the old junk. "So that's where my frisbee ended up..."
Hugo sighed. "You never check your own attic?"
"Nope, Dad forbade all of us from going up here. Probably to hide you." said Bart.
"Make's sense." said Hugo. "Now lay on the pool table."
"Hugo no! Not this again!" Oscar sighed.
"You stay out of this! You can't possibly understand that I went mad after they separated me from my twin!" Hugo snarled.
Down in the lounge. Grampa was telling stupid stories again.
"There I was surrounded by Tojo and his Nazi henchmen when one of them, a raccoon as I recall, hits me with a banjo. Now, I never reasoned with a raccoon before, let alone a Nazi one, so I..."
"Omg! Bert no! Why did you become a Nazi!" Oscar cried.
Bert Raccoon from The Raccoons was baffled.
"And then that's when I invented Confucianism." Grampa continued.
The Simpsons gawked at him.
"Then the Kaiser stole my saltwater taffy!" Grampa seethed.
"Okay that's it! Let's get you home old timer..." said Homer fed up with his ridiculous stories.
Up in the attic Hugo had tied Bart to the pool table.
"I'll scream!" Bart frowned.
Hugo stuck some thick grey tape over his mouth.
Bart muffled annoyed.
Plot 3
Christmas morning came, and the family plus Oscar gathered together to open Christmas presents.
Hugo tried to eat the Christmas decorations. Ie the tinsel.
"Hugo stop trying to eat the tinsel!" Homer yelled.
"What did you kids get?" Marge asked.
"Yay! A new encyclopedia set!" Lisa cried out with joy. "A pony figurine set, a new thesaurus, a microscope, a yellow sweater..."
"Coal..." muttered Homer.
"I think that was Bart's present." said Marge.
Bart bursted into tears and cried and ran off.
"Oh look what you did?!" Oscar snapped. "You gave him a complex that he's always naughty!"
"He is always naughty and badly behaved!" said Marge.
Oscar stormed off. "And that is really cruel not giving a child presents but coal for being naughty!"
Bart was in his room sobbing.
Oscar came in.
"Look I'm sorry about your parents monstrous behaviour this morning. I got you a present." Oscar gave him a small Christmas present.
"Is it a rocket launching motorcycle?" Bart asked eagerly.
"Does it look like w rocket launching motorcycle..." Oscar rolled his eyes. It was a video game of some kind.
"Well thanks pal." Bart hugged him.
"Well now I'm off to check on Hugo." said Oscar.
Hugo was in the attic growling and moaning in a creepy manner. Bart was frightened and shivering.
"That scares you?! I think that beastly growling is adorable!" Oscar cooed.
Hugo rolled his eyes at Oscar. "Oz is everything adorable to you?!"
"Well no. Sadly." said Oscar.
"Well the time machine is ready. Why do you need it?" Hugo asked.
"To stop your suffering and cruel imprisonment up here." said Oscar.
Hugo cried and hugged Oscar.
"There there..." said Oscar hugging him.
He let Oscar go. Oscar went in the time machine and travelled back to shortly after Bart and Hugo were born.
"Hugo do you think that's wise to let him change the past? What if we end up ruled by alligator men? Or end up with a cousin Oliver?" Bart asked.
"Who broke this vase? Was it you cousin Oliver?" Marge was cross someone broke a vase.
"No the floor did!" said Cousin Oliver.
Everyone laughed.
"Hey guys!" said Hugo coming into the kitchen.
"Get back in the garage Freak! Come on!" Homer yelled poking Hugo with a broom.
"Ow! Ngh! Hey! Ow! I just! Ow!" Hugo whined.
"STOP THAT! LEAVE HIM ALONE!" A demonic Oscar yelled.
...
Hugo was working in his laboratory in the attic when Cousin Oliver from the Brady Bunch came in looking about.
"Ooooooh!" said Cousin Oliver.
"Oliver! Get out of my laboratory!" Hugo yelled like Dexter.
"Hey! Nothing in this house is yours freak! And don't yell at Oliver! We love him more!" Homer yelled.
In the past Oscar arrived when Hugo was born. Dr Hibbert had surgically separated the twins and gave Baby Bart to his parents. He pondered what to do with baby Hugo.
"He was too crazy for Boys Town... Too much of a boy for Crazy Town!" said Dr Hibbert as Hugo winced and fidgeted in his crib.
"Crazy town! Crazy town!" Oscar yelled madly. "And a clown with no head!"
Homer wondered why there was a young boy screaming in the ward for.
"Homer I love both our babies! But if you don't want Hugo we'll have him adopted by a loving family that does want him!" said Marge.
Homer screamed because Baby Bart set fire to his tie.
"He did that deliberately!"
"How?! He's only ten minutes old!" said Marge.
"Well Adoption takes time and money to find an orphanage that will..." said Dr Hibbert.
"Oh no! I'm not made of money! Hugo can live in the attic!" said Homer.
"No! Homer that's cruel!" said Marge. "I want to love both my little boys!"
Oscar looked eagerly.
"But none of those headless clown things..." said Marge.
"Headless clown! HEADLESS CLOWN!" Oscar screamed.
In the present Homer sighed as he cleaned up the vase Cousin Oliver broke.
"Mom got you tidying up now Homeboy?" Bart smirked.
"Grrrrr! Now you know that's insolent! Only grown ups call me Homer! You call me Dad or even Daddy!" said Homer.
"Okay homer." said Bart.
Homer growled. Bart laughed at him getting annoyed so easily. "Daddy!"
"Homer!"
"Daddy!"
"Homer!"
"Daddy!"
"Da da da, Domer!" Bart tricked him and laughed.
Homer growled and strangled Bart.
Bart wheezing and gasping as Homer chokes him.
...
Oscar's changes in the past didn't appear to be helping Hugo as all that happened were the Simpsons finding the headless corpses of clowns strewn over the house.
"And there's a new taquito at Krusty burger called the clown taquito..." said Bart.
"It won't sell very well while the Kosher Kristmas turkey burger is still on the menu..." said Homer.
It was soon Boxing Day. For the Simpsons that meant taking unwanted or broken presents back to the shops and leftovers for dinner.
For Oscar, who popped home. It meant watching the boxing.
"Boxing day..." said Oscar. He was watching Muhammad Ali fighting Oscar De La Hoyer. Yes I know they can't fight because they're in different weight categories...
Bart groaned.
Then Oscar suggested British Christmas dinner.
"First course, prawn cocktail." said Oscar writing something.
"Nuh uh..." said Bart.
"Why not?" Oscar asked.
"Because I'm allergic to shrimp!" said Bart.
Oscar found his drafts of this episode. "Baby Hugo playing Jumanji... What was I thinking?!"
Nine years ago in the attic Baby Hugo wearing just a diaper found a board game called Jumanji. Apparently he lives in the attic of Peter and Judy's mansion or the Simpsons borrowed it.
"In the jungle you must wait, until the dice land on five or eight."
He was sucked into the game.
Baby Hugo soon got grabbed by monkeys and they took him off somewhere. Wherever it was was in the trees where he was handed over to a big silverback gorilla that decided to raise Hugo as his own.
The gorilla was dangling Hugo by his diaper. Hugo decided then to mess his diaper. Splat! The gorilla grimaced as he held the stinky boy out in front of him as Hugo was in the Gorilla's strong arms wearing a stinky diaper as he peed.
In the present Bart and Hugo argued.
"Daddy!" (Hugo)
"Homer!" (Bart)
"Daddy!"
"Homer!"
"Daddy!"
"Homer!"
"Stop arguing! You're brothers! You have to look after each other! Like Gilbert and his disabled brother." said Marge.
Bart imagines Gilbert grape and his family as squirrels.
Arnie was chewing on the pylon wires.
The dad explained to Gilbert, Arnie wasn't supposed to chew on the wires.
Arnie then swung from the curtains until Gilbert told him off. Mama squirrel then told him off for yelling at Arnie.
...
"Bart stop thinking about mentally handicapped squirrels... Now I need to come up with an off the wall random character other than Hoju the homosexual Jew and Gamblor..." said Oscar.
"No...!" Bart whined.
"D'oh! Hehehe! I meant to text Lenny to watch the Oprah Winfrey show but I accidentally typed Okra Winfrey! Hehehehe!" Homer laughed.
"Eureka! I got it! Oprah Winfrey as Okra Winfrey! A sentient okra with arms and legs! Thanks Homer!" said Oscar,
Bart face palmed.
Okra Winfrey, Oprah as a giant walking okra pod arrived.
...
Sometime later before dinner Oscar and Homer were arguing. Probably because Homer was picking on Hugo again.
"Listen here you little brat!" Homer yelled.
"No you listen here! You're horrible to poor Hugo! He's your son, whether you like it or not!" Oscar yelled.
The argument got heated. And Homer strangling Oscar.
"Dad no! Don't do that other people's kids!" Bart yelled.
"Guys stop bickering! It's making Hugo cry!" said Lisa.
"It is?" Oscar asked concerned.
While they were arguing Hugo sat on the steps crying.
"Awwww! Poor Hugh-gy..." said Oscar.
Hugo sobbed.
They agreed to mediate to avoid upsetting Hugo.
"Also I'm upset because Dad yelled at for what I did to the giant stone Olmec head in the attic." said Hugo.
"What did you do to X'lllapakettle?' Oscar asked unable to pronounce the stone head's name right.
"I added some modifications..." said Hugo. "I'll show you."
In the attic. Hugo has installed a door in the giant stone Olmec head Mr Burns gave them and when he went inside it was obvious he was operating a computer console and pulling levers. Suddenly xtapolatapokettle's mouth opened and if fired a huge ass kamehameha beam of destruction.
"Coooooool!" said Oscar.
"You know what cheers me up? Family Christmas photos!" said Marge.
Everyone groaned.
Everyone was in the lounge getting ready. Bart and Lisa argued over a spot on the couch.
"My spot!"
"No mine!"
"Stop arguing!" Homer snapped.
Marge put a tacky festive sweater on Hugo. He frowned.
"Everyone smile." said Marge with a camera.
"How can I smile with missing teeth..." said Hugo sad showing his Dale/Reuben from Lilo and Stitch buck teeth.
"I'm sure you can, now have a sandwich Reuben..." said Oscar with a sandwich.
"Stop calling me Reuben or Dale or Hippoface on the account of my two overbiting teeth..." Hugo sighed.
"Smile for the camera everyone!" said Marge.
Photos were taken. Most of them involved Bart pulling faces or Homer strangling Bart.
Once Marge had let everyone go off to do their own things. Hugo went up to the attic, took off the ugly, itchy sweater and read fantasy novels. Right now he was reading Lord of the Rings.
"And after the Watcher in the water retreated, Aragorn, Legolas etc entered the dwarven city of Moria." Hugo read the book.
"Moria the Ancient one!" Oscar yelled.
"No Oz! Moria the ancient dwarven city! Stop going on about The Never Ending Story!" Hugo sighed exasperated with Oscar interrupting him with his reading.
Oscar sat bored.
"Look Oz... I really appreciate you standing up for me and ending my Dad's regime of neglect and abuse upon me. I probably would have died hadn't it been for you reporting him to the authorities. I thank you. And once again I'm sorry I bit you a few weeks back."
That's okay Hugey." said Oscar. Oscar squealed "Hugey!" Like he would squeal Dolpha or Spotty ball! At dolphins and soccer balls with pentagons on them respectively.
Plot 4
In the past Oscar sent Baby Hugo to Jumanji and filling up his quota of pages for the episode reciting the Jumanji movie but with baby Hugo interacting with the jungle hazards.
Baby Hugo swatted the mosquitoes with a mallet, squashing them.
Oscar then caused a paradox, or screwed with time and space that resulted in the present Simpsons and the past Simpsons from shortly after Bart and Hugo were born meeting.
"Oz what did you do?!" Lisa yelled.
"Broke time and space..." said Oscar as if it was normal to do that.
Hugo and Baby Hugo were examining each other.
Bart and Baby Bart were in hysterics from their worst fears making a cameo. Because Oscar borrowed Scarecrow's fear gas.
"Nyaaaaaagh! Sideshow Bob!" Bart screamed. Hallucinating Sideshow Bob. Bob was menacingly lunging a knife at him.
"Aaaaaaa! Cloooooowns!" Baby Bart yelped.
"Hey! Clowns aren't scary! They are cool! Well Krusty is cool. I'm a little creeped out by other clowns. What a diaper baby..." Bart replied, teasing his past self.
"I dun wike clowns because of my scawy clown bed!" Baby Bart replied. "You big meany!"
Hysterical, mad laughter rang out as Dr Demento appeared in the illusions and the clowns and Bob faded for the moment.
"Aaaaaaaagh! Dr Demento!" Bart screamed.
Baby Bart grimaced, confused by his older self being scared of the strange man in a top hat singing about fish heads.
"Fish heads?! Aaaaaaagh! Hugo!" Both Barts screamed as Hugo appeared in the hallucinations holding a plate of fish heads and a glass of milk.
"Uh... okay..." said Homer.
But we're not done with the fears!
After Baby Bart witnessed clowns and Hugo. Another fear appeared. The boogeyman. A shadowy figure of a monster flexing his claws with yellow eyes appeared.
"Aaaaaagh! Boogeyman!" Baby Bart screamed.
Homer shot the boogeyman with his pump action shotgun.
"Dad! You just killed the Boogeyman!" said Lisa.
"How did he do that if the boogeyman was just an illusion..." Hugo asked.
So the fear gas generated another fear for Baby Bart. The Curious green bear cub from Happy Little Elves.
"The dorky bear from the Crappy Little Dorks?! How is that scary?!" Bart asked yelling.
Baby Bart shook like a leaf as the curious bear cub sniffed his diaper with his big wet shiny green nose.
"Okay because that bear cub is a freaky weirdo. That's understandable..." said Bart.
"It's cute." Oscar cooed.
The cartoon green bear cub was still sniffing baby Bart's diaper.