'''Sheepless in Seattle''' Homer giggles. "Seattle..."
When Marge throws away Maggie's pacifier and Homer gets her a new squeaky toy to pacify her until he can buy another pacifier. He is kept up all night by the squeaky toy. Dr Payne prescribes some sleeping pills but Homer sleep walks during the night doing silly things. Marge tries locking him in but Bart helps Zombie Homer escape so he can have some fun and they end up crashing into Little Bo Peep's sheep farm causing all the sheep to escape.
== Plot ==
Marge is doing the spring cleaning one afternoon when the mailman arrives. Marge collects the mail,
"Hmmmm... Bill, bill, final Debt arrears..., Death threat from Sideshow Bob... Oh! A motherhood Magazine written by Larry Flynt!" said Marge. She read the magazine.
"Are bees building a beehive in your baby's diaper genie..." read the article title. There was a cartoon baby that looked like Martin crawling about in a diaper while bees flew out in a swarm from a diaper bin.
"I bet he's a stinky baby." said Oscar.
"Bumpkin you used to be a stinky little monster." Marge teased him playfully.
"Mrs Simpson that's not encouraging..." Oscar sighed.
"Oxygen the invisible killer?" Marge read an article claiming oxygen was poisonous... really Larry...
Oscar screamed.
Hugo groaned annoyed at him.
Marge gasped at the next article. "Is your baby a suck-aholic?!" The article warned about attachment to pacifiers.
Maggie was sucking her pacifier.
"Experts say pacifier use leads to... Low achievement?!" Marge gasped. "No wonder Bart's doing so poorly in school... Wait, he did have a pacifier right?!"
Marge took Maggie's pacifier. Maggie frowned at her.
"I'm sorry Maggie but this is for your own good. And that sometimes means giving up things you like." said Marge.
"She's right you know. That's why I'm giving up everything but raisins." said Grampa with a box of Sun Maid raisins. "And the doctors say even these are slowly killing me. Little coffin nails they call them..." Grampa ate a raisin and shrivelled up.
"And I have to treat my sugar cravings with raisins now because of all the E numbers in food! Eeeeeeeeeeeeee numbers..." said Oscar putting emphasis on the letter E because he was making fun of his old classmate at a remedial school who would keep yelling "Eeeeeeeee!" a lot. He ate a few raisins from a red Sun Maid box
"Oscar stop making fun of that kid at your old school!" Marge told him off.
Oscar pouted. He looked cute.
Marge sighed. He always looked cute when whimpering.
Marge went outside and threw Maggie's pacifier in the bin. Suddenly we her things being smashed and broken. Then there was a distinctive pot smashing sound effect.
"That sounds like Toon link breaking my ornaments!" said Marge.
"Ay carumba!" Oscar yelled.
She ran in to find a very angry Maggie in her walker shooting things with Bart's plastic ball gun. Stuff was being knocked over or smashed as Maggie shot at it.
Marge gasped as Toon Link smirked deviously as he held a priceless vase.
"Oh no you don't mister! Put that down right now!" Marge told him off.
"Okay!" Link snickered and dropped the vase breaking it.
Marge gasped.
"Toon Link..." Oscar sighed.
"It's just Windwaker Link until Smash Bros 3 comes out..." said Link.
Maggie winced and continued shooting plastic balls from the plastic ball gun at things.
Maggie ran out of ammo.
"I'm sorry Maggie, but when a mother makes a promise she sticks to it..." said Marge frowning.
Maggie glared at her.
"Okay I'll give you your pacifier back!" said Marge. She looked through a draw but it was empty. "Oooooh...!" Marge sighed.
Maggie threw a Krusty doll at her. It wet through her tall blue hair...
"Ooooooh!" The Krusty Doll spoke a recorded line when it landed.
Marge sighed.
...
Maggie was crawling around the dining room tipping the chairs over violently. Oscar smirked.
Bart tried to catch her but she slipped out of his grip and crawled away.
"Nuts!" Bart muttered.
"Mom I can't believe you listened to this magazine?! It's a Larry Flynt publication!" Lisa ranted reading the magazine.
"Lisa stop badmouthing Larry Flynt!" Marge told her off as she tried to catch Maggie.
"I can't! I won't!" said Lisa.
Maggie was gnawing on the table leg. Marge went to pick her up but she growled at her.
"Where's your father with those pacifiers..." said Marge.
Homer arrived. "I couldn't find Maggie's brand! How about Synthonip?" Maggie spat out the pacifier making Baby Bart's "Bleh!" sound he makes when fed baby food he doesn't like.
"Kiddy cork?"
"Bleh!"
"Thumbstitute?"
"Bleh!"
"AccuTeat?"
"Bleh!"
"Bink 182?"
"Bleh!"
"Suck on the receipt?" Homer asked.
Maggie cried loudly. She sounded exactly like Baby Bart.
"Nnnnnngh! Make her stop!" Bart groaned.
"You make her stop! I've had her all day!" said Marge.
"Coool! She sounds just like Bart when he was a baby!" said Homer.
"That's what I sounded like? I figured I'd sound more annoying..." said Bart.
"Bart that is annoying..." Hugo groaned covering his ears.
"Grrrrr! I can't take it anymore!" Oscar ranted covering his ears in pain.
"Larry Flynt! Larry Flynt! Larry Flynt!" Lisa repeatedly yelled.
"Lisa enough!" Marge yelled.
Santa's Little Helper arrived with a red squeaky bone toy. He gave it to Maggie. She chewed it and was delighted by the squeaky noises it made. She giggled and played with it.
"Good boy!" Homer praises the dog. "As a reward we will treat your heart murmur not see how it goes..."
"Daaaaad! How could you not tell me my dog is sick?!" Bart cried.
"Awwwww!" Homer groaned.
"Homer we're treating the dog's heart murmur!" Marge said sharply.
Homer groaned.
Bart looked at the carnage. He whistled impressed. "Wow... so Maggie having one of her tantrums did all this?"
Marge sighed.
"Bart don't get ideas..." Lisa frowned as she swept up a broken vase.
"What was this magazine anyway?" Oscar asked.
"We read it together earlier dear." said Marge. "It's called Smothering Mother Magazine. I subscribe to it monthly."
"Aaaaaaagh! Baby murder magazine! Aaaaaaagh!" Oscar screamed.
Bart winced exasperated.
"They really need to change the name..." Hugo groaned.
...
That night Homer was kept up by Maggie squeaking her new toy. We pan to Maggie chewing on her new squeaky toy while playing with her squeaky pork chop from Simpsons roasting on an open fire.
"Homer groaned. "Stupid baby. Squeaking her toys in my sleeping time!" He got up and went downstairs.
(Snoring)
Homer passed Lisa's room. She was fast asleep having fallen asleep for the night while reading a book. She was still holding it while asleep.
"Stupid daughter... growing her brain on my dime..." Homer groaned.
Oscar was then awoken by the squeaking.
"Competition Eh? I'll show you!" said Oscar grabbing Teddy, his living teddy bear and squeezing his big black shiny nose to make it squeak.
"Ow! My nose is not a squeaky toy!" Teddy whined as Oscar squeezed his nose.
Oscar smirked and squeezed his big wet shiny black nose.
(Squeaking)
Homer was downstairs in the lounge watching late night TV. There was a commercial on.
"Are you stuck counting sheep at night?" the commercial asked.
"Uh huh..." Homer sighed tired but unable to sleep.
"This is baaaaaaad!" a sheep bleated.
"He needs druuuuuugs!" the other sheep replied.
Ned could hear his sheep related commercial.
"Mmmmmm! Sheep of Jeremiah... You're good wholesome entertainment for my two boys..." said Ned in his sleep.
The commercial was for a sleeping drug called Nappien. A bird landed on the man's face in the commercial and pooped a pill into his mouth. Eeeeew! The man went straight to sleep.
"Nappien encourages your brain's sleep centres and attacks it's awakeness. And unlike Snoozerine it doesn't cause fatty feet or heart problems or psychosis." said the commercial.
"That's it!" Homer took the lounge phone to dial. "Hmmmm. Maybe I should wait till the morning..."
The next day everyone was drowsy.
Bart was sleeping at the breakfast table, lying his head upon it.
Lisa had bags under her eyes.
Maggie was chewing the squeaky toy. It squeaked.
"Nyaaaaaagh! Okay! Okay! You can have your pacifier back!" Marge had a nervous breakdown. She found a spare red pacifier and gave it Maggie. Maggie sucked her pacifier.
Homer groaned tired.
"Maybe this will teach you not to listen to that Quack Larry Flynt! Mother!" Lisa said annoyed but drowsy.
Marge grumbled.
The next night, because nothing interesting happened during the day... Homer was in bed having bought some Nappien. He took a pill. "Well do your stuff Nappien.
Nothing seemed to happen.
"Huh? It's not working!" Homer whined.
"Why you no good bottle of-" Homer suddenly fell asleep and snored loudly.
Oscar's room.
"Okay nappy, do your stuff." He grunted and squatted trying time squeeze out a dump into his diaper.
Teddy, his living teddy bear creature sighed exasperated.
...
Homer woke up refreshed and happy.
"Mmmmm! I feel so much better! Thank you (says Nappien's full chemical name.)!" said Homer heading for the kitchen.
Marge was at the fridge. It was completely empty.
"Good mooooorning everyone!" said Homer in a silly manner.
"Hmmmmmm! Homer someone ate all our food last night!" Marge explained.
Homer screamed.
"And someone tied a small Hotwheels car to each of the dog's paws..." said Lisa.
Santa's Little Helper skated about slipping about from the cars tied to his feet.
Oscar laughed hysterically at this sight. "Pranking animals is funny!"
Marge sighed.
"But I did not do this or eat all the food..." said Oscar.
"And someone played dominoes with all our videotapes." said Bart. There were lots of video tapes set up as dominoes. Bart knocked them over. They made an image of Homer's face.
"Homer... I think you dominoed all of this..." said Marge.
"Impossible!" said Homer. "If I had set up those dominoes, I'd be wearing my special domino-setting-up kneepads."
Marge pulled up his pyjama bottom legs. Everyone gasped as he had his domino-setting-up knee pads on.
"It was you." said Marge.
"Pshaaaaw... How is that possible?! I must have got up and did all this while fast asleep..." said Homer.
"Maybe that Nappien has made you start sleepwalking." said Lisa. She read his Nappien bottle. "Ah here. May cause day time drowsiness, night time kookiness and mood swings."
"Mood swings?!" Homer gasped. He took to saying Mood Swings in various emotions such as sobbing it, angrily growling it, singing it and saying it in his Cobra! voice.
The Simpsons sighed at his silliness.
== Plot 2 ==
Homer woke up in a strange bed one morning. "Ah... Good morning- Aaaaaaagh! John Lennon?!" Homer screamed to find he was in bed with a John Lennon mannequin. He looked at the side of the bed. Someone was missing from the bed.
"Yoko?" A Yoko Ono mannequin was lying on the floor next to the bed.
An angry security guard arrived.
"So you're the one behind all the wackiness in this museum I've found this morning!" said a security guard that sounded like Raphael the snarky guy who gets everywhere.
"Aaaaaaagh! Why do you sound like that Raphael Guy?!" Homer screamed.
"I dunno. I guess I ate him..." said the security guard. "Now look at the mess you've caused!"
Homer had switched the body parts around on the band members of KISS to turn them into monstrosities.
"Coooool!" said Oscar. He was at the museum for some reason.
And Homer had melted Elvis somehow.
"Thank you. Thank you." said melted Elvis as a puddle. There were lots of bats nearby mourning him and crying.
"Right that's it! Show's over!" Ace yelled annoyed by this reference as he collected his pet bats. "What are you all up to?!"
Oscar chuckled.
Ace glared at him.
Homer gulped as he was in big trouble.
"Mr Simpson. Why did you hurt all the dollies?" Todd asked.
"Well you see Uncle Homer is like 80% of America. Whacked out on prescription drugs." said Homer.
The Flanderses gasped. "But users are losers!" said Rod.
"Hehehe! You're confusing drugs, with druuuuuuuugs!" said Homer making a scary voice.
The Flanderses screamed and ran away. Homer giggled.
"Yeah pally. Very funny... now get dressed and get outta here!" said the security guard.
Homer groaned and got dressed into last night's clothes he disrobed from.
"What is happening to me in my sleep?!" He was horrified by his sleepwalking.
...
At home.
"Okay here's the deal. You kids will lock my bedroom door from the outside so I can't continue my nocturnal rampages..." said Homer.
"Why don't you just stop taking the pills you hot head?!" said Bart.
"Because I'm stressed!" Homer yelled and slapped Bart upside the head.
"Homer! Don't slap him like that!" Marge told him off.
"He's fine..." said Homer.
"I lost like a million brain cells..." Bart exaggerated.
"And it's not because of Bart you're taking them! It's because of Maggie chewing that squeaky toy! And she's stopped now she's got her pacifier back!" said Marge.
"Awwwww! Three kids and no money..." Homer sighed. "Why can't I have no kids and free money?"
"Ahem four kids..." said Hugo coughing for attention.
"Go to the attic Mutant Bart!" Homer yelled.
"My name is Hugo!" Hugo yelled. He stormed off to the attic.
"Homer! Stop being horrible to him!" Marge told Homer off.
Homer groaned.
"Anyway maybe we should find an exerting activity to do so your father will be tired tonight." said Marge. "There's a carnival in town."
Lisa shrugged and went "Meh..."
At the carnival Homer was at a air rifle game shooting Scratchy faces to win Maggie a teddy bear.
"Steady... Steady..." said Homer to himself as he trembled aiming the gun.
Spud Aka evil Quiffy was manning the stall.
"Oh no! Spud!" Bart whined.
"Hey Thief." said Spud.
Link's Awakening Link winced exasperated.
"I meant Bart. Aka the Bonestorm thief..." said Spud.
Cooter was running a "Guess all the sweets in the jar." Game.
...
That night Homer got up in a sleepwalk and stumbled around smashing stuff up and trying to unlock the bedroom door but of course the kids had locked him in as instructed.
Homer mumbled in his sleep and tried to go in the wardrobe before giving up and bumping into things again.
Bart woke up to the sounds of Homer stumbling about. "Why am I asleep when there's a fat suggestible zombie next door?" said Bart.
Homer sat down at Marge's vanity table and ate her jewellery. XD. He slurped up a necklace like it was spaghetti and ate some earrings.
"Hey Zombie, wanna play?" Bart whispered at the bedroom window.
"Zombie kill..." said Zombie Homer.
"No. Not kill, play..." said Bart.
"Zombie file grievance..." Zombie Homer growled.
Zombie Homer drove Bart to Milhouse's house. Milhouse got in the car.
"Wow! Your dad's a zombie now?!" Milhouse asked Bart.
"Yup. Well actually he's just under a trance from the Nappium. But that's what actual Vodou zombies are... not the flesh eating undead kind Oscar likes..." said Bart.
"Zombie eat flesh..." said Oscar being silly.
"Who said you could join us...?" Bart frowned at him.
"Myself. Unless you want me to tattle on you." said Oscar.
"Can he give us haircuts?" Milhouse asked.
Bart nodded to Zombie Homer. Homer ripped out two chunks of hair from Milhouse's hair.
"How do I look?" Milhouse asked.
Homer nodded and mumbled in approval.
"Let's have some fun!" said Bart.
"Zombie montage..." groaned Zombie Homer.
Thrash metal music plays.
They got a Homer into a street fight with a black guy. Homer took a few punches before knocking him out.
Then they used Homer as a sledge and slid down a grassy hill. They got up and ran off elsewhere while Homer got up to reveal he had torn apart his pyjamas from sliding down the hill.
Bart and Milhouse dressed Homer up as an old lady and sent him into Moe's tavern to see what would happen and giggled. Moe came out and put a closed sign on the door and locked himself and lady Homer in. Bart and Milhouse were confused by this result and went off whistling.
It was soon sunrise.
Homer was still driving Bart and Milhouse about.
Homer moaned like a zombie.
"Zombie eat brains..." said Oscar being silly.
"Zombie finds brain eating an offensive stereotype..." said Homer as a zombie.
Bart winced exasperated.
"Nnnnnngh! My stomach is full of walnut meat..." Milhouse whined.
"Just one more nut." said Bart slamming Homer's head onto a nut to break it open. Homer suddenly woke with a start.
"Aaaaaaagh! I'm driving?! Milhouse?! Nut meat?!" Homer was confused. He accidentally lost control of the car and drove into Little Bo Peep's sheep farm.
Bart, Milhouse and Homer screamed as they drove into it. They smashed up stuff at Mother Goose land before crashing into the sheep pen. The sheep bleated as they escaped. Then they were chased by Sam the sheepdog from Looney Tunes...
"Oz..." Bart sighed.
Oscar laughed.
Then we only see shadows of someone approach them annoyed.
It's Little Bo Peep and the Mother Goose Story Time Village manager. A large cigar chomping man in a suit.
"Uh oh." Homer gulped.
...
Later Homer was being glared at by a very angry Little Bo Peep. She tapped her feet angrily.
"Look I'm real sorry Ma'am! This wasn't my fault!" Homer whined.
"Mr Simpson, you have wrecked the Three bears house, destroyed the Billy Goats Gruff bridge and I don't think Pinocchio will ever be the same again..." said the manager of Old Mother Goose fairytale village and petting zoo, with a sheep farm dedicated to Little Bo Peep. Pinocchio was smashed to pieces.
"Who are you, a travel agent?" Homer yelled.
"Uh no..." said the park manager.
"'Cause you're sending me on a guilt trip!" said Homer annoyed.
"Geez sorry..." the owner said sarcastically.
At home after dropping Milhouse off to his house.
Marge was disappointed in Homer. But even mor so with Bart.
"Shame on you Bartholomew! Taking advantage of your father's sleepwalking like that!"
Bart groaned and looked at his feet in shame.
Spud ran in. "Thief!"
Bart rolled his eyes exasperated.
"Homer did you drop Milhouse back home properly?" Marge asked him.
"Uh I dunno, I dropped him off somewhere." said Homer.
Milhouse was in the Kwik E Mart car lot still in his pyjamas.
"Haw Haw!" Nelson laughed at him.
At the Simpsons house.
"Anyway you're both home. Let's have breakfast and forget this whole horrible ordeal..." said Marge.
Homer groaned feeling very tired.
...
Kent was on the news. The fire department were injured in a separate incident.
"Last night our brave fire fighters slipped on some chilli sauce and were attacked by their own Dalmatians. Which fire fighters have apparently. According to Paw Patrol..." said Kent.
"Sir how does it feel that no one is coming to save you?" Kent asked a man in a burning house.
"Not as bad as living in a world were people of the same sex can fall in love." said the man in the burning house.
"And there you have it folks." said Kent.
"Burn in hell you homophobic bigot!" Lisa yelled.
"Lisa! No using the H word!" Marge mildly scolded her.
"Lousy bigots. I wish I could just burn 'em all..." said Oscar.
Hugo winced unnerved at him.
"Yeah, that bigot is entitled to his homophobia! Stupid Nancy boys trying to turn my kids!" Homer ranted.
"Hmmmmm! Homer I am so disappointed in you right now! And especially you Bart!" Marge told them off. "That Nappien has brought you nothing but trouble! And shame on you Bart for taking advantage of your father like that!"
"How much is your fine again Dad?" Lisa asked.
"18 thousand dollars!" Homer started crying.
"And someone ate my jewellery last night!" Marge ranted.
"Jewellery? Uh oh..." Homer realised.
Oscar laughed.
"And we have to help to collect all the run away sheep and help repair Old Mother Goose's Fairytale village." said Bart. "We better get going Homeboy..." Bart and Homer now fully dressed got going to do their community service.
"Call me Dad..." Homer groaned annoyed.
...
"We need a volunteer fire department." said Hugo after Homer and Bart left.
"We have one!" said Marge. "Apu, Skinner, Krusty, Luanne Van Houten, Moe..." Marge listed the volunteer fire fighters from [[Homer the Heretic]].
At the Kwik e mart Apu had just finished a phone call. We pan out to show Luanne, Krusty, Moe and Skinner dressed as firefighters.
"That was the fire department. The city of Springfield is now in our hands!" said Apu dressed as a firefighter.
There was a montage of them doing heroic things. First they put out the homophobic bigot's house. But an angry mob of gay men and lesbians set fire to his house again with flaming torches. And Oscar threw a Molotov cocktail in there for good measure too.
Then they rescued a little girl's cat from a tree.
Then they turned up at Springfield Elementary to educate the kindergarteners and let them climb about on the fire engine.
Then they put out a forest fire.
== Plot 3 ==
Meanwhile Homer and Bart turned up at Old Mother Goose's Fairytale village to start their community service. The manager set them to work repairing the animatronics.
The first animatronic needing repairs was The three little pigs and the big bad wolf.
Eventually they fix it up and test it to see if it's working.
"Little pig! Little pig! Let me in!" said the wolf.
"Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin! I will not let you in!" said the pig inside the house.
"This is crappy crap crap!" said Bart annoyed.
"Quiet boy. I have a feeling something bad is about to go down." said Homer.
The wolf blew weakly and the hose tilted slightly.
"Meh... let's install flame throwers!" said Homer.
"Coooool!" said Oscar.
"No let's not install flamethrowers..." Bart groaned exasperated.
Then they had to fix the damage to Goldilocks and the three bears. Which they eventually did.
"Somebody touched my spaghet!" said Papa bear.
"That's not right..." said Bart making some adjustments to Papa Bear.
"Cooooool! Memes..." said Oscar,
"Somebody's been sleeping in my bed!" said Papa bear no longer making internet meme references.
"Somebody's been sleeping in my bed!" said Mama bear malfunctioning with a crackling voice box.
"Somebody's been sleeping in my bed!" said Baby bear.
"Well I'm sorry! It was 180 degrees in the car and the radio was lousy!" Grampa yelled.
"Daaaaaad! We're working here!" Homer groaned.
...
Marge was offering the volunteer fire fighters tea.
"I can't thank you lot enough for saving my homie's life!" said Marge.
"Well it was Ned who bravely pulled him out to safety." said Skinner.
"Yessiroony!" said Ned.
"Oh of course Ned! Thank you so much!" said Marge.
They then had nothing else to talk about. Moe coughed.
"So... Oscar, Homer wants to know how his Mother is doing." said Marge.
"She's moonlighting as an evil fashionista and kidnapping Dalmatian puppies..." said Oscar.
Hugo laughed.
Marge sighed.
...
Homer and Bart were working on the giant shoe from the old woman who lives in a shoe.
"Didn't this use to be Ned's boring old Praiseland?" Homer asked.
"Yeah but Oscar blew it up and killed everyone. Now it's been retconned back to Fairytale land." said Bart making repairs to the giant shoe.
"There's so many beer bottles in here..." said Willie pouring out empty bottles of beer.
"Um yeah... naughty teenagers..." said Homer embarrassed and hiding something.
Meanwhile at the Simpsons house.
"So... how did the fire brigade get injured again..." Lisa asked Oscar.
"Well..." said Oscar. That night of Homer's zombie antics Barney got drunk and drove his car into a fire station. He knocked over barrels of fire house chilli and broke open the cages the Dalmatians are kept in. They got out.
Then a siren went off waking the fire fighters.
"Good lord! An emergency downstairs!" said the chief. The firefighters got dressed and went down the pole. However when they went to the crash sight they slipped on the chilli and ended up in the dog cages. For some odd reason the Dalmatians were angry and mauled them. Yes Pongo and Pedita from Disney and the Dalmatian from Paw Patrol are vicious now...
"Okay... so what's happening to the fire station now?" Lisa asked Oscar.
"Well they cleaned it up and the Ghostbusters moved in." said Oscar.
"Okay..." Lisa sighed. She wished Bart was here to tell Oscar not to make stupid references.
The town hall asked for volunteer firefighters. Apu, Krusty and the religious lot who rescued Homer in a Homer the Heretic immediately volunteered.
"Anyone else?" Quimby asked. "How about those gay fire men from a Village people music video?"
There were gay fire fighters topless and mincing.
Homer screamed in horror.
"No..." said the town.
"How about Fireman Sam?" Quimby asked. With Fireman Sam on stage.
Baby Oscar laughed.
"No..." said the town.
Baby Oscar pouted annoyed.
"We want Apu, Krusty and friends!" a guy yelled. Everyone cheered in agreement.
"Okay all in favour of the God Squad fire fighters aka the holy Rangers faith alliance." said Quimby.
"Wait Quimby! Homer bursted in with Moe, Skinner and Otto. "We want to be volunteer firefighters! The script says we're supposed to be!"
"Oooooh Homer that's very heroic!" said Marge. "But you're still on community service..."
"And there is no way You, Skinny and Apu and Moe are being a team. You might as well dump Moe for Barney and be the B Sharps in fire fighter uniform..." said Oscar.
"Okay, sorry Moe and Otto but Barney and Apu are on our team! We can be singing fire fighters!" said Homer.
"No! No freaking way!" Oscar insisted.
"Mr Homer I am quite happy with my multi faith based firefighters! We even have a Muslim and a Buddhist now!" said Apu. A Muslim man and a Buddhist monk joined the religious fire brigade volunteers...
"Awwwww! But my team is canon..." Homer whined.
...
Meanwhile Mona Simpson dressed as Cruella De Vil went to the smashed up fire department to find they employed Dalmatians for some reason. Probably to sniff out people trapped in a burning building.
Mona cackled maniacally. Because Glenn Close is Cruella De Vil.
"Okay Cruella Mona... can you try not to draw attention to yourself from Mr Burns..."Oscar sighed as he escorted her off screen.
"I miss my Homer!" Cruella Mona cried.
"Yes we know..." said Oscar.
Then Ace the vampire kid bit her and she became Mona the Vampire!
Oscar laughed hysterically.
Elsewhere Homer's firefighter squad looted things from people they rescued by lying that certain goods were fire damaged.