Part 3 of the short story. Sorry it took a while to get out. I was losing interest in writing it.
The other Barts raised their brows at him. "You sure? You look like you saw a pile of homework," 3D-Bart asked. "YES, I'M SURE!" Bart snapped. The Barts he met already were a little taken aback by his sudden shout while the other Barts were completely unfazed. "Okay, okay, yeesh," 3D-Bart said. Bart couldn't help but feel a little bad for yelling at his third-dimensional counterpart as he was nice to him and helped him find the kitchen. 3D-Bart seemed to notice it and smiled, "Hey, don't feel bad about it, we all yell at people," he said. "Hey, why don't you sit down on the couch, RatBoy can sit on the floor!" BlueShirt-Bart said. "Huh?" A Bart that had rat ears, nose, and tail questioned. "You heard him!" Another Bart that had demon horns, pointed ears, and hoofs, named Beelzebart, said and he kicked RatBoy off the couch with a laugh. RatBoy grumbled as he sat down on the carpet and began to gnaw on a rogue piece of drywall he had.
Bart walked over to the couch and sat down. He looked around to see what other versions of him were in the room besides the ones he met already. Other than RatBoy and Beelzebart being the new Barts he had just met, there was a Bart whose entire body was a spider chilling on top of the couch, making Bart call him Spider-Bart. There was Fly-Bart who.. as you could expect, had a giant fly head as, well, a head! Fly-Bart was completely mute but he seemed to understand what everyone else was saying, he was currently twiddling his thumbs, waiting for the competition to start. There was Werewolf-Bart who had brown fur and was wearing a torn suit, his tail was wagging, anticipating for the competition to start as well. Finally, there was Raven-Bart who looked almost identical to an actual raven except he had Bart's hairstyle. He was sitting on top of a whiteboard with a marker in his beak. On the whiteboard was all of the Bart's names lined up in a tournament bracket. It appears that Raven-Bart was in charge of keeping track who won.
Once the game, Bonestorm, was booted up, it was time to decide who would go first. "Alright, which duo wants to go first?" BlueShirt-Bart asked. Spider-Bart immediately yanked one of the controllers out of BlueShirt-Bart's hands. "I'll go against Fly-Bart! He's stupid, I can beat him easily!" Spider-Bart said, grinning. Fly-Bart buzzed in annoyance as he grabbed the other controller. Bart saw the two bug versions of himself pick their characters and start fighting, he had to squint a little so he could see the screen as it was so small… to him. How the heck Spider-Bart was able to use a controller despite not having any fingers was beyond Bart. As he watched the other Barts cheer on the video game characters trying to kill each other, their cheering drowning out the rock music from the game, Bart couldn't help but realize that Bonestorm was awfully similar to other games he played. He had played games like Street Fighter and Mortal Kombat, both being very similar to each other. Bonestorm was no different. Before long, the first match had ended with Fly-Bart emerging victorious. Spider-Bart shouted in frustration and threw the controller to the ground. "NO FAIR!! HE CHEATED!!" He protested. "No he didn't, he won fair and square! You just suck!" Cupcake Kid said with Fly-Bart nodding in agreement.
Raven-Bart wrote down 'Fly-Bart' next to the bracket with the marker in his beak as Spider-Bart grumbled and crawled to the top corner of a room, still watching the competition. "Hey! You're next!" Beelzebart said, looking at Bart. "Huh?" He said before a controller was shoved into his hands by his demonic counterpart. "It's your turn! You're up against me!" Beelzebart said. "Uhh… okay," Bart replied as turned back to the tv screen to pick a character. He had no idea who to choose from the character roster. Beelzebart had chosen a demon character named Lord Satan, not even surprising. After a whole 30 seconds of deciding on a character (to the impatience of everyone else), Bart decided on a character named El Barto. Wait a minute….. El Barto!? That same fake name he used to graffiti around Springfield!? "El Barto? There's a character in this game named El Barto?" Bart said aloud. "Yeah, crazy huh?" BlueShirt-Bart said simply. Bart raised a brow. He's not surprised by that name being in Bonestorm?? What the hell? Bart thought. Before he knew it, Beelzebart started the match and began the fight.
"Oh crap!" Bart said as he started rapidly pressing many buttons on his controller. At first, Bart had no idea what to do, he never used a controller like this before, and he couldn't see the screen really well. He was losing… at first. "Ha! You can't defeat me!" Beelzebart bellowed. However, unbeknownst to the demonic boy, Bart had played these types of games before so he knew how they worked, giving him the advantage. Secondly, Bart could be quite a fast learner, so he was able to figure out how the controls worked for Bonestorm. Bart looked over at Beelzebart and smiled smugly, "Are you sure about that?" he asked before he started to overpower Beelzebart's character, Lord Satan, with El Barto. The demon boy's eyes widened in surprise at the sudden change in power. Before he knew it, El Barto tore off Lord Satan's head, blood splattering everywhere on the screen, and declaring Bart the victor.
Beelzebart's eyes nearly popped out of the sockets. He was speechless. "Good job, Newbie," Stretch Dude said as Raven-Bart wrote down Bart on the next bracket. "Wh-wh… W-what!?? H-how!?" Beelzebart sptuttered in disbelief. "That was impressive, new guy! I thought you never played this game before!" BlueShirt-Bart said. "I didn't," Bart said, closing his eyes and crossing his arms, smiling with pride. A second later, Bart's eyes snapped open and his smile vanished. "Wait.. how did you know I never played Bonestorm before!?" Bart asked. "Alright, which duo's up next?" BlueShirt-Bart asked, ignoring Bart's question. "Hey! I asked you something!" Bart said, but he was ignored yet again. He huffed in frustration as he watched the next round start. An hour or two would pass since the Bonestorm Battle Royale Competition had started. After so much video game violence and bloodshed, Bart would emerge as the champion, he was both surprised and unsurprised. The other Barts were congratulating him on winning the championship. Bart smiled at being congratulated but the only thing he could think of was That's it? That's Bonestorm? It was just like any other fighting game! No wonder Milhouse said it got boring!
"Dinner time!" An older voice suddenly called, causing Bart to snap out of his thoughts. All of the Barts turned their heads to the direction of the voice, many of them grinning. "Oh boy! Dinner!" RatBoy said as he scampered off to the dining room. The rest of the Barts following. Bart was quite surprised by how huge the dining room was compared to the one in his home. The table was very long with many chairs on the sides and one chair on both ends of it. Almost every seat was taken by the many alternate versions of Bart except for one of the end chairs. Bart sighed and went to the end seat, he was rather astonished by how cushioned and comfy the seat was. He looked in front of him and saw his favorite Krusty Burger! He took a big bite and hummed in satisfactory as the the delicious taste of the burger hit his mouth. He looked up and saw the other Barts eating their own Krusty Burgers, he looked across from him and saw one more Bart he hadn't met yet. This Bart was a full grown adult and was wearing a fancy black suit, which was strange as no one else was wearing anything fancy, let alone a suit. Apparently this Adult-Bart was the source of the voice that called out for dinner. Bart looked out the window behind Adult-Bart and was shocked. It was completely nighttime! Wasn't it broad daylight literally 2 hours ago!? Sunsets don't happen that quickly… do they?
"What's wrong, Bart?" he heard Adult-Bart ask him. Bart couldn't take this confusing world anymore, he needed answers. "Everything! Everything is wrong! Where the hell am I!? How did I even get here!? Why are all of you different versions of me!? Why did it get so dark out all of a sudden!? Why does this look like my house but not!? Why do I keep hearing a heartbeat everywhere I go!? Why was there a mushy version of me trying to KILL ME!!?? Why is there a character in Bonestorm named after me and none of you are surprised by it!? How do all of you know so much about me!? NO ONE HAS BEEN ANSWERING MY QUESTIONS AND I WANT ANSWERS!!" Bart shouted as he slammed his hands on the table, breathing heavily. He heard that same beating again thump rapidly which started to calm down as Bart caught his breath. Everything was silent except for the obvious ambient heartbeat. He looked and saw that all of the other Barts had stopped eating and were staring at him in silence, making him feel uneasy. Adult-Bart, however, had a face that appeared to be a mix of both confusion and disappointment.
After a long while, Adult-Bart opened his mouth and spoke, "You don't know, do you, Bart?"
Almost done with the story.