Brit Simpson The Simpsons go back to England, ie Limey Land...
"Enough of the Limey remarks!" Oscar seethed.
Plot
Bart, Hugo and Oscar are watching a movie in the lounge.
"And now back to Elderly British Film Stars In A Hotel In India." said the TV.
Bart groaned in distaste as he disliked the programme.
Oscar hushed him.
Judi Dench was playing the role of a sour-faced, white-haired widow. She sipped her tea.
Bart rolled his eyes.
Pierce Brosnan arrived in character on the screen as James Bond.
"What the hell do think you're playing at?!" Judi as Evelyn Greenslade snapped.
James Bond stood there in a three piece dinner suit.
"The UN and NATO are up in arms berating the British Secret Service because you shot that weapons smuggler inside the grounds of the British Embassy in Zimbabwe!" Evelyn spat.
"Just using my initiative, Ma'am." said James Bond.
Bart gagged and dry retched.
Oscar glared at him and hushed him with a finger on lips gesture.
Evelyn Greenslade was concerned. NATO would insist she fire James Bond immediately. But he was the Service's best agent. However if she didn't sanction him then NATO would suggest she step down as M.
"Just get out of my sight..." she hissed at Bond for going gung-ho during a mission again.
The British agent left.
An Indian waiter arrived with the tea tray. "More tea Ms Greenslade? Oh bhud bhud bhud! Bloody bastard!" All the Indians in the film have racist The Kumars at No. 42 accents...
Hugo glared at the TV. "Oz this is offensive..."
"Shhh! No it's not..." Oscar hushed him.
"Yes I'll have tea." said Evelyn Greenslade to the Indian waiter/hotel staff.
"Looks like Double Oh Seven is in for it again!" Oscar grinned on the edge of his seat.
"Face it Oz, he never gets fired for taking the initiative." said Bart. "Just like McBain has still not been fired for punching his boss out of a fifth story window..."
Oscar scoffed.
Next in the movie Dame Maggie Smith was in character as uh hold on... Muriel, a retired house keeper.
"No that's Professor McGonagall..." said Oscar.
Hugo face palmed.
"Or the Dowager from Downtown Abbey..." Oscar rasped.
"Oz she can be in other roles..." Hugo sighed.
"Today, Mister Weasley." said Muriel.
Bart winced at the TV.
"MALKAFOFET!" Oscar yelled.
...
Oscar was still watching the movie. Bart had long since grown bored of it.
"I miss Blighty..." Oscar sighed.
Bart retched.
"Let's go back there on holiday! Or as you Yanks call it, a vacation!" said Oscar.
Bart glared at him, repulsed. "Hell no!"
Oscar frowned at him, wordlessly rebuking him with pointed looks.
In the front room with the green armchair and piano, Lisa was sat in the verdant, plush throne teaching the babies complex words.
"Dodecahedron, dodecahedron." She held up cue cards.
Maggie sucked her pacifier making a distinctive sucking sound. Eric was chewing on one of Lisa's cue cards and drooling over it.
Lisa sighed.
"Hell no!" Bart yelled.
"Bartholomew! Watch your language!" Marge yelled.
Bart groaned flustered and scrunched up his face in pain from Mom shouting.
Oscar laughed. "Bartholomew..."
Bart frowned at him.
"Dewlap, hump and dewlap." Lisa was teaching Maggie and Eric.
Eric gurgled.
Lisa sighed.
"Lisa those cue cards are too complicated for babies. Start simple..." Marge sighed.
Lisa sighed and muttered.
"Don't you usually go down to your Buddhist meditation centre with Richard Gere?" Marge asked.
"Mr Gere is out doing a cop buddy movie with Billy Baldwin." Lisa sighed.
"I alway get him confused with Alec Baldwin..." said Homer.
Meanwhile Richard Gere and Billy Baldwin were in Internal Affairs. There needs to be a spin off called Infernal Affairs but set in Hell...
They played two corrupt cops who shoot a guy because he fled. Also they had been roughing up suspects.
"Also Richard Gere needs to Star in more movies named after Roy Orbison songs..." said Oscar.
Marge and Homer sighed exasperated.
"Seriously! They could have put him in Pixar's Inside Out as an emotion! And play Roy Orbison's Inside Out at some point!" Oscar ranted bizarre ideas in his frantic diatribes.
Homer face palmed.
"Fine I'll keep my half-baked ideas to myself..." Oscar sighed.
"Zebu! Zebu!" Lisa was still trying to teach the babies complex words.
...
The lounge.
"Anyway... Bart why were you cursing..." Marge sighed.
"I suggested we go back to England for vacation..." said Oscar.
"Oh hell no!" Homer yelled.
"Homer!" Marge yelled.
"Marge I nearly got beheaded for crashing into the Queen's carriage..." said Homer.
"Hmmmm... my husband is right Oscar. We got in a lot of trouble last time we went to England..." said Marge.
"Yeah we really shouldn't risk it..." said Lisa.
"Take me to dear old Blighty now!" Oscar yelled. "Or I'll hold my breath for a million years!" He held his breath and his face turned red.
Marge face palmed.
"Let's all go out for frosty chocolate milkshakes..." Homer sighed deciding it was embarrassing watching Oscar's tantrum.
After fainting from asphyxiating himself to blackmail the Simpsons, Oscar went across the fictional multiverse to find someone else to take him to Blighty.
We cut to Teen Titan's HQ. A skyscraper.
In the lounge Beast Boy was sat on the couch eating tofu. Because he's vegan.
Oscar teleported in, with a flourish of confetti.
Beast Boy sighed. "We really need to install an anti teleportation system to stop him bypassing security..."
Robin shrugged.
"Hey Gar," said Oscar.
"Call me by superhero name... Beast Boy..." Beast Boy scowled at him.
"Can you guys take me to England?" Oscar asked.
"No way!" said Robin.
"Why not?" Oscar frowned.
"Because that fruit loop Mad Mod lurks there." said Cyborg. He discussed their red haired reoccurring nemesis from Blighty.
"So? I find him cool! And refined! You uncouth Yankees!" Oscar yelled.
Robin frowned at him.
"Ah the crumpets! Not the crumpets!" Beast Boy whimpered.
"What's up with Garfield?" Oscar winced.
"He has panic attacks from our last encounter with Mad Mod..." said Robin.
Oscar shrugged.
"Now will you leave..." Raven sighed.
...
Meanwhile Mad Mod decided to attack Springfield, thinking it had no superheroes.
"Hello Duckies!" said the red haired supervillain wearing a Union Jack jacket.
"Holy crud! A limey!" Bart screamed.
Mad Mod laughs maniacally.
"Why is he here..." Milhouse sighed.
"To bring you crude, repulsive Yankees back under the British crown!" Mad Mod yelled.
"Oscar tried to do that in Season 24... Holidays of Future Passed: Family Reunion..." Bart sighed.
"Oh yeah, that slightly cockney outside of royal London brat. I'll teach him some etiquette too!" said Mad Mod.
"Er excuse me! I am not Cockney! I speak with Received Pronunciation!" Oscar snapped in a posh accent.
"Oh great... you're back..." Bart sighed.
"Yep. Except I'm not a bizarre supervillain over my British decent." said Oscar.
Mad Mod seethed.
"Look Mod! I can spread butter and jam on crumpets then hurl them twice as fast at dumb Yankees as you can! I just choose not to be a villain!" Oscar yelled.
"But the dark side has tea and biccies..." Mad Mod tried to hypnotise him.
"I'll never join you!" Oscar snapped. "Besides I have my own tea set!" He ours himself a cup of tea.
Bart face palmed. "Oh brother..."
"Mod, what makes you think you're plan will work..." Lisa scowled at the British supervillain.
"Well there's no infuriating superheroes here for a start." said Mad Mod.
"Think again Mad Mod..." Bartman arrived.
"Oh flippin' 'eck! An infuriating costumed superhero!" Mad Mod yelled spilling his tea.
"Yeah, Sorry old bean, but I suggest you beat a hasty retreat lest you receive a good pummelling..." said Oscar.
"Never! I can still take on one costumed brat!" said Mad Mod.
"Can you take us on too?" Robin piped up as the Teen Titans arrived.
"Thank god you're your early millennium counterparts and not Teen Titans Go! scribbles..." said Oscar.
"Cartoonists are lazy now..." The Teen Titans Go! cartoonists groaned.
Oscar seethed. "My creator still works hard when drawing, the old fashioned way!"
"Okay fine! We'll book a flight to England..." Homer sighed.
"Do try the beans on toast chum," said Mad Mod bowing to Homer.
Homer screamed. "Your food is weird!"
"It's not weird! Corn dog people!" Oscar yelled.
Everyone turned into corn dogs.
"Oops!" Oscar gulped.
...
They book a flight to Britain.
"My step sister Abigail said she'll meet us at Gatwick." said Homer.
"Oh yeah you have a step sister." said Oscar.
"Dad jumped in the sack a lot..." Homer sighed.
Marge grumbled because Homer was being crude.
A green dollar bill flutters past.
"Ahhhh! My money! Smithers catch it!" Mr Burns cried.
"Oh yeah last time our adventures in England started because Mr Burns lost some of his pocket change." said Hugo.
"Oh come back here money!" Mr Burns chased the dollar bill.
Bart shrugged.
Beast Boy was eating tofu.
"Why do you keep mentioning tofu..." Bart sighed.
"Because the jolly not so giant Green Giant here is a dumb vegetarian..." Oscsr berated Beast Boy.
"You shouldn't eat anything that feels pain..." said Beast Boy.
A brick was thrown at him. "Ow!"
"Fine... we won't eat you then..." said Oscar smirking. He took a hearty bite from a cheese burger with two patties inside it.
Lisa glared at him.
"I thought you supported Lisa's vegetarianism..." Hugo frowned.
"I would, but they've started to become militant and forceful over making meat eaters vegetarian too... Like Mad Mod making everyone act British..." said Oscar.
"He has a point. If Lisa kept her vegetarianism to herself I wouldn't care." said Bart.
"Bart you're always picking on me..." Lisa muttered.
"Fine... keep wrecking the planet, Neanderthal..." Beast Boy sulked while eating some celery.
"Hasn't been scientifically proven that livestock damage the planet. And animals have eaten each other for millions of years..." said Oscar.
"Uh greetings duckies... Evil supervillain here... trying to force proper diction and vocabulary upon you half-wits..." Mad Mod sighed.
"I won't support your delusions Mod, except if you do one thing for me..." said Oscar.
"I'm all ears..." Mad Mod sighed.
"Make these insolent Yankees build Indian restaurants!" Oscar demanded.
Bart gawked at Oscar.
"Uh... certainly not! That's not evil!" said Mad Mod.
"You'll get more friends if you stopped being evil..." Oscsr sighed.
"Cease appealing to my better nature!" Mad Mod yelled.
"I cast you plebeians aside!" Mad Mod seethed.
Plot 2
On a plane. The Simpsons are flying to Britain.
"I must say, Bart has been rather quiet and well behaved this flight." said Marge.
"Yeah he hasn't poked or pinched me this whole trip!" said Lisa.
"Or belched!" said Hugo.
"Or annoyed the passengers in front of him." said Oscar.
A man in the row in front of Bart's seat was typing away on his laptop.
"Really?" Homer raised an eyebrow obscured by his sunglasses.
"Ya, Rly..." Oscar referenced the owl meme.
'Bart' sat quietly with his purple hooded jacket's hood up.
Lisa rubbed her chin. What's he playing at?
Hugo frowned while looking in his backpack. "Either my backpack's alive or the mayo in my tuna sandwich has expired."
"Eeeeeeew!" Lisa groaned repulsed.
"My backpack's alive..." Oscar made a silly needless comment.
Hugo frowned at him.
The silence felt odd. Bart would usually be causing another family member to yell at him by now.
"I would prefer if the silence felt golden. Like the lyrics to that song..." said Oscar.
Hugo winced exasperated with him.
Bart said nothing. He sat quietly with his purple hood of his jacket hiding his hair and staring out the window.
"Holy monkeys!" Oscar yelled.
"Uh... Bart would normally yell at Oscar by now for goofing off..." Lisa was unnerved by Bart being so quiet.
"Bart?" Marge asked the boy sitting at the window seat on the right.
"Who you calling Bart?!" The boy pulled down his hood. "Ma'am I'm Brit Simpson!" The boy resembled Bart but had black hair.
"Jeepers! You not my son!" Marge gasped.
"And you're not my mother, so we're even," said Brit Simpson.
Lis gawked, unnerved by the doppelgänger.
"Now if you don't mind, I'm knackered. I'll get forty winks during the flight back home, tah-tah luvvies..." said the British boy who resembled Bart.
Lisa scratched her hair confused.
"Where's Bart then?" Marge asked.
Oscar shrugged.
"Oh my baby! He must be terrified!" Marge lamented.
...
Bart was in first class.
He laughed maniacally while sat in a comfy chair wearing sunglasses. "Bwuhahahaha!"
"Well that's enough relaxing. Time to rub my first class ticket in Lisa's face." Bart smirked.
A steward arrives with the tea tray.
"Just when I think I can't top myself." said Bart.
"Tea? Anyone for tea? More tea?" The steward asked.
Oscar rushes in with Air Marshals trying to restrain him.
"I'm sorry, I know I mustn't be in this area with my economy class ticket, but I must have tea!" Oscar rasped obsessed.
Bart winced at him.
"Earl grey with two sugars, if you can manage." Oscar asked as he was dragged back to economy.
Bart sighed.
"Anyway... how I managed to get first class... I'll tell ya dudes..."
A few hours earlier the Simpsons were getting on the plane, or waiting to be allowed on.
"Now Bart, don't mess about on the plane. We're visiting Oscar's home country, don't embarrass him." said Marge.
Oscar sipped tea from a cup of tea with a saucer.
Hugo winced at him.
"Yeah boy, you better straighten up and fly right." Homer said sharply.
"Mrs Krabappel used to to say that to him when she was still alive..." said Oscar.
Homer gave him an annoyed frown.
"Misbehave? And ruin our vacation memories? I'm shocked at the idea!" Bart gasped.
Oscar sipped his tea.
Bart got an upgrade by complaining about his bag of nuts from the last flight.
"Yeah you flight company states if I find a cockroach in my bag of nuts you'll give me a seat upgrade if I keep my trap shut." said Bart.
"Uh I don't remember that policy." said the flight operator at a desk.
"Look in my bag of nuts!" Bart showed him the bag with a cockroach in it.
"Agh! Get that thing away from me! Okay! Okay! Kid you've been upgraded to first class!" said the flight operator.
"Excellent..." Bart smirked.
"No fair!" Bart gets to sit in first class?!" Lisa whined.
"Bart found a bug in his bag of peanuts..." Homer explained.
"Mmmm... extra protein..." Hugo moaned and drooled.
Oscar winced in disgust.
Anyway they had to get on their plane quickly.
"Flight to Springfield, somewhere in America departing soon."
The Simpsons hurry, Homer being the last is dragging a sleeping Bart with him. Obviously they grabbed someone else's identical kid...
...
Bart checks out the economy class. He can't find his family anywhere.
"This cabin doesn't smell like Homer's BO..." Bart was lost.
"'Ello son, what are you carpin' on about?" The British steward asked.
"Hang on... that accent..." Bart pondered.
"Excuse me old bean." A British guy politely asked to get past.
"Holy crud! They're eating beans on toast!" Bart was horrified that the Brits were eating beans on toast.
We cut to Oscar in deep thought. "Mmmm... beans on toast..."
Hugo winced at him, freaked out by British cuisine.
Bart then saw two football fans fighting.
"Arsenal!"
"Manchester United!"
"Arsenal!" The fans pummelled each other.
Bart winced freaked out.
Then he saw some punks.
"Eh we get them in the States too..." Bart shrugs and sits down.
"Eh excuse me old bean, mind warming up my beer? It's gone cold." Bart heard a passenger asked.
Bart frowned repulsed. Beer is supposed to be cold! He wanted to yell, but kept his opinion to himself.
He then saw Union Jacks flapping about.
"Oh crud! I'm on a flight to England!" Bart gasped.
On the plane the Simpsons are on.
Oscar sang God Save the Queen loudly.
Lisa groaned covering her ears.
"Tally ho! Blighty here we go!" Oscar cheered.
Homer groaned.
"Ah finally I can ask for beans on toast without getting funny, confused looks from people..." said Oscar.
Meanwhile Bart arrives in England. He is greeted by Brit Simpson's family. They look identical to Bart's except they all have black hair.
"Ay carumba!" Bart yelled.
"This must be Bart Simpson. Our American distant cousins must have taken Brit accidentally." said British Marge.
On the flight the main Simpsons are on. "Even I sensed Brit was not Bart..." said Hugo sniffing Brit like a dog would while walking on all fours.
Brit gawked at him annoyed.
"Bart you stay with the British Simpsons. And we'll bring Brit with us." said Marge.
Brit sighed.
...
Bart meets the long distant relations of the Simpsons dating back to before they emigrated to America.
British Lisa had black hair in spikes.
"Like Goku!" Oscar commented when teleporting to where Bart was.
British Lisa winced.
British Maggie was called Magpie.
Bart winced.
Back at the American Simpsons.
"Oh this is terrible!" Marge lamented.
"Tell me about it..." Brit Simpson sighed.
"Pantless ducks! Pantless ducks!" Oscar screamed.
Hugo face palmed.
"Is he on Ritalin or something...?" Brit asked, concerned by Oscar's behaviour.
Back at Bart who switched places with Brit accidentally.
"Oh and this is our American foster son. So when you're talking about zucchinis he'll be able to translate for us." said British Homer. To Bart's horror, they had adopted an Oscar too.
"Howdy there fellow American! Got me self adopted by a whole bunch of Limeys! Sweet eh?" said American Oscar. The main one is British.
Bart rolled his eyes.
"Let's meet your family at our home." said British Marge.
Bart shrugged.
Meanwhile the American Simpsons met the prime minister again.
This time they met Boris Johnson. He jabbered in drunken nonsense.
"Marge was that Johnny Rotten of the Sex Pistols?" Homer asked.
Oscar face palmed.
They go to get their luggage.
Oscar rode on the baggage carousel.
"Oz get off of the carousel!" Homer yelled.
Elsewhere Bart gets a ride to where the British Simpsons live.
"A quaint village called Springshire." said British Homer.
Bart sighed.
In Springshire all the houses look like the Simpsons house.
Bart gawked baffled.
There was also a British Flanders. A different one to Lord Flandsworth.
"Get a life author..." Bart sighed.
...
The Simpsons follow directions given to them by Marnie, Brit's mum, to get to their house in Springshire.
"So no time for sight seeing yet." said Marge.
Oscar groaned.
Homer was driving on the wrong side of the road.
"Homer that's the wrong side! They drive on the left here!" Marge explained.
"D'oh! Stupid Brits!" Homer groaned.
"Hey!" Oscar and Brit yelled offended.
Homer scoffed and snorted like a horse.
"Homer stop offending our guests!" Marge said in a sharp tone.
"I'm not a guest, this is a kidnapping..." Brit frowned.
"Brit it was an accident... you were both wearing identical clothes..." Lisa sighed.
Brit sulked.
Suddenly Marge's cell rang. "Hey sweetie. How's Marnie's house.
"It's awful!" We cut to Bart. "Their eldest daughter is a nerd too!"
Lily frowned at Bart.
Cutting back to the American Simpsons, Lisa hearing Bart on loudspeaker seethed.
"Honey you're on loud speaker..." Marge frowned.
"Uh oh..." Bart gulped. Little miss brainy pants heard him.
"Do they have lawn gnomes?" Oscar asked with delight.
Bart pulled at the curtains and looked out at the front yard, that these strange people called a garden. He winced, they had tacky plastic garden gnomes.
"Yes Oz... yes they have gnomes..." Bart groaned.
"Hmmm... don't tease their kids Bart..." Marge sighed.
Bart sighed in a reluctant mood feeling he was in the right about Lily being a geek like Lisa.
"We'll pick you up soon." Marge replied before ending the call.
Bart sighed thinking how careless everyone was this vacation. Getting on the wrong plane, grabbing someone else's kid...
In Marnie and Omar's kitchen the family discussed the situation.
"Well it's an easy mistake too make Mum, Bart here is the spitting image of our Brit." said Lily.
"Oooooh! He better not have an attitude too..." Omar groaned.
Bart smirked. So this Brit is a prankster too eh? He pondered wearing an icy grin.
"Well I have to be at work." said Omar.
Plot 3
Omar and Marnie's house exterior. Omar heads to work when the Simpsons from America turn up.
"Ah, By Jove! You're here!" said the British man.
Homer winced hearing Omar speak.
"Yeah and we brought your kid, sorry they look alike." said Homer.
"Yeah if you're colour blind..." Brit snarked.
"Yea I suppose we do look alike." said Omar. "Let yourselves in. I'm late to work."
Omar gets in his car and drives to work.
The Simpsons looked in the British Simpson house, it was almost identical to their's... but slightly off somehow.
"Uh... how creepy..." Hugo said grimacing as he was unnerved by their distant cousins copying them almost exactly.
Lisa shrugged.
They enter the kitchen.
Marnie hugs Brit and embarrasses him with hugs and kisses. Marge does the same with Bart.
"Oh my special little guy!"
"Moooooom!" Bart groaned.
"There's no O in there! Just U's!" Brit sighed.
Lisa rolled her eyes. "We're American. We spell in the American way..."
"Well this is my family." said Brit. "Dad's out at work right now."
Bart nodded with a hint of sarcasm.
"That's my dog." Brit Simpson pointed to his dog. The mutt resembled Gnasher from the Beano for some reason...
Oscar grimaced exasperated.
"Yeah your face says everything Oz... that's just weird..."
"Yeah there's more to Britain than the Beano..." Oscar sighed.
"Pipe down kids, I'm letting Abigail know we made a detour." said Homer calling his step sister.
"Pssst... let's see what your country and Springshire does differently to where we Yankees come from..." Bart grinned and winked as he whispered to Brit.
Brit rolled his eyes.
Oscar shrugged and nervously backed away from Brit's dog who resembled Gnasher for some weird reason.
"I'll take Lisa to the library." said Lily.
Lisa smiled at her.
Bart dry retched.
...
Everything that was different from America in Springshire, including some freaky differences...
Omar was at work at the Springshire wind farm.
Oscar as a hologram gawked baffled.
"I figured you'd know your own nation is environmentally friendly compared to the States." said Omar.
"Uh Omar we still have power plants and pollution in Britain..." Oscar sighed.
The wind farms became a power plant with a puff of smoke.
"D'oh!" Omar groaned.
"Not gonna happen till the Green Party wins... ie when Hell freezes over..." Oscar sighed.
Inside. Omar was startled by his boss who looks like Burns but with a monocle.
"Ahhhh! Mr Bumble!" Omar screamed.
"That is a clown on CBeebies..." Oscar groaned. "Also why don't we get that in the States! I like baby shows!"
Somewhere Cousin Hank is seething in his grave.
"I don't know sonny..." said Omar.
"Exemplary..." said British Mr Burns.
Mr Bumble the clown sang his lame song.
"Get back to work Simpson!" British Smithers barked an order.
Omar's work station. There was a box of pastries or some sort of baked snacks.
"Mmmmmm... scones..." said Omar.
Oscar face palmed. "We do have donuts in Blighty... we spell them as doughnuts..."
"Those Americans are lazy spellers!" Omar muttered.
"Anyway, I like scones too. Mmmmmmmm... scones... Oh! With clotted cream!" Oscar moaned and drooled.
At Omar's house Bart winced exasperated at Oscar moaning about scones over his holophone.
"Also northerners annoy me over how they pronounce scone..." Oscar rasped.
"Uh huh..." Omar replied in a bored tone as he ate scones.
Bart was on hologram. He grimaced seeing Omar eating.
"Yeah the scones..." said Oscar.
"You did tell him that there's donuts in Blighty too..." Bart sighed.
"Yep." said Oscar.
"And despite your country investing in wind power because of its lousy weather, it still pollutes..." Bart sighed.
"Yeah I get it... we have have crud weather..." Oscar frowned at Bart.
...
"Yeah so that was Uh weird... now let's see how weird the school is..." said Oscar.
Brit and Lily head to school.
"Awww Mum... can I sloth off today... gotta pain in my Gulliver..." Brit groaned.
Bart winced at him.
"He's referencing A Clockwork Orange..." Oscar rasped.
"Certainly not! Now hurry off to school!" said Marnie.
"You two attend too as foreign exchange students." said Marge to Bart and Lisa.
Bart groaned.
Lily and Lisa giggled delighted by boring school.
Brit sulked.
"I'll follow with the boom mike and cameras..." said Oscar.
The set crew follow him...
Bart winced seeing the behind the scenes crew.
The Simpsons and the British Simpsons, oh and Oscar head to school.
"Aww man... why do I have to go to school..." Bart sighed.
"Yeah, I'm rather cheesed off, it is," Brit sighed in a cockney accent.
Bart winced at him.
"Well tough Bart. It's the law." said Lisa.
"The laaaaaaaawwww!" Oscar quoted Judge Rico from Judge Dredd.
Bart thumped him in the gut for being annoying.
"B-oooow! My squeedlyspooch!" Oscar groaned.
They head into the school grounds. Bart is greeted to a weird freakish sight...
Matt paid the Beano billions so the Bash Street Kids could make a cameo.
Bart gawked.
Oscar face palmed. "Just because we're in England!"
Lisa was freaked out by seeing Beano characters. Ie Plug and Danny.
"Ello chaps, mind if I give you a little of the Ol' bullying?" said Danny.
"It's the 21st century! We have chavs now!" Oscar face palmed.
"Please do not include chavs..." Bart groaned.
"Also Bart and I could easily fight back.." said Brit.
"Yeah, bullies at my school are a lot bigger and far more imposing..." said Bart.
...
The Simpsons and their British cousins then went to London.
In London there was a regular flock of Mary Poppins'es. Ie more than one, a flock...
Oscar winced seeing all the clones of Mary Poppins floating about with umbrellas.
A TARDIS spun through the air making the groaning sound.
"Coooool!" Oscar cooed.
"Geek..." Brit sighed.
"Still don't get that Sci-fi show..." Bart sighed.
"What is there not to get?! It's about a fellow in a blue police box that travels through time! And when he dies he changes his appearance!" Oscar yelled.
"Yeah, I don't get it." said Bart.
Oscar pouted and puffed up his cheeks, annoyed slightly.
Then they got a cab.
"Uh pardon me old chum, but I was in this cab first." said the British guy Homer picked on back in Season 15.
"Make with the tea Jeeves!" Homer yelled.
"Homer, he's not a butler! And this cab is already in use!" Marnie explained.
Homer frowned awaiting his tea.
"Look if you want tea that badly I'll make tea!" Oscar got out his tea set.
"Aaaaaagh! No! Stop being an insufferable Limey!" Bart cried.
Brit and his family glare at Bart.
"Knock it off with the insults about Blighty!" Oscar seethed.
"Crumpet eater..." Bart snarked.
Oscar thumped him.
They eventually we're kicked out of the cab the gentleman booked, so they had to walk.
"Hasn't changed much since we went on vacation all those years ago." said Lisa looking about.
"When Dad crashed into the Queen..." said Hugo.
Homer growled at him.
"No it's still the same." Oscar agreed with Lisa.
"Well except for the deadly Monty Python," said Lily.
Oscar winced, stammering as if unnerved.
There was a giant snake, the size of a basilisk, wearing a top hat. It hissed.
"Ay carumba!" Bart screamed.
...
They fled the deadly Monty Python and bumped into JK Rowling again.
"Spam! Spam! Spam spaaaaam!"
"Aaaagh! We don't get the joke!" The Simpsons screamed.
Brit frowned at them.
"Ms Rowling?" Lisa gasped.
"I'm not telling you how the latest book ends!" said JK Rowling.
"We know already! Snape killed Dumbledore..." said Oscar.
Bart frowned.
"Snape killed Dumbledore!" Oscar rasped at him.
"In the States we have Angelica Button books instead." said Lisa to Lily.
Lily shrugged.
"Now if you don't mind, I have to post transphobic tweets! Only women are women!" JK yelled.
"Don't be transphobic!" Lisa seethed.
Bart face palmed.
"Oy..." Brit sighed.
The Simpsons were walking. Oscar's stomach groaned. "Ugh I'm hungry..."
"Let's stop at Judi Dench's fish and chips!" said Omar.
There was a Judi Dench themed fish and chips restaurant.
"Uh... no..." said Homer.
"What's a matter? It's now free of mad fish disease," Omar said with a shrug.
"She beats her staff..." said Oscar recounting that time Homer ordered food from there.
"I'll Ma'am you!" Judi Dench yelled.
"Also fish and fries isn't really a thing in the States..." said Bart.
"They're chips! Chips!" Oscar shouted at him.
"Oz, get out of my face..." Bart muttered. "And besides, our terminology is cooler..."
"Yeah sure... potato chips and fries... pffft..." Brit snorted.
"Well I'll only eat at Judi Dench's fish and chips if I can deep fry Bart's shorts and eat them..." said Oscar.
Bart frowned at him.
"Oscar stop trying to eat Bart's clothes..." Marge sighed.
Marnie and Omar shrugged, they were perplexed.
...
They still couldn't decide where to eat for lunch.
"How about pie? I LIKE PIE!" Teddy, Oscar's teddy bear creature yelled.
Oscar face palmed.
"Oh great... he arrived..." Bart sighed.
"I couldn't have him with me on the plane..." said Oscar. "Because of quarantine..."
"My teddy likes croissants..." said American Oscar.
British Oscar frowned at him.