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Summary: A exile gets her revenge on Zuko for something his uncle did before she was banished.
When Zuko was born a prodigy was born at the exact same time. Zuko failed his fire bending test yet this girl passed hers.
Oazi was mad with rage. “A baby is outshining my son, making a mockery of the prince.”
Her fire already seemed on target.
Oazi made a declaration that Zuko's firebending was stolen by this girl, Alayla Musin.
Not wanting to look cruel for exiting a baby Oazi spread the propaganda through the news.
Zuko grew up hearing his tutors claim it was okay, “It is okay Zuko,your power was stolen, it is a miracle you can bend at all.”
Azuela, “Pathetic Zu Zu, you cannot prevent your power from being stolen. Down to exact moment of birth.”
When Alayla was ten she started bending lightning and word got to Oazi while Zuko still struggled with basics.
“Execute her.”
Iroh, being himself, begged for her life. “Brother, if I may, executing a ten year old will cause a mutiny. Exiling is much kinder.”
Oazi in a rare show of kindness allowed the exile with a catch.
Iroh had to put out the sentence. But there was one catch, she needed branded so the fire nation would recognize her upon sight. Iroh had the guards hold her down while he used his firebending to start on her neck and make a beautiful flower to her neck a painful row of roses, surrounding the neck down to her arms, torso, and back all the way to the toes, very painful burns to even the soul of her feet before she was banished.
Iroh was not too worried about it until 6 years later Zuko fought the avatar in the water tribe, “If I go with you willingly will you-”
Alayla saw and jumped down, “Yeah, I am not interested in willingly, or with the general here.”
She spun around and blue fire spread around that Aang had to block. Fire out of her feet. “I will never forget the avtar neglected me!”
Zuko dodging the fire that was coming mostly for him and lethal to Aang trying to block the fire from Aang, “Hey I want him alive, I am still your Prince.”
“I spit on the fire nation, hate it more than the avatar."
Aang used it as an opportunity to run.
Zuko looked at Aang, “Get back here.”
Alayla looked at Zuko, “Get back here FirePrince!”
Zuko ran to the ship before she made a smoke screen with her breath, no fire to be found and blocked Zuko's soldiers from seeing, or Iroh getting to her before she started blasting Zuko with fire.
Zuko was trying to sweep it away with his bending.
Aang, “Zuko's getting overwhelmed, we have to help him.”
Sokka, “Great idea, let's get close to the guy.”
Aang lowered Appa and grabbed Zuko through the smoke, but soon as he was hanging a violent strike of fire blasted into his eyes leading to an ear piercing scream from Zuko.
His eyes were swollen shut. He gritted his teeth. His thoughts, “Stop aiming for my face!”
The other eye was already blinded from the fire Oazi caused, now the girl. Why target him? He didn't order her exile.
Iroh heard the dream, “Zuko!” Everyone heard the worried scream. Blindness in his nephew was fine when it was partial but now it is full, and probably not possible to fix.
Zuko panicked, “I want my uncle! Give me my uncle!”
The next day Zuko was on his ship a eye patch over his eye. “I’ll kill her! I didn’t do anything. I shouldn’t have to suffer permanent blindness due to her actions!”
Iroh looked at his nephew, “Prince Zuko, calm down your going to hurt your eyes further.”\
“I am not calm a exile stole my sight, she already took my firebending!”
“Zuko, that is not how it works…”
“What!? Father said-”
“He was embarrassed that a girl from a poor downtrodden family did better than you at bending.”
Fandoms: Harry Potter, Undertale, Animal Crossing, Nightmare Before Christmas
Prompt: Magical Curse
Title: Last Wizard in Britain
Summary: What if when Voldemort casts the killing curse on Harry something goes magically wrong and all magic falls out of Britain effectively ending the Statue of Secrecy? This results in Severus Snape raising Harry under a alibi to protect Potter. It gets even more essential when Harry reveals he has magic despite no one else in Britain having any.
Last Wizard in Britain - Chapter 1 - polarfog - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own]
To be on the safe side this is rated M on the site and is marked under mature for violence on tumblr.
Summary: The prophecy was too much for young Chara....
Asgore looked at Chara. His child was severely ill. It isn't like he didn't know, a father always knows.
His child ate buttercups in order to kill themselves. Where did he go wrong? Blisters around his child's mouth, making eating or drinking painful. Their food didn't stay in their stomach.
He contacted Gaster. Hopefully Gaster would make an invention that could save his child.
Gaster entered the castle. “I have just the thing for your child.”
Gaster gestured at the bowl in his hands. “Your child will feel like new after eating this.”
Gaster entered his children's room. Chara ate the soup. They screamed and shouted about the prophecy. How they were going to save monsterkind.
Asgore comforted his child with a hug. “The prophecy will get fulfilled in its own time. Here and now is what matters. There is no need to be a sacrifice.”
This was going to be a long talk with Toriel, wasn't it? He was dreading that talk.
Asgore and Toriel had a long talk. Toriel had told him about pressures of prophecies on people and how he almost cost them their child's life.
Asgore felt overcome with guilt. What if he didn't know about the buttercups? What if his child did die? He couldn't bear to think he almost killed his child.
What would have happened if Chara had succeeded with their plan? He was glad he didn't have to find out.
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In this Au, and girl he saved named Arial Black saved Sans from a genocidal maniac prompting his move to Waterfall from the capital with his brother. This is how Sans became captain of the guard.
There's more but that's for later. I'm naming this Dataswap, but here you go a nonlazy Sans.
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I am going to be real with you guys, I hate Papyrus, and consider him the worst character in the underground.
I know what you are thinking, but Polarfog he's so innocent, no he's not. And I'm going to prove it.
1. He knows Undyne is murdery so his capture, if he succeeded, he'd know what happens to you.
2. He's a hypocrite offering to help Undyne while helping the human. His phone call is ridiculous, it's funny how you tell her what I'm wearing even if I change clothes, (BTW is Sans' telling you what I'm wearing, how do you know I changed clothes?)
3. He knocks you unconscious three times before letting you go, this is assault and battery and in my opinion worse than murder,at least murder is done and over with.
4. He wants you to hang out with a mudery fish, yeah what could possibly go wrong? He knows Undyne wants you dead at this point.
That's why I hate Papyrus the most out of the Underground. He wants to be a pacifist yet you can't be one while wanting popularity. He puts popularity over his values hurting both parties.
I am not sorry I hate him the most and think he's the biggest hypocrite in the world.
Prompt: I Know You're In There Somewhere Fight for Bad Things Happen Bingo
Title: Broken Family
Summary: After Adam, Bree, and Leo use Chase's commando app to win a football game the app glitches and only partially disengages leaving Chase and Spike in the same headspace/body together. This upsets Chase and makes him feel like he isn't part of the family.
Spike, Adam, and Bree came home from winning their football game. “That was awesome!” Adam shouted.
Spike grunted while flexing, “Yeah we kicked their asses.”
Bree was excited, “All the boys will be lining up to ask me out.”
Leo smiled, “I am now the coolest in school.”
Adam bumped chests with Spike, “Good to have you, but we need Chase back.”
Spike looked at him, “How am I supposed to get-”
Disengage, 50% until the red battery was stuck at half, Glitch in the system and Chase wasn't confused, “Guys why do I remember Spike coming out?”
“Because I'm still here, punk. And much cooler.”
“They like me, I'm the real one.”
“I am not second grade shark meat, punk.”
Bree looked at them, “Guys what is going on?”
Eddie laughed, “You are in trouble, majorly.”
Chase started running fueled by Spike's speed, “Mr. Davenport!!!!!”
Mr. Davenport stopped in his tracks, “Chase what's wrong. Did your commando come out?”
Spike grunted, “It did and I'd argue I wasn't held back by this loser.”
Mr. Davenport's face fell, “Oh, oh no. This isn't good.”
Chase and Spike spoke simultaneously.
“What do you mean not good?”
“I'd argue it's good.”
“Calm down Chase, you know when you're angry it ramps Spike up. There must have been a glitch, let's get you back to the lab to fix it.”
“Absolutley Mr. Davenport.”
“I ain't being put away like shark meat.”
Spike started running away forcing Chase along, “Mr. Davenport help!” Chase screamed while forced along by this intruder in his body.
“Don't worry Chase, we'll take care of you.”
Mr. Davenport ran to his basement, “Do you guys have any idea what you done? How long was Spike engaged?”
Leo answered, “It's no big deal, it was since lunch.”
“Since LUNCH! No wonder the commando app glitches, it isn't meant to last that long, you” He clenched his fists, “I'll be mad at you later, right now we got to help Chase.
Bree is need your superseded to carry Adam to where he is, we don't have time for normal transportation and Adam I need you to grab Chase, we have to contain him in the lab until I can calm him down enough to hopefully completely disengage the app.”
“On it Big D.”
“And Leo, I need you to distract Spike without making him angry.”
Bree let Adam on her back and started tracking her brother (brothers?” and saw him throwing trash cans. “Chase!”
“Help me. He's insane!”
“Never catch me!” Spike grunted while throwing a trashcan at Bree, she started dodging trash cans letting Adam tackle the combined boys. “Alright, coming home.”
Spike went to land a hit but Chase held his arms back, it was in a halfway struggling position fighting to hit/not hit Adam.
“You aren't hitting him.”
“Let me go, you're lucky brainiac is holding me back.”
Adam tossed Chase/Spike in the lab, “Here they are.” Bree and Adam stayed out of the lab.
Bree looked down, “I am worried, what if Spike stays.”
“Then we have a cool brother.”
Bree punched Adam, “That's not funny! Chase is suffering.”
Meanwhile inside the lab Leo was talking to Spike about the football game keeping Spike away from Chase's fight.
Mr. Davenport looked at Chase, “Chase I know you're angry and they will be punished believe me, but I need you to try to lower your heart rate.”
“How! I am angry, they used me for a game and didn't even try to get me back!”
“Count to 10 with me.”
“1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10.”
“Good your heart rate is a little lower. The good thing is usually when the commando app engages for 4 hours or more you usually don't come back, you didn't have that glitch so you are fighting, but Chase I need you to continue fighting to be yourself or you will be stuck with him, we are on a time limit.”
“How?”
“You like math, calculate the geometry in this room, think of Bree and Adam and Leo.”
“Right now I want to punch them.”
“I understand that but you can't be angry, Spike feeds on it.”
“Okay no anger. Happy thoughts. I got to see school, Bree rescued me, Adam did too, Leo is talking to Spike.”
“And having the best conversation of his life.” Spike grunted. “He doesn't want you here.”
“Yeah.” Chase frowned, “Obviously.”
Leo stood up, “That's not true Chase, we were selfish, we want you here, we were so focused on winning we forgot the human!”
Chase looked at Mr. Davenport, “You tried to send us away, you all used my commando app to win a game, I doubt you really want me here.” Chase was crying and the commando app ran in the background, DISENGAGE. And finally completed the program.
“The good news is Spike is gone.”
“Probably bad news right.” Chase slammed the door open and went to a spare room in the mansion.
Bree and Adam entered, “What is wrong with Chase?”
Mr. Davenport's face was red, “Due to your very irresponsible and disrespectful actions I might add, your brother feels unwanted by the household, you're all grounded for three months. Now I got to talk to Chase.
You all are lucky that we even have him and not a Spike included version of him. I never been so passed off!”
Mr. Davenport searched the mansion high and low for Chase and found the locked door, “Chase you don't have to open the door just listen. I know you are angry and upset right now, but the good thing is you aren't feeling threatened. I never wanted rid of you, I forgot that you are human, I was so focused on making you the best you could be, I forgot that you also need interaction.
I do not like Spike better than you, you don't tear my tinsel and make your siblings eat it, and I gave you the app to protect you. I hope you know Chase that I care about you.” He walked away.
Chase laid on the bed, “Yeah, care.”
It's been weeks but besides school Chase wouldn't come out of his room and made other friends. He would grab snacks from home if the Davenports were lucky, Mr. Davenport got so worried he snuck money in Chase's wallet. “If he doesn't eat the required amount he will starve.”
Tanya looked at the kids, “I am also disappointed in you all. Your brother is suffering over a football game, I hope the win was worth it.”
Chase came in and grabbed a snack and went to his room. Mr. Davenport said yes immediately if Chase asked to sleepover at a friend's place as at least he's interacting with people.
Chase eventually decided to come to the lab when mission prep was going on.
“Mr. Davenport, is now a bad time?”
Mr. Davenport jumped as he didn't hear Chase come in, “It is never a bad time Chase.”
“I wanted to ask if I could no longer be part of missions. I know I haven't done them lately anyway, but make it official."
“Are you sure Chase, I left you on in case you changed your mind.”
“I am sure, I thought for a while.”
“I can make it official, if you ever change your mind you are always welcome back.” Chase shook his head and Mr. Davenport put his hand on Chase's shoulder, “I am serious Chase, you are always welcome.”
Chase turned around and went back to his room.
Mr. Davenport looked at his kids and while still mad just continued the mission prep. “Yeah he's not coming back.”
Bree said in a high voice full of denial of the situation, “Isn't there anything we can do.”
Mr. Davenport looked at the three children in the lab, “No, there is not. His trust has been broken by all of us. The only thing we can do is give him what he wants, space. I'll continue to let him know he's welcome anytime he wants to join us and you would do well too, but right now he is a ghost of himself.
I'm not just mad at you guys, I'm mad at myself too. At least Tasha, he lets her in so he has someone he considers family. We will not pressure him, understand?”
Summary: Adam, Bree, and Chase are captured by agent Graham and due to being told not to hurt the teens, they are held in a dungeon as political prisoners.
Bree, Adam, and Chase were in the tank, and Graham were in the police car, the siblings in the back while their captor in the front when they heard the radio, “We don't want a riot, transport them to the dungeon, we can use them for leverage.”
Bree looked at them, “Leverage, we aren't political prisoners.”
Agent Graham spoke, “Obviously you are, and still weapons of mass destruction.”
The teens were escorted to an old castle and led down stairs, the stairs were dusty and obviously never used while the furnitureless castle was obviously abandoned.
Bree, Chase, and Adam were locked in the room at the bottom of the stairs, handcuffs on each, disabling their bionics, and stretching Bree and Chase since it forced them on their tip toes while Adam's height kept them from stretching his ribs.
Agent Graham left, “Apparently we have to feed you, I still would've voted for experiments as you are obviously dangerous.” He looked at the teens, “At least you are out of the world now.”
He closed the door.
Bree looked at her brothers, “This is humiliating.”
Chase frowned, “It is going to be more humiliating when we have to use the bathroom.”
Adam tried to use his super strength to break the cuffs and could not, “Ugh, it's hurting me more than I am it. I know.” Adam used his heat vision on the cuffs and burnt himself, “Ow!”
Chase shook his head, “What did you expect?”
“At least I'm trying to do something, what are you doing!?”
Bree yelled, “Guys! Behave, who knows what this guy will do if we start yelling and screaming! Our best bet is to behave.”
Chase yelled, “Well excuse me for not wanting to be trapped in a dungeon!”
Bree sighed, “Look, I know it isn't ideal, but if we are used for politics we will be on camera and we can show the world we aren't dangerous.”
Chase sighed and looked at his sister, “So pretend to give in, it is our best bet. I would like to get out of this dungeon sometime.”
Adam looked at his siblings while still trying to break the cuffs, “So give up, okay. If you think this is the best, I'll go along with it even if I think we should break free.”
Bree looked at the wall, “It will be a while but they want us alive so we keep it that way and show we aren't dangerous, even if it takes years.”
Prompt: Soup for the Sick for Bad Things Happen Bingo
Title: To the Letter
Summary: A year post genocide where Sans killed the human, but the world never reset a new human falls, and Sans finds himself responsible for them by a codeword he gave them.
Sans looked at the human corpse he left behind. “I can't let you pass.” He grabbed the human, and though he had a soul, all the monsters were scared of the surface now and would rather stay underground. Whelp, that was that.
The reloads stopped, but so did the resets. Sans truly felt it, he was alone besides the flower he knew was stalking him.
A year later Sans was proceeding with normal life when he saw it, a human in the city. In the core. Was she sneezing and coughing? “Better not bring that here.” He mumbled, the population couldn't afford to get sick. There wasn't enough monsters as is after the last human.
He walked away, “Not my problem.” She didn't exit the RUINS so the conditions didn't apply. He decided whatever happens, happens.
Three days later Sans went grocery shopping and saw the human in a very bad disguise and checked their LV, 10. “You are going down a dark path kid.”
They grabbed their food and Sans sees monsters initiate a fight. The human killed the monsters with precision like it was practiced.
Sans sighed, he couldn't wait, LV 14 was too much, it was time for action.
Sans needed to avoid collateral damage so he waited until they were in HOTLAND and teleported in front of them. “Heh. Had a bad time?” Sans mumbled.
The human gripped their dusty knife and it was clear they were waiting for him to attack first.
Sans started with gaster blasters. “There's a better way!”
“Is there? Not killing means I die.”
Sans’ smile faltered. “What do you mean?”
“The city, I tried peace, I can't…”
“Okay, if you are telling the truth, reset, find me and say ‘Empty garbage’. I'll know I need to help you. For now…” Sans fired the blasters tearing their soul apart.
Reset, Sans felt a strange sense of deja vu. “Empty garbage, why would I give that word?”
Sans went out to do his prison check and saw it, a human and teleported in front of them, no LOVE yet clinging to a knife.
The human was sneezing and coughing, making Sans take a step back and pull his shirt collar to his nose bone, “Human…”
“Empry garbage, empty garbage, empty garbage!” Sans heard the panic in her voice.
“Empty garbage, grab onto a sleeve, kid.” She clutched his sleeve tightly and shortcutted to his garage. “Tell me kid, why did I give you the codeword for this is hell, help me?”
“Uhh yeah, falling in a prison and keeping no kills is hard, you gave it to me, told me to find you and not kill.”
“Okay kid first thing is that illness, you are going to spread that through the underground so let's cure that first.”
Sans looks to his house, “Papyrus’ room, or what was his room. Follow and don't you dare sneeze.”
Sans walked as the human followed to Papyrus’ room. The room was surprisingly warm but looked unused, the blankets stiff and creased, books neatly lined up on the shelf.
The human looked at Sans, “Why does it look like someone died in here?”
“Okay, never joke about that again. I. Don't. Joke.” Sans’ eyes remain hollow, “A year ago there was a human who liked to murder, this is my brother's old room. He would've wanted you to be comfortable, now bed.” Sans pointed a bony finger at the bed, which the human got in. “That sickness is deadly, no going out of here, I'll get you a bucket as no one has a bathroom in this world.”
“Oh great, a prison.”
“Yep. Just one where you won't kill us with a sneeze, read a book.”
Sans left and started making soup, “Stupid humans, a year of peace and now I have to keep another promise, maybe I won't break this one.”
He made sure the soup was human temperature, “Not too cold, not too hot, not too raw, not too cooked, such fragile beings.”
Sans gave her the meal seeing the vomit in the bucket, “You can keep the bowl…” Sans kept his hollowed eyes on the bucket, “And bucket…” Sans looked at the human, “A week is what online says, I can handle that.” Sans shortcuts out of the room, only going in to give water or do his dangerous waste management missions, he grabs the bucket and shortcuts to Hotland near an uninhabited and uncharted lava pit to dump the waste. “That bucket needs to take a fall, humans are gross.”
Once the flu is over and Sans enforced the 48 hour making sure isolation he invites the human to his couch, “Listen the only way out is to kill Asgore as you need a soul, personally I would rather you stay, less death and SNOWDIN is deserted along with the RUINS, and WATERFALL, just stay out of HOTLAND.”
“I mean you held up your end of the bargain so we can make this work.”
“Now to a better start.” Sans holds out his hand and she shakes it leading to a whooping cushion, which to Sans’ disappointment doesn't result in laughter.
The human looks at his hand, “I thought you said you didn't joke.”
“Just trying to lighten the deadly mood.”
They look at him in annoyance.
Sans sighs, “Fine. Tough crowds around here. What is your name?”
Prompt: A House Divided for Bad Things Happen Bingo
Title: Two Sides of the Story
Summary: After two genocides the monsters are split between whether they should spare or kill the next human who comes through. This division has even caused their society to have two Queens, one official and one unofficial. Come see how this plays out.
Two Sides of the Story - Chapter 1 - polarfog - Undertale [Video Game] [SquidgeWorld Archive]
Two Sides of the Story - Chapter 1 - polarfog - Undertale (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]
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Summary: Sans goes through his usual genocide spiral with the kid, but the kid intends on making Sans stand in the middle of the hall until the end of time...
Sans finally got done banging that annoying kid against the wall. He finished his spiel and noticed the boredom, “Even if we have to stand here until the end of time…”
Sans felt his eye sockets drape and forced them open. He couldn't let this kid end the world. “Must stay awake.” He thought as the kid sat in silence, cross legged. “What are they doing?” Sans thought as he gave in to his eyelids.
He woke up and was surprised the kid didn't strike.
“You look surprised, Sansy…” The kid talked. “You see, I have fought you before…” The kid twirled their knife, “And I got so bored…”
“Kinda the goal, kid.”
They smiled, “Now, it is time to bore you. I won't attack you…” The kid stood up and leaned in uncomfortably close to San's face.
He felt their breath on his skull when they whispered, “We will be here until the end of time…”
They then sat back down in that cross legged position. “You can't die in a battle except by another's hand and I know I can kill you anytime…” Their eyes turned red and mouth black and melted, “And erase the world, AGAIN!” They nearly yelled the sentence in their excitement.
Sans sighed, “Lessons ought to be learnt, kid.” This was going to be a long timeline….
Day 1 wasn't too bad, the kid ate and slept like a normal kid, almost as if they weren't a genocidal psychopath for a second.
It got to day 30 and Sans was feeling restless. He stayed awake as long as he could, but inevitably fell asleep at some points. But, now he had a hard time sleeping when he knew it was safe too, for some reason.
He couldn't even stand still and often paced around the kid, keeping his skull turned into their direction.
The kid spoke during the third straight day of Sans’ pacing, “It will never end. Isn't this fun?”
“So fun.” Sans muttered, “I never felt better.” Sans snapped.
The kid stood up and leaned against San's skull and blowed into his eyes sockets, “It will only get worse.”
No shit, Sans thought. Sans would never cuss in front of a kid, even one who should be in hell. That is just crass. Not that the kid didn't deserve to be cussed out, that was a matter for when they were older if they could stop resetting and think of consequences for ten damn seconds.
Sans wished he brought a book.
Month 8, and Sans could barely remember why he was here. He had to scar his wrist with a note to state the stakes.
The kid spoke once a year passed, “Why try?”
Sans snapped out of his thoughts, “Huh?”
“Why try? You know I can end you anytime, yet you stay…” The kid waved their hand, “No friends, only enemies. No one to save you, even ones who can…” The kid smiled, “Why try to stop me? I already won…”
“You universe is important, kid.” Sans blinked. “One day you may go too far and there will be nothing left.”
“What if I think the world deserves nothing?”
“There are people who care about you.”
The kid stood up and gripped Sans’ jacket collar and pulled him towards them.
“At least this is the end.” Sans thought.
But to his fear the kid spoke through gritted teeth, “Don't. Lie. To. Me.” They let go off Sans, causing him to stumble backwards.
“I jumped because my family told me they wanted me dead and the humans tried to see through it. Unwanted. Waste of space. Waste. Shouldn't exist.
And when I came here, what do I get?”
“Listen kid-”
“No, you listen! I get scrapes, scars, and death. And I go to a restaurant with you and get threats.
And when I come here, there is judge poopyhead.” The kid broke their knife in half with the hand they were holding it in and Sans didn't know if he should be relieved or scared they broke their weapon with no intent on their part. “What does he say I earned, love. I earned LOVE alright. Took me long enough.
No matter how many resets, you all tried to hurt me at least once and I hate every single one of you, but you're different Sans.”
“How so?”
“You knew I could reset. Which means you either got entertainment of me dying or wanted me dead.”
“That's not-”
“Shut up! You admitted you wanted me dead at that restaurant. I hate you the most.” The kid smiled, “This is your prison sentence. And you know what the best part is…”
“What?”
“You could kill me anytime and we end up back here. If you don't remember resets the you do this all over again for nothing and if you do, you know my end game and have to reveal so to get anywhere…”
Too bad Sans didn't remember resets. “Damnit.” He thought. “I can't tell future me this, so my best bet is keeping them here.” Sans hoped the kid would get bored eventually….
It was a normal day in the Simpson family, Bart and Lisa were getting ready for school.
Bart, his catholic school and Lisa, her public school.
Bart had his suit on and did a prayer. But Bart asked something that enraged Homer, “How come you gave up on being saved, dad?”
“I am saved.”
Bart shook his head. “In a false church.”
“Bart!” Marge hollered while Homer screamed, “Why you little-” and started strangling Bart.
But this time was different, Homer didn't let go and Bart's choking noises ceased as his neck stiffened.
Homer suddenly let go when the boy's body was stiff. Lisa's eyes were widened in shock and Marge was crying.
Ned, hearing the commotion called the police.
Chief Wiggum looked at Bart, “He's dead, alright.”
Bart was covered in a blanket as an ambulance was called.
Homer was arrested and the Simpsons were questioned for child abuse. It was decided if Marge divorced Homer, she could keep the girls, otherwise they would end up in the system.
Marge, doing what she thought was best for the girls, divorced her now ex-husband, not wanting the girls in the system. They all had to attend mandatory family and individual therapy.
This included Abe since Marge was moving to protect her family from the rumors and decided to bring Homer's dad with them.
She cried at her son's funeral. 10 was way too young to die. The whole town knew which is what prompted her decision to move. The girls didn't deserve to be known as sisters of a dead kid who died by his father's hands.
How did she not see this coming? She always knew Homer strangled Bart, but figured he deserved it. But never had an inkling this wasn't normal. Was she a bad mother?
Little did she know the whole town was questioning themselves. Bart's teacher wondered how it could be missed. Just last week Bart had bruises on his neck. Why didn't she question it? Sure, Bart was a troublemaker, but why did she assume he just got in a fight? Now, there was no saving them boy.
His friends crying wondered why they didn't go to a teacher. They saw Homer strangling the boy. Milhouse looked at Bart in a casket, bruises around his neck and all, “I am sorry, Bart. I should've gone to a teacher.”
The police and judges wished they did something sooner. Sure, Bart was a trouble maker, but this was unacceptable.
The unspoken question that lingered in the air was, was Bart a troublemaker due to his home life or because he was a troubled boy? Too bad the boy could never answer again.
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