Ch. 1
None
of these characters are mine. Please R&R
Marge
was in front of the kitchen sink, cleaning the dishes. She grunted,
trying to get every piece of dirt and grease off of the frying pan
she was working on. Hmph, I knew we shouldve bought that
cooking set at the store, she said to herself.
Mom,
I got an A on my test! Lisa exclaimed, running into the kitchen.
Marge ignored her, focusing on the frying pan.
I swear, if this doesnt clean Marge trailed off.
Mom? Lisa questioned.
Marge continued to scrub, but to her dismay the pan still wasnt
sparkling clean.
Lisa
decided to give up, walking out disappointed. Bart laughed at her,
seeing she was ignored. The little girl glared at her brother and
headed up to her room, slamming her door shut.
Bart
snuck in the kitchen seeing this was the perfect time, as his mother
was occupied with her back turned. I wonder what beer tastes like,
he thought, opening the fridge. He spotted the six pack of duff
beer and wrestled one out. He chuckled, managing to get out of the
kitchen as Marge screamed in frustration and threw the pan down.
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