To Be Young: Chap. 2 Burns/SmithersIn His ImageTo Be Young: Chap. 2 Burns/Smithers in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
His excitement mounted as he neared Burns' Manor, peddling as fast as his old hand-me-down bike would carry him. He couldn't wait to show Mr. Burns a smile that wasn't full of metal for once. He skidded to a stop directly in front of the black, wrought iron gates. These strange, new feelings he'd developed for Mr. Burns were a little scary and at times overwhelming for the sixteen-year-old to fully understand.
It wasn't that he was naive about such matters of the heart, but it was the fact that this was Mr. Burns he was dealing with, a man of the world. A real old fashioned gentleman with refined taste and all the frills of the posh lifestyle. He had really lived the high life and had rubbed elbows with the best of them from celebrities to the big-shot millionaires.
He'd had a life full of adult experiences, gorgeous women, a closet full of expensive clothes and shiny polished shoes. What could he possibly ever see in little Waylon Smithers Jr, a mere ghost of his f
Stage Fright: Chapter 6 (Bob/Bart)Chapter Six: Your LoveStage Fright: Chapter 6 (Bob/Bart) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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"He called me WHAT?" Lisa yelled at the top of her lungs, causing a picture frame to fall off of the kitchen wall. "Why that little... when I get my hands on him I'll..." Lisa growled, making strangling motions with her hands in an eerily similar way as their father would.
"Just forget it; he was saying it to hurt me, not you," said Bart as he sat at the kitchen table with Lisa directly across from him. Lisa had kept pestering him until he finally let her in on the fight he'd had with Milhouse. A persistent one she was, but he knew that she only had his best interest in mind and it did feel good to get it off his chest and to confide in someone.
"It's no big deal really. Everyone knows you're as pure as snow Lis," Ba
To Be Young: Chapter FourHome Sweet HomeTo Be Young: Chapter Four in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Waylon had ridden back home on his bike that day with the silliest, lovestruck grin on his face. Mr. Burns had actually hired him to be his assistant which meant that all day after school, he'd be bringing Burns his slippers, brewing his coffee, answering his phone and maybe even greeting people at the door. Sure, it might not sound like a dream come true to most people, but it was his idea of paradise.
He stepped into the front door of his home and spotted his stepfather Glen sprawled out asleep on the couch in his white shirt, suspenders and rolled up sleeves. He was a tall, thin man, often being described as lanky and his brown hair was short, impeccably trimmed and parted on the side. Every day he would shlep in through the door, take off his suit jacket and place it on the hook near the door. Then he would loosen his tie, roll up his sleeves, kick off his shoes and then pass out on the couch for a while. He rarely strayed from this routine and became as irri