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A few days later, Maggie kept in mind Moe's request to sing at his pub -- but everytime she worked up the courage to try and tell her parents about it, they would either say they were too busy to talk or fear would hit her again and she'd simply leave the room.
But worry gnawed at Maggie's heart like a hungry leach, and she found herself each night as Homer came home from the bar that she was asking him how Moe was. She stopped after her father started to become suspicous and asked her why she was so concerned anyhow.
Finally, durring dinner time at the tabel, she decided to tell her parents. She knew Homer would be leaving to Moe's after he was done eating, so it would be a perfect time.
"Moe whants me to sing at the bar, dad." Maggie blurted out, and flushed as her parents stared at her, suprised.
Finally, Marge spoke "Maggie, you're a great singer and I love you -- but why Moe's?"
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"Dad, why are you taking me to Moe's again...?"
An 20 year old Maggie Simpson was being dragged down the street by her father, who was obviously excited to go down to the bar he regularly visited. It was Maggie's birthday, and Marge had told Homer to give her a present.
"Your finally old enough to drink, Maggie. I took Lisa and Bart here when they were your age." Homer said with a soft smile, though Maggie felt annoyed. It was just another excuse for him to go and get drunk.
Once they entered the pub, the smell of cheap cigarettes and beer filled the air around them. Maggie stifled a cough as Homer sat down, patting a seat beside him welcomingly.
Maggie took a quick glance around and saw mostly older men she saw once in a while when Homer had parties at the house... or when she was walking down the streets and ran into them.
"Hey, Homer. Who's the chick?" Lenny said as he and Carl walked over, looking at Maggie.
"...Hey! That chick is my daughter Maggie!" Homer narrow