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Simpsons Porn Story: It Wasnt Me Chapter 1

Simpsons Porn Story: It Wasnt Me Chapter 1

Bart groaned and struggled, attempting to loosen the ropes that bound him to an uncomfortable wooden chair. However the rough ropes only tightened and dug in to his wrists more, causing him to be glad that the ropes around his ankles werent as tight. He moved his feet slightly, trying to sit up more and stretch. He had no idea how long he had been here, but he knew he had been unconscious for a while.

He looked around the room he was in with his one good eye. His other eye was too bruised to see much out of it. He realised he was in the middle a small cell like room with a dim light in the corner, giving the only light. The rest of the room was empty. In front of him was a massive door, probably made of a strong wood, with an iron handle on. He figured it was probably locked though and with no windows or even a way to get away from the chair he figured that he had no means of escape.

He sighed and closed his eyes, trying to rest and remember what happened. The last thing he could remember he was walking away from Moes after being thrown out and he, Nelson, Milhouse and Martin were going back to his house. He wondered who had put him here and why. His question was answered though as the door swung open and two guys walked in followed by Fat Tony.

Bart Simpson, Fat Tony said as he walked in and stood in front of him.

Why am I here? Bart questioned him, clearly angry.

He chuckled slightly. Dont mess with me. You know what you did and I dont take kindly to things like that.

Bart scowled, wishing he really did know what had happened. You cant keep me here!

Yes I can, Fat Tony replied. Nobody gets away with blowing up so much beer.

Beer?

Moes place, he told him, proving to Bart that he knew what he had done.

Someone blew up Moes!? Bart said surprised and Fat Tony nodded sadly.

Of course you already knew that though…didnt you? he questioned threateningly. Ill leave you to think about what you did and when I come back I want to know whether youre willing to admit it or not.

What if I dont? Bart asked and just saw him grin.

Then you will be punished.

And if I do? he asked, wondering if it was better to admit.

You will be punished. With that Fat Tony walked out and the other two men, who had remained silent all this time, followed him out and locked the door behind them. Bart was alone again and trying desperately to remember what had happened. Had he done it?

He knew he had been drinking and something was mentioned about blowing Moes up, but he didnt remember blowing up anywhere or even thinking about actually doing that. He thought harder.

-Flashback-

Get out! Moe yelled, throwing Bart, Nelson, Milhouse and Martin out.

The group mumbled and groaned, but all the same moved away. They staggered down the street.

Imagine if Moes blew up, Nelson said beer exploding and shooting everywhere.

Yeah, that would be cool, Bart grinned, picturing it clearly. The group walked across the road, almost being ran over by a black car with tinted windows.

The group walked along the street, talking about it. Only Milhouse stayed quite, probably due to being too drunk.

-End Flashback-

Now Bart thought about it that was Fat Tonys car. Had he heard their conversation and assumed? Bart sighed and realised he could be in a lot of trouble. He was sure he would never have done such a thing though. Even he had his limits and that was his friends, his Dads and his favourite drinking place.

He knew he had to find out the truth and prove it wasnt him. Who was it though and how could he prove his innocence? After all he was often guilty for things and being trapped in here made it difficult to find out who it could possibly be. He was also there often and had talked about that happening. He looked guilty and was certainly being treated as guilty. What could he do?

His thoughts then wondered on to the punishment, though he was about to find out what that would be and he could only wish it wasnt going to be as bad as he imagined.

He didnt have any more time to think as the door opened once again. Well?

It wasnt me.

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