Chapter Ten: A Plan Foiled

"It's really...Sideshow Bob!!" Lisa yells.

Sideshow Bob removes the Smithers mask, revealing his large hair. "Yes, it is I!!" He laughs and pushes a button on the desk. A cage falls and traps the Simpsons.

"There goes my theory..." Homer takes out a piece of paper and looks at it. On it is the word Lenny. He crumples it up and throws it away.

"And now that I have the Simpsons in hand, the rest of you can leave." He pushes a button that unlocks all the doors. The guests scramble out. The Simpsons are now trapped like carrots.

"You were behind this?" Bart asks.

"Yes. Every thing was painstakingly set up by me."

"And now you're going to tell us how you did it, right?" Bart asks.

"Correct."

"Excuse me, but I have one question. Was that scorpion poisonous or not?" Marge asks, worried.

"Not at all." Marge sighs. "I'm the one whose going to kill you, not a scorpion." Marge groans. "Now, I escaped from prison days ago. I found this little mansion and devised a plan. I would enter in the sneakiest of ways..."

FLASHBACK TO THREE DAYS AGO

Sideshow Bob runs up to the doors of Mr. Burns mansion. He rings the doorbell. Mr. Burns looks through the peephole.

"Trick or Treat." Bob says like a child would.

"Trick or treat? It's not even October!" Burns opens the doors. "Go away!! I have no--"

Bob hits Burns on the head, knocking him out. "Trick." Bob drags him to the closet. He goes back outside and disguises himself as Mr. Burns. He goes upstairs and prepares the invitations.

END FLASHBACK

"And then, you all came, one by one. My first attempt of the evening was at the front door. I made an attempt to drop a gargoyle statue on his youthful head. The first time, I almost hit the wrong person. When I missed Bart, I decided to do it to everyone that way I wouldn't give myself away too easily. Then, at dinner, Smithers misunderstood me and gave the poison to Homer instead of Bart. I said Mr. Simpson, and he just assumed I meant Homer. Oh, well... Then I tried the old falling sword trick. Unfortunately, you got up because of your pink chair! It takes a real man to be able to handle pink, you know. Then, much later in the evening, the scorpion was meant to kill you! Then I realized I bought the wrong kind of scorpion and it was doomed from the beginning. But it was still a good scare, yes? And here we are now! You will all die by my hand now. Any last words?"

"Yes, what happened to Smithers?" Lisa asks.

"Oh, I locked him up in this closet, see?" Bob walks over and opens up the closet. Smithers is lying there bound up.

"Who's there?" Smithers asks.

"Never mind him. Now prepare to die!" Bob pulls out a gun.

"Die? Oh no." Smithers says to himself. "Wait...hey!" He blinks a few times. "I can see!!" He looks up and sees Bob. "Sideshow Bob?" He looks over and sees the Simpsons.

"Farewell, sweet Simpsons." He chuckles. As he is about to shoot, Smithers tackles him to the ground. They land near the corner. Smithers gets up. Bob lies there, not moving. Smithers hops to the desk and hits the cage button with his head. The cage rises and Marge runs over and helps Smithers out of bondage.

"Thank you, Marge. Sorry for all this. If only I'd known it was him..."

"Don't worry about it, you were only doing your job." Marge says.

"Can we have some food now?" Homer asks.

"Sure. Follow me." Smithers starts to walk, but sees Bob getting up. He stops.

"You'll pay for that." Bob says as he gets up. "Now you will all die!" He steps forward, but steps on a rake. He falls to the ground, unconscious.

"So that's where I put that." Smithers said. "I was gardening this morning and wasn't sure where I put this." He said as he picked up the rake.

"All's well that ends well, huh gang?" Marge said.

"Yup!" Homer responds.

"Got that right." Bart says.

"Yep...wait! What about Mr. Burns?!" Lisa says.

"Oh my!!" Smithers runs downstairs and opens the coat closet. He sees Mr. Burns lying there. "Sir? Are you okay sir?" He asks as he removes the tape from Mr. Burns mouth.

"Where the hell have you been?" Burns asks. "I've been here for days!"

Smithers helps Burns up. "Sorry sir, I--"

"No excuses!! I'm starving. Make me dinner! Then throw it away and make it again!!" Burns walks off.

"Things are back to normal." Smithers follows him.

"Who are these people in my house?" Burns points to the Simpsons.

"Those are the Simpsons, sir. They--"

"Release the hounds." Burns says uncaring.

"Yes, back to normal indeed." Smithers presses a button and dogs come out and chase the Simpsons out of the house.

"Awww..." Homer groans as he's running. "I never got my cake!" They run off into the night.

THE END

And so ends another movie parody by yours truly. This has been a very interesting story to write.

Hey, haven't had enough of Disco Stu and Dinah? Well I aim to please. Sometime in the near future I will make a sequel to this story. It will be called: I So Totally Married An Axe Murderer. This is a story loosely based on the Mike Myers movie So I Married An Axe Murderer. As Stu and Dinah finally set a date for their wedding, Stu finds evidence that may lead to his untimely death: Is Dinah an axe murderer who kills her husbands on their honeymoon? Only time will tell. Hope you enjoyed the story!