A/N: Dude I'm not surprised about this sequel really isn't a big surprise for me seeing how you all liked the first story. But still I can't wait to get right into the grove again. Also dudes like I've told you or probably a few of you know is that I take commissions work over at my Archiveofourown account. I still have the same name so don't worry. And a commission is simple you pay me and depending on the story. And how flexible your budget is I'll make a story for you dudes. You can talk to me more in PM's or on Archiveofourown seeing as most of my commission work will be there. But still dudes as you all asked this sequel will also be followed by the first chapter of my Futurama story. And I hope some of you like the way I went with that story too. Lastly dudes I'll be posting my holiday surprise to all of you in the coming week so be ready. Special thanks to everyone who liked the original and pushed for the sequel!
Everyone needs a good family but a sexy family is even better.
Springfield Barts POV
I honestly can't say I didn't expect something odd to happen with Maggies developing sexual feelings for me. But really does she have to sit on my lap as we drive home.
Rubbing Maggies head she purrs almost as she naps during the drive. I can't say I'm not happy she's happy. But I just wish it were a little different.
I mean I get the feeling the twins teasing me isn't just a game like when we were younger. And Titania hasn't stopped asking me to meet my girlfriend so she can talk to her.
Lisa and Marge have been able to handle me sexually when I not too pent up. Plus their system for when we fuck is pretty nice. At least with this no fighting for love rule wise.
I just wonder if what Heart told me is set in stone. Will I really have multiple partners? And from what he told me when I released my inner walls. I still have a ways to go before I can see how strong I am with my Key.
Stopping my car in the drive way I rub my neck to gently lift Maggie out with me.
Opening the door I see Marge, Titania, and Manjula sitting in the side room. None of them notice me so I carry Maggie upstairs and lie her down onto her bed.
Heading back downstairs I find all three looking over some papers. I say "Hello ladies looking over the book club list." All three turn to see me but seeing Marges expression I can tell it's not good.
Marge says "Bart that asshole Artie Ziff is suing me because of that crap my ex pulled on him." Showing me the paper I scan it to shake my head to say, "This paper is legal roundabout mom. He can't get to the fat man he wants to sue. So he's going after you as if you were an active accomplice."
Marge glows saying "That's crap I didn't know he would barge in and dance with me with a mask on. And plus he step on my foot while kissing me."
Titania asks me "Bart do you know anyone who can settle this?" I nod pulling out my phone to give a call to Mr. Burns lawyer. If anyone can help with legal bull like this it's him.
Sitting down Marge huffs clearly she's pissed that this Artie guy pulled something like this. Titania asks "Bart do you know why this dick would go after your mom slash girlfriend."
I cough for a moment to see the knowing smirk on Titania faces. Shaking my head I groan to say, "Well knew sooner or later this would come up. So weird or curious is my question to you?"
Titania smiles to stroke a finger against my shoulder. She says "More interested then freaked out honestly. But we can get into the details of a date after we calm Marge down."
I look at Marge as she half glares half growls at Titania. Marge sighs to say, "First let me tell you what fully happened that night. Artie asked me on a date but I was married to my ex.
"Artie recreated our prom night and he kissed me full on the lips. I slapped him and walked off telling him not to do anything dramatic before I agreed to finish the reunion dance.
"My ex saw and he thought of his own way to win me back. Dressing up like a rip off of Zoro we danced and kissed. I knew it was my ex cause of the gut he had. Plus like I said he stepped on my foot during the kiss.
"Anyway after the guests applauded and Artie got mad. So mad in fact he tricked my ex into a legal bind. I had to go on my own private clue finding to find out what he did. Artie was properly arrested and my ex got out.
"But as they were sending Artie in he told me I'd regret breaking his heart. I told him the truth about the kind of man he is. He had no respect for my individuality or my own opinions.
"A number of times he stalked me while I was in high school as a junior reporter. His selfishness was the pin hook that cemented that I was never his girl.
"That and the fact that he constantly had the need to grope me every time we talked. I thought slapping him was enough but the last time I kicked him in the balls for good measure."
Titania laughed to ask, "Did you hit with your shoe or your shin dear?"
Marge answers "I made sure it was my foot. Didn't want any chance of me missing." I smirk as Marge swings her left foot back and forth a little.
Manjula finally speaks up to say "By Shiva why must we go through so much turmoil before we find the right partner? Bart don't worry Titania and I won't say anything. It's clear right now isn't the time to talk about your relationship with Marge."
Marge thanks them and both women excuse themselves. But before they got Titania cups my junk to grope me a little. Marge growls to glare at the busty women as she snickers.
Titania says, "I can say Bart I'm impressed with how heavy your package feels. And can't wait to see if at full mast."
Manjula pulls Titania away before Marge leaps at her. With both women gone I turn to Marge who locks lips with me. Wrapping my arm slowly around her waist I stroke her lower back slowly.
I say, "Whatever you need right now just tell me ok?"
Marge nods to kiss my cheek to say "I'm going to lie down sweetie please make dinner ok." I nod as she walks up stairs her strides slow and showing she's thinking.
This Artie guy sounds like a real piece of trash. And I won't let the horny prick get his stalker hands on Marge again. Sighing I walk to the kitchen as I also get a call from professor Frink.
Arties POV
Walking into the small back alley shop I stride up to the metal door and knock twice. The little latch window opens and I say the German phrase.
The latch closes and I'm let in. Walking past the door I see three short fellas each wearing green suspenders and little bowel hats. One of them says "The boss will talk with you during the show."
Sitting in the small dimly little cafe I nod as yet another group of unsavory gangers have a place to themselves. Honestly the police in this town are way to lenient to be called an active force.
With various girls walking around I smile as the lights to the little stage show a cute little number with blue tinted highlighted hair begin to sing. In a cage she's like a small songbird as she chirps for the people.
The goons cheer while others have their hands in their pants. As the bird continues to sing a voice to my side says, "She's always had such a lovely voice Gretchen. But you're not one of my usual costumers. So specks pencil neck what do you want?"
Turning slightly I see a man no taller then me with a much shorter women on his lap. She giggles as he plays with her hair between his fingers. I lean back slowly to say "I have some information I need to off load. And I heard you know people competing with Fat Tony?"
As if a pin dropped the bird stops singing and the man growls to say, "Care to not say that name around me boy. Cause the next time you say it I'll be taking out one of your eyes."
I nod as the women tries to calm him down. After a few minutes the man isn't shaking with rage and the shorter women signals all to go back to what they were doing.
The man now I know is the boss of the place says "That piece of trash has been a pain in my arse since he killed me brother. You say you have dirt on him right start talking."
I say, "I need some guarantees first. That piece of fat has allies everywhere. And just finding you wasn't easy either. Of the major four gangs in this city yours has been in a turf struggle with his since your brother was killed.
"And I must say killing five of his street lieutenants painted a pretty good message to the bastard."
The boss asks, "So you want my protection from anything he might hear if you talk?"
I nod to say "And in return you help me with a side job I have him involved in. As he does the job a few times it'll go wrong and he loses some guys.
"And slowly with each job going wrong the other gangs lose trust in him. Without him looking with some new blood can come in. And you'll get revenge as well as a chance to be sitting pretty at the head of a much small group of gang leaders at a fine dinning establishment."
The boss smirks to pet the short womans head. She purrs as he says, "First I need a hit on some thing you might know seeing as you have some information."
I say, "Send a group of twelve guys with some nice fire power to the south beach. The fat pig has some imported cigars coming in from the islands. From what I hear one box is worth a thousand dollars.
"And he has at least five hundred coming in tomorrow night."
The boss nods to say, "Time to go rat glass and just so you know. If you're setting me up in anyway that fat bastard won't save you."
I smirk to say, "Spare me the intimidation drama. I'm a genius and care little for gang fighting. That fat bastard is trying to keep me on a leash so he can make more money with my brain. But he won't expect this brain to try and take him down without breaking the leash."
Leaving the club I pull out my phone to call my off shores bank to wire me some money. I can't stand walking around anymore in these old clothes.
Unknown POV
A lot has changed in the time I've been asleep each Key has finally been placed to a Chosen. Good that makes things much easier to understand. I can't feel all of them but four are currently asleep.
While the other four are awake. Smiling I push the door to my tomb to the side. Much has changed in my sleep. Walking through the softly wedding and dust of the long dead past. I see flames no longer power lights.
But powered the wires truly the ages have been good to those that developed their mind. Maybe the Key of Minds had a hand with expanding such things.
Walking a short walk into my study the years of sleep have left my homestead in dust. And that the last of my long dead loyalists added small upgrades before their passing. But I am glad the likes of thieves have not touch what is not there's. I don't wish to spend time hunting down their decedents to reclaim what is mine.
Finding the scroll I place it on the table and smile my dream has come true. I have sleep for the time that is needed and now the right stars are in place.
I say, "A Key for each era has been assigned. Now all that is left is to bring them together and then ascendance will be ours."
Feeling with my sleep walking I find the names of the current sleeping Keys. Writing down their names I snap my finger summoning my inner Eye. As its blue eye looks at me the Eye of dreams says, "Yes my Holder?"
I answer "Find me a few loyal servants my Eye. And do find those who can hold their own as well as to be expected in this current age."
Dream Eye nods to slip away as I rest in my dusty chair. Feeling my nose twitch I stifle a sneeze to look at the names. So many unique names but as I've felt only one is truly younger the all the others. And he currently dreams of simple loving peace.
I say "I should seek him out later. The young often need a good model to guide them through their paths. Bart Bouvier the Holder of Hearts I will continue to watch your dreams in their entirety."
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