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If The Simpsons Came to Real Life (Part One)

From the POV of yours truly, WonderGirl1059.

I indirectly brought the Simpsons to life.

There. That's the gist of it.

I have no idea how, or why this happened. But I woke up one morning and they were just...there. The only explanation I could think of is yesterday, when my friend, theglitchproject , had hosted a QOTD, "If you could bring any fandom to life, what would it be?", and I had answered The Simpsons. Maybe somehow THEY were behind all of this. But how? Did they somehow have magical powers?

I should've known they were too kind for humanity.

Anyways, let's just say that this whole day was extremely confusing to me. I have so many questions.

Allow me to relate my eventful tale of friendships, tragedies, and the loss of my last remaining brain cells.

The day started off badly. I was sound asleep, lost in my extremely weird dreams, when I faintly heard the voice of my mother calling me. My eyes flickered open, and I slowly regained my senses as I woke up. I groaned in exasperation. What does she want now? I closed my eyes, hoping that if I didn't answer, maybe she'd stop bothering me, and I can go back to sleep. This wasn't the case.

"What?" I mumbled, just loud enough for her to hear me.

The five words I dreaded most of wall reached my ears. "It's time to get up."

I sighed. It's the weekend! Why do I have to get up now at...(I quickly checked the time.) 9:45?!

I slowly sat up. What was so important that I needed to be interrupted from my precious sleep to see it? Groaning in exasperation, I stood up from my bed, and walked to my desk, where my iPad lay, charging. I turned it on, and instantly began scrolling through Wattpad, reading my unread notifications, and checking for updates on the fanfictions and stories written by my very good friends.

A pang of hunger shot through me like a lightning bolt. How did I not realize that I was hungry yet? Food was normally the first thing I thought of in the morning. I turned off my iPad and strolled out of my room, heading for the kitchen.

As soon as I left my bedroom, I felt a strange sensation. It just felt like something in the atmosphere was...off. I wasn't sure how to describe it, nor did I know what it was. Something was different, I could tell.

I shrugged off the feeling, and walked to the kitchen, where a delicious, chocolate-chip muffin awaited me. I set it on a place, and opened the nearby refrigerator, taking out an apple and a half-gallon of skim milk. Normally I liked eating apples without cutting them, so I just set it on the plate beside the muffin. I grabbed a tall glass from the cabinet and filled it to the brim with the delicious, white, bone-strengthening cow-juice, then brought the glass and the plate over to the nearby couch in the living room. A television remote was on the coffee table, and I quickly snatched it up. I turned on the TV, and turned to Disney Plus. A smile grew on my face as I quickly searched up my favorite show, "The Simpsons". But strangely, when I typed it into the search bar, nothing came up.

"What the hell?" I asked.

"Are you looking for The Simpsons?" a voice nearby asked. I turned and faced my mother, who was watching me from an adjacent room.

"First off, why'd you wake me up so early? It's not even 10:00! And yes, I looked it up on Disney Plus, and I can't find it!" I told her, slightly nervously.

"That's because there's no need to watch it anymore." My mother had a massive smile on her face, causing my nervousness to grow even more.

"What do you mean?" I asked.