Bart Goes to Kamp

Chapter One: A Prank Gone Too Far?

Bartholomew Jojo Simpson doesn't require an introduction, but I'll still give you one anyway. He was America's bad boy and Springfield's town prankster. This century's Dennis the Menace. As conniving and clever as a fox, the boy had managed to trick many. From the first minute he was born, he already lit his dad, Homer's tie on fire. Then he only continued pranking people. He was only 10, but he had already garnered a fan base and mixed reputation within his community of the humble town of Springfield.

The boy had perpetrated many pranks throughout his life, yet this one was going to be the best of them all. It wasn't going to be a prank call to Moe's. Not a fake love letter to his teacher Mrs. Krabappel. And not him pretending to be a kid stuck in a well, by using a microphone and radio. This was going to be a frazzled news story, and it'll get him a few weeks off school too.


This prank was going to be like all of his other schemes; clever, mischievous, meticulously planned, fun, and exciting! Also, it could get him out of the upcoming test on state capitals. It all started by coincidence when Bart showed up at the Kwik-E-Mart for a Squishee. When he came inside Apu, the shopkeeper, wasn't at the counter; instead Apu was stuck in the freezer.

"S-sir, I m-may have locked myself i-in the f-freezer. If y-you can j-just press that b-button o-over there, I c-can come o-out," the Indian shopkeeper chittered

"Oh yeah? What's in it for me?" Bart asked

"Y-you can g-get a 10% discount," Apu told, "W-with any p-purchase above t-ten dollars"

"Ten dollars? Man, I just came here for a 6 dollar squishee. No deal,"

Bart then decided to explore the shop a bit. He snooped behind the counter and looked through the items, and he may or may not have look at some of the playboy magazines. He then saw a key, with it was a keychain and on that keychain was written "secret room". The boy scoffed, nothing ever got out of his sight. He went around to the back of the store to an aisle. The asile had a shelf of canned foods, Bart slithered behind the shelf; and came to a door which was labeled "secret room". He once found that door there but always wondered what was inside it.

Bart inserted the key and unlocked the door. Upon entering the dark room, he fiddled around for a light switch and found one. As the flickering orange light lit up, the room had been illuminated by its weak musty glow. Bart gasped, there were fireworks! Fireworks galore! Firecrackers and fireworks piled up on shelves, in boxes, and some lay haphazardly on the floor. The boy's eyes gleamed in amazement. He slipped out of the room and turned to Apu, who by now looked like he was in the frozen aisle of some human-meat store.

"Hey, Apu. I didn't know you had illegal fireworks. What's with that?"

"S-sir, p-please don't t-touch those, they're very dangerous!" Apu protested

"Then why do you have 'em?" the boy asked

"Um…" the shopkeeper struggled to come up with a fitting answer

"Let's strike a deal. I'll take some of your fireworks, and in return, you gain your freedom"

After some arguing back and forth, with reluctance Apu finally obliged, and Bart went some with a few dozen illegal fireworks.


Over the next few days, he with the help of his friends, and the school bullies he befriended, planted many fireworks in the school's playground. The plan was going to be that they were going to release fireworks at the time Bart's State Capital's test started. He could then get out of class and enjoy a nice firework show. It was also threatening to rain that day, so the sky was darker than usual, but no rain yet.

"Alright everyone, today is the State's Capital test! I hope you all are ready to do this test!" the teacher announced to the class

"I was born ready!" Martin exclaimed in his high-pitched cheery voice

Bart just rolled his eyes at that nerd. Then he checked his Krusty brand watch. Right now it was 1:59 pm. Just a minute more till the fireworks went off. Bart turned his head to the window. A hand appeared from behind the bush signaling that everything was set and ready. Bart lightly chuckled to himself, this prank was going to be awesome! The teacher had distributed the test and everyone started scribbling down on their papers. Bart followed suit by writing his name. He looked at his watch once more, only 10 seconds!

10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...0!

Then suddenly a loud excited bang came from outside. Everyone diverted their attention to outside. The students started to get jumpy and nearly all of them bounced out of their seats and rushed out the door, cheering happily. Bart also grabbed his backpack and ran out of the classroom.

"Everyone! Stop aren't you going to give the test?" the teacher said alarmingly

The whole school ended up at the school's playground and yard. Everyone stared in awe at the glorious fireworks dancing in the sky. They glimmered and shined. They had fun colors and patterns. And behind them, they left trails of smoke. Everyone stared in awe at the firework show.

Perhaps it was their bad quality or their inept placement, but they didn't fly very high up in the air. This caused the smoke to be nearer to the ground, causing kids to cough. Then one firework completely flattered its landing, by landing on the grass and caught on fire! A few people started freaking out as the fire expanded. Students started running away. Bart started to freak out too.
Bart frantically pulled out his Krusty brand walkie-talkie and spoke into it, "Guys! Stop! The prank's gone too far!

No reply came from the walkie-talkie, instead, the fireworks kept ongoing. And just at that point, the teachers started to run away, not caring to bring their students along with them. Bart snatched his skateboard out of his backpack and fled from the scene. Some people were still there waiting to see if anything else happened. It was at that time by coincidence, that a huge lightning bolt struck down and hit the school's flag pole. The pole, lit on fire, came crashing down onto the school, breaking its weak thin walls. Many screams came from inside the school as the fire started to spread there too. Then it started to acid rain(this is Springfield, why would it rainwater?)!

A few minutes later the Springfield Fire Brigate arrived and blasted the firehose towards the school in a feeble attempt to extinguish the fire. The students inside the school got attacked burns by coming in contact with the fire and the students outside the school started having trouble breathing by coming in contact with the aid rain; so really it was bad either way. The same went for the back and front of the school.

The corrosive acid rain damaged the health of many. The fire burnt like the red light of the setting sun. It was truly a dreadful scene, a prank gone too far.


Bart, who had managed to slip away before more fireworks were released, came home unscathed. He entered the house nonchalantly.

"Hi, mom! No time to talk gotta go!" Bart spoke hastily as he scurried up the stairs and jumped into his room, slamming the door shut.

"Bart's home a bit early," Marge said confused, "Oh well,"

Marge returned to her housekeeping duties. A few minutes later she heard Homer's car in the driveway. Homer entered the house with Lisa, who had a few bruises over her body, nothing too deadly.

"Homer? Lisa? You're also early. What's happening?"

"Marge, you've gotta turn on the news. Bart's really done it this time"

"Bart! Come downstairs!" Marge called out to Bart

"Oh no," Bart said to himself, "Maybe she's calling me for something different-yeah. Just go Bart" after the pep talk, he went downstairs.

Eventually, the whole family sat on their old couch and Homer switched on the TV.

"A prank gone too far? Grades in flames? Kent Brockman reporting not live on a supposed prank in Springfield Elementary. Which started as an innocent firework show to get out of a measly test, escalated into complete chaos and destruction of Springfield Elementary, and many of its students and staff. It is believed that notorious prankster and bad boy, Bart J. Simpson, may have been the one responsible..."

Bart gulped as he slowly looked around the room. It was dead quiet and everyone gave the boy a certain 'look'.

"...Damage repair costs have been calculated up to 5 million dollars. Yes, I am not joking, 5 million big ones. They'll have to rebuild the whole school and it seems the Simpsons family will have to pay for it. Bart, you better hide in your room." Kent Brockman said, but his piece of advice to Bart was already rendered useless, as Bart was cornered now.

"Why you little..." Homer started as an angry expression began sprouting over his face, but he suddenly stopped as he heard Marge let out an audible sigh

"Bart, you've really done it this time..." Marge said disappointedly as she trudged out the room, her head hanging low. Homer followed Marge out of the room and eventually, Lisa picked up Maggie and left too.

Bart was left in the TV room all alone, with his guilty conscience and concerns. He really screwed up this time. Marge didn't scold him, Homer didn't strangle him, he wasn't grounded or sent to his room, and even Lisa didn't contempt him. Bart's pranks always had the downside that they got him in trouble or they cost the family some money or both. Bart would usually suck up to the scolding and recite a fabricated apology to his parents, get sent up to his room and read comics or escape from through the window and go to his treehouse or over to Milhouse's place. This felt quite different from simply being scolded then forgetting about it the next day. This time the parents have already been struck with the financial worry, not bothering with disciplining Bart, as if he'd learn from that anyways.

Besides, how were Marge and Homer going to cough up 20 million dollars?! This was all Bart's doing and as his parents, they had to take full responsibility. Bart may have felt guilty about his acts from time to time, but this time the stress loomed over him, threatening to engulf him in its darkness. Bart also left the room.