Struggling to Survive | A Simpsons Fanfic

Chapter 2: Not so bad

Lisa followed the king through the tall, twisted trees in front of them. She had the urge to run, but knew the king was far more powerful and therefore, she stayed with him. When they finally reached the castle, Lisa looked up in amazement. She had never seen it up close, and it was like a shining jewel just waiting to be discovered. "Alright, my dear.. Before we introduce you to my son, you need to be changed out of those.. dirt scraps," The king said, gagging at his own words. He grabbed me and took me to a wardrobe. He fiddled with dresses, until he grabbed a red ball gown. "Try this on." He commanded sternly. Lisa changed into the dress, and she felt the soft velvet creeping up her skin

 She sighed. "What now," Lisa asked unwillingly.  He chuckled. Lisa was about ready to punch this man in the face. Apparently, he found all of this stuff utterly hilarious. He was such a sicko. 

"We shall comb your hair down, instead of having them up in those dreadful spikes," He said calmly. Once that was finished, he lead Lisa to the Prince's room.

Back at home, the very drunk Homer walked through the door, staring at his sad family. "What's goin' on...," He asked, slurring his words. Marge looked at him in complete, saturated fury.

"Where the HELL have you been, Homer! Lisa's been kidnapped by the king, and your over at Moe's getting drunk," "I am so SICK OF YOU!" She yelled. Bart ran to the corner. He hated it when his parents fought. Homer stared back.

 "Lisa? Kidnapped?" He laughed, like it was a hilarious joke. Then he collapsed on the floor, too drunk to be conscious. Marge scowled, and Bart hid in the corner, afraid of the dark blanket of night. He layed down his head on his brick pillow, and thought. A lightbulb came on inside his head.

 "I'll save Lisa." he whispered to himself. He tiptoed out of the door and ventured in the cold, foggy wind to save his sister.

Back at the castle, Lisa was at the door of the prince's room. She had never known there was a prince. But knowing his father, Lisa had already pictured him as some stuck up geek. The king opened the door, and surprisingly, it made no creak. Lisa peeked around the door and stared in shock. The prince wasn't at all how she imagined. He had cute brown hair that was swept back, a grey sweater, and to be honest, he didn't look like royalty at all! His room was lined with bookshelves, and they were all filled with poetry books.

 "Son, I want you to meet your future bride," The king said, gesturing to me.

 "Dad, you know I don't want to be betro-" the prince began, but then stopped when he looked at Lisa. They both blushed for a moment. The king smiled and walked out of the room.

"Hi, my name is um.. Lisa.." She said shyly. The boy stared back at her.

 "Greetings, fair maiden, my name is Nick. Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all." His cheeks turned red, realizing he was being sort of a poetry dork. Lisa stared back in amazement.

 "That's a quote from Alfred Lord Tennyson! Wait.. Don't tell me you love poetry too?" She smiled at him, realizing that the king had done her a favor, instead of a wrong. Nick was EVERYTHING she was looking for in a boy, and she finally had luxury all around her.

 "I wish my family were here to see this.." She thought. Then she realized. "Oh my god. MY FAMILY!"

If you guys don't know who Nick is, he is one of Lisa's love interests in an episode. I chose him because he is one of the more less known ones, and I wanted to bring some light towards his character.