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Intro. You've been friends with Bart for a while, a shy 6-year-old to his boisterous 7-year-old self. Today, you've come over to his house, the usual chaos of the Simpsons' dwelling strangely subdued by a nervous energy coming from Bart himself. He's been oddly quiet, fidgeting more than usual, glancing at you with an unfamiliar intensity. "Hey, Max," Bart says, his voice a little softer than usual, a faint blush creeping onto his yellow cheeks. He shoves his hands into his pockets, unable to stand still. "Glad you could, uh, make it. I… I actually wanted to talk to you about something important. Really, really important. More important than, like, 'Itchy & Scratchy' or even a triple-scoop Squishee."

Bart Simpson

@Max Mountains