#dame judith terwilliger

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(Just a little spoiler part one)

29th of April 1959

The stars were out tonight that sparkled and shine over the city of the unknown state because we were in the countryside of America where farmers were doing their jobs for giving folks some food and water and warmth. (I mean, this is the different time in the different place, after all.)

Somewhere in the countryside of America, a 8-year-old boy Cecil Terwilliger was laying down on the grass with his 17-year-old brother Bob Terwilliger as they watched the stars together while their mother Judith Underdunk was going on labour in the barn after the rest of their family had no idea that she was pregnant again.

“Why the sky so dark?” Cecil asked curious.

“Hmm, because it’s nighttime.” Bob replied, “Nighttime means way past your bedtime.”

“Why are the stars so bright?” Cecil asked again.

“So everyone could watch them when they are bored,” Bob replied.

“Why are people yellow and sometimes brown?” Cecil asked.

“It’s the way God made them,” Bob replied.

“Why the grass so soft?” Cecil asked.

“It’s depends on how season goes for the grass to be soft or hard,” Bob said while rolling his eyes. “And now, I have a question for God; Why did we have to travel all the way here when our mother goes labour and there’s no hospital here?!”

“I have a question for God, too.” Cecil replied, “Where do the babies come from?”

“I think you’ll find out when you grow up,” Bob replied.

“Why not now?” Cecil asked, raising his eyebrow.

“Trust me, you don’t wanna know.” Bob replied.

~~~

Meanwhile, Robert Terwilliger was holding his baby girl in his arms as he couldn’t believe what he and his wife Judith were sharing this moment.

The baby girl was a strong one with a mix of ginger and red curly hair that looked similar to her older brothers and her mother, blue sapphire eyes just her deceased grandmother Victoria Terwilliger and a little bit of freckles. She came to the world with a strong cry with a hint of giggle and she was already strong enough to grab hold on her father’s finger.

“I can’t believe she had your mother’s eyes, son.” Eric Terwilliger, Robert’s father, replied, “If only she could see her granddaughter now…”

“What really surprised me that she came to the world unannounced, as if she was waiting to come to see her family.” Judith smiled with a tired sigh, “She’s a strong woman who just couldn’t wait any longer.”

“Indeed,” George Knight, Victoria Terwilliger’s father, replied. “My Vicky gave us a blessing to the family.”

“Yes, a blessing!” Richard Terwilliger, Robert’s grandfather, cried out in joy. “Wait until the boys get a closer look at the little bundle.”

“How am I supposed to tell my parents?” Judith suddenly remembered that her parents wanted to her to have two children and not a third one.

“I’ll explain to them,” Robert said while the baby girl looking around and tried to reach out to her mother who gave her a pink pacifier to suck with it.

Then, Bob and Cecil came to the barn and saw their baby sister.

“Ah, boys!” Richard smiled. “Come and see your baby sister!”

Cecil came closer to his baby sister while looked at him curiously, she then tried to reach out to her older brother in front of him.

“So…” Cecil spoke, “When will I play with her?”

Richard chuckled, “She’s just born 15 minutes ago. I’m sure you’ll be able to play with her for the next few weeks time.”

“Would you two like to hold your baby sister?” Judith asked.

“Yes, please!” Cecil smiled and carefully holding his baby sister, “Hello. I’m your big brother Cecil and this is our big brother Bob, you came to the world with a big smile on your cute face. Man, I’m jealous that you have a smile like that. And don’t worry about what the people will say about you, me and Bob will look after you and teach you everything we know.”

The baby girl looked at Cecil before her eyes were on Bob and tried to reach out to his big red hair.

“Oh, I don’t think so.” Bob said, “Last time I hold a baby, he yanked the heck out of my hair.”

“By he, as in me?” Cecil asked while moving his baby sister closer to Bob, knowing well what Bob meant.

“You know what I mean…” Bob said before he realised that the baby was gently grabbing his hair and stroking it smoothly. “Huh?”

The baby just smile through her pacifier and Bob took her from Cecil in his arms, they both looked at each other for a while before she nuzzled against his chest that made him feel so warm with a smile.

“What’s her name going to be?” Cecil asked his parents.

“We haven’t thought about what her name is going to be,” Judith replied.

“I think I know,” Robert replied. “I thought we could name her Mona. But maybe we’d call her Jennifer Victoria Terwilliger.”

Eric looked at his son, “You’re putting your mother’s name on your daughter?”

“Yes, Jennifer Victoria Terwilliger…” George said, “And we can nickname her Jenny. Just like we name my daughter Vicky.”

“Ah, little Jenny…” Richard spoke before looking at the baby and eyes widened, “What the…?”

“What?” George asked before looking at Jennifer, “Oh… Oh, that little mischief bundle. Mooning at us already, are you?” He smiled at her mischief moments.

“George,” Judith spoke while raising her eyebrow. “Newborns don’t moon at people.”

“Well, this one might.” Bob replied, and he was right that Jennifer was indeed mooning at Richard and George who giggled.

~~~

Later that night, while everyone was asleep, Jennifer was gazing at the stars as she was wide awake with curiosity and smile at the moon gleaming over her.

This little bundle had a huge road ahead of her, and she was going to have a big adventure yet.

[barbaras-mermaid-cove]

Carnival Birthday - Bob x Francesca

Francesca Terwilliger thought back to the months before she'd met Bob. She'd dreamed of marrying soon. She'd wanted someone kind and warm... and who had very rich parents! She supposed Bob matched those criteria. Even though he was often aloof, and distant, he barely told her anything about himself, and his parents - while famous - were also infamous, and had spent most of their fortune on bail from prison. No wonder Francesca had been miserable, when she'd found out the truth about him. "Why should I pity you?" Dame Judith had said. "You started it. If you hadn't had the marvelous idea of doing vendetta, none of us would be in prison right now!" She knew that. But she hadn't known the full extent of Bob's criminal past, back then. She thought they would get away with it. It wasn't supposed to end like this, with all of them in prison. She wished she could start over. Bob had been absent for quite a while. Even Snake was more of a father figure to Gino, than Bob was. She missed him. Wherever Bob was, she could only hope he wouldn't cause too much mischief. She wanted to see him again. It was only a few days until her birthday.

... A parole officer walked down the stone hallway with a quite chipper fellow. Francesca couldn't believe it! If not for the noticable red hair, she could swear it was someone else! This was the cheeriest Bob had ever looked since he was stomping grapes in Italy. He was clean and well-dressed. He was humming, "Good Morning Starshine." He grinned when he saw her. "Francesca! Hello! It's good to see you!" He stepped forward to the prison bars, bouncing in his step as he did so. "Listen. I've got a new job, and I'm inviting you and Gino to live with me." She perked up, her heart speeding in her chest. "Really? That's wonderful!" Bob nodded. "Come, let's go!" She picked up Gino, who was on the bed next to her, and followed Bob and the parole officer. ... Whatever Francesca had been hoping for, it wasn't this. "We are at a carnival, Roberto." She said. "This is a joke, is it not? You were a former clown sidekick; why do you want to return to that life?" Bob shook his head. "On the contrary, my dear. I am not going back to being a sidekick. Instead, I am getting a job as a carny!" He smiled in that simplistic way he did sometimes, in spite of himself. He led her to his carnival stand. It was a simple metal coin fishing stand. "Bob!" She said, utterly in shock. It was a nice stand. But why was he choosing this over a higher career position? She thought a while. Perhaps it was because the parole officer wouldn't let him take a job higher than this? For a moment, she wondered about Bob's early life. Why would he accept a job as a sidekick when he had such high potential? She had to question what Bob had told her about himself, sometimes... (I mean, he had left out all of his criminal background during their entire marriage.) Francesca looked her husband in the eye, her lip pouted out. "I thought you said that you wanted to be a teacher." "No," Bob replied. "Ever since I saw what would happen if I really did kill Bart, thanks to Professor Frink's future-and-possible-future-seeing-machine, I realized that wasn't the occupation I desired. Those students simply would not listen to me!" He shook his head at the awful memory. "But this, I can enjoy." Bob sighed. Secretly, he reminisced about being on Krusty's Show. Sure, it was awful, but it had a certain simplistic charm to it. Bob had enjoyed being a children's entertainer - he truly had. Just not the 'being pummeled for amusement' part. Here, he could re-live the clowniness without any of the torture. Bob's stand was a rip-off, naturally. But, like with Bob's natural charm, it seemed fair. People would fish for metal coins with a magnet, but just as they were about to reel it in, Bob would deactivate the magnet, so the person wouldn't catch their fish and wouldn't win a prize. One had to be very fast in order to catch their fish, and whoever managed to do so would end up hitting themselves in the face with the metal ring. Bob was amused, either way. ... Gino liked playing with Bob's little stand, and Bob always let him win. (He didn't let Francesca win, however.) Bob smiled cheekily, as she gave him a look. "Oh, don't worry, my dear. I got you a special gift for your birthday." He took her to a tent with red and white stripes. Inside was set up a table with paper plates and forks and spoons. There was a large chocolate cake on the table next to it. "One of my best," Bob said, quickly putting away his baker's cap and apron - which he'd left on the bench by accident. Francesca smiled. "It's wonderful, darling!" She was wearing her purple tourist outfit from when she, Bob, and Gino had gone to Great Britain. "I only wish that my friends could be here." Francesca thought aloud. All of her friends lived in Italy. Bob had felt bad that none of his wife's friends could be there for her birthday, since he and Francesca had run off from Salciccia to pursue revenge. "Hey," Bob said. "I know it's not the same, but I invited the other carnies to the party too." Francesca had enough time to email her friends in Italy from her laptop computer, while Bob got everything else prepared. ... Francesca stepped out of her tent for a little while. The fresh air smelled lovely. The breeze blew through her thick black hair. She heard a shout in the distance. She looked up, concerned. There was a goofy laugh that went along with the shout. "Fire! Hoohoohahahahahaha!" Suddenly the tent was blown away, the tarp coming clean out of the ground, its pegs flying about as they were dislodged. The tent flew past her, and a wave of wind blew into her face afterward. The chocolate cake was floating through the air! She realized this too late, and the cake hit her square in the face, like a mudpie. She growled. Wiping off the cake from her face, she saw there was nothing left. Absolutely nothing. All of the party preparations her husband had made were all for naught. She looked around for the culprit. In front of the former tent, there stood a fat clown. He grinned. "Sorry, doll! Thought this tent was empty. I was just testing out my new cannon." He made the same goofy laugh she'd heard before. Then he started to walk away. Francesca's face turned red under the chocolate frosting. "Do you have ANY IDEA," she began, not realizing the clown was already out of sight, "how hard my husband worked to make my party a BEAUTIFUL WORK OF ART?!" Her voice bordered on hysterical. "I didn't even get to BLOW OUT THE CANDLES!!" She panted, and looked all around her. The clown was gone, and the people in the surrounding area didn't even stare; they just walked about and minded their business. It made her want to break down. Her party was ruined, and nobody cared! She sank to her knees, and sniffled. ... After she told Bob the story, he put a finger to his mouth, in thought. "Yes, that is unfortunate..." He pondered on what he should do. "Francesca," he said, taking out his wallet. "You play Skeeball with Gino." He handed her $5, enough for 3 shots. "While I go buy a new cake. Okay?" She nodded. "Okay, Roberto." ... Bob checked his wallet. "And now to buy my wife the best cake money can afford!" To his surprise, his money was all gone! He only had $5 left! He'd never afford a cake with this! But wait - he eyed a bunch of chocolate cupcakes; simple and made by hand. They all had different candy toppings; one had a gummy worm on top. ... Would it be enough? Would it save his wife's party? Better something than nothing, right? ... "Roberto, what are these?" Francesca asked. She eyed the cupcakes in confusion. "Well, you see, Francesca. I had spent so much on the other preparations, I only had $5 left! These tiny cakes were all I could afford," Bob said solemnly. "Oh," she said. Then she made a little smile. "Oh, Roberto. You're wonderful! This really is the best birthday I have ever had!" She kissed him on the cheek. He blushed, his cheeks turning red. It had a stark contrast with his yellow complexion. At daybreak, the other carnies gathered for Francesca's party. They split the cupcakes enough for everyone. "Three cheers for my lovely wife!" Bob said, holding a wine glass. The carnies had let him use some of their wine glasses, for the celebration. Bob had washed before using, of course. The carnies even gave Francesca last-minute gifts and had rebuilt the fallen tent. "Hip-hip-hooray!" they all said. "Hip-hip-hooray! Hip-hip-hooray!" "Thank you, everyone." Francesca said. She fell into silence as she realized everyone's eyes were on her. "I must say, I'm sorry for misjudging you. I came here, to the carnival thinking Bob had made a terrible decision. But I was wrong. This is the best birthday party I've ever had. You carnival folk were wonderful. Helping re-build our tent, and not only coming to the party, but bearing gifts as well! I don't think I've ever felt more welcomed anywhere! Thank you all!" The carnies cheered. Then they drank their wine, watched the birthday girl open her gifts, and then went back to their own carnival stands. The sun was setting. Francesca held her infant son in her arms, and looked up at her husband. "Thank you, Roberto. This was a wonderful party; just wonderful!" She locked her arm with his, and they walked to their new home.

[gummytweek]

Okay Heres the first part of my ocs! Fredrick and Victoria are Robert’s parents! While Phoebe is Robert’s older sister! (With graying version as well UvU)

And here are Judith’s parents and younger sister!

And Heres the family tree!! :>

[1sonic2tdpi3]

Part 2 of my editions of Simpsons characters anime-ified,

Characters: Cecil Underdunk Terwilliger, Chief Clancy Wiggum, and Dame Judith Underdunk.

[1sonic2tdpi3]

Part 1 of my editions of Simpsons characters androidified

1. Abraham Simpson

2. Apu Nahasapeemapetilon

3. Barney Gumble

4. Bart Simpson

5. Blue-Haired Lawyer

6. Carl Carlson

7. Cecil Terwilliger

8. Chief Clancy Wiggum

9. Dame Judith Underdunk

10. Database

[gummytweek]

I hate these two….😒

[gummytweek]

Teenage Judith and Robert UvU

[gummytweek]

Ignore the skirt 😍🙏

[gummytweek]

Since the Simpsons literally don’t care about him I’m stealing him and turing him into an oc!! 😍👆

He’s mine now sorry guys and now he’s trans 🫶