A/n: In The Simpsons third season, Smithers alluded to a Yorkshire terrier he owned at the
time by the name of Hercules, showing Mr. Burns a photo to prove it. The dog was never mentioned or seen
again. So heres a little adventure story that gives him a more
meaty role. Hope you enjoy it.
Legal yadda yadda: I
own no right to The Simpsons or the characters therein. They
dont own me either. Im not making any money writing fanfic,
which should make everyone but me very happy.
Waylon Smithers arrived
home after another exhausting day of almost literally bending over
backwards to try and please his unappreciative boss, Montgomery
Burns, the overseer of the local nuclear power plant. Poor Waylon
hardly had the energy to get his key in the doors lock, but as
soon as the sound of the key rasped in it, an excited barking issued
from within the apartment. As the door swung open, a small dog jumped
and yapped enthusiastically seeing his master return.