Rod Flanders Sins

NOTE: Haven't exactly proof read!

"Rod, Rod darling! Wake up!! It's monday. It's your first day at Uni." Ned Flanders seemed more excited then Rod.
"Ooohhh" Rod gruntled. "I was having tea with Jesus" as he woked up from his dream.
Rod automaticly got out of bed and onto his knees just like he had everyday of his life.
"Lord, the shortbread went well with the Green tea. I pray today that you please look after me through my first day at uni today. I also pray for all the children that don't have time to pray to you... Like Bart Simpsons... and Nelson Muntz. I hope we can have tea again soon lord. In your precious name...Amen!"
Rod got ready for his big first day then stubbled down the stairs into the kitchen where his dad was flipping pancakes over the stove.
"Dad, how come we only get to go church three times a week?" Rod's younger brother Todd asked staring at the roof.
"Well son..." Ned replied.
"Dad... can we go early today" Rod interupted. "I want to be sure i find the right classroom so im not late."
"Cockily doodily doo son!"

With that said, the Flanders got into their car and headed down the road towards Springfield University. All the way to University Ned and his sons sang along with their favourite station 89.1 Waiting for his return Radio.
"This lil light of mine, im gonna let it shine!"
After a 45min drive their yellow car finally pulled up infront of a big olden day brick building that had the banner 'WELCOME TO SPRINGFIELD UNIVERSITY, 2012'.
Students entered the gates frantically like ants. Gothics sat on the grass staring at the car. Girls dressed in short skirts and tight small tops hanged out in a group under a big oak tree. A big group of boys played Football on the other strip of grass.
"Daddy... i think im scard" Rod whispered as he looked at the Goths staring at them.
"Don't worry son. The big man upstairs is watching. He'll protect you".
Rod looked back at his dad then nodded. He slowly pushed himself out of the car and stuttered 'I can do this.'
Looking straight down to his shoes Rod made his way through the crowd and into the huge building.
He continued walking down the hallway til he found a familiar face.

"Rod Flanders!! Rod... can you be my friend. I'm scared."
Rod for the first time seemed excited to see Ralph Wiggums.
"Well im scared too. I have seen anyone from high school and..."
"Well, Brad, Angelina, Ken and Barbie are here too."
Rod looked at Ralph confused.
"Brad? Ken?" Rod said puzzled.
"My imaginary friends!" Ralph claimed excited. "Oohh but there scared too" Ralph said as he frowned and picked his nose.
"Why don't we try go find some others from our school."
Rod and Ralph (and Brad, Angelina, Ken and Barbie) took off down the back stairs of the building in search for other citizens of there highschool. The sun seemed to shine through one room and before Rod could led Ralph the other way the smell of the deep fried fattening chips got the better of Ralph and he followed it into the cafeteria. As they walked through Ralph's smile grew wider and wider at the sight of so many different food stands. Rod looked around and caught a glimpse of a star-headed girl carrying a large saxaphone on her back. Before Ralph got lost in the crowd Rod grabbed his arm and said "We found them."

Lisa sat reading a textbook that was thick. Bart and Milhouse entertained each other by playing with rubber band guns. Martin held a book in his arm and wrote in it hastly well scanning the room, most probably writing everything in his diary.
"Hey guys" Rod said with a smile.
"Heeyyyyyy" Milhouse replied.
"Uni's pretty scary ay... can we hang out with you lot."
"Of course. I've planned it all. We (all the Springfield High kids will stick together to avoid getting bullied since Nelson isn't here."
Happily Rod and Ralph took a seat they all discussed how the holidays had gone. Hanging out with Bart, Lisa, Martin and Milhouse had never seemed better. Rod glanced around and was finally proud that he wasn't going to be going through this year of University by himself. The clock ticked and by time it hit 10:00am all of them were due for there first class.

Rod stared down at his timetable.
Bio101 - 10:00am - Charles Montgomery Burns Building, Room 397.
"We got class together!" Milhouse exclaimed. "And Bart!"
Bart rolled his eyes and yelled out "Come on, lets get going."

The room was extremely different to the rooms that they were use to in High school. The lecture room had seats for roughly 400 students. "Wooww!" Rod looked around with disbelief. "Settle down everyone, we'll start in 5 minutes" a voice spoke through the speakers. Quickly Bart and Milhouse grabbed Rod and pushed him into a seat. In less then 5 mins the class filled. As the class went on Rod's eyes sparkled with excitement as the lecturer introduced the topic Bio Meds. Milhouse snored with his mouth wide open in the seat next to Rod, while Bart continued aiming at people's heads with his rubber band gun. As Bart shot a random head he looked back to the lecture and nodded as if he was listening. He looked down and noticed that the girl infront of them had her ipod in the front pocket of her bag and it was wide open infront of him. He nudged Rod. "Hey grab that ipod in her bag!"
"What?"
"The ipod!"
"But its not ours."
"We're only going to listen to it Godly boy."
"But we don't have permission. That would be stealing..."
"Stealing? No! We are BORROWING."
"Borro..."
"Grab it!"
Rod stretched and put his hand through the girls bag and squealed nervously as he got hold of the ipod and passed it to Bart.
"Shot!" Bart said with a big smile.
Rod's salivor felt like it was stuck in his throat. He gulped and uncomfortably squelled in his chair. Class finally finished and the girl grabbed her bag and opened it searching for something. Rod gasped... She turned around, looked at Rod with a confused face and ran up the stairs. Rod heard her whisper 'Where did i leave it?' He wondered, was she talking about her ipod?

Rod left the room with a guilty feeling. He felt gutted that he had committed such a crime that it was hard for him to walk. A sad look took over his face as he entered the commons with Bart and Milhouse. The room was filled with music blasting through 2 big speakers that sat on top of the wooden table. "Didn't know how lost i was until i found you! Your so fine... And your mine!" Madonna's old school hit single echoed in the room. Everyone seemed to be nodding there head like they were all enjoying the song. Rod turned to Bart and began saying, "Bart... i think..."
"Like a virgin..." everyone yelled. "Touched for the very first time..." they continued to sing.
"Devils music!!" Rod said loudly.
Everyone turned around and laughed. Ashamed Rod ran out of the commons. He kept running till a girl stopped him. "Excuse me. You sat behind me in Bio Meds. I was just wondering if you saw my ipod where you and your friends were sitting?"
Rod's face burned of embarassement. "Uhh... uummm.. n-na-no. I-i don't th-think so" he stuttered.
"Thanks" she said and turned around to walk off.

Rod's stomach grumbled and he looked up. Was Jesus watching? Was he disappointed? "Oohhhh!!" he cried out softly so that nobody could hear him.
"Police! Police" the running crowd behind Rod chanted.
Rod turned horrified. As the crowd ran past him he screeched. The cops ran in with armed with different weapons. "Cop 42" one cop kept yelling in his walkie talkie.
"I stole it!" Rod screamed as they walked along side of him. They all stopped puzzled. "Did what exactly?" Chief Wiggums said.
"I stole the ipod! And i listened to the devils music, but i tried not to... I ran. I did officer! And then i lied when that girl asked me if i saw her ipod. I only did it cause i was scared officer. I'm sorry officer. I'm sorry God. I will never do it again" he yelled fast as he sobbed. The police looked at him not knowing what he was talking about. Officer Wiggums turned to the other two, "You two go cuff the two fighting in the cafeteria while i sort out Mr Stealy here."

Mr Wiggums led Rod Flanders to one of the rooms and looked at him puzzled. "Today we came because we got a call that Bart Simpsons and a boy named Mark Anderson were fighting in the cafeteria. Then we have you weeping in the corridor saying you stole someones ipod. Well..." he looked up at Rod as Rod continued to wipe the tears that flooded from his eyes. "This time im going to let you off Flanders. Only because you don't have a record, you cry like a baby and your one of my son Ralph's only real living friends." Rod looked up, stunned he sat there for a while. Closed his eyes and did a quick prayer.

For Rod to live a normal simple life would be abnormal. Rod continued to live his 'holy' life and these were the only 'sins' he ever commited.