The Peterfly Effect

by Sunnivale

Summary:

The Griffins, as well as the rest of Quahog had managed to get away with a lot of heinous crimes throughout the years, what if a simple day changes the lives of these residents forever? For better or worse.

And to think it all started when the Griffins went to a Photo Studio and Peter chased after a Butterfly, and a woman by the name of Leela Applegate. (Who is definitely not an Alien in Disguise!) Catches the eye of one Carter Pewterschmidt at work one day.

(Based on a WMG that I found on TV Tropes about Peter one day finally getting his comeuppance and I decided to put my spin on it.)

Chapter 1: Prologue

Summary:

Lois finds a free coupon to the Photo Studio and decides to use it to get a new family photo done, whether the rest of the family like it or not.

(Featuring a reference to Ken Penders!)

On a cold night in January of 1999, the Griffins were anything but, they were busy doing their own things rather then deal with the cold late winter that has his Quahog Rhode Island.

For Lois, Brian and Chris, they were on the couch, the former two were watching tv, with Brian having a sip of a late night martini, while Chris was busy using a sketch pad for some drawings, which were good. The one he was currently drawing was of his family on the couch on the usual day of their house.

Near them, Lois other two children, Meg and Stewie were on the floor. Meg was busy reading a teen magazine as well as getting tips on being more prettier so some of the cooler kids at her school would finally notice her. Maybe she'll get a cute guy to with her to the dance next week!

She, as well as the rest of the family didn't notice Stewie working on a heat ray. The evil baby gloated to himself on how he was going to use it to kill his mother. His long awaited goal will finally be reached tonight.

"Yes, my heat ray will be completed tonight, and when it does that wretched ginger haired tart behind me will have the full wrath of the upcoming summer sun incinerated on her face, where she will be nothing but flesh and bone by the next day." Stewie evilly gloated to himself. He wondered how his father Peter would react to seeing his wife's charred corpse, given his strong long with her. He, as well as the rest of the family would be devastated.

...

And Quagmire of course. Given his secret raging obsession with Lois has spiralled to the point that Stewie saw him the other day with some sort of vibrating gizmo that had the same palette as Lois.

Stewie had to admit, he was a pro in hiding his obsession from Peter.

"Of course the Fatman would be devastated of course. But given his mind, the smell of Lois remains would make him in the mood for KFC." Stewie theorized on Peter's reaction to his wife's death.

But then he got hungry for KFC too.

"Oh they have a special on this month too." Stewie's thought on KFC caused his mind to wander away from killing Lois, who, along with Brian were watching something on TV, having finally found something to watch.

"We now return to The Munster's Visit Silent Hill!" The Special announced.

The Munsters, consisting of Herman, Lily, Grandpa, their pet dragon Spot and their son Eddie were busy waiting for the arrival of Marilyn Munster, who had left to come into town, to which she soon returned to her family in a bright mood.

"Marilyn there you are, please tell me you haven't run off shopping again, we were going to go to check out this Midwich Elementary, as it is apparently lively at night." Lily was glad that her niece came back as she held up her brochure.

"Sorry Aunt Lily, I just met this amazing guy while checking out the abandoned mall filled with strange people that stay in the dark that has a really bad dog problem." Marilyn revealed, surprising her family.

"Another boyfriend, who is he, please don't tell me, he's some average man that leaves the minute we meet him." Herman dreaded.

"Of course not Uncle Herman, he's so excited to meet you all when I told you what you were all like. His hobbies include hunting down intruders and tending to the Nurses of the Local Hospital, his name's kind of weird, but fitting." Marilyn soon turned to see the arrival of her new boyfriend.

Which turned out to be Pyramid Head, who, after giving off a creepy and vague appearance to the Munsters, dropped his large blade before waving at the family.

"Oh how joyous, we can have dinner instead. I bought some stake that some troubled fat man had given me in town." Herman revealed, causing a laugh track to be played in the background.

Brian could care less for this almost sixty minute special.

"Television keeps on getting tackier every year." Brian sipped his martini, Lois thought differently.

"I don't know, I kind of like specials where a family goes on vacation and gets into some hijinks. I think it's a breath of fresh air then when doing those bad very special episodes about drugs, or the dangers of stranger, or violence and sex that we often see on TV a lot." Lois told Brian, defending the special.

"I don't know Lois, I think storyline's in TV are getting weaker every year. It's lacking more and more creatively when they just drag out the show and don't end it on a strong note, if they do that then we would have a bleak show where everyone is a hair lengths away from killing each other." Brian spoke about his opinion, and he and Lois could agree on one thing.

They detested those kinds of shows that lack warmth or heart. Otherwise, what's the point of watching something where everyone is an asshole?

After a minute of pause, Lois took note of Chris drawing. "My Chris is that us watching TV?" Lois praised, noticing how, similar it was to the family itself.

"Oh yeah, It's us on an average Sunday. I call it, us on an average Sunday." Chris showed off the drawing towards the rest of the family in the room, with Brian and Meg each saying their own praises on Chris improved drawing skills.

"Not only that, but I got an A+ on my art assignment yesterday. The Teacher said that I'm the best in the class if I keep focusing on the brush." Chris continued to boast, slightly on his skills.

"Well I'm impressed." Lois praised her son once more, even Stewie, liked Chris drawing.

"I say, when I eventually take the office. I should have you do a self portrait of me while using a politician as a foot stool." Stewie just had to decide which politician he was going to use, all of them were so corrupted these days that it's a hard pick, he was aiming to look for someone in the Supreme Court.

Meg meanwhile looked slightly disappointed at how Chris had drawn her, but she hoped that would change soon if her mother agreed to do one tiny thing for her.

"Mom, I was thinking about getting a shirt that would show off my stomach. Can I get the money too---No." Lois quickly denied her daughter the money.

"But Mom!" Meg raised her voice in objection, but Lois wasn't having any of it from her daughter. Who sounded more like a teenager frustrated at being an underdog to some queen bee called Regina, then a woman frustrated by her boyfriend's roommate who was a talking sentient bear.

"Meg honey, I don't find it comfortable for you to walk around School with your stomach exposed. People might think of you as something else entirely than what you're aiming for." Lois warned her daughter about wearing a shirt with such exposure.

"I don't think any boy at school or Hooters waiter would want to see, that." Stewie pointed over towards Meg's stomach, which she didn't seem to notice. In fact she thought Stewie was defending her choice.

"Besides, you have your favourite pink shirt that I bought you last week." Lois smiled at Meg's shirt, she tugged on it on annoyance.

"That's because you always buy the same pink shirt and blue pants for me. If dad was here then he would defend me. You never buy anything that I want." Meg whined over not buying the shirt. Regardless, somewhere in her mind, she knew that her mother was looking out for her somewhat, even if she still wanted the shirt.

And her dad too, who strangely wasn't around. He hasn't left to go drinking with Quagmire and Cleveland either, which he often does at night.

"Where is Peter anyway, I haven't seen him all day." Brian too, noticed Peter's absence.

"I'm not sure, this morning I told him to clean out the basement and---Look what I found everyone!" Peter finally arrived, holding a box and looking ragged and with cobwebs all over himself.

"Peter, what's with these cobwebs?" Lois soon shot up from the couch and noticed her husband's appearance, worried that he had hurt himself down on the Basement.

Which was semi true.

"Oh yeah, I spent the whole day fighting a spider to get our wedding ring back. It stole it thinking it can use it to control every spider in the world." Peter then held up another thing that he had got from the basement.

One of the Spider Queen's legs, which had his wedding ring attached on it, Lois looked shocked at the leg.

"I might have to pry it off later, but I dealt with the spider problem too, somewhat." Peter then proceeded to threw away the spider's leg.

"Although you might run into her angry children down there. I think they were forming a cult and think that the moss building on one of the corners of the basement might be there god or something." Peter warned to Lois, who was more impressed that Peter had managed to get rid of that spider and hugged her husband.

"I'm just glad that you're okay, I would be more worried about you then our wedding ring Peter." Lois kissed her husband.

"Oh really Lois? I wouldn't want that Queen hurting you or the family anyway." Peter then looked down at the box, and blew off the dust from it.

"What is that, some old 80's stuff that you found?" Brian asked, knowing Peter's love for that kind of stuff.

"Nope!" For once, Peter pulled out something older.

An old camera.

"I found an old camera down in the basement and it reminded me that we haven't taken a family photo for awhile." Peter explained. He looked over at the various portraits that were hung up in the Living Room already.

Most of them only had a certain family member and even then they looked weird in them.

"You know. I just realized we haven't taken a proper family photo." Lois pointed out, which gave her a wonderful idea.

"I know. Why don't we take on right now so we can get it up on a wonderful frame." Lois suggested to the family.

"That's a good idea Lois. I should look my best." Peter smiled, and by looking his best he was just, going to comb his hair once and that was it.

Chris and Brian were up for taking a photo too, Stewie eventually agreed. "Just as long as it's not those tacky Walgreens picture frames. I know you go there Lois, stop trying to pretend that we don't know." He warned, but his mother didn't listen to him as she picked him up.

"Yes, I love you too sweetheart, you'll look great in the photo." Lois coddled her son, ignoring what he just said about Walmart or something. She didn't really care, her son was just being cute as always.

Meg however, was unsure about being in the photo.

"Meg sweetie come on, join us for a photo." Peter beckoned Meg, who was still unsure.

"I don't know Dad, without that shirt Mom doesn't want me to buy. What if the picture comes out ugly, like that one by the stairs." Meg pointed to her old photograph of her homecoming.

"Meg sweetie, you don't have to use a shirt that teenagers who are really twenty year old actors wear to look gorgeous, as a wise man once said. The Swat bots came for the foxes, and I didn't say anything because I wasn't a fox. Then they came for the rabbits and I didn't speak up for I wasn't a rabbit." Peter continued the speech until Brian stopped him.

"Uh Peter, you got that from a Knuckles comic written by a delusional comic writer." Brian remembered seeing that comic and dying inside over how Niemoller's prose was botched by a comic series of a talking Hedgehog.

"Oh, what I'm saying Meg, if those furry ladies in Sonic only wear jackets to look pretty and iconic, then you're already the same." Peter complimented his daughter, who smiled at the affection, somewhat getting what he's meaning. She's okay just the way she is, with glasses, a pink cap, shirt and blue pants.

"Oh, thank you daddy." Meg hugged her dad as the family got in place as Peter got the button ready to take the photo.

"Alright everyone, let's make this the best family photo the Griffin Family has ever taken." Peter told his family, confusing Brian.

"Isn't this something that family from Springfield did awhile back?" Brian looked up to Peter.

"What, the Salmpsons? We're more professional then them." Peter boasted, Brian just shook his head.

"Never mind." The dog responded, as Peter pressed the button.

But the first photo was interrupted because Meg and Chris started fighting when Chris picked his nose and put his booger on Meg's hat.

The second attempt was ruined because Stewie kept making faces, causing Brian to punch him in response.

After numerous failed attempts to take the perfect family photo, including cultists visiting to give their brochures, sudden pizza deliveries before thwarting alien invasions, the Griffins were exhausted at three in the morning, with Peter shakily holding the button.

"Alright, this is the last one, the perfect Griffin photograph." When Peter said that, the rest of the family tiredly cheered him on, as he slowly pressed the button.

Only for him to trip as the photo was taken, causing him to overtake most of the photograph.

Lois however thought that, it was the perfect family photograph to hang up on the wall the next day, placing it at an angle of the Living Room where it can be hard to see.

But when Lois sees it every time she enters the Living Room, It gives her a gentle reminder of how wonderful her family is. For her to be married to such a wonderful if crazy man and have three wonderful children and a great family friend in Brian.

To outsiders, the Griffins may look super dysfunctional.

For Lois? They were the perfect family to be in.

Or, at least, that was what she used to think.

---

In the present day, Lois came home from a hard day of grocery shopping, such as deciding what kind of jam that she wanted or the right size of cheap cabbage for dinner that night. She wanted her idiot husband to get off his lazy fat ass and help her but he refused to do so. He said he was going to go to the Drunken Clam with the guys and talk about the next misadventure they were going to have.

This was the fifth time this week that he had done this.

And, to top it all off, when she got home she was met with mail in the letter box, with the only thing on them being bills, bills and more bills.

Bills that, she told her husband to pay weeks ago. One of the letters was even in a red envelope. 

"Peter, I told you to pay the bills last week. What happened to the money that I lent you!?" Was the first thing Lois asked as she entered through the door.

That was when she noticed just exactly where the money went too when she saw a giant hot wheels-esque race track in the middle of the room.

"Why do I even ask, or give my stupid husband money at all." Lois sighed, ignoring Peter, Cleveland, Quagmire and Joe playing with the hot wheels track as Lois walked into the Kitchen, choosing once again to ignore what the guys were doing.

"Yey hotwheels! I would have given you a car Lois but you don't like hot wheels." Peter told Lois, she didn't even object.

"No, because you keep whacking the kids with the tracks." She leered from the Kitchen. The guys weren't the only people in the Living Room, Meg, Stewie and Brian were sitting near the TV, the couch being used as a hot wheels obstacle that the guys have to overcome, but Meg and Stewie weren't interested in watching TV compared to Brian.

For Meg she was reading a book, while Stewie was coloring in a suggestive coloring book filled with naked men.

As for Brian, he was watching a documentary on an author he knew of recently called EL James.

He was mesmerized by her amazing story. "You know, I once hated Fifty Shades of Grey, but seeing this Documentary, I can see how this EL James can have such a creative mind." Brian boasted the writer's talent, hoping that he would one day get a documentary about himself when he wrote his newest book, eventually.

"No you only hated Fifty Shades because everyone else hated it too and you wanted to be like everyone else. But then you used some of the lines from the book to pick up chicks." Stewie corrected Brian, as he continued.

"Hell it's not even a good book in general. It's a copy and paste of an erotic Twilight fan fiction with poorly research BDSM descriptions and all the characters names being changed." Stewie continued trashing James legacy, something of which Brian objected with.

"Stewie you're the one to talk, you saw the movie adaptation." Brian pointed out, to which Stewie hastily defended himself.

"I wanted to see Jamie Dornan's dick, I don't regret it." Stewie finished, before going back to his coloring book. Meg however was getting annoyed by how loud the room was getting. 

"Would you guys be quiet? I'm trying to study for this college entrance exam. And Brian turn that down, the documentary's over, it's just some boring show now." Meg pointed to the TV, which had a man and a woman on the screen.

"Hi I'm the generic voice of John Viener that you hear in every recent episode of Family Guy, because I can't come up with a unique voice." He greeted the viewer, the woman waved next to the viewer.

"And I'm the generic voice of Rachael MacFarlane, for when I need to be called when they can't get a celebrity to voice a girl of the week. And today, we're just going to stand around and stare at the screen for thirty minutes." The Woman spoke, revealing the plot of the episode of the show. "A guy and Woman stand around and do nothing!" In the guy's generic voice.

And they proceeded to just do that, for thirty minutes.

"You're studying for an exam, for what?" Brian moved his focus away from the documentary to see what Meg was up too.

"It's for a nice college I saw in Omaha. After Mom and Dad ruined my chances of getting into that college by writing a large amount of skills that I barely managed to do and giving me a record, I've been looking for other colleges that I can enroll in." Meg explained, to which a hot wheels car hit her eye.

"I'm not sorry." Peter bluntly stated near the track, as another hit Brian in the back of the head.

"Me neither, you being in the room pisses me off!" Quagmire shouted near the tracks too. The two chose to ignore Peter and Quagmire as they continued talking about colleges.

"You're enrolling in colleges, don't you think that's too soon. I mean, you're still in high school Meg, living out the perfect teenage dream." Brian pointed out, he didn't understand why Meg was trying to enroll in colleges so soon, to which Meg sighed and proceeded to correct him.

"Brian, this is my final year of high school. We're graduating in a few weeks as well so I need to find a college pronto or it's working part time at some store for the rest of my life at some store." Meg dreaded her future, which is why she hoped to get into this college and get another chance at the college chance.

"Well it would be better then the imagined scenarios of your future." Yes, Stewie knew what Meg's future was going to be like, as some greeter at some store by day, and some call girl at night where the person that she talks too insists that they don't meet up.

Brian was surprised about Meg's struggle. She never does talk about her personal life that much anymore, although considering how the rest of the family will make fun of her now about her life. It was probably for the best.

He wondered why Meg was even still around, he thought that her excuse that she wanted to stay with them as a sort of "lightning rod" was kind of poor now that he thought about it. I mean, Lois, Peter and Chris aren't exactly the best people to be around with.

Quagmire, despite Brian's hatred of him, acts like he can't stand being around him now. He was even grimacing at Peter when he whacked him with an oversize hot wheels track when he beat him at a race. "Damn it, the things I do for the sake of this friendship." He uttered under his breath so Peter, Cleveland and Joe didn't hear him.

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Lois was busy checking the mail, alone, where she will barely scrape enough money to pay them all thanks to Peter reducing this month's spending's on the track.

All of them were bills, except for a free sample of an Amazon wrist watch shaped like an eye. "Oh, I love ordering from Amazon." Lois spoke to herself as she put it on. She wondered why Amazon would send out free wrist watches. Regardless, she didn't believe any of the rumors of it's toxic work environment.

Although as she was putting away the bills. She thought the wrist watch was itchy and tried to remove it, only to get a voice coming out from it instead.

"Uh, are you sure you want to remove this?" The voice asked, guilt tripping Lois into stopping her from trying to remove the watch.

"No, I don't." Lois spoke with a hint of guilt.

"Good, now keep it on so I can see your daily activity's that I definitely won't use as personal data." The watch ordered, to which Lois opened a nearby draw to store the bills when, something caught her eye.

Taking out the green piece of paper. She gasped. "Why haven't I used this?" Lois asked herself. she proceeded to run back into the Living Room to tell the family the news.

Only for Chris to interrupt her instead. "Wheeeeeeeeeelp, this is the three hundredth time that I've masturbated. I think this calls for a celebration." Chris boasted to the entire family.

"TMI Chris." Lois sounded disgusted, before telling her own news to the family, who were sitting back onto the couch, with Joe, Cleveland and Quagmire nowhere to be seen.

"I found a free---Wait, what happened to the hot wheels track and where are the fellers?" Lois asked at how the room went back to normal.

"Oh, I tried to change the tracks around but I broke everything in a fit of rage. Joe and Cleveland went home while Quagmire went to meet his date." Peter explained rather callously. Lois gripped the paper that she had, angry that yet another expensive thing Peter bought had gone the drain.

Which the rest of the family but Peter had began to notice.

"By the way can I buy five thousand dollars to buy lego so I can make a sculpture of Matt Smith's face?" Peter asked, thinking that the family money grew on trees and that they weren't barely surviving the army of bills that they had.

"No Peter, we don't even have that kind of money!" Lois fired back, to which Peter dramatically huffed, that lasted a total of five minutes.

"Well you can go step on a lego piece with your toes." Peter yelled, causing Lois, Meg, Brian and Stewie to gasp, horrified by Peter's insult to his wife.

Chris wasn't horrified, he smiled, suggestively. "How did you know that was what I was masturbating too?" He asked his father in an uncomfortable seductive voice, to which he was going to ignore.

"Anyway, guess what I found." Lois finally showed off the piece of paper.

Which was a free coupon to the Quahog Photo Studio downtown. "It's an old coupon that I found just now. I figured we should use it to take a brand new family photo." Lois revealed to everyone.

"You know you're desperate to do activities that you can't afford when you have to rely on coupons you found in newspapers and virus filled websites." Stewie leered. Peter however sighed at the notion that they need another family photo.

"Ugh, do we have too? I hate taking family photos!" Peter moaned.

"Especially with a nagging bastard like you." Peter whispered to himself.

"I heard that!" Lois nagged back, before she continued.

"And I want this family photo to be perfect, so I expect you to dress well for this Peter, and you all too! Every family photo that we've taken has been a disaster!" Lois yelled at everyone else in the room, before pointing at the photo that Peter took back in 99 of him falling over.

"Like this one, it's the worst one that we had. I can't believe it's still up here after all these years!" Lois approached the picture as she looked at it. She doesn't even remember why she put up such an embarrassing photo there in the first place, probably a reminder of how her family was a mistake.

"Lois, I thought you liked it. You even said it yourself." Brian got off of the couch and approached the picture.

To which Lois ripped it from the wall, threw it on the ground and smashed it into several pieces. "Well now it's a garbage photo, so you all, get dressed. We're using this coupon before it expires in." Lois quickly read the expiration date of the coupon.

"Two thousand and thirty nine, June thirty first." Lois read, causing everyone but Meg to sigh loudly at the upcoming family photo.

Meg was actually excited to be taking a new photo, as she too got up from the couch. "Oh, this would be the perfect opportunity to wear this cute pink dress that I bought the other day." But as Meg spoke about the dress, Peter quickly interrupted his daughter.

"Meg, that dress you bought will just make you seep into the background, which you already are." Peter pointed at how Meg was seeping into the recently painted wall, which she pried herself out of after letting out a scream in horror.

"Besides, you'll probably look ugly in the photo." Peter then began mocking Meg, with Lois and Chris following suit.

"You'll be even fatter then I am." Chris threw an insult at Meg.

"Or worse. You'll be as stale as a table, and even that would make for a great fit for the photo then yourself!" Lois mocked Meg, before she, Chris and Peter proceeded to laugh at Meg's life and how it's going downhill.

At least, that's what they think. Brian and Stewie didn't say anything, as they felt bad for the family mocking Meg, who began tearing up. As Peter, Lois and Chris waited to see if she'll say anything witty or insulting back at them so they can counter it and make her feel bad further.

She didn't, she just began to cry. "I'm, not ugly." She quietly sobbed, before turning and running upstairs, slamming the door to her room in the process as everyone watched her leave, feeling uncomfortable.

By how Meg acted just now.

"Do you think you may have gone too far?" Stewie asked, but Chris simply shrugged.

"Meh, she'll get better. She always does." Chris brushed off Meg crying as he pulled out a cloak from behind the couch.

Which was the masturbating blanket which he put on himself. The rest of the family looked on in disgust, knowing what Chris was about to do.

As his eyes suddenly went in different directions.

Chapter 2: Pewterschmidt In Love... Again

Summary:

As Lois grows excited about the upcoming family photo, Peter and the guys could care less as they try and nag about their family lives. Meanwhile Stewie and Brian each give each other a dressing down to their flaws, while a new mysterious employee from Pewterschmidt industries catches Carter's eye.

"Oh Mom, I'm so excited about tomorrow that I can hardly wait." Lois let out a wistful laugh as she talked to her mother, Barbara Pewterschmidt on the phone regarding the family photo. They were supposed to take it today, which was also the same day Lois found the coupon, but the family had other, personal plans and so it was changed to tomorrow.

"Oh Lois, Darling, I'm happy that you're going to take another family photo, they're one of my favourite family events." Babs gushed on the other line as she too grew excited about what the photos of her and daughter and her family would be like. As she recalled, they haven't taken a photo for a long time, she thought about it and it was back in 99 where they last took a photo together.

And even then, Peter took up most of the photo, which she quite liked when she saw the photo, compared to her spouse and later, her daughter, despite how she previously liked it, just like how she previously liked her husband.

"And I quite say, it's about time you've taken a new one. Your family has changed a lot these past few years." Bab's pointed out, which gave Lois a cold reminder of all the things that happened to them throughout the years.

From them temporary becoming rich, when Peter bought all of those goats, stopping Stewie from being vaccinated, cooking meth at a Farm that they bought and her and Peter pretending to be millennial's which reminded Lois that all of those events, weren't all that good for her and the family. It just felt like the same torment every week or month before it gets resolved at the end of it.

She was glad that she wasn't involved in a lot of them, she just tends to let it slide whatever her pathetic family were doing this week now.

"Ugh, don't remind me." Lois sounded bored, but then she realized something now that she mentioned her family.

 She hasn't heard from her dad for awhile.

"Actually, I was wondering, what's Daddy been doing lately? I haven't heard from him for a while." Lois tenderly asked her mother.

"Oh Carter? He's been throwing himself so much into work lately that he's barely home. He's a busy man in spite of his age Lois." Babs beamed from the other line as she wanted to share news herself to her daughter.

"But since we're sharing news, I have some that I wish to announce." And after a pause, Babs announced the news in question.

"Your father and I are getting remarried." Babs happily announced, but, Lois suddenly became quiet as a result of this news.

"I mean, is that wise? Considering everything Daddy did, such as that incident with the cheating and all of those shady dealings he did, like hiding the cure for cancer, in fact he still hasn't revealed it. In fact, he didn't even rescue you when you got kidnapped that one time, he just threw away the ransom note when it didn't reveal where you were kept." Lois pointed out all the bad things that Carter had done throughout the years too, in fact, her father was just as bad as Peter, she was surprised that he hasn't been arrested yet.

But Barbara was willing to overlook all of her soon to husband's misdeeds.

"I know I said once that I was too old for marriage, and despite everything that your father has done, I still have a little faith in him Lois. I love in and he still loves me, so I'm willing to give this marriage thing another try." Bab's sweetly told her daughter. Babs thought about what Carter was doing right now at work, probably setting up the honeymoon they were going to take once the marriage restarts.

---

Carter was looking something at the computer of his company, but it wasn't plans for a Honeymoon.

He was looking at the various female employees at Pewterschmidt Industries. Recently he grew worried that Babs might leave him for another rich man like when she did with Ted Turner and almost did with that stiff upper cunt Roginald. The flame that their marriage had was gone, but Babs only belongs to him, no other rich guy should have her, no Elon Musk's, no delusional ABC or Fox upper dogs, nobody.

But, he wanted to cheat on her again, as he was also bored with his relationship with her, but he did that big thing about wanting to remarry her again so she doesn't leave him like the last few times.

And so, he was looking at the various women that he had working for him, many of whom reminded him of his good for nothing son in law Peter. "Fat, Fat, Fat." Carter continued moving past each CCTV camera that he installed at his corporation, and they were in every room, including changing rooms and bathrooms, although the men's changing room and bathrooms didn't have any cameras, as he didn't want to see men's dicks.

"Ugh, there's no hot chick working for me that I can have sex with, and it'll ruin me to hire more people!" Carter ranted to himself, realising that he was stuck unless he actually went out and started looking for women to cheat on Babs with.

He was about to call it quits for the day and get back to work.

When, he noticed a woman that he hasn't seen before on one of the cameras. She must be new, seeing as how Carter hasn't see her before.

The woman, she wore a pink shirt with a black skirt and long dashing brown hair, unfortunately she was facing away from Carter to be unable to see him.

But Carter just had to see her.

Frantically pressing the intercom, Carter called for his underling---I mean Secretary about information regarding the mysterious woman.

"Mystery lady in a pink shirt, get me her now!" Carter demanded.

"The lady from the HR department?" The Guy on the other side asked.

"No, the one with those file thingy, the fat ass and the black skirt!" Carter yelled.

"Oh her, but she's wearing a white skirt." The guy pointed out when he looked up the mysterious employee.

"Whatever just bring her here now!" Carter then stopped pressing onto the intercom and laid back on his chair.

Growing excited at meeting the woman, and someone he can cheat on Babs with.

---

"So, when are you taking the photo?" Babs asked back at her own house to Lois on the other side of the phone.

"Tomorrow. We were supposed to go today, but Peter said he had plans." Lois sighed away from the phone so her mother didn't hear her as she knew what plans Peter had.

It would surprise her if her idiot husband did something new.

---

Peter, wasn't doing anything new, instead he was drinking at the Drunken Clam, with Joe, Cleveland and Quagmire. Unlike the guys who were in high spirits today, Peter was not, looking miserable, something of which Cleveland noticed.

"What's wrong Peter? I have never seen you this miserable since you choked on that Captain Marvel marble." In fact, to Cleveland, seeing Peter miserable freaked him out a little. It was so, unlike him.

"Yeah, what's gotten you down?" Quagmire asked, sipping the beer he had.

"Aw, it's just Lois wanting to drag me and the rest of the family to take a stupid family photo tomorrow. It was supposed to be today but I managed to sneak out here by saying that I'm doing something with you guys." Peter then proceeded to huff about his predicament. 

"I tell ya fellers, having wives around can be a pain in the ass sometimes you know." Peter fumed, he smacked his hand on the table.

"You're telling me." Cleveland nodded in support of Peter.

"What did Donna do to piss you off Cleveland?" Peter seemed eager to learn about what squabble Cleveland and Donna had gotten into. He loved listening in on other people's marriage problems just as much as he loves talking about his problems with Lois.

"She moved a vase I bought from eBay to one side of the room to the other, when I liked it more on the other side." Cleveland talked calmly.

"Of course, we talked it out and forgave each other." He smiled, loving his marriage to Donna, despite its misgivings sometimes.

Compared to Peter's marriage to Lois, which was nothing but misery now. Peter sighed.

"What about you Joe? Any fights that you and Bonnie had recently?" Peter knew for a fact that Joe and Bonnie's marriage wasn't going to well lately, even if Joe was unaware about it as he was too sad over being in a wheelchair while his wife secretly thinks he's a reliability and wants him dead.

"Actually no. Me and Bonnie haven't fought since that time we went to Wheelcon last year---Joe, Joe, we're not doing a cutaway for that, your stuff is too depressing." Quagmire scolded Joe, causing the man to look sad as a result.

"Well, we haven't fought in awhile, and I think we're slowly patching up any troubles we have in our marriage, or in our family in general." As Joe began to talk about his improved family life, he began looking happy for once.

"I mean, Kevin's frequently having less and less problems fitting back into society." Joe boasted a little, happy that his's son was doing well for himself since he arrived back from Iraq, but Peter became confused when Joe brought up Kevin.

"Who's Kevin again? Don't you have like one kid and a half?" Peter asked, to which Joe looked at him in annoyance.

"He's my son Peter." Joe corrected monotonously, causing Peter to sigh again.

"I have to agree with Peter, having a family could be a pain in the ass, or sometimes a long term partner." Quagmire looked slightly stressed, remembering how his previous date was all crying and begging and what not.

"Heh, you two sure go together like two peas in a pod." Cleveland teased, which annoyed Quagmire, but Peter soon joined in.

Moving an arm over to Quagmire's, much to his disgust.

"And we'll go down together too." Peter teased.

Before Quagmire suddenly told him off.

"Don't touch me." He demanded, to which Peter removed his arm.

And got an idea regarding tomorrow. "Hey, I have an idea." Peter inquired.

"Why don't we come up with another excuse for me not to take the photo? Like we're going on one of our classic misadventures not involving my family?" Peter was just thinking of plans that he and the guys could do tomorrow to blow up the family photo. Such as bee keeping, trying to find the origin of the world's dirtiest joke, or a road trip to somewhere like what the kid with the weird head and Brian does sometime.

Why does that kid live at his house? He never had kids, just three people living with him and Lois.

"Sorry, I have more plans with my date tomorrow." Quagmire revealed.

"I got police duty, alone, tomorrow." Joe lamented his life, he was always alone on his shifts.

"And I'm going on a misadventure bee keeping trip with Donna and my kids." Something of which Cleveland was excited about. He loved bee keeping, since bee's and panthers were his favourite animals.

"You mean, I have to do the family photo with a family that I hate!?" Peter just wanted to jump out of his seat and scream no as a result.

He wished he didn't have to do the stupid photo shoot with his stupid family.

He wished something could happen to his benefit tomorrow that would put the photo off for another day. It was going to be boring too since Lois warned him not to do funny faces or use props during the photo, as to not to "ruin" it.

Her and the rest of the family's faces will ruin the photo anyway.

---

Back at the house, Stewie was looking through his wardrobe for nice clothes to wear tomorrow. He was currently deciding on what shirt to wear when Brian wandered in. "Are you looking at shirts?" Brian asked, as Stewie turned, holding a regular T-Shirt and flannel.

"Yes, now help me decide Brian, flannel or white?" He asked, to which Brian chuckled as a result.

"Stewie, why are you so excited for this photo? It's just going to be one photo that Lois is going to put up on a wall for the next five years before she decides to do another one." Granted, Brian guessed that he would be dead by then, which thank god, because it means he wouldn't have to inquire the wrath of Lois strict judgement when it comes to taking these family photos.

Stewie lowered the shirts. "I looove taken photos! I'm handsome in every single one." Stewie defended, before pointing out Brian's hypocrisy in him laughing at Stewie's looks in the photo, while the two also ignored Meg and Chris crying in their rooms over how pathetic their lives are. 

"Besides you're the one to talk." Stewie looked at Brian's collar.

"You were busy looking at your collars and wanted to know which one to wear tomorrow." Stewie pointed out, to which Brian stuttered as he tried to defend his own choices again, causing Stewie to roll his eyes when he noticed what he was doing.

"I-I, I wanted to look best for tomorrow---Oh quit the bullshit Brian. This is getting annoying don't you think?" Stewie dropped his shirts, no longer interested in finding the perfect one to put on, at least for now, he was angry at Brian's plans for tomorrow.

"What's annoying?" Brian asked, confused.

"You clearly don't want to be in this photo as much as the Fatman, Chris or Meg. In fact, you only want to go in case there's some hot lady there that you can hit on, have sex with, get into a relationship with for a week before she dumps you over some small little white lie that you hid from her." And by lie, Stewie meant that literally, given Brian's fur colour.

"Oh come on Stewie, you got to admit, family photos are boring. Besides, I still got my game on---No you don't." Stewie suddenly interrupted, and before Brian could object, Stewie continued.

"Yeah I---Brian, I've been telling you this for the last few years, no lady is going to be wanting to be in a long lasting relationship with you because you always do something to fuck it up." He pointed out, and Brian, stopped trying to get a word in.

"Whenever you find some lady of the week she does something that turns you off of her or you do something that causes her to leave you. Or even worse, you do something that physically harms you as a result. Like that time you tried to get together with that woman who jogged a lot." Stewie remembered that time, he asked Brian why everything he touches dies when he put so much exercise into his body. He basically became a husk who's knees exploded when he tried out a marathon.

God, even thinking about seeing Brian on that ground with his broken knees was still a horrible image that someone like Stewie still has in his mind, and it was something that caused him to be concerned about Brian's well being.

"And let's not forget the women that you did get together with, Rita I think her name was, who was around your age range, you still screwed it up. You chase more younger women then that Mr Peanutbutter guy from Hollywoo, and even then he's been focusing a lot on himself lately." Stewie sounded calmer, mainly because, despite pointing out Brian's flaws, he was also trying to help him improve himself, as again he was concerned about Brian's well being.

He didn't want him getting hit by some car one day and they would have to get a new dog as a result. If Stewie does run into another dog like Brian one day, he hopes his name is Vinny.

He always liked that name for some reason.

"Like what, improve myself until I find, the one?" Brian asked.

"Yes exactly, you should focus on yourself for a while Bri. Who knows, maybe on this journey of self discovery that you could go on, you might actually stumble onto someone that's similar to you." Stewie thought of the kind of girl that Brian would like, some sort of person that acts like a mouth piece to some higher form.

Which is exactly like Brian is like sometimes.

"Stewie, I don't know. I mean, that's good advice, but the last time I went into one of those self discovery journey, I hit and killed a guy." Brian revealed, surprising Stewie.

"You, killed someone?" Stewie laughed, then again, he did kill those sex traffickers that time in Paris when they had to rescue Meg, who, had stopped crying in her room by now, but Chris was crying louder. The two continued to ignore it.

"It was Stephen King." Brian revealed, the two paused for a bit, before they continued the conversation regarding self discovery.

"But, should I really go on another one?" Brian was unsure if it would work.

But what Stewie said next however, pissed him off once more like how he did at the start of this conversation.

"You can also get some writing tips while you're at it." Stewie stated in a joking manner.

"HEY FUCK YOU!" Brian suddenly yelled, but before Stewie could defend himself, it was Brian's turn to dish out Stewie's flaws.

"My writing's great, it's just that people like you don't get it. Since you're so up on your own ass all the time that you forgot that you tried to kill Lois and take over the world!" Brian yelled back, to which Stewie growled back.

"Hey! I still do that!" He defended, only for Brian to laugh back at him in pity.

"Come on Stewie, you've stopped that a long time ago and focused on other mundane shit, you're not even threatening anymore. When was the last time you even wanted to talk about killing Lois?" When Brian asked this, Stewie didn't respond.

Like before when he was right with Brian, now Brian was right regarding him.

He had forgotten his lifelong goals.

And that pissed him off. Turning, Stewie walked over towards a wall in his room, and opened it to his laboratory, before walking in and closing it without another word from Brian.

Who sighed in anger, as Stewie's own words had gotten to him too, he stormed out of the room to be by himself.

That is, until he bumped into Meg, who, unlike Brian and Stewie, was in a better mood now. "Oh, hi Brian, are you okay?" Meg asked, noticing the sullen mood Brian was in.

"Oh, Meg, sorry, I didn't notice you, I just." Brian stopped himself, and realised Meg was crying earlier over what the family had said to her. He wondered if she was alright now that she was suddenly happy again.

"Are you, doing alright, I don't like it when you're suddenly happy." Brian pointed out, but Meg just laughed.

"I've been so used to insults just now, that I recover quickly. I wish I wasn't insulted that much, but this is how this family rolls." Meg sighed, but she returned to her original composure.

"You know, remember that talk we had when that hurricane hit Quahog years ago?" Brian could barely remember that night, seeing as how he was tripped out on mushrooms that he had that night, and thankfully Stewie was there from keeping him from doing worse things then cutting his ear off.

However, it was also that night that Meg had called out the rest of the family for their abuse against her, only to return everything that she said.

"Yeah, what about it?" Meg, had thought about that night for a long time now, and it was completely overtaking her mind recently when the family's abuse against her had been getting worser then usual.

"I'm not trying to insult you or anything but, do you really think what you said was really right? About you being the lightning rod that holds this family together?" Brian asked.

"Because, you can do better Meg, you don't have to stand around and take on all that crap that Peter, Lois and Chris had said to you this morning, you're so better then this. I think, if you get into that Omaha College, you should never look back." Brian advised, feeling bad for how he acted to Meg earlier this morning when he caught her reading that book about the college that she wanted to go too.

"R-Really, you really think I should just, leave? If I do get into that College?" Meg however had been so worried about what her family will do when she finally does leave for somewhere.

Will they collapse without her?

But they're already collapsing, so, was she really a lightning rod that holds the family together?

Because, nothing has changed since that night with the hurricane. "Brian." Meg smiled again after thinking about, well everything.

"Thanks, for all this advice that you give me sometimes." Meg was at least happy to see someone in the family looking out for her.

She would have thanked Stewie too, seeing as how he looked out for her a few times too, but he was in his room, probably doing weird stuff again, but still, she should thank her little brother sometime.

"It's, no problem Meg." Brian never really gotten this compliment that much either.

Was he really good at giving out advice.

Was he a good person in general?

Brian and Meg left soon after, each thinking about what the other had said.

To Brian however, he was still upset with Stewie's words.

Because unlike what Meg said, he was starting to think that he wasn't a good person. No, he hasn't been a good person after these last few years. All he's done was use people for his own gain and had done selfish and sometimes deadly things.

If anything, he was just as worse as Peter.

And this realization that was setting in with Brian, saddened him greatly.

In fact, he left the house soon after, he couldn't be around anyone besides Meg or Stewie. Right now, he just needed to be alone.

---

"Mister Pewterschmidt, Miss Applegate has arrived." Carter's Secretary spoke from the other line, to which Carter happily sang back towards.

"Good, send her in." After he finished, lustful thoughts began to stir in Carter's mind once this new girl has arrived.

He couldn't wait to spend time with Applegate, the name of his favourite fruit.

As to him, discourse can be created through it.

And he loved discourse.

The door opened soon after, and the woman from earlier, in a dark skirt and high heels, wandered into the room. Her hair long and brunette, the shirt, which Carter had thought was red, was actually white.

He actually wished she was wearing red, but oh well. "Hi Tootsie, do you know why I called you here today?" He asked the woman, who simply shook her head.

"I saw you in the office just now, and I wanted to know if you wanted to spend some quality time, with the CEO behind all of this!" Carter moved his arms back to show off the office for the woman.

"What do you say, I want to spend time with Daddy Warbucks?" Carter smirked at the woman, not caring for anymore of her features.

Such as her large grey forehead and grey skin and her short structure.

"I mean I have the title of daddy in some other places and know some others." The Woman, Roger Smith---I mean, Leela Applegate said.

"What?" Carter asked, not quite catching what Leela had said just now.

"I mean, of course I would want to know the man behind Pewterschmidt Industries, Mister Pewterschmidt. As my name isn't Leela Raven Dementia Ravenway, Ravenholm, Gordon, Freeman, Chell, Glados, Alyx, Taranga, Segal, Christina, Applegate, Vance... Smith, for nothing!" Leela introduced herself to Carter, seeing as how she realized he didn't get her name. She wandered over towards Carter's desk.

"I'm just going to call you Leela, as that okay." He asked.

Leela slammed herself on the desk.

Which broke, making Carter worried that Leela may have died, but she was okay as she got up soon after, although she did grip her back in pain.

"Fuck my ass isn't as good as it used to be. It's not Hooter's hot anymore, but McDonald's hot." Leela groaned, but she needed to focus.

She quickly jumped up and landed herself on Carter's lap before she began to make out with him. While she was excited for this this oncoming sex with this old person, Leela knew the real reason that she was here.

And she needed to focus on the priority's for this mission.

After all, her friend from the CIA wanted her help.

And he promised a free waffle house dinner if she succeeded in this mission!

Chapter 3: Heartless Old Man

Summary:

All It takes is a one night stand with Leela for Carter's life to fall apart as her (obvious) backstory is revealed!

Around November 4th, 2012, the Griffins were disappointed when Carter was supposed to announce to the world that he had discovered the cure for cancer. However, instead he announced something else, and then told his justifibly angered daughter that he changed his mind at the last moment.

The only one in the family that wasn't angry was Peter, Carter's most often target for mockery, yet he still looks up to his father-in-law. At this point, Stewie just guessed that the only reason he likes Carter was because of his wealth. "Don't worry Lois, he'll just appear on the front cover of a magazine and he'll be forgiven." Peter tried to calm down his angry wife, who wasn't haven't it.

"But Peter, he's lying to the public. There's no way I'll be able to forgive him." Lois pointed out, but sure enough, when Stewie looked into the kitchen sometime later, he saw the Fatman and Lois looking gleefully at the latest issue of forbes magazine.

With Carter's smiling face at the front cover.

"Oh daddy!" Lois laughed, as if Carter did something that made her laugh and not at all at the fact that he was lying to people in order to keep not only the cure for cancer, but other cures for other diseases hidden from the world too.

"I know, if he's that bad then why is he doing that smile?" Peter asked. Stewie wasn't surprised that the fat man had fallen for Carter's lies once more.

In fact, Chris and Meg, who were also reading the newest forbes issue was also taken in by Carter's lies already. He expected the same thing from Chris over being brought by Carter's smile, but Meg? She was the second smartest person in the family before him.

Stewie however, was pissed off, he infiltrated a rich man's building and discovered something that could destroy his grandfather's life and he wasn't going to be rewarded for it.

Once again, the rich won, or so Carter thought. Stewie took out his phone and let out a sinister smile.

While he too will one day be a soulless rich person, he wasn't yet, and until then, other rich people will suffer under him.

By leaking some information that Carter would hate to be let out into the world.

Stewie laughed evilly as he took his phone and ran upstairs, the rest of the family not paying any mind to what he was going to do, that would eventually lead to the downfall of his grandpa.

Brain however, was just as angry as Stewie was when he found out that the family was reading the new forbes and had already forgiven Carter for what he had done.

"Unbelievable!" Brian stormed into Stewie's room, who was busy uploading, some photos from his phone and onto his laptop.

"Could you believe that they would stupidly fall for Carter's tricks Stewie?" Brian asked.

"Yes." Stewie bluntly, not even looking away from his computer to look at Brian, as he continued typing away on it.

Stewie could understand Brian's plight for once. After all, Brian was the first person to become suspicious when Carter was in the hospital sick as a, well dog one day, only for him to turn out better and that was what led Brian, and Stewie, to find out he cured himself of cancer.

"But you shouldn't be too angry Brian." Stewie tried to reassure Brian, which sounded like Peter reassuring Lois earlier that Carter would be easily forgiven.

"Oh please, don't tell me you've fallen for that forbes trick that Carter did too." Brian said, sounding disappointed.

"Hey, I stopped reading forbes a long time ago, I'm a red book guy now." Stewie said.

"What?" Before Brian could get an answer from Stewie, he changed the subject.

"No Brian, I'm planning for my dear old grandpa's downfall, even if it takes awhile to happen." Stewie allowed Brian to see a website, which confused the dog.

"I decided to leak information about Carter's onto a conspiracy website that I often use privately. You see, when we discovered the room for the disease cures, I happened to take a few pictures when we went back in to steal the cancer cure to show to Lois, and I'm uploading the photos onto this website now." Stewie plugged out his phone.

"It's done, people here would be dying to know more about what Carter has done, and they'll do anything to find the cure room and bring down Carter and his company. Even people from the FBI or the CIA would want this information. I did hear rumours that they often scout this website for information." Stewie said gleefully.

"Wait, Isn't this website illegal, how did you gain access to it?" Brian pointed out.

"Mr Quagmire has a VPN access to it." Stewie said, which highly disturbed Brian.

He, decided to change the subject. "Do you really think the CIA or FBI will find out about what Carter's hiding?" Brian asked.

"It might take awhile, but it's easier then just regularly leaking this information out. If we did that, then Carter will easily track us down and they'll be one less liberal dog and funny shaped gay baby in this house." Stewie warned to Brian.

"Carter won't be able to track me through the means I'm sending out this information. We might not get the results today, but eventually, someone will find out about what Carter has done and take him down." Stewie said, he and Brian wondered who that person was going to be.

---

Awhile later, Avery Bullock, head of the CIA, was scouting conspiracy websites late at night, as he would often meet his supplier for crack under these websites, where are you Divorced Dad Lewis? (The Suppliers username.)

That was when Bullock discovered something very vital regarding Carter Pewterschmidt while eating a subway. This discovery was so shocking to Bullock that he bit hard for his subway and shot out onto his computer.

"Oh shit, Johnny, Johnny!" Avery called for the janitor.

"We need a two for one computer cleansing now, and hurry. I just found out some dirt from an evil rich man, who ruined my subway!" Avery called for the janitor, as he looked as his dirty computer screen now, looking at the name of the rich man again.

Carter Pewterschmidt, of course, his long time enemy.

"We meet again, Pewterschmidt, you slimy bastard." Avery stared intently at his meatball covered screen.

---

The next day, Bullock held an emergency meeting with his top agents at the CIA, including Stan Smith, who reserved a special seat at the front of the room.

As Avery slammed a photo of Carter on the table for everyone to see.

"Him!" Avery loudly announced to everyone in the room.

"A picture of an old guy?" Stan looked at the picture, as all Bullock did was storm into the room, and slammed the photo of a man onto the table.

"No, the man in the photo is who you're after! His name is Carter Pewterschmidt. He's a rich bastard that lives at Quahog, Rhode Island and runs Pewterschmidt industries." Bullock looked at everyone in the room, who all looked confused, as if they haven't heard of Quahog in their lives.

"Do you all even know what Quahog is?" Carter asked.

"We went there once when our car broke down and me and family ended up having to pay for therapy for seeing a lot of these weird things, one of which was called a "cutaway gag" including a disturbing one that just plays an entire performance of Conway Twitty." Stan shivered after that fateful trip to Quahog.

"Well we need someone to go back to Quahog Smith in order to take down Pewterschmidt once and for all. This is our only chance to take down this bastard once and for all and it's all thanks to this mysterious individual who's username is "Hot Milfs in your Area." Bullock soon became interested in the username.

"Ooh, a milf, I need to find this person, I've been on a mommy kink lately and---" Bullock looked towards everyone else in the room. Out of everyone Stan was the only one that had his hand up.

"Smith, I'm guessing you want to volunteer in operation eat the rich?" Bullock guessed.

"That and, why do you have such a grudge against this Pewterschmidt guy? I know he sounds like a heartless rich guy, but why do you have a vendetta against him specifically?" Stan asked.

Avery looked towards the window, thinking back about that fateful day.

---

Bullock quickly ran into the sandwich store that he often goes too, as he heard that his favourite kind was on sale today, for once every five years.

And it was only at Langley Falls that they sell this kind of sandwich.

Running into the store, Bullock was almost out of breath, as he approached the woman at the counter. "Sandwich, special kind, you know the one!" Bullock held out his hand, demonstrating the size and shape the sandwich was, which was long and in the shape of a circle.

"Sorry sir, we're all out. We gave the last one to that guy over there." She said, pointing towards the man that had taken the last sandwich.

"And if you're wanting it then fuck you, I'm rich and you're just a weird British guy." Carter said, revealing that he was the one that had the sandwich.

"Not that it matters, I just finished it!" After laughing evilly, Carter marched back to Quahog to go back to work, only taken a break just to break some British guy's heart by eating this sandwich.

Once again another crime that he had done, and causing Bullock's heart to break as he teared up.

But soon his tears turned to anger.

As unknown to Carter Pewterschmidt, he had made an enemy that day in Avery Bullock.

And unlike the other enemies that Carter had made, Bullock swore to himself that he was going to take Carter down one way or another.

---

After thinking back about that incident, Bullock wiped a tear from his eye before turning back towards everyone in the room.

"Everyone, we need someone who's good at acting to sneak into Pewterschmidt industries, seduce Carter and find out if the rumors that he keeps cures to future diseases is true." Bullock then realized what the hard part of this operation was going to be.

As everyone put their hands up to be the bait of the operation, however Bullock knew that nobody in this room were good with acting, especially Stan.

"SIR, ME, ME, I WANT TO TAKE DOWN THIS RICH MAN!" Stan begged to Bullock who looked down at him.

"Smith, you can't even act to save your life. We need someone classy, hot and with the sex appeal that can take down a heartless rich men." Bullock then looked at everyone in the room.

"Which clearly you all lack. We're going to have to do this the old fashioned way." Bullock suddenly got all giddy at this prospect.

"By auditioning reality show style, which will begin tomorrow!" Bullock announced.

"Class dismissed." He said, confusing everyone in the room.

"Sir, this isn't a school." Stan corrected Bullock.

"It's in my heart Smith. It's in my heart." Bullock grabbed his chest, before leaving the room as everyone watched.

Leaving everyone else in the meeting room looking at each other, confused, they soon left to go back to work. Dick seemed excited at the prospect of being a judge for the auditions tomorrow.

"I hope Bullock picks me as a judge Stan. I'm better giving out critical thoughts to people and breaking their spirit then having my own spirit break." Dick sang.

"Why don't you audition? Besides the prospect of being embarrassed by everyone here?" Stan asked, to which Dick soon became sad.

"Because the last time I roleplayed my wife found me so pathetic that she divorced me." The memory of that caused Dick to tear up.

"Excuse me." He quickly ran to the nearest bathroom to cry, as Stan looked on.

Making him concerned for his friend.

---

"So that's what happened, Bullock wants someone to enter Pewterschmidt industries to take down Carter, either through A-Class seduction or to get into his greasy good books." Stan told, his family about the upcoming operation, as they were in the middle of dinner.

His son, Steve, was disappointed that his dad hijacked his story. "Okay, I was going to tell you all that Barry ripped his pants today and how me and Snot had to go on a crazy adventure just to find him new pairs before anyone finds out but go off I guess." Steve only seemed interested in his dad's story if it involved a hot rich woman instead of an old rich guy, he had seen this story a lot recently.

"Wait, didn't that happen in that Disney show Recess, or was that just my fantasy one night." His brother in law Jeff Fischer tried to think back about the incident with pants.

"Jeff, that's just a common TV episode plot that nobody finds relatable anymore." His wife and Steve's sister Hayley informed him rather tiredly.

"Then again, how did my pants from last week get ripped open?" Hayley wondered, it was here that Klaus looked at her holding a pair of scissors.

"Oh, I took them, me and Rogu were going to use them to make a pants fort. When I found out that everyone here has made forts in the past except for me. I want to join the fun!" Klaus demanded, only to find that his scissors were now missing, as Rogu had managed to take them off of him.

"Rogu need them to cut, stuff, then make sad fish fort." Rogu held the scissors up, before jumping off from the table and waddling out of the kitchen.

"Oh no, he is going to cut down the fort. I have museum photos in there that are hard to find on the Internet, ROGU, NO!" Klaus cried out, as he pushed himself after the little alien as everyone else in the room watched.

"Anyway yeah, we're holding auditions tomorrow for someone to act as the bait." Stan informed the remaining members of his family in the room.

"Taking down a rich old guy? That's like a wet dream for me!" Hayley sounded excited for once over an operation that the CIA is pulling, as she always wanted to take down a rich old guy like Carter.

As did Francine and Roger.

"Hayley nobody wants someone smelling like meat to take down someone like Carter." Francine told her daughter, shocking her.

"I don't smell like meat. I mean sure, I work at a fast food restaurant all day that sells meat, but I don't rub myself on it." Hayley grew paranoid, turning towards Jeff, Steve and Roger for input about how she smells.

"I think you smell perfectly fine babe. But to be honest, I put my nose in a lot of stuff these days that I lost my sense of smell, so I don't actually know how you smell." Jeff can't even smell the dinner that he's eating.

"You one hundred percent smell like meat, Francine is right." Roger said bluntly.

"Is, that the meat that I keep stealing from your room to---Masturbate? Yes, some of that Steve." Hayley quickly got up from the table and ran out to have a shower, while Steve looked stunned as he realised that everyone at the table, and even Klaus and Rogu, who were nodding at Steve from the kitchen door, knew what he does with the meat.

"Maybe I should audition." Francine offered.

"What!? My wife sitting on the lap of an Elon Musk wannabe, playing paddy cake in the ACME offices!?" Stan sounded horrified.

"What?" But Francine was confused with what he meant.

"Sorry, I spent last night watching Roger Rabbit." Stan said.

"But Stan, this is something I've been wanting to do on my bucket list. Which is to destroy an old guy's livelihood." Francine then began looking serious.

Until Roger broke the mood. "However this job of taking down a heartless old man looks like the job of my newest persona!" Roger quickly ducked down under the table, and came out wearing a woman's outfit with a long black wig.

"Leela Applegate, ace seductor of heartless rich people!" Roger introduced his persona to the family.

"Leela is strong, independent, and hates major corporations like the CIA, and thus, she will take them down." Roger declared.

"Roger, we're supposed to be taken down Carter, not where I work." Stan pointed out, annoyed.

"Oh? Well, either way one man's going down downtown thanks to Leela's charms." Roger began to pose seductively towards Steve, who quickly got creeped out.

"Whatever, it's doubtful either of you will get the bait position." Stan said.

"Hey, I can definitely charm the pants off of those judges, and I can charm Carter into taking down his company." Francine pointed at herself.

"Not If Leela doesn't get the position first!" Roger declared.

"Oh, yeah?" Francine turned.

"Yeah, we need to settle this in the realistic game of Rock, Paper, Scissors!" Roger took out a rock, paper and some scissors that he hid from Rogu.

While Francine took out a gun, a knife and a mace, but she realised Roger meant the actual game of rock, paper, scissors.

"Oh, you want to play that one? In that case, fine go audition. I only play the professionals, two decades champion baby and the longest surviving player!" Francine boasted to herself.

"Roger, I doubt you'll even get the position, as." Stan sighed.

---

The next day Roger---I mean, Leela Applegate, was the star performer at the charming CIA auditions.

"She's beautiful. In fact, she's probably the most beautiful woman I've ever seen!" Bullock, being one of the judges, stood up as he was taken in by the charms of Leela Applegate.

"Oh Avery darling, you're too generous with your suit and seductive British accent." Leela giggled, while Bullock looked at Leela with lust in his eyes.

"Oh, I can be more generous too. Let's say we take a visit at my house after the auditions end today for a special gander at my poor that my dead wife tried to steal in a lawsuit against me." Bullock offered, to which Leela looked at him, she was, tempted to say the least.

At the hot tub.

Stan, who was also one of the judges as he couldn't audition, was horrified at the thought at the alien being in bed with his boss, and quickly ran over towards the two to put a stop to it.

"Bullock, I think Leela, has the charms to take down Carter and only Carter. What do you say? Should we hire her as the bait?" Stan asked, which got Bullock out of his crazed spell with Leela.

"You're Right Smith. Leela would be the perfect candidate for this operation, and because she was the only other person that auditioned, meaning this entire hour was a waste of time on my and your part." Bullock said, but upon hearing that she got the role, Leela squealed with excitement.

"Oh, I can't wait to tell my sons, my mom, my mom's mom, my mom's mom, mom, my moms, mom---Leela." Stan interrupted Leela and brought her down to Earth.

"May I talk to you, privately regarding this operation?" Stan pointed towards the nearest room, which was the Janitors closet.

---

"Roger this operation is---What, are you doing?" Stan was confused when he watched Roger nudge around the small Janitor's closet that they were in. He didn't understand why he was doing that, since he fit in the closet just fine.

"I'm just trying to get some more space between us. Move your arm, a little to the left." Roger asked, to which Stan obliged.

"Alright it's more roomy for me. Anyway Stan if you're worried about me having sex with Carter then don't worry, that won't happen." Roger reassured the worried Stan.

"No, I was going to ask that you don't expose yourself to him during the operation, or we'll all be screwed. Don't have sex with Carter for god sake!" Stan desperately pleaded to Roger to keep cool during this mission.

"Don't you worry Stan, this down here." He pointed down towards his crotch.

"Won't have wall slamming, mind blowing sex with Carter Pewterschmidt." He reassured his friend.

---

At the present day, after having wall slamming, mind blowing affair sex with Carter Pewterschmidt, he and Leela were in the middle of Carter's office, breathing heavily, and for Carter he was fully naked, while Leela was fully clothed.

"That, was amazing." Carter sounded orgasmic. His voice was raspy as he turned over towards Leela, who looked at him with bedroom eyes, or in this case, office eyes.

"How are you so good down there?" Carter asked, generally curious about Leela's skills.

"Oh you know, years of having sex with people in high corporate Mad Men styled offices can make you a professional in the world of sex." Leela said, touching and feeling Carter's wrinkly chest.

"You're better at sex then my wife." Carter complimented Leela. He sounded general then with other people that he had sex with.

He, felt more of a connection with Leela then he did with Babs, and he only met Leela yesterday, but this one night stand. It made Carter feel the happiest he has been in years.

More so then anytime he had with his family in these past few years.

"Well you know me, breaker of marriages, destroyer of families." Leela boasted at her own skills.

"What?" Carter said flatly, but Leela decided to quickly change the subject, and that was when she noticed something odd about Carter's office.

There was a strange door near her and Carter, causing her to stand up and point towards it.

"What's that weird door that's trying but failing to fit into the style of this room?" Leela casually asked, as Carter soon stood up and joined her. He was still naked, not that he cared, only the Janitor was around in the early mornings at work.

"Oh that's just my cure room." He casually revealed, which even stunned someone like Leela upon hearing confirmation that Carter does have the cure room.

"Come on, I can show you numerous cures for diseases that haven't been revealed yet." Carter walked over towards the door, and after tipping one of the books at a nearby shelf, managed to open the laboratory esque hallway as he and Leela entered it.

Soon coming towards a door to a darkened room. Carter flicked on the lights, revealing numerous vials on display, like when Stewie and Brian had first found it. Leela and Carter walked into the room to look at the cure.

"These are a lot of cures." Leela said, stunned as she followed Carter around the room. She noticed numerous cures on display, such as: the T and Veronica virus, hanahaki disease, the bubonic plague, ebola, white chlorination and apathy syndrome to name a few. At the center of the room was the cure Carter had used a few years ago to rid himself of cancer. Leela had done it, she had found the secret room that Carter was alleged to have.

"So, all these diseases, you found cures for them?" Leela asked, quickly snagging one of the cures, as it was actually a cure to a fungus that her species often gets back on her home planet when they reach the age of 405, so she might need it in the future. She put the cure in the top of her shirt.

"Yup, and even some to diseases that haven't become on the range yet." Carter turned around to Leela, as he began discussing his plan for the cures.

"My plan with them is to reveal them when the time is right and sell them at a high price, so nobody can get squat. But I'll be able to get millions in the betting medical world and become even richer then I already am!" Carter evilly revealed his plans.

"And I don't know, buy some crack with the money that I make." Carter didn't sound enthusiastic at the last part, even Leela thought that was anti climatic.

"I don't know, you could maybe buy a space resort or something with the money that you'll make. Not that it'll matter anymore, since that's not going to happen." Leela said, confusing Carter.

"What do you mean? Of course I'll succeed. I've always succeeded." As Carter said this, the walls in the room and every door were quickly swarmed by the arrival of CIA Agents, with Bullock and Stan being two of them.

The agents quickly grabbed and handcuffed the surprised Carter as Bullock and Stan quickly entered the cure room with the other agents.

"What's going on, let go of me! Don't you know who I am!?" Carter yelled, as Bullock and Stan aimed their CIA badges at Carter while Leela looked on triumphantly.

"Sorry Mister Pewterschmidt, wait, I'm not sorry. You're a heartless rich man exploiting the poor by hiding ground breaking cures from the world. Your ass belongs to us now that your cure room has been exposed!" Stan declared, before punching Carter in the stomach, causing him to fall on the floor and crouch in a fetal position, in the best way he could, since he was handcuffed. He whimpered like a baby as at his current age, he can't deal with a punch that easily now.

Bullock approached him as he saw his rival cry.

"Stings doesn't it bitch?" Bullock taunted, like some sort of queen bee.

"Hey I know you. You're that guy I got the last sandwich that one time at a Subhub!" Carter grew angry when he recognised Bullock, not knowing that he was related to the CIA. He never thought he would see him again, or have him be apart of his downfall.

"What the hell are you going to do me!? Send me to prison? My lawyers can get me out of a life sentence to the point that their wizards." Carter warned to Stan and Bullock.

"Oh yeah, we knew your lawyers were going to be a problem, so the only way to deal with wizard lawyers was by silver bullets." Stan give a vague implication about the fate of Carter's lawyers.

"Actually Smith, that only works on IRS Werewolves." Bullock corrected Stan, before looking back down at Carter, looking serious as he revealed Carter's fate ahead of him.

"Without any of our lawyers helping you Peweterschimist, it's off to the shooting range with you where you'll be nothing but a meat bag for our newest recruits at the CIA at the end of the day!" Bullock revealed Carter's fate, which for someone like him, was too horrifying even for him.

"Are you insane!? Death by firing squad for holding the cures of the world, is that even legal!?" Carter asked, as he was lifted up from the floor.

"Uh no actually, but we can get away with a few things under the Government's eyes, and executions for very naught boys such as yourself Peweterschimist can be arranged, such as what will soon happen to you." As Bullock said this. Another agent called out to him, Stan, Leela and Carter at the end of the room.

"Uh sir, that cure for that parasitic disease that's associated with Hinamizawa, Japan was the last cure in this room. That's everything in our hands now." The Agent said.

"Glorious, let's make a trip to Pewterschmidt Manor everyone. We have a search warrant of his place in case he has hidden anymore cures at his manor." Bullock declared, which was the last thing Carter wanted. Not only was he going to be executed now at the end of the day unless some badly written last minute miracle happens to him, but Bab's is likely going to know everything now once the CIA reach the manor.

Including his affair.

As everyone left the room except for Leela, who was busy texting on her phone. Carter tried his best to pull away from the men dragging him out of the now empty cure room, and focus more on Leela.

"Leela, sweetheart. I thought we were meant to be together!" Carter shouted tearfully through his eyes.

Leela just looked up on her phone. "Blah, blah, blah, you were only my bottom bitch sunday Carter, nothing else. Besides I've already gotten a date with this Gabriel Agreste guy in France, he looks like a better and more heartless silver fox than you!" Leela looked down towards her phone again. It seems his interests are being emotionally distant from his son, trying to revive his wife by causing the end of the world and getting two magical charms from two teenage superheroes.

He had put a lot of information on his tinder.

As Carter was pulled away down the hall, screaming the word no over and over again and pleading for his life.

Leela meanwhile realized two things.

Carter had given her his phone number to his manor.

And today was Monday, not Sunday, which means Carter couldn't be her bottom bitch.

---

Babs meanwhile was busy putting away some laundry when her phone started to ring nearby just as she putting the last of the clothes away.

Curious and thinking that it was either related to Carter, a possible sighting of her fugitive serial killer son Patrick since he escaped after the fat camp killer incident or from one of her daughters. She casually answered.

"Hello, Peweterschidmist Hotel---I mean Manor." Barbara answered politely.

"Hello, is this Mrs Peweterschidmist?" Roger, in a bed gown, was in his attic now, drinking whisky while donning a black wig and spoke in a Russian accent.

"Yes, who is this?" She asked, smiling.

"I used to fuck, your husband." Roger said, which quickly caused Babs to hang up in shock as she placed the phone by her stomach, quickly reeling in on the fact that Carter has cheated on her again with this, woman.

She should have expected this by now. After all, Carter has already cheated on her multiple times to the point that she divorced him the first time, and she did so in the past with Jackie Gleeson, but boy, was sex with him great.

The phone soon went off again, and she realized that her butler, Artie Jay, also known as AJ was working today. "AJ, I'll get it!" She yelled down at the hallway to stop AJ from picking up the phone. But before Babs had the chance to pick up the phone herself again, her front door suddenly burst open by a large group of CIA agents that quickly began to raid the manor.

"My word, what is one doing?" Babs said with bitter anger in her voice as she ran downstairs, and was quickly met by Stan and Bullock.

"Official CIA business ma'am. Your husband Carter has been arrested for keeping ground breaking cures away from humanity's eyes." Stan told Barbara.

"Carter's been arrested too!?" Babs was too stunned, It seems that the affair must have also been his undoing.

"Well, all of this is mine. If Carter had hid anything from me then I would have surely known of it by now." Babs said. A CIA agent approached the three.

"She's right, we haven't found any cures so far so it's best to think that his cure room was the only place where he stored the cures." The Agent said. Bullock looked at all of the other agents around the Manor.

"In that case everyone, let's head back to plan Peweterschimidst intended fate, chop, chop!" Bullock clapped his hands, as the CIA agents began leaving the Manor.

Carter, who was placed in the back of a transportation van, could see the agents leave his Manor, followed by Stan, Bullock and Babs.

"Babs, Babs, help me. They're going to execute me!" Carter yelled upon seeing his wife.

But she just gave him an icy cold glare, something Carter didn't expect from someone like her.

"Uh sir, should we tell Mrs Pewterschmidt about what we're going to do to her husband---Oh, he's not my husband dear." Babs assured Stan as she interrupted him.

"Wh-What." Carter looked stunned as he moved away from the window of the van.

"He was just, someone that I used to know." Babs, felt lucky that she knew about this before the remarriage to Carter, which was obviously going to be cancelled now.

"N-no." Carter, finally felt the pain of defeat finally coming to him.

"Oh, in that case, we don't have to tell her about his execution Smith." Bullock smiled.

"What?" Babs asked.

"Let's go everyone!" Bullock declared before Babs could get more suspicious, as he and Stan began heading into cars to go back to their headquarters. Carter couldn't help feel embarrassed by all of this, things couldn't get any worse for him.

And that was when an old fashioned car soon drove up to the Manor.

And his other rival came out of it with a bouquet of flowers. "Roginald!?" Babs said, surprised to see her old lover again after so many years.

"Roginald!" Carter grit through his teeth as Roginald bent down in front of Babs, the love for her still shining in his heart after all these years.

"♪ Baaarbera, I heard your husband has been sent to prrrrrrrrrrrrison, for a heeeinous crime. If yooour looking for a neeew husband, then I'm still avaaalible for you to maaaarrrry ♪" Roginald sang his proposal to Babs, who smiled as Roginald brought out a ring.

Which she soon took. "Oh Roginald, I should have accepted back when I divorced Carter, but at least I can do it now!" She hugged her fiance and proceeded to kiss him in front of Carter, who was soon driven away.

"NOOOOOOOOO!" Carter screamed again as he was led away from the mansion that he once lived in, and from his ex-wife and fiance.

"Quit crying like a baby, you at least get one free phone call before your execution." Bullock said from the front of the transportation van.

"And don't try to use it to order food that will last you dozens of weeks. We've managed to ban that option so prisoners can die quicker." Stan warned, but Carter realized that there's still one last way that he can avoid dying.

He can use the phone call to call either Lois or his idiot son in law Peter.

For as much as Carter hated Peter, his stupidity often managed to get him out of sticky situations in the past.

---

"This is Tom Tucker, reporting from you live from Channel Five news." Tom Introduced himself to the viewers.

"And I'm Joyce Kinney." His co-anchor did the same.

"Following a fan event for people to forgive them for beating up a ten year old kid for looking at his co-anchor Tara Lipinski and for causing a teenager to kill herself for making a post about her, anchor Johnny Weir and once singer sensation Mary Elizabeth Becca Ryan got into an accident when the badly made stand they were on collapsed on them crushing the two instantly as well as Mary Elizabeth's Marionettes fans who were standing at the bottom. While Weir survived compared to Mary who was killed instantly, he is in a coma that doctors suggest he may never wake up from." Joyce revealed.

"When asked about their opinions about Mary-Elizabeth's public breakdown over mistaking the teenage girl's tweet about how lovely Elizabeth's hair was to her making fun of it and urging the Marionettes to call her out, which led to the girls harassment and suicide. An anchor of ours was sent out for the interview that went missing before being found dead at the ditch near where he interviewed a member of the marionettes. With a post from a Tumblr thread that only said Vriska--I mean Mary-Elizabeth did nothing wrong." Joyce began reading out the Anchor's death.

"But in more important news, Carter Pewterschmidt has been arrested for withholding cures to various diseases. When asked for a statement the CIA told us. "Don't even think about it" So we won't. Next up, we find out that Joyce has grey hair and is only dying her hair blonde." Tom revealed.

"And I run my expose about Tom's erectile dysfunction and his messy divorce being finalized at the cost of his now ex-wife taking everything he has." Joyce gave off a fake smile.

"Hey I told you not to mention that." Tom warned.

"And I told you to keep what I said about my hair dye a secret!" Joyce yelled back as the news ended. You would expect someone like the Griffins to be watching by now.

But, they weren't, they were busy focusing on an important day today then to hear about Carter's arrest.

---

Carter's one phone call, which was his last chance, went ignored at the Griffin house as it quickly went to voice mail.

"Hi this is Peter, I've messed with the recording machine so after a few seconds. Each message would be taped over with me singing songs from movies. Please enjoy Peter's classic tunes." Peter explained in his message, followed by a large beep.

"Griffin, it's me Carter. I've been arrested and I think the CIA are going to execute me. You need me to get me out of this mess! Do something stupid I don't know. By the time this phone call ends they're going to drag my ass to the shooting range. I only have an hour before---Carter's message was interrupted as Peter and Lois walked by the phone.

"Was that a message?" Lois asked, as Peter in the phone machine began singing eye of the tiger, which Peter himself clearly enjoyed.

"Ahh a classic, but who cares Lois. It was probably nobody important." Peter assured Lois.

The two were dressed for the photo they were going to take today, while Lois wore a green dress. Peter half lazily dressed in his best suit. "Jesus Peter, is that the only suit that you have. What about the previous ones that you have, like the one you wear to Church!?" Even Lois thought that suit would be better for a family event like taking a simple picture.

"Uh, I got rid of them Lois, to make way for suits worn by the actors in Marvel movies." Peter said. He had every suit, even the ones worn by the female characters.

Lois ushered a giant sigh. She just hoped the photographer is able to make Peter look good when they edit the photo. She approached the stairs to call on the rest of her family.

"Everyone hurry up, we're leaving soon!" She shouted. Meg and Chris came down soon after, Meg was wearing a pink dress while Chris was wearing a better suit then his father.

"Wait, where's Brian?" Lois wondered.

Who slumped into the living room, looking dirty and a bit ragged. He had been overthinking about what Stewie had said to him last night, but the only one in the family that seemed to notice his state were Lois and Meg.

Lois seemed to be annoyed. "Brian, why the hell do you look so dirty? Did you know today was family photo day!?" Lois shouted over Brian's state.

"Ugh, you look even more unprepared then Peter!" Lois pointed over towards Peter, who was busy having Chris help him straighten his tie.

But Chris overdid it and was now choking his dad with it. At first he tried to untie the tie, but then he tightened it in a rage when he couldn't do it.

"Ugh, what's the use Lois? What's the use in getting a new photo, nobody's going to compliment it. We'll probably just laugh at it one day like the photo that you destroyed yesterday. Just, what's the point." Brian briefly choked, as if he was holding back some tears.

"Mom, I think something happened with Brian, maybe we should---Meg, meg, meg." Lois suddenly interrupted her daughter.

"I'm not going to have you rag on me on my special day." Lois quickly told off Meg.

"What!? Isn't this supposed to be a special family day out where we take a photo together? Besides Stewie isn't downstairs yet and Brian clearly needs someone to talk---Just them, the sound of a phone buzzing went off from Lois pockets, she took it out and gasped.

"We can't wait for your friend Stevie Meg, our appointment at the Photo Studio is soon. We have to go now or they won't use the coupon!" Lois quickly approached the door and ushered everyone out.

"Chris, untie your father. Peter don't be an idiot, Meg, be quiet like you always do, and Brian, be happy for once." Lois yelled everyone out the door, before slamming it behind her, as the Griffins headed to the photo studio downtown.

Well, almost all of the Griffins.

As Meg pointed out, Stewie wasn't downstairs yet.

In fact, unknown to the family, Stewie wasn't even in the house.

---

"A bus ticket to Washington please." Stewie asked to the man at the counter at the Bus Station he had made it too, having a back pack on him for the necessary travel.

"Aren't you a little young to be riding to Washington young man?" The man politely asked.

Stewie just slammed a twenty dollar note on the counter. "Does a toddler often carry around a twenty for a bus ticket?" Stewie asked, the man quickly gave him a ticket.

"Enjoy your travels." He said as Stewie walked over towards the nearby bus to Washington and entered it, which soon left the station and this miserable town all together.

As Stewie road the bus. He turned over towards a TV that was in it, that reported about Carter's arrest, causing him to laugh loudly over his grandfather's downfall, before quieting himself.

As he had to focus on his goals, as what Brian had said to him last night actually rang true. In fact, it rang so true that Stewie didn't even sleep last night. He realised he hasn't reached his dream of taken over the world yet or kill Lois. In fact the only dream that he ever fulfilled so far was finding the perfect man.

Rupert, who will be his first man once he becomes President of not just the United States.

But the world too. Yes, he simulated such a scenario, which ended with Peter of all people killing him and saving the world.

Well this time that wasn't going to happen. The Fatman was so stupid now that he doesn't know how many kids that he has.

His old family won't stop him now, they were too busy taking that stupid family photo.

Nobody will stop Stewie's path to world domination.

Victory will be his.

Chapter 4: What Can Go Wrong in a Photo Studio?

Summary:

As it turns out, a lot of things can go wrong in a Photo Studio.

The Griffins soon arrived at the Quahog Photo Studio and it wasn't long until Lois started ordering everyone to get into the studio so they can start taken the family photo. As soon as she opened the door to the studio, she turned over towards the car, where the rest of the family, minus Stewie were still inside.

"Alright, get in now!" Lois shouted as Peter walked into the studio first, where Lois harshly punched his back.

"Peter hurry up!" Lois ordered.

"Ow." Peter rubbed his back in annoyance. He was already hating this day already as he entered the studio, Meg was next to go inside.

"You too Meg, you're the slowest one of the family!" Lois shouted, despite the fact that Chris and Brian weren't in the studio yet. She slapped her daughter on the back of her head, her slap was more harsher then when she slapped Peter moments ago.

"Ow!" Meg shouted, feeling the brunt of her mother's slap. She sadly rubbed the back of her head while meeting up with her father.

Chris approached Lois next, but he stopped and looked at his mother.

"Aren't you going to hit me like you did to Meg and the old man?" Chris asked.

"Because I would love it if you did." He said slow and seductively. Lois was about to abide to Chris request, but she stopped, and grew uncomfortable.

"Just." Lois pointed towards the interior of the Photo Studio.

"Just go inside Chris." She asked, Chris sighed but entered the building soon after as he slouched down. Now the last person that needed to enter was Brian.

Who looked sad again, and ragged as he slowly approached Lois.

"Go ahead, slap me, I don't care." Brian asked, Lois, instead of feeling bad for Brian's plight, was more annoyed that he was acting sad again.

She pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Brian, can we not have you have it all be about you for today? It's my day." Lois pointed at herself.

"And on my day, we're going to take a perfect family photo, and I don't want you bitching about how bad your life sucks for the rest of the day. So come on Brian, hide your depression, come on." Lois clapped, ordering her dog to stop being depressed.

Brian slowly looked up, and took a deep breath, and posed a fake smile to Lois sake.

What she didn't notice however was the tears welling up in Brian's eyes, as if any second now, his fake happiness can break any second.

"Good, now come on!" Lois entered the Photo Studio followed by Brian, where, after booking a photo with the coupon that they had, a girl soon approached the five.

A woman who soon caught Brian's eyes. "Hi, I'm Shelia. I'll be taken your photo today!" Shelia greeted the family, who's greeting caused Brian to feel slowly better about himself.

As Shelia looked hot, maybe this day wouldn't be too bad after all.

He chose not to say anything yet, instead getting ready to try and woo her before they can take the photo. "If you can all come along we can decide on the set that we should take your family photo in." Shelia turned and began leading the Griffins into the photo studio to look for a set.

"We have the regency era." Shelia pointed over towards an extravagant looking background, with old fashioned seats that can be found around the 1800's.

"I'm not too big of a fan of Jane Austen type settings." Lois said.

"A wise choice, this set's over for preferred fans of her novels, and for fans of the Cthulhu mythos." As Shelia pointed this out, a woman in an old fashioned dress burst through a door in the set, breathing heavily.

"Help, my so called friends are trying to sacrifice me to my family's long corridor!" The woman, named Elizabeth pleaded to the six people, only for a group of other people in old fashioned clothes to come through the door and drag the screaming Elizabeth back towards her fate, which is to be sacrificed for the greater good.

Only Meg seemed to be disturbed with what was going to happen to Elizabeth. "Guys maybe we should---But when Meg turned back towards everyone else, they have left to look for another set. She sighed and followed them.

"Once again, we're just going to ignore the messed up thing that we just saw." Meg followed the group towards the next set, which is spaced themed.

"If you want, something out of this world." Shelia joked, but nobody in the family was laughing and if Stewie was here then he would of said something sarcastic but hard hitting to Shelia.

"We have a space theme!" Shelia towards the set, which looked like the moon, Peter seemed interested in taking the photo there.

"Oh, oh, we should take the photo here!" Peter sounded excited, but Lois looked at him in disgust.

"No Peter, this is too silly. I want this picture to be perfect and I don't want your silly antics ruining this photo or just ruin another good day for us." Lois told off her husband, disapproving as to what set that he wanted.

"Ugh, come on Lois, the point of taking these stupid photos is just to fill up space on the wall. Nobody is going to care." Peter said, which offended Lois.

"Stupid!? I want this, and I expect you to be on your best behaviour while we're here!" Lois shouted, which began making Meg, Chris, Brian and Shelia uncomfortable.

As well as the other families at the studio today, all of whom had more healthy relationships then the Griffins.

"God, honestly, you get worse whenever we go anywhere. You really do have the mind of a child!" Lois voice grew louder.

"And your constant nagging gets worse whenever we go anywhere. It's like a high pitched bullhorn now wherever we go." Peter began to mock his wife's high voice.

"The guys are more fun then you, I wish they were here!" Peter wished.

"Well you can hang out with them when this is over, and you can go on some stupid adventure while we stay in the background like every time you do something stupid with them!" Lois high, screechy voice was now the loudest thing in the studio, which made Shelia worry.

She quickly looked around, and noticed a set that Lois would love to take the photo in. "Uh, Miss Griffin." Shelia interrupted Lois and Peter's fighting.

"WHAT!? CAN'T YOU SEE I'M ARGUING WITH MY IDIOT HUSBAND!?" She shouted, which highly disturbed Shelia, Brian, Meg, Chris and even Peter.

"I, uh, there's a set over there that we can take the photo in." She pointed towards an idealistic looking front lawn with a small white house in the background. The sky in the set was a bright blue along with a sun painted at one of the top corners, Shelia lead the family towards the set.

"This is called the sixties looking life. A lot of family photos are often taken here." Shelia turned towards the Griffins.

And realized that they were a family of five.

"Oh, my mistake, this set is only big enough for a family of three. Let me try and see if I can find another similar set for families of five." Shelia checked the book that she was holding for other sets.

"Don't worry, we can figure something else, I mean, this set looks great!" Lois laughed as she looked around the set.

She always pictured herself in this kind of scenery, before she married Peter, she was then stuck with her current crummy house. She wished that she could move into a more better house and leave the one that her and her family were in behind.

She turned towards Peter, Meg and Chris, while Brian snuck away to check on Shelia, who was calming down from Lois outburst.

"What do you guys think? This is a perfect set!" Lois asked her family, Meg and Chris just mumbled as to not make their mother anger again.

Peter could care less. "It looks terrible." He bluntly said, given off a neutral expression whenever he's brutally honest, this just made Lois angry again.

"Just stand over there until you're called for the photo then!" Lois pointed towards a spot near an open window. Peter walked over towards it, while Lois spun around towards Meg.

"And you Meg, your hair isn't as straight as Chris!" Lois shouted again and took out a brush.

"Chris isn't even here anymore, he's masturbating again in that locker room set over there." But before Meg could point out Chris dirty action. Lois grab hold of her daughter's hair and began combing it fiercely to the point that it began hurting Meg as she pleaded Lois to stop.

The families from before looked at what Lois was doing to her daughter, and were disturbed once more and were uncomfortable. One of their kids even started crying over how terrible Lois was being, to which their parents quickly took him out of the studio.

Peter meanwhile sighed heavily as he stood by the window, not caring about Lois ripping into Meg's scalp or what the other kid and the dog were doing, he was bored.

Maybe he should text the guys and invite them over to the Photo Studio.

But that was when he noticed something flutter in through a window.

It was, a butterfly, which soon caught Peter's attention. "Oh cool, a butterfly." Peter's inner child kicked in again as he began speaking like a child, before laughing happily as he began following the butterfly around the Photo Studio, in the hopes of trying to catch it, laughing wildly as he did so.

Shelia meanwhile sat at a bench, sighing heavily over Lois yelling at her. She never dealt with a crazy family like the Griffins before.

"Hey." Brian greeted the woman, who soon noticed him.

"Hey." Shelia didn't pay Brian any mind, even when he sat down next to her.

"Sorry about Lois, she can be a real Karen sometimes. You should see her when the coupons don't work at the grouchy store that she goes to." Brian said, trying to insult Lois in order to cheer Shelia up.

"I, don't think she's a Karen.l I don't even like to bring those types of people up." Shelia said, shooting down Brian's joke.

"Oh." Brian quickly tried to come up with another way to pick up Shelia.

"Boy, doesn't working at a Photo Studio suck? Is it like the hell that is retail, because I know what it's like working there." Brian in truth, did enjoy working at the hardware store that he worked at before Stewie caused him to get fired.

But he's heard that a lot of people think otherwise.

"No? I enjoy working here." Shelia said, she was getting annoyed by Brian's presence now.

Brian realized that nothing was working in order to pick up Shelia.

"Want to have sex?" He quickly asked in honesty, which disturbed Shelia.

"What!?" Shelia got up from the bench, and quickly looked down at Brian.

"Oh my god, are you, urinating!?" Shelia noticed the pee dripping down on the bench now, which caused her to gag in disgust.

"Only because I'm thinking about you. So, uh, is this an agreement?" Brian asked.

"No, dear god no, you're a dog. What kind of woman would want to have sex with a dog, that's bestiality!" Shelia shouted.

"A looot." Brian said.

"No, just, get away with me. Nobody would want to date someone like you, even if you were human!" Shelia began moving back from Brian.

"H-Hey!" Brian got off from the bench.

"A lot of women could, you---" No, Stewie was wrong, he can still pick up chicks like Shelia.

Except, Shelia wasn't the kind of person he would date at this point.

"You're awful, you're just a dog hater, I too can fuck tons of women. Even all the ones here in this fucking studio!" Brian screamed loud enough to get the attention of several women across the studio, except for Lois and Meg.

"S-Security!" Shelia shouted, as Brian ran over and began barking fiercely at her.

"FUCK YOU, I'M STILL HOT ENOUGH!" Brian continued barking, until several guards began grabbing him and dragging him towards the nearest fire exit.

"Hey, let me go, that woman's wrong. I'm right, I'm right god dammit, I'm always right!" Brian continued screaming, trying his best to break free from the men's grip as Shelia and the rest of the people at the Photo Studio looked at him in disgust.

Chris noticed Brian, but he didn't care as he finished whacking off behind one of the lockers. "Serves you right, you dumb dog." Chris whispered.

Meg also noticed Brian being led out of the studio. "MOM, STOP, BRIAN. MY SCALP, IT'S ALMOST BLEEDING!" Meg pushed her mom so she can see that Brian was being led out of the studio.

"W-W-wait, Brian, what's going on?" Lois stopped fiercely brushing Meg's hair, which at this point tons of it on the brush she used as her and Meg ran over towards Brian and the security guards.

"These people Lois, can't see that I'm right and Stewie is wrong." Brian said, trying to defend his actions.

"What does Stewie have to do with all of this!?" Lois asked.

"He's not even here Mom." Meg bluntly pointed out.

"Shut up Meg!" Lois snapped at her daughter before turning over towards Brian and the guards.

"Lady do you know this dog? As he was trying to hit on one of the employees at this Studio." One of the guards said. Of course, Brian couldn't keep his doggy dick in place for one second. Lois shook her head in anger.

To Lois, Brian was just as worse as her idiot husband now.

And he was risking ruining Lois perfect photo.

So, she turned towards the guards. "No, I don't know this dog, throw him out." Lois ordered the guards.

"What!?" Meg and Brian both said at the same time.

"But Mom, isn't he going to be included in the photo?" Meg asked as the guards continued with their job in throwing Brian out of the fire exit.

"No Meg, and come to think of it, this photo is just going to be me, your father and Chris now." Lois pointed towards herself, Chris and Peter, who was still laughing like a child as he chased after the butterfly, not noticing what's going on.

"W-Wait, you're throwing me out of the picture?" Meg was disappointed, as she was looking forward with being involved in this photo and she spent all night getting ready for it.

"Well you should be happy, thanks to you having the worst hair in the family, you're not going to be involved in this major family event, now be quiet!" Lois ordered Meg.

"No!" Meg shouted back as Lois walked over towards the set, where Chris and Shelia were standing near it.

"No!?" Lois turned over towards her daughter.

"Yeah no, fuck this day, fuck this family photo and fuck you Lois. Who the fuck treats their daughter like shit, hell!" Meg shouted, before Lois could get a word in and scold Meg for talking to her mother the way she was now, she continued.

"You know Brian was right, I should of just left when I had the chance. I was wrong, me being the lightning rod doesn't help this family, you all are still spiralling. I won't be surprised if you all kill each other when I leave for college!" Meg proceeded to storm off towards the door to the Photo Studio.

"W-Wait." Lois was stunned by what Meg had said just now.

"Meg where are you going!?" She called.

"To find Brian. I don't want any part of this so called perfect family photo, this family already sucks as it is!" Meg shouted back as she left the Photo Studio, as Lois and a few patrons looked on, stunned by what Meg had said to her.

But she chose to ignore her. With Meg, Stewie and Brian literally out of the picture, that means there was enough people to take the photo in the sixties set, now all the the remaining Griffin members needed to do was take the damn photo.

---

Brian was thrown out of the alleyway of the Photo Studio. "And stay out, like all dogs, you don't belong in a place like this!" One of the Security Guards shouted out as they threw Brian out.

"Oh come on, you really have to point out that I'm a dog again!?" Brian shouted out.

"Yeah, because you are one." One of the Guards said, to which they then slammed the door shut in Brian's face, who stomped out of the Alleyway, kicking a trash can in the process.

"HEY, WATCH IT YOU STUPID DOG!" A talking Raccoon shouted at Brian when the trash can landed near him.

"Yeah!" Rigby shouted out, coming out from the top of the trash can the talking raccoon was picking trash next too.

"Wait why am I here? I'm actually a valued member of society with a wife and kids on the way." Rigby soon jumped out of the trash can, now that he remembered that he was actually looking for his wife Eileen's lost record mix.

"Yeah, can't you look where you going you stupid dog!?" Oscar the Grouch soon popped out of the trash can that Brian kicked.

"I'm more then a dog dammit!" And Brian can prove it. Getting out of the Alleyway, Brian decided that he was going to forget about this horrible day and head to the nearest bar and drink sorrows away.

Because that's what a human does, and Brian has human rights.

As Brian stomped away from the Photo Studio, Meg had barely missed him as she came out of the Studio herself and began looking for him, starting with checking out the Alleyway that he was thrown into.

But, he wasn't there now. Concerned she began calling out to Brian, unaware that he was a long ways away now into a cocktail to notice that there was at least one member of the family sticking up for him today.

---

Peter's escapades with the butterfly soon ended when the butterfly fluttered into some of the electrical equipment and electrocuted itself as it tried to escape him to the window again, but he kept blocking it so he can catch the butterfly, bits of sparks soon fired from the wire as Peter sighed.

"Aw it's stuck." Peter said, not thinking that the butterfly has died, in fact, it's wings look like they were starting to catch on fire.

But before Peter could pull out of the butterfly from the wires, Lois called out to him. "Peter, get over here! It's time for the photo!" Lois shouted from the sixties set, where her, Chris and Shelia were now standing at.

"Aw, fine." Peter grouched and was about to walk over towards the three, when he began sniffing something.

"Is that jerky, is someone cooking jerky?" Peter began to wonder, as Lois called out to Peter again.

"Peter!" She shouted.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Peter began approaching the sixties set again, not bothering to look behind him, as that was where the apparent jerky smell was coming from.

Only, it wasn't jerky being cooked.

But smoke, from the fire that the butterfly's corpse had created as it messed with the wired equipment. It wasn't long before the fire began to spread as more of the wires began to break and rip free from their bindings as a result, creating equal smaller fires in the process.

Nearby, Peter, Lois, Chris and Shelia began to prepare for the photo, unaware of the impending threat that Peter had created.

"Alright, let's pose for the photo now you three!" Shelia asked, to which after a few seconds, Peter, Lois and Chris began to pose into the default appearances of their character sheets. The three stared into space, which unnerved Shelia. The only thing that compared to their character sheets was the fact that the three were in formal wear for the photo.

"Alright, three, two, one." But before Shelia could take the photo, she noticed dozens of employees, guards and families starting to run out of the Photo Studio.

And did she smell smoke?

Suddenly a large piece of burning rubble collapsed onto Shelia. She began to scream in horror as the fire spread onto Shelia and set her alight. Peter, Lois and Chris got out of their poses to see Shelia burning to death.

"OH MY GOD!" Lois screamed in horror, blocking out Shelia's fatal screams as the fire completely consumed her.

"Holy crap, she's dead." Peter pointed out, his arms stretched forward, as were Lois and Chris. Their faces were the same, in shock, before they realized what was happening around them.

"This entire place is on fire. We need to get out of here!" Chris cried, him and his parents managed to run over towards the door to the Studio, avoiding numerous corpses along the way.

---

"Uh excuse me, have you seen a dog pass by this street?" Meg asked to someone passing by, but she just shook her head and kept going, causing Meg to look saddened over where Brian may have stormed off too.

And that was when she started to smell smoke coming from the Photo Studio.

"Huh?" Meg turned to see that the building had gone aflame, with dozens of terrified people running out of it with their lives as Meg ran over in horror, as her family were still inside.

"MOM, DAD, CHRIS!?" Meg shouted from outside the burning studio, but she didn't get a response.

Until a car horn honked behind her, she turned to see that it was Peter, Lois and Chris in the car, looking disheveled and dirty from escaping the burning Studio.

"We're here, get in!" Peter shouted as Meg soon joined her remaining family in the car.

"Where were you!?" Chris asked Meg.

"I went outside to look for Brian and---Oh my god, look!" Lois pointed to the Studio as she interrupted Meg. The fire began to spread onto the buildings around it.

Soon enough, the police and fire force soon arrived, but as they did. The fire continued spreading to multiple other buildings around the street, scaring the people inside those buildings and those on the street, who all began screaming as they ran for their lives.

The people inside the buildings, began to try and run out from the cafes, offices and stores that they were in, causing blockades in the process as the fire soon spread onto the floors and began burning people that were trying to escape.

The remaining Griffins can only sit in the car and watch in horror as piles of burnt bodies began emerging out of windows and doors.

"Don't worry, I'm sure the fire brigade can stop---Just then, a building toppled over onto the group of fire fighters and police force that have arrived to help out, crushing them instantly.

"Never mind, and that was the only fire brigade in town too." Peter casually pointed out to his scared wife and two children, Lois nudged him.

"Shut up and drive back to the house, before the fire spreads to this car!" Lois shouted and for once, Peter listened to his wife, he started up the car and drove down the street and back towards Spooner Street.

They thought someone, anyone inside or outside of Quahog can stop this fire from spreading beyond the street that they were in.

But it was obvious that the chaos had only just begun, as the fire did begin spreading further out into the rest of Quahog.

Meg grew concerned from the burning street that her and her family just drove out from, as Brian was still missing.

Wherever he was, she hoped that he was okay.

Chapter 5: Quahogs Fiery Inferno!

Summary:

As the remaining Griffin Family Members try to make it back to the safety of their home, the fire greatly effects the other residents of Quahog in various ways.

The first thing Brian did when he found the nearest bar was to get wasted and think about the mistakes that he made in his life, starting with writing a shitty novel, then a shitty play and then another shitty novel, and that's not counting to all the mistakes he made with every girl that he dated or tried to seduce, like Shelia from today.

It wasn't long until he was drunk at an underground and conveniently fireproof bar that he found, and it seems as though he was the only person at the Bar right now, besides the Tender of course, which he noticed during his drunken haze, having already gotten drunk despite having a few drinks, although his despair may have caused him to get drunk quicker.

"Jesus, you're already drunk after three martinis?" The Bartender was amused, and feeling somewhat sorry for Brian.

"Well, I had a pretty shitty day with the family. So whose leg do you have to hump to get a dry version of these?" Brian spun around on the stool that he was sitting on to face the Bartender in his sadness, he looked around for any women to talk too, before letting out a joyful laugh when he realized that again, nobody was there.

He was alone, as he deserved for the kind of person he was, as he thought.

"That line sounds corny, don't you think?" The Bartender sighs at Brian's misery.

"But like everyone else here pal, Quahog is a toxic dump when it comes to relationships." The Bartender said, about most of the relationships in Quahog involve couples trying to kill each other, accepting the fact that their miserable relationship is their life now and try and have affairs with someone else, or they get divorced which somehow makes them more miserable instead of being happy that their no longer with the person they hate.

The Bartender wished that the town could just, burn away sometimes, it would give him an excuse to move to another, better town with better people.

Honestly whoever thinks a marriage is about trying to kill the other needs to get help, it's obvious they're crazy at that point.

He walked away from Brian, as it was obvious that the dog wasn't interested in a conversation anymore.

He heard the dog break down and cry over what his life had become. He just shook his head sadly and walked into the Bars backroom.

He did wonder why Brian was the only customer here today, as this place was often pretty full.

There was a good reason for this.

---

The Griffins continued to drive past the now fiery streets of Quahog, the fire that Peter caused having completely spread throughout the town in quick succession.

"Oh my god." Lois was horrified at the scenes unfolding around town.

"This is." She didn't even stomach the words to finish her sentence. Quahog, her town that she and her family spent a lot of years in, was burning away in front of her, and, seeing the various people on fire or having died from the fire, horrified the mother. She couldn't imagine being one of those people on the street, and she didn't want to.

The rest of her family were just as terrified at what was happening around them.

"Guys, Brian could be out here in this chaos! What if he's hurt or worse!?" Meg asked, as she was still the only person in the car that was concerned for Brian, but she didn't want to scare her family by saying that he could be dead, even if it was a thought that was passing through her mind and that scared her.

"Not now spec of dust, let's just go home and hope that this blows over by tomorrow." Peter blew off Meg again, much to her annoyance.

"Hehehe, blow." Peter smiled as he continued driving back to Spooner Street with the family.

As he did, he drove past the Drunken Clam, now the Fiery Clam at this point given the situation. Various people began running out of the bar for their safety. Among the people running out was Jerome, the current owner of the Clam, but while he was lucky to run out with the crowd of people without getting injured.

Mort Goldman, Herbert, The Phony Guy and Seamus the sea captain, weren't so lucky. They were pushed onto the ground, where multiple people stepped on the back of their heads. Mort, Phony Guy and Herbert's heads were gushing with blood, and soon after, they weren't moving, having been trampled to death, with Herbert dying the instant he hit the ground, given his frail body.

Seamus, had a similar death, only, due to most of his body being wood, he was quickly smashed to pieces, there wasn't even any blood or flesh when the crowd cleared away from the burning building. The Clam collapsed, and Jerome was the first one to have noticed their corpses among others that weren't so lucky.

"Holy shit, get back." Jerome told the remaining crowd, they were safe from where they were standing, the fire all around them wouldn't be able to get them, although, the smoke was making it hard for people to see and breath. The crowd began to disperse, with Jerome following in order to get to safety.

Before he left, he briefly turned back over towards Mort and Seamus corpses. "Sorry, guys." He ran with the crowd. It was fortunate that his daughter Pam wasn't here to see this madness unfolding in town. She was off in the Agua Dulces with his uncle Haywood at his ranch.

He hoped that she was okay even in Agua Dulce, as he heard there were UFO sightings around that area.

Right now however, he had to get to safety himself, unlike Seamus, Phony Guy, Herbert and Mort. He hoped Mort's son was alright.

---

"Dad where are you, I've been calling for the last hour, everything's crazy out there!" Mort's son Neil yelled on his phone. It was the fifth time that he tried to call his father, but he hasn't picked up.

After hanging up, Neil folded the blinds in front of him in the Living Room and sat down, breathing heavily as he tried to ignore the screams and panic from outside the Streets. He swore before he closed the shutters that he saw various people that Meg and Chris dog Brian was associated with for the last few years, such as that blind girl, that older lady that Brian dated who felt too old for her, that reality show star and that girl that cheated on Brian with his neighbor Cleveland.

Among various others, such as another talking dog and a girl around Stewie's age that was with him with blonde hair, I think their names were Vinny and Olivia? They all didn't look too good, all of them were on fire the last Neil checked the window.

Neil chose to ignore it in order to stay in his house, he was safe here.

But, that was when he smelt smoke.

"Huh?" He ran towards the stairs, and that was when he saw smoke itself, which was from the fire that quickly spread upstairs, causing the fire alarm to go off. The fire from the other houses must of spread to this house too, either way, he had to escape.

As Neil ran over towards the door, bits of wood and debris quickly landed on him, and blocked the door. His screams for help and wailing went unheard of from people outside.

As, there wasn't anyone left that could hear him. Neil, like most of the residents of Quahog by now, was quickly consumed by the flames, screaming in agony as the fire consumed him, as he reunited with his parents in the afterlife, albeit in a painful way.

---

"Oooh, no, whous going to stwoup this fire?" The Greased Up Death Man yelled as he ran around the streets in a frenzy. He was careless to notice he stood near an oil tanker.

As did a few other Quahog residents that were trying to escape the burning town. Jillian, Opie and his family, Mr Washi Washi, Stella, The Cool-Aid Man and Carol Pewterschimidst, they noticed too late of the Greased Up Deaf Man running into the tanker, which caused him and the tanker to explode instantly, with bits of building quickly hitting the various residents in the process.

In an instant, Jillian, Opie, His Family, Mr Washi Washi, Stella and Carol were killed, while the Kool Aid Man was smashed to pieces.

Mayor Wild West was seeing this carnage unfold, as well as the other panicked residents of Quahog. He quickly got up to a car, pulled out a gun and fired in the air, getting everyone to stop running around in a frenzy.

"Now you all listen." Despite the situation, Wild West was as calm as ever, he had to be, he was the Mayor, it was his duty to protect Quahog as best as he can.

Unfortunately, he had failed to do that, with half of the residents already dead, the town in chaos and people running around trying to survive.

He has to save what remained of Quahog, even if only this crowd surrounding him was all that was left of the town, getting onto a nearby car, Wild West took out a gun and shot it out into the smoke covered air to get the crowd's attention.

"You all listen here, you all won't die here today, as Mayor, I will get you all out of here, as it's my duty to protect you all from anymore harm that will befall you, even if I already left to protect most of the other residents, the least I can do is get you folks here out to safety from these hazardous smoke and flames." Wild West took out a lasso to clear some smoke around the crowd, and began leading them out of Quahog for their safety.

"Now come on, in every town emergency, safe zones are set up outside of town, I shall lead you all to one of them." Wild West began leading people out of the Town and towards one of the assigned safe zones.

And as he did, he began closing the eyes of the numerous residents who have perished, from Mort, to Opie, his family, Mr Washi Washi, Stella, Jillian and Carol. He would have done the same to the Greased up Deaf Guy, Seamus and the Kool Aid Man, but unfortunately, there wasn't anything left of them. He had soon passed by the various bodies of Brian's love interests, they too perished from the fire, as well as Olivia and Vinny.

And, as Wild West cleared the smoke for the survivors as they braved through the fire, he started inhaling the smoke in the process, in order to make sure his group didn't get affected.

---

Meanwhile Jerome's group grew as they escaped from Quahog and towards one of the designated safe zones, gaining new people in the process, such as Meg's friends Esther, Ruth and Patty. Ruth's week was just getting better too before this fire had started, her tongue was finally repaired after years of surgery due to an incident in Paris with Meg that she and Meg can't recall whenever they thought about it, The town by now was almost burnt to a crisp and her parents along with it as well as Patty and Esther's.

Meg, her friends hoped that she was okay and that she was somewhere safe.

Elle Hitler, although some of her friends called her Joanna, was also in the group and she was busy trying to lighten the mood up by showing people some memes that she had found online. Among other survivors was Joyce Kinney, Ollie Williams and his family, as well as the Browns. Local reporter Tricia Takanawa almost escaped with them, but she sacrificed herself in order to get Joyce and Ollie out of the burning Channel Five building.

"Okay, okay, now this Principal lies to the Superintendent. He thought he was having some steamed hams, but instead, they were now having hamburgers, which he calls steamed hams!" Elle let out a long laugh to some of the members of the group as she found a video to show the group, which actually cheered some of the group up. Among them was a loving couple named Beth and Gregory, whose twelve year old daughter Nina was abducted prior to the fire a few days ago. They hoped, that despite the fire she could still be found.

"He didn't actually make them too, he got them at a fast food restaurant!" Elle continued to explain, before turning off the video before it could show the Principal's kitchen burning, as it was too soon of a joke.

"Look!" Jerome pointed over towards another group heading their way, it was Wild West's group as both groups soon met up, with some of the members of Wild West's group being reunited with family and friends from Jerome's group.

But while everyone in the group was lucky.

Wild West was not, he collapsed, soon after seeing so many happy reunions, but him collapsing caused the crowd to turn and gasp.

"Mayor West!" Jerome ran over. There was no doctor in the group, as the well known doctor in town, Doctor Hartman, was dead too. The Quahog Hospital had collapsed with him inside, as well as the High School where some of the town residents had gone to for safety instead of leaving Quahog.

Among the casualty's at the school was a girl named Connie Demico and Principal Shepard.

"I...I." Wild West coughed loudly.

"Don't find me a doctor son, it's clear that I'm beyond being saved." West assured Jerome.

"My time's almost coming anyway, so what's the point of wasting someone's effort to save someone that's beyond saving." West said, his voice horse and raspy from smoke inhalation.

"But we can try and save you. You can't give up on yourself just yet Mayor West." Jerome tried to get West to focus, but he was already losing consciousness.

"It's alright, Jerome, I did what I can do as Mayor." Wild West assured Jerome.

"Now, I'll be with Cousin Adam again." He slowly began closing his eyes, and breathed for the last time, as Jerome soon checked his pulse.

"Wait, is the Mayor really?" Joyce stepped out of the crowd, pausing as Jerome turned over towards her and the crowd.

"He's dead." He said, causing the crowd to gasp at the fact, that Quahog had lost yet another mayor.

"He, braved through the smoke, so he could get us out of Quahog." Elle pointed out the Mayor's bravery.

The group looked over the still burning town, and, in respect to the recently deceased Mayor, became silent as they paid their respects to Wild West and those who have died today in this fire that razed Quahog, Rhode Island.

As well as the rest of the residents who were still stuck in the burning town.

---

The Griffins soon parked outside their house. Despite the houses all around them burning, their house and Quagmire's was still unaffected for now as the four of them got out of the car and ran to the safety of their home.

Sometime later, the Griffins changed back into their regular clothing, with Lois looking out at the burning neighborhood and the numerous people who have died from the fires by now.

"Oh god Peter, I think Joe's house is on fire too. What if Bonnie, Kevin and Susie are still in there!? They need to help them!" Lois turned over towards Peter, Chris and Meg, who all looked panicked over this fire that was plaguing the town.

What's more, channel five news wasn't running as usual, so they wouldn't be able to get updates regarding the fire.

"Look, let's all stop panicking, hopefully this fire will just, blow over like every other crazy events that had happened to this town." Peter tried to assure his remaining family as Lois walked over towards the three, and away from the window.

Not noticing smoke coming from the kitchen as she sat down with them on the couch.

"I mean, this town's been through worse then some city fire, and we mostly came out on top, mostly." Peter liberated.

"And this mess that I started because of me chasing a butterfly will be something we'll all laugh about one day and---Why is there smoke coming from the Kitchen Lois?" As Peter pointed this out, the rest of the family soon turned in horror as the fire had finally reached their home, and already their kitchen, which they had so many dinners and breakfasts in, was now in flames, followed by the rest of the house as the fire began to spread rapidly and surrounded the Griffin's in it's fiery element.

Soon enough, the Griffins were quickly backed up towards the door to their Den that they never use these days. It was no use escaping the house through there though, as the fire had completely consumed it like all of the other rooms in the house.

The four were surrounded now, as the fire they had so desperately tried to avoid had finally caught up to them, ready to claim them as their next victims as the four screamed in panic.

Chapter 6: The Burning Aftermath

Summary:

As the fires die down, the Griffin's finally face the cosequences of their actions these last few years as the fire had ignited a spark of anger from the remaining residents of Quahog.

"Oh my god!" Lois screamed, she and her family were in a nightmarish scenario, the fear of dying in their home by burning to death. The fire was everywhere in the Living Room, threatening to engulf them like they had done to the room already. The family photos hang up on the wall, such as the ones of Chris, Meg and Stewie, were being burnt to a crisp by the flames.

As it looks as though that things will be hopeless for the Griffin's, Meg soon noticed something, a small opening in front of her, leading towards the front door of the house. She and her family can easily escape if they follow that path without any problems.

"Guys look, if we just follow this path, we can get out of the house!" Meg suggested as she tried to remain calm despite the life or death situation she and her family were in, Peter however pushed her on the floor in a hurry.

"Look, a path, let's get out of here!" Peter shouted, running forward so he would be the first one to escape the house, followed by Lois, Chris and Meg.

Upon reaching the door, Peter opened and slammed the door, causing bits of rubble to fall down towards the family in the process. Lois instinctively, grabbed Chris and pulled him away from the fallen debris, but while Chris had managed to get away thanks to the help of his mother, Meg wasn't so lucky.

And the two heard her screams of terror as Lois began to realise. "Crap, I have more then one kid." The thought passed her by in a flash as she and Chris looked down to see Meg under the rubble with both of their arms pointed outward like they always do, Meg was unable to escape the rubble trapping her.

She looked upwards towards her mom and brother. "CHRIS, MOM, HELP!" She screamed, hoping they would do something, anything to help her out of the rubble before she burns alive from it.

This was their chance, the chance to prove to Meg, that, no matter the abuse that they hurled at her these last few years, that they stilled loved her, that they still cared for now, and they were willing to risk their lives to save hers.

Meg wished that it happened.

But, It didn't.

Lois and Chris thought for a second, but seeing the house slowly beginning to collaspe due to the fire, decided to save themselves, even though Meg was just in front of the two and they could easily get her out of the debris.

Instead they turned and without another word, left Meg to die in the fire, who watched the two leave in horror at what they were doing. "M-Mom...!?" Was what she could only say, as she was left in her burning living room.

She, didn't want to die...

 

 

 

And she wasn't going too. If her family wasn't going to save her, then she was just going to have to save herself.

All of those years of contemplating suicide, wondering if anyone would miss her if she took her life, the thought of dying and leaving everyone behind. Meg had to admit, the idea was a good one, however, now that she was facing certain death, she knew now that wasn't what she wanted, like what Brian and her friends said multiple times, she had her entire life ahead of her.

She can decide her future, and Meg, wasn't going to die in this room, she was going to have a life. Now that she has found the courage to not die here, Meg looked at the rubble and swiftly kicked it off of her before the flames could spread to her and kill her.

It was fortunate that all of those times training for the Winter Olympics, as well as doing other sports based activity's, such as baketball and ladies roller skating, as well as her time in Prison, was starting to pay off in order to save her own skin. Meg soon got up from the floor and turned towards the front door.

She let out a "Shit." When she noticed that it was blocked off now by more rubble, which meant that she had to find another way to escape the burning house as she didn't have time to simply push the rubble out of the way and escape the same way, Peter, Lois and Chris did.

For once, luck was on Meg's side, when she noticed that there was another open path leading into the Kitchen, and fortunately, the back door wasn't blocked off, as she noticed that the floors above her were going to collapse any second, Meg raced with adrenaline within her towards the door, as everything collasped around her, she screamed in anger.

She jumped at the last second, charging towards the backdoor, as she heard the sound of everything break and crash around her.

Before jumping out, into the cold air of what was once her neighborhood, as the house finally gave in just as she leapt out of it.

---

Peter, Lois and Chris, didn't see Meg's amazing feat, they only watched as their house collapsed in front of them sometime after their escaped, once again, their house was destroyed, and again by a fire. "Our, house." Lois quietly whimpered.

"It wouldn't be the first time." Peter said, not caring about the slightest about what happened just now, to Quahog, their neighborhood, or their home.

And this sent Lois over the edge as she punched her husband on the nose.

"OW!? What the hell Lois!?" He cried out.

"Don't you what the hell me! You say that all the time, you always do, and now our house is destroyed. We're basically homeless Peter! Everyone in town is now, don't you even care at all that the town was burnt to the ground today!?" Lois screamed at her husband. Stunned, he didn't say anything as he held his nose, which was now bleeding because of his wife's punch.

"Oh would you calm down, this happens all the time in Quahog! Everything will probably go back to normal next week and we'll laugh it off like we usually do!" Peter didn't really see the big deal of the despair that was growing on Lois and Chris face.

Or the approaching crowd containing the remaining residents of Quahog, now joined by Joe, who was in his police uniform, looking just as upset as everyone else.

"No Peter, thing's can't just go back to normal." Joe said, getting the Griffin's attention, as Peter, Lois and Chris turned towards the group.

"Joe, what the, why are you all dusty?" Peter asked, looking towards the remaining residents, as Joe held up his arms to point at the crowd, he was looking serious as Peter noticed, like he was about to arrest some criminals.

"These are all that's left of Quahog Peter. Your, little esquapede with a butterfly has burned through Quahog and has taken the lives of almost every citizen in town." Joe, sorrowfully revealed, as he looked over to what remained of his own house.

"Including, Bonnie and the kids." He revealed, causing Peter, Lois and Chris to gasp at the horrifying realisation that most of their friends were dead, all of which supposedly caused by Peter's actions.

"J-Joe, how can you be sure that I did this!?" Peter said.

"Yeah, I mean, for all that he did today, there's no evidence that this is all Peter's fault!" Lois said, for once defending her husband today.

"I thought so too, Lois, however we managed to uncover some footage of the fire throughout the town. One of which was from the Photo Studio that you all went to today to take that that photo Peter was back talking to me and the guys a few days ago, and we managed to uncover footage of what caused this fire." Joe said, placing the video tape at a nearby TV player, Joyce smiled.

"This TV was the only thing recovered from when the fire that your husband caused destroyed Channel Five news. We found it after finding the remains of Tricia Takanawa in the rubble, and my co-worker Tom Tucker, who died smoking a lit joint after proclaiming that no fires of hell will burn him alive according to a witness report that will no doubt, be questioned tonight at five, on channel six news instead of five." Joyce explained the origins of the convient TV that Joe was using to show the Griffin's the footage of the photo studio, sounding like she was still reporting on a news story, and sounding a little sad that the interview with the witness will be done on a differint news channel.

"Yeah, nobody asked where the TV came from Joyce." Lois shook her head in annoyance.

Only for Joyce to snap back at her. "Well you can quit your smartass attitude when you see the footage bitch." She said as the footage began to play, and everyone on the street began to watch the footage.

It showed footage of the Photo Studio a few minutes before the fire started, there, Peter, Lois, Chris and the rest in the crowd would watch as they saw Peter, whimiscally playing with the butterfly. "Hehehe." Peter let out a goofy laugh in the footage, which caused the Peter that was watching to let out a similar goofy laugh too.

"What we see here is footage of what seems to be a nice fun moment between a man and a butterfly, however if we zoom in closer towards the butterfly." Joe would press a button on the remote to zoom into the footage, where the crowd could see that the butterfly looks more terrified close up.

"The first victim of the fire was clearly traumatized." Joe would explain, they would soon play the footage again, where they would witness Peter luring the butterfly towards the wires, where it would soon get killed once electrocuted by the faulty wires, before it's corpse soon went on fire when Peter walked away from it soon after, only after he poked the corpse several times which only gotten it tangled in the wires some more.

A small change, which would cause a dramatic effect that would change the lives of multiple people today, for the worst.

Lois and Chris gasped at what had happened, before turning their sights on Peter in anger. "Y-YOU CAUSED THIS!?" Lois shouted in shock over her husbands actions.

"I was bored alright, you were being crabby and so I wanted to do something! I wanted to just, get away from you and the family today but then I got dragged into doing that stupid photo. I wanted to be excluded from it too like the other peeps in the family." Peter said, dejected, he was more focused on the fact that the day was boring from him, and not the fact that he caused the deaths of most of Quahog.

This, angered Chris the most out of the two. "You--YOU BASTARD!" He screamed as he launched himself towards his father and screamed, causing Lois and everyone else in the crowd to gasp in horror as Chris began beating his father more severely, screaming in rage over his dad's actions, who didn't have time to defend himself from his raged induced son.

"Chris stop, what are you doing!?" Lois shouted, before Chris could throw in another punch or his mother stopping him.

Joe did it for Lois, by tazing Chris unwillingly before he could do anymore harm to Peter. The group watched and gasped as Chris fell to the side next to his bruised father.

"Woah." Peter breathed heavily, before looking over to Joe, who moved over towards the two in a manner that looked of pure hatred, which Peter didn't notice.

"Thanks Joe, you're a life---However Peter was slapped on a pair of handcuffs before he could even finish his sentence. A few other policemen soon arrive, this time to grab Chris as well, as he began fighting back, yelling and raving in anger, like, all the pent up rage that was building up inside him throughout the years, had just been unleashed.

If he hadn't been stopped just now, he would have likely killed his father. "GRRR, LET ME GO, I WANT TO KILL THAT FAT BASTARD. HE KILLED ALL THE HOT CHICKS IN SCHOOL, I WANT HIM DEAD!" Chris kept screaming as he was led away.

"Joe what the hell, you're arresting me again!?" He shouted out.

"QUIET!" Joe shouted at both Peter and Chris, causing the latter to stop moving as Lois ran over towards the boys once she was able too.

"Joe please, you can arrest Peter for what he did today. Chris hasn't done anything wrong! He was only mad at his father!" Lois shouted, as Joe turned his wheels over towards Lois.

"Your son just almost killed Peter. I was lucky that me and the remaining police force were on the scene. I'm sorry Lois, but Chris and Peter will need to both be taken into custody so we can decide what we can do with both of them, and I doubt the sentences both will receive will be light." Joe said, with all the things that both Peter and Chris have done over the years, such as kidnapping, perverted acts such as public indecency, other sexual and creepy offences such as sending explicit pictures of their genitals to other people and stalking as well as even murder, it was a surprise that they haven't been arrested sooner.

But, seeing as this was Quahog, where people could get away with crime if they just made a sad face and buy into people's sympathy, Peter and Chris, especially the latter had managed to hide their crimes well from justice, until today. It was like the fire had ignited a spark of rebellion against criminals like Peter, and now, he and Chris were about to face justice for it.

Lois, couldn't say anything more, she just stood there, dumbstruck by everything that happened. She was going to watch the police take her baby away from her, she thought that Chris didn't do anything long. Joe, while being friendly with Lois, was secretly envious that she was still going to get away with everything that she did over the years, as she hasn't done anything yet that would warrant her another arrest, in which she would get a sentence as harsh as Peter and Chris with the criminal record she has.

For now, she can walk away innocent until she does something against the law, which, given her tendency's, like her extreme actions to get attention, like the time she attacked a bunch of coffee house employees when she didn't get customer of the week and her kleptomania, like her recent theft of a shampoo bottle in Nantucket and scaring the woman that she rented her house from when she banned her from Airbnb after finding out about her theft and her stealing spree that one time, Joe guesses she will do something terrible again soon.

"Joe Please, don't send me to jail! Sure I caused a fire, but who hasn't at this point---SHUT IT CRIMINAL!" Joe shouted, ready to strike Peter with his baton.

"Because of your stupid antics today, Quahog is nothing but a smoldering pillar of ash, with countless burnt bodies on the streets and people having lost their loved ones today!" Joe continued to shout, as his eyes began to water.

"Including mine, my family are dead Peter. Bonnie, Little Susie, Kevin, they're all dead! Just recently we were going to celebrate Kevin getting out of rehab after he tried to kill himself a few months ago in the bathroom. Did you remember when Bonnie called your wife, to tearfully vent about what happened when they took our little boy away. HUH, DID EITHER OF YOU REMEMBER THAT!?" Joe shouted at both Peter and Lois, the latter of which was still in shock over the fact that her sort of friend was dead.

Yet, she did remember that phone call, which she soon hung up on the crying Bonnie, because Peter had ripped open the wall in their home, to install some stupid cash machine so he could do ATM purchases at home instead of in public, after stealing one from the bank too, that was so stupid of---

"Neither of you remembered!? God, you're such a terrible friend Peter, you never gave a crap about me or my problems. Me and Bonnie were also rekindling our marriage too, like I said at the Clam yesterday, but once again, you didn't care and you and Quagmire bitched about relationship issues that you two had. Well it doesn't matter, their gone Peter, and no, they're not going to somehow magically come back to life next week, they're gone!" Joe was crying, while he did have family troubles himself, he still loved Bonnie and the kids, even when the former almost cheated on him, or even thought he was a liability a few times.

He knew that she still loved him and he regretted not telling her that before leaving for work today, if this fire was going to spread and reach his house, he would have went back there in a heartbeat to save them before they died.

But, he had to save other residents, they were okay now and standing around Joe now, even if his family was not.

"Do you even care at all about all the pain and suffering that you caused today Peter!?" Joe continued to shout as everyone remained quiet. Even Chris, who was mad at his father a few minutes ago, remained quiet at Joe's painful scolding to Peter.

"I, uh." Peter for once, couldn't think of something funny to say, and Joe knew it.

"Joe, you're my best friend, of course I care for you, Cleveland and Quagmire. I would have been there in a heartbeat with what happened to your son. Sure I maybe selfish at times, but at the end of the day, I care for you and the fellas, and I swear to you." As Peter began his speech, slow, heartwarming music began to play, much to the annoyance of Lois and the crowd, having heard that music all the time whenever someone in Quahog would do one of these "speeches" as a half felt apology whenever they did something terrible.

"What do you say, you let old Pete out of these handcuffs and I'll promise to make it up to you." Peter asked, his face slowly turning reassuring as he slowly smiled, Joe, as his tears dried up, also began to slowly smile.

"Peter, that was probably your best speech yet." Joe smiled.

"Really Joe?" He asked.

Before Joe's face suddenly turned serious again.

"No it wasn't." He said, as a car began pulling up from the crowd, who turned to see that it was the Brown-Tubbs family, having survived the fire like everyone else, even if it did cost them their home.

"Your speeches were always terrible Peter, and if we're being honest here, you fucked up big time fella." Cleveland warned, as Donna moved next to Cleveland in the car to look at Peter.

"From day one, I hated your smug fat ass." Donna said casually with Rallo and Cleveland Junior speaking in agreement to Donna.

"I never liked you either Donna. I always thought you were always a no nonsense black lady sterotype." Peter shurgged.

"At least I didn't kill most of the town, sure I may go overboard at times back in Stoolbend, but at least I didn't ruin families and have a death count the size of the poorly written tv version of Daenarys Targaryan." Speaking of which, Donna secretly prayed to George R Martin to not make his version of Daenarys go down the same path in the next two books.

"Can we go already? The Griffin's were always a lost cause, except for that baby, their daughter of theirs and their dog, sometimes. Quahog always freaked me out the moment I moved here." Roberta, Cleveland and Donna's daughter asked her parents, showing herself to the crowd by moving slight forward at the back of the car.

"Holy shit, Donna you cloned yourself!?" Peter asked, surprised by Roberta's appearance, which caused her to shoot daggers at Peter.

"I'm their daughter. Of course you never really gave a crap about us you fat piece of shit, and I never cared for you either, which is why I kept quiet whenever my dad had you around." Roberta said, explanining why she's always been so quiet around Spooner Street.

"And it's Roberta, not Donna." She corrected Peter.

"Where are you all going? Besides losing your house like everyone else." Lois asked, worried.

"We're going back to Stoolbend to go on a wild goose chase for me and Donna's mom." Cleveland said, now that was something Lois had remembered. Apprentley Donna's mother Dee-Dee, and Cleveland's mother Cookie had died awhile back, but she was confused with why the family are going back to search for two dead women.

"Apprentley they faked their deaths for some sort of crazy inheritance deal, and we only found this out recently." Donna revealed.

"Why didn't you tell me this? We could have gone together for a guys trip instead of having me take that stupid family photo!" Peter shouted, Lois glared at her husband in response.

"I wouldn't have gone." Joe quickly stated.

"I did told you Peter, but you said that hotwheels track was more important then finding me and Donna's dead mothers." Cleveland's eyes locked with Peter.

"I hope you and your son have fun at the trial, bitch." Cleveland said, with that, Cleveland and his family began driving away back to Stoolbend to begin the search for Dee-Dee and Cookie.

Which, while an interesting plot itself, won't be covered in this story.

"Hey what's going on?" Quagmire, who's house was the only one not burnt down in the neighborhood ran out to the crowd in confusion, with only a robe wrapped around his body.

He noticed Peter and Chris in cuffs, has his dream come true? That would mean Lois would soon be single if her husband was going to jail.

"Well Peter caused a fire that killed most of everyone in town, including my family, and so we're arresting our former friend and his son." Joe casually revealed.

Although shocked at first, Quagmire thought that Peter deserved this fate.

"Well I mean, it was a long time Peter, you're kind of a monster." Quagmire said, hypocritically.

Just as the crowd began hearing a scream coming from Quagmire's house, the sound of a young girl who ran out of the house crying. Two of the people in the crowd, Gregory and Beth, recongised the girl instantly, it was their missing daughter, Nina.

"NINA!" Gregory cried out as he and his wife ran over towards their crying daughter as everyone looked on. They were relieved that, throughout the chaos that happened today, the couple had managed to find their daughter by concidence.

But then they realized something, why was a young girl like her doing in Quagmire's house?

"Nina sweetie, what happened. Why were you in that man's house!?" Beth asked.

"I was out with my friends, and when I was walking home, that man came over and said I looked cute, then he grabbed me and took me to his house. He, he said was going to do something to me, but I got out just now." Nina didn't describe anymore as she began crying into her father's chest.

"You sick bastard!" Gregory yelled out to Quagmire.

"Look she was lost alright!? I wanted to help her get her home!" Quagmire tried to defend himself, as the girl cried louder.

"It took you two days to try and find us!?" Beth shouted at her daughter's kidnapper.

"Ugh, children these days are so soft. They cry and bitch at just about anything these days!" Quagmire was annoyed by the girl's attitude, but, Peter and Joe did remember that Quagmire said he had a "date" with someone a yesterday, which was around the same time that Nina had gone missing.

And, Joe wouldn't be surprised, given Quagmire's past, history when it came to women, another handcuff came out of Joe's pocket, and this time, the hands they attached themselves too were Quagmire's.

"Glenn Quagmire, I sadly knew this day would come again, but, you're under arrest for child abduction, as well as possible other crimes that you've done since then. Crimes that I don't think Nina's parents, or the rest of the crowd would want to hear after everything that happened today." Joe said. Quagmire gasped as the crowd, including Lois, looked at him in disgust.

"Joe please, I'm you---Can it Glenn. I already lost three of my friends today, one of which at least, is still innocent." Joe interrupted Quagmire before he can have a chance to defend himself.

Quagmire tried to calm down, after all, he had been in this situation before when he got arrested for statutory rape, and his mother Crystal, although the relationship with her was troubled, had managed to get him out of that situation by sleeping with the judge.

And with her love of sex, she can do it again with the judge that will persecute him when his trial comes, and he can get out scot free like before.

"Were done here, take them away, take them all away!" Joe told the officers as he left with Peter, Chris and Quagmire, who were taken into a police van.

"No, I don't want this! Take your fucking hands off of me!" Chris began to scream again as he was pushed into the van, with Peter and Quagmire following suit. Lois tried to follow, mainly for Chris, but was stopped by Joe.

"Lois, I think it's best if you stay here. You're not involved in this." Joe told Lois.

"What? But Chris, and to a lesser extent, Peter are my family! I need to be by Chris side." Lois was practically begging this to Joe, but he and the remaining members of the crowd, didn't look sympathetic to Lois. Considering her past crimes, she should be in the van with the others, but again, they currently don't have anything against her right now.

And that pissed them off.

"But it's best if you stay here, it would make things easier." With that, Joe joined his fellow officers as they got into the van and soon drove away with the arrested Peter, Chris and Quagmire in the back of the van.

And while Peter and Chris looked scared for their futures.

Quagmire sat confidently at the end of the van, knowing that his mom would come to his rescue and he would be free from these losers soon enough.

That is, until he had got a text that completely washed the confidence out of him.

Florida State Hospital 15:07PM: We're sorry to give you the news through a text message of all things, but during the plastic surgery your mother was going through for new younger legs, she had passed away in the middle of it. We're sorry for your loss.

Florida State Hospital 15:08PM: The plastic surgery your mother has gone through for younger legs was a complete success! 

Florida State Hospital 15:09PM: Sorry the Wi-Fi here is bad today, that last message was supposed to be sent before the first one, sorry about your mom.

"Giggity." Quagmire said, proud that his mother's leg surgery went well.

"No I MEAN FUCK!" He shouted when he realized nobody can save him from this trial this time as the van rode down the crisp and destroyed spooner street and with the charges he was about to get, it was likely he's not going to walk free again for the rest of his life.

---

Lois could hear Quagmire's screaming from the van. She felt stupid for being his friend for years, knowing what he was like.

But, as she turned over towards the remaining members of the crowd, she looked at them, confused.

"What?" She asked, as she watched the crowd soon disperse, to collect their things, and think about what they should be doing now that their lives in Quahog were destroyed.

Deep down, Lois knew why they were mad at her, but at this point, she was in denial. On the outside, she still views herself as the perfect person, as the perfect mother.

"Lois." That was when she heard a voice coming from the house, turning Lois saw that it was Meg, who was covered in ash following her near death experience inside the burning house. She looked angry at Lois.

"Meg, oh thank god, you're still around!" Lois ran over towards her daughter.

"Don't even get close to me!" Meg shouted, stopping Lois in her tracks. She was confused as to why Meg was angry at her like everyone else in the crowd.

"M-Meg, why are you---You left me to die in there. You and Chris, could have tried to save me when Peter couldn't!" Meg didn't even want to refer to her parents as Mom or Dad anymore, given their actions today.

"B-But, the house was burning up, we couldn't save you. Hell, I thought you were dead---You thought!? So you wanted to leave me to die, and not rescue me when you had the chance!?" Meg shouted in anger. She was shocked that, out of all the horrible things that Lois had done these last few years, she was perfectly content with leaving her to die.

Brian was right, why is she staying with her family now? There wasn't anymore good things about them, whenever she looked at Lois now, she just saw, an empty eldritch void, that would twist and ruin anyone that goes into it.

"I had enough." Meg began stepping away from Lois, shaking her head. She soon began walking away from her, dumbfounding Lois, as she tried to say something.

"W-Wait, Meg! Your father and Chris, they just got arrested, you can't leave me now after everything that happened, if--If you leave, I'll be alone!" Lois shouted, but Meg continued walking away from her.

"Whatever, I'm going on a walk, but I'm not coming back here, in fact, I'm not coming back to this neighbourhood ever again. I've had it with the way I was treated in, whatever remains of this town! If you want to find me, grovel at my feet and beg me for your forgiveness, that you won't be a terrible mother anymore, then find me in Omaha! I'll be busy getting a degree there." Meg slightly turned back to Lois. She doubts Lois will follow her to Omaha, but she did want to give her one last chance, one final chance to see if Lois, the kind mother that she used to talk too about her problems at school back in the late 90's, who would look out for her whenever she had a terrible day in her broken social life, was still there.

Lois, in anger, screamed back at Meg. "FINE, GO, YOU'RE SO SELFISH MEG GRIFFIN, LEAVING ME HERE TO DEAL WITH MY PROBLEMS! YOU WOULD HONESTLY LEAVE A GOOD PERSON SUCH AS YOUR MOTHER HERE BY HERSELF!?" Lois screamed at Meg.

Lois wasn't going to change, the mother that cared for her back then was gone, as was her father and brother. For now, it was just herself right now. She decided to heed Brian's advice a few days ago, and focus on herself now. Meg turned, and without saying anything else, left as well, leaving Lois alone in the burnt remains of spooner street as she breathed heavily, watching her daughter walk down, until she was out of view.

And gone from her life.

Lois slowly turned over towards the remains of her burned down house, by now. Quagmire's now abandoned house was the only one standing in the neighbourhood, the only one untouched by the flames that ruined the streets awhile ago, and was currently being robbed by looters now that it's owner had been arrested. Lois didn't care.

She looked at the remains of her house, and thought about him. Peter, he ruined this day, and she clenched her fists in anger at the thought of her husband.

No, he was going to pay, he might be going to prison right now, but Lois still wanted him to pay for what he did today.

---

Brian was shocked as he stood in the remains of the Quahog city streets, now that he's sobored up after sleeping in the bar. He had awoke to find the Bartender missing, and so he went outside, and saw what remained of the town. "Holy." He stopped himself, looking down at the burnt corpses all around him. He wanted to vomit, but he managed to hold it in, which, for a dog that had been drinking all afternoon, was impressive to say the least.

And then, a thought came to him, the Griffins. He couldn't see them amongst the pile of corpses, but Brian knew that they would be in trouble like everyone else in town, and so ran back as fast as he could to spooner street.

When he arrived, all haggaered and out of breath, Lois had already left, and now, he was the only one left in the neighbourhood. "Hello!?" Brian shouted, nobody responded, which scared him a little. Even after he was treated as crap today by some of the members of the family, he was still worried about them.

"LOIS, MEG, PETER, CHRIS, STEWIE!?" Come to think of it, Brian hasn't seen Stewie all day, he was still worried about him. Concerned, he took out his phone, and was about to call Stewie, as he was the first one in his contact lists, when he started noticing articles on his trending tab on his phone.

Many of which were about the fire that ravaged Quahog today, where Brian soon saw the casualty's for certain people he knew, such as Wild West, Carol, Bonnie and Mort to name a few.

And what's worse, he soon learned that Peter, was the one that caused the fire. "Peter, did all of this, no way!?" Brian lowered his phone, before looking at his phone again and learning that Quagmire and Chris were also arrested.

While Brian was shocked that Chris was arrested, he, didn't feel anything about Quagmire however. "Let's hope his sentence sticks this time." Brian said to himself. He turned towards the remains of the Griffins garage, and noticed that his prius was still there, like Quagmire's now looted and abandoned house, it hasn't been destroyed by the fire fortunately, he grinned.

"And people said my prius was me being smug, it's the only car around." Brian boasted to himself, but he stopped himself from saying anymore. If he was going to improve himself, then he needed to stop acting all egotistic and what not. He ran over towards his car and got in, before driving down the neighbourhood to begin searching for Lois, Stewie and Meg. If nothing had happened to them compared to Peter and Chris, then they should hopefully be still around, alive.

He thought about everything that happened, to what Stewie said, his breakdown at the Photo Studio and him getting drunk at that bar, and he knew, Stewie was right. Starting today, he was going to improve himself.

But with the town now destroyed by Peter's actions, he can't redeem himself in a place that's been destroyed, he needs to start off elsewhere, and that was when he noticed someone walking down the road.

It was Meg, causing Brian to stop his car as Meg soon noticed him.

"Hey." Brian rolled down the window, relieved to see that Meg was alright.

"Brian, you're alive!" Meg too, was relieved to see that Brian was alive.

"How did you survive the fire? I was worried, only me, nobody else was." Meg casually revealed, which, hurt Brian a bit to hear that Peter, Lois, Chris and supposedly Stewie were not concerned for him.

"They didn't even notice Stewie's missing too." Meg pointed out, Brian at least lightened up at the prospect that if Stewie wasn't with the family, then he would have been as concerned for Brian as Meg currently is if he heard about the fire, wherever he is now.

But Stewie was intelligent, Brian wasn't at all worried about where he could be, if something like this were to happen, then he would know that Stewie would be alright.

"I, kind of lost control back at the Photo Studio, and went to a bar. The fire avoided it fortunately, compared to everyone else on the street." Brian didn't want to look out at the window, and Meg didn't want to look at the bodies of the former residents of Quahog anymore that was around her and Brian.

The two of them just wanted to get out of here, and leave it all behind.

"Peter and Chris---I, know." Brian looked sad. After all the things that Peter and Chris have done, it, still hurt to learn they had been arrested and Peter, the man who had welcomed Brian to his home, who had forgiven him for countless things Brian had done to him, did something so terrible today, and was going to rot in prison soon. Brian and Meg doubt that Peter's antics are going to let him get a light sentence like his previous crimes, such as blowing up that Children's Hospital.

"Do you know where Lois is?" Brian is, but Meg looked troubled.

"I, don't care. Wherever she is now, she's probably minding her own business. I don't care anymore Brian, I want to leave, I'm leaving for Omaha soon for that college that I mentioned yesterday." Meg was just going to head straight there with the ashy clothes on her back and the money that she currently had.

Brian didn't have anything either, just his prius and what he had on him cash wise too, he didn't even have a home anymore like Meg.

Just, Omaha now.

"I take it you need a ride to College, what do you say? Want me to drive you there?" Brian smiled towards Meg, who, apperciated it as she smiled.

"I would love that." Meg soon joined Brian in the car.

"What are you going to play on the radio?" Meg asked as she got on her seatbelt.

"You know, I figured I'll let you decide that Meg. I kind of prefer your music more then anyone elses in the family." Except for Stewie, Brian thought, but then again, Stewie wasn't here right now.

"Really!?" Meg sounded happy at that notion as she took out her phone and connected it to Brian's radio.

It was heavy metal, which she would listen to vent out her frustrations with how her family and life itself treats her.

But Meg, and Brian knows that now, life wasn't going to kick them around anymore. For now on, they feel as though things were going to get easier for them.

Together, they drove out of the remains of Quahog, and towards a new life in Omaha, leaving everyone behind.

Chapter 7: Word of D

Summary:

A Few months following the Quahog Fire, Peter is visited by Lois in prison as the two discuss about the future of their relationship on the eve of Peter's Trial.

Three Months Later

"Good afternoon from channel six news, I'm Joyce Kinney, your new anchor following my transfer from Channel Five news being discontinued after the Quahog fire a few months back, here reporting from you live from the Rhode Island State Pententary." Joyce began the news report standing near the prison itself.

"Yes, the same prison that is currently hosting the mastermind behind the Quahog fire, Peter Griffin, who because of him, my co-anchors, Tom Tucker and Tricia Takanawa are unable to be here with me today, however for those getting your pitchforks and guns ready to execute Peter ala, Dangan Ronpa style, then don't worry, as today is the last day the Penetary is supposed to house Mister Griffin pending his trial tomorrow, where many people I interviewed guessed that the trial will last little more then a day, with Mister Griffin due to get a harsh life sentence." Joyce explained the situation casually, but she smirked a little.

As she was excited at the prospect of another person getting what they deserved.

"How high do you think Peter's going to get the death sentence for killing hundreds of people a few months ago Ollie?" Joyce asked her only remaining co-anchor from Channel Five News, Ollie Williams.

"VERY HIGH!" He shouted from another part of the city the two were in.

"Thanks Ollie, now back to Channel Six's showing of Dangan Ronpa, produced by Sam Raimi as I'll be reporting live from Mister Griffin's trial itself tomorrow morning." With that, Joyce soon ended the broadcast, before turning totwards the prison as she smirked.

"Hope you rot in hell come tomorrow Griffin." Joyce put away her microphone as she continued watching the prison from where she was standing.

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He hated this prison, Peter was at least glad that he was going to be out of it tomorrow, even if it's because his trial is also tomorrow.

It's also unfair on how he's being blamed for all of this, if anything it was that stupid butterfly's fault for getting electrocuted.

And more so, Lois fault for suggesting that stupid family photo that day.

But, he wasn't completely mad at her, the kids or Brian for that day, if anything, Peter missed them now more then ever now that he was in prison, and he would do anything to see any of them again before the trial.

Either a picture, or just them appearing in person, he just wanted to see any of them again. Even Meg, even if he hated her, which just proves how desparate Peter is with seeing his family again.

Prison itself has been terrible for Peter, it's like that time that he and the guys got arrested when they went on a roadtrip together, and that corrupt cop kept extending their sentence so they could never leave.

He missed the one in Quahog, that one at least had a comfortable bed.

"Griffin, your being called at the visitors station." A warden called out as he opened Peter's jailcell. He turned over towards the Warden, as he was busy whimpering about his situation, which the Warden snickered at, as he deserved it, and couldn't wait for the trial tomorrow like everyone else working here.

Tomorrow was finally going to be the day Peter was going to get his just deserts.

"What do you mean. Someone's here to visit me!?" Peter was surprised, he hasn't seen anyone that he knows of for the last three months, who could it be?

He was led out of his jail cell and taken to the visitors area of the Prison, there, seprating him between a large glass window, was her. That same famailar red hair, that green shirt, it was defintely Lois, she finally came to see him as she sat on the otherside of the window.

Peter was delighted to see his wife, Lois on the other hand, was not. She kept a neutral expression as Peter ran over towards the glass window to see her.

"Lois, it's, your here!" Peter touched the glass window. He was angry that he couldn't be near her, but he was tearing up just seeing her again, Lois expression faltered a little, as deep down, even she knew that she still loved Peter.

Which is what's going to make what she's about to say all the more terrible for Peter to hear.

"Peter sit down, there's a reason why I came here." Lois asked, her voice sounding a little impaient as Peter for once, did what his wife asked him, and sat down on the chair next to him and dried his tears again.

"U-Uh sure." He stuttered, wiping away his tears, the two looked at other, Lois expression hasn't changed.

"Why didn't you come sooner. I wanted to see someone, anyone again, such as you, when I got arrested today. I was worried about you." Peter touched the window.

"Were you?"

"Huh?" Peter was caught off guard by Lois question, sometimes she would ask him these questions, but, In this situation, he was not in the mood to answer Lois serious questioning just now.

"Were you worried about me when you, Quagmire and Chris were loaded into that police van that day, after knowing what you've done to Quahog?" Lois added more, detail to her question, which left Peter speechless. He didn't know what he could say, for once, he couldn't come up with something witty to say to Lois, so she snorted.

"I'm surprised, usually you would say something stupid by now." Lois would roll her eyes, slightly annoyed.

"B-But what can I say?" He asked.

"Maybe, yes Lois, you were worried about me, but clearly you weren't." Lois said, Peter soon looked a little miffed.

"I mean, a lot of things were happening that day Lois, like me getting arrested for a fire I didn't start." Peter sounded condescending.

"If you were the one that caused the fire then you would clearly be in my shoes, but given your criminal history, you clearly know what prison life is like by now huh?" Peter smirked, as Lois grew angreirer.

"Your the one to talk, I'm not the one being given harsh sentences like Chris and Quagmire! By the way. I can feel for your situation over how shitty prison life is like Peter. As you already said, it is hell, but you should know given what? This is around the sixth or eighth time that you've been arrestefd huh!?" Lois yelled.

"You got arrested more then me Peter, so don't say I'm the worst one out of the two of us!" She shouted.

"But you are the worst one Lois, you are worser then me. You're in as much denial as I am!" Peter yelled back.

"Excuse me!? I didn't kill half the town, or killed people in general or on a whim!" Lois continued defending her actions against Peters.

"What about when you almost killed that coffee shop employee by filling her car with peanuts, or when you killed one of my friends by removing the tire from her breaks!?" He pointed out.

"You suggested I cut her brakes as part of a revenge scheme and for the record, that coffee shop employee is still alive!" Lois banged her hand on the glass window, before taking a breath, as did Peter.

"At least, I'm not sure, since the hospital collasped during the fire, and the last time that I checked, she was barely able to speak since." Lois laughed a little.

"I did fill too much peanuts in her car." She confessed, Peter grinned when she got Lois to at least admit a little that she was a terrible person, just like him.

But, he was curious about everyone else, such as Chris, even if he did try to kill him before they both got arrested.

"What's this now about Chris and Quagmire getting harsher sentences?" Peter asked to Lois, who began looking sad when she remembered what happened to them during these last three months.

"Peter, Chris is getting treated for, well everything, they, took my baby away Peter." Lois began tearing up.

"They think he could be a danger to society and so they wish to get him treated. He was dragged out of the courtroom kicking and screaming days after the fire had happened, it was, bad. His trial happened there and then." Lois explained Chris fate.

"As for Glenn well." Lois remembered Quagmire's trial that happened a month after Chris sentence, as like with Chris. She was there at Glenn's trial.

And it wasn't pretty.

---

Quagmire looked tired, bruised and beaten at the prison he was sent too. As soon as the prisoners discovered he was a sex offender and pedophile, they went all in and beated him to pieces whenever they could get their hands on him.

Judging by how easy it was for Quagmire to become a target at his prison, he had a hunch that some of the wardens allowed the Prisoners access to him too.

Yet, he was expecting sympathy from his mother Ida, who was there at the trial that day along with her two other children, Gary and Brenda.

The Quagmire family had been through rough patches these last few years. Brenda espically given her abusive relationship with her boyfriend Jeff before his gruesome death when he went hunting in the woods with her brother and his former friends before he had gotten lost and got crushed by a tree. She has since healed from her bruises that Jeff had inflicted on her throughout those painful years, learned to let Jeff go and gave birth to a healthy and cheerful young boy.

She even met and married a much nicer man, despite fears from the rest of her family that she was going to fall into old habits and get into yet another abusive relationship, as well as rumours that she might have killed herself due to the pain of losing Jeff. Those rumours, have obviously been proven false and Brenda has since moved on and was happy.

However today, Glenn, a brother, that, despite his mad sexual desires she looked up too, was on trial for all of these horrible crimes that's been accused of, hurt her view of him, as well as Ida and Gary's view of him too. Brenda didn't bring her son and husband to the trial. She didn't even think her son was safe around her uncle anymore after hearing what he did.

She, Ida and Gary looked at Quagmire who looked at them back, they weren't mad at him, but in each of their own way, they would be dissapointed. The only person that wouldn't be ashamed in Quagmire, who would fight and thrust tooth and nail to get him out of this situation was Crystal, but she's dead now.

Quagmire was alone, it wasn't long until he had gotten his sentence. They didn't need a jury, and even if this trial had a jury, it would be obvious they would all agree that Quagmire would be guilty.

But even then, as the sentence was read out: That Glenn Quagmire was sentence to life imprisonment. His family couldn't help but flinch when the gavel hit the Judge's desk and Quagmire screamed in horror over his fate.

"N-No please, PLEASE!" He shouted, begging the Judge to change his sentence. The Judge and the jury didn't look sympathetic to Quagmire.

"Just take him away already." The Judge shouted as two guards grabbed Quagmire and began escorting him to the new prison he will be spending the rest of his life in.

"Mom, Brenda, Gary, HELP! I can't go to jail, I won't survive. I hate jail, they'll tear me to pieces!" Quagmire begged his family, he pushed himself towards them, but the guards held Quagmire tightly as they continued leading him away.

"Glenn, just, do as the Judge saids." Ida finally said, looking away at her son, his mouth dropped in horror as he continued being led away.

And as he did, he noticed someone in the back of the prison crowd. It, he didn't think it would be.

"Lois!?" Quagmire shouted, spotting Lois in the crowd, she wore dark sunglasses and wore a hat, as if to hide her identity, but Quagmire recongised her. He always knew what Lois looked like no matter how hard she changes her appearance.

And she was the only one now, that could save him from his life sentence. "Lois please, do something! I don't want to go to jail. You're rich right, you can pay me bail or something!?" Quagmire desparately shouted to Lois.

She looked at Glenn, and just turned away as he was led out of the room. "Lois, LOIS!?" Quagmire kept on shouting her name, becoming more and more frantic as he was led out of his courtyard and towards his new prison life. Lois no doubt knew that Glenn was right.

With his sentence and his crimes, they were going to kill Quagmire in there. It was only a matter of time until someone like Quagmire would be found dead in a prison cell.

And judging by the sad tearful reactions from Ida, Brenda and Gary at the front of the court room, they knew too that Quagmire's fate was sealed.

---

"What!?" Peter was in disbelief as Lois finished telling her story of Quagmire's sentencing.

"And what, you just, didn't do anything to help him!?" Peter was confused, which caused Lois to bang a hang on the table in front of her and Peter.

"He's a sex maniac with serious charges Peter. This was bound to happen and it was only a matter of time until his desu ex machina card doesn't save him from getting beaten to death in prison. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if he's dead by now, the trial was two months ago!" Lois shouted.

"AND YOU ONLY TOLD ME NOW!? THAT MY BEST FRIEND COULD BE DEAD!?" Peter shouted back, but Lois just gave a tired and short laugh at her husband.

"Please Peter, he never really did consider you a friend after that fire, he said so himself. In fact, none of your buddies aren't here to support you now. When was the last time that you've seen Joe and Cleveland since the fire, had they even come to visit you?" Lois asked, Peter remained silent, trying to come up with an answer.

But he couldn't, he didn't want to admit it, but Lois was right, Joe and Cleveland never really did visit him after he was sent to prison, he hasn't heard from the guys from months now.

"Look around Peter, I'm the only one that's here now." She said before sighing.

"And even that won't last long." She gripped her knees, she knew what she was going to say next wasn't easy, as despite showing her expressed hatred to Peter these last few years. Deep down, she still had feelings for the same man she met at Daddy's pool those years ago.

Or sometime in the 90's when she just changed her hairstyle to match that of Jennifer Aniston during her friend's days, even Lois memories of when she first met Peter have become foggy at this point, not that it was going to matter soon now.

"Lois, is this---" Before Peter could finish, Lois raised her finger, as if telling Peter to stay quiet so she can finish what she had to say.

"These last few months, I've been thinking about the future of our relationship Peter. Were teetering on the edge of destruction, Brain and the kids are no longer on our lives now. It's just the two of us, and even then." Lois paused.

"Even then Peter, I doubt you will be let off easy tomorrow." Lois said.

"I mean if I can just come up with a way to sway the judge and jury then maybe I can get off scott free again." Peter suggested, but Lois simply shook her head.

"Peter, this is the Rhode Island state court, it's not like the courthouse in Quahog, they're serious here. They're going to give you a sentence as harsh as Quagmire and Chris, you can't get off of this time!" Lois bluntly stated to Peter.

"Your likely going to get a life sentence Peter, we won't see each other again after this trial tomorrow!" Lois bluntly shouted again to her husband, she sighed heavily as she moved her hands to her face.

"Our relationship can't survive then it already is Peter, which is why I've been thinking." Lois moved back to the topic in hand.

And, Peter knew what she was going to say, his face looked pleading.

He didn't want Lois to say it.

"Peter, I want a divorce."

Those words, those five words, Peter knew that he would hear them eventually, but still, when the day came for Lois to say those words, they stung Peter hard, he flinched.

"N-no." Peter simply said, as Lois slowly stood up.

"I've already filled the papers, and it's basically filed by now. Hell, we're techinally exes at this point." Lois too sounded sad, but not as much as her husband, who looked at his now ex-wife in disbelief over her filing the papers.

He, didn't know what to say.

After years together, to the point that Peter went back in time to save their marriage, it was gone, because of a stupid butterfly.

"Lois wait please!" Peter began to tear up as Lois sadly stood up from the table, without another word. Peter tapped on the window in response, trying to get Lois to say anything.

"No, this can't end like this. I need you more then ever Lois, please!" Peter pleaded, he was scared for the trial tomorrow, as he didn't want to go to a worse prison then he's already in like what happened to Quagmire.

He didn't want to be locked up his entire life!

"Peter, it's, It's over at this point, you've lost everything because once again you acted stupid that got a lot of people killed and endangered more in the process. I'm sorry, but whatever happens tomorrow, you'll have to face it on your own, without your family there by your side." Lois turned, and began to leave the visiting room, since the visiting hours were ending soon.

Peter continued banging on the window, pleading with his wife not to leave him like this.

Lois remained quiet, her lip quivered and she teared up, but she remained quiet, she just grinned and bore it.

The trial was tomorrow now, and now, Peter was alone.

Notes:

I hoped you liked this chapter, the next one is a special one!

Chapter 8: The Trial

Summary:

It was a long time coming, but Peter's trial finally arrives.

Peter dreaded the next day, as he wished that it was a dream.

He wanted the world to end for all he cared, or to wake up to find himself back in his old bedroom, with Lois lying next to him, still asleep and ready to do everything to cater to his whims, and then whine about how he doesn't do anything around the house later that day, and then stand around and watch the antics of the four other people that live in his house.

There was Ron, Justin, Brenden and Joseph, yeah, those were the names of everyone else in the house.

Unfortunately, the room Peter woke up in, was a jailcell, instead of the blue pajamas he often wore, he was in an orange jumpsuit that barely fit his body.

Peter's jail cell was soon pulled open by the Warden of the state penitentiary. "Griffin, today's finally the day you get your dues." The Warden grinned. It was clear that this trial was going to be a clean and cut case and he was going to enjoy every update about Peter's fate.

"Have fun." He said sarcasastically as two guards came to escort Peter out of the cell, and he watched as Peter was taken out of his cell for the last time.

Peter still wanted to find some way out of this trial, but for once he couldn't think of anything stupid or something that defy's the laws of possibilitys. He, was in trouble this time, and there was no way for him to escape this pending trial.

Peter was classified as a dangerous criminal for what he had done to Quahog and because of this, the prisoners nearby backed away when Peter was being escorted, or shouted taunts to him, calling him a terriorist, mass murderer or something insulting like a bastard, they knew for a fact that after this trial, Peter was going to be transferred to a maximum prison as there was no hope for him escaping a guilty verdict.

And if he somehow came back to the State Penitentiary after this trial, then Peter was sure that they were going to kill him in his cell when the opportunity presents itself.

Peter was soon led out of the prison, he was scared as he was thrown into a van to take him to the Rhode Island Courthouse.

---

He soon arrived and was quickly led into the Courthouse itself after being met with angry protestors and reporters determined to report every last detail of this impending trial as they could. The protestors, family members and friends to those that had died in the Quahog fire called Peter a murderer and a terrorist for what he had done.

Peter for once, didn't say anything back, he allowed people to spit at him and hurl insults at him, he was was more scared about his sentence at today's trial then the insults being thrown at him.

Joyce Kinney stood nearby with other reporters reporting from other news channels. "This is Joyce Kinney from channel six news, here reporting to you live on the day of Peter Griffin, former husband of socialite and psychotic housewife Lois Pewterschimidt trial for the arson and murder charges he has against him. We will be giving you updates as the trial goes on throughout the day." Joyce smiled a little bit.

"But In my personal opionion, I suggest holding back on the champange bottles and celebrations until you hear the words death or life, followed by sentence, which will likely be in an hour's time, more to report soon." Joyce exulted as she ended her current broadcast.

It had been nine long years since Joyce started working as a news anchor. She hoped during all that time that Lois and some of her family members would face justice for all of their heinous crimes in Quahog, and now she was getting a little bit of that justice, even if Lois was currently out there, still walking free. Joyce was sure her old high school bully would also face justice, in time.

At least she had now gotten vengance against her son and now her ex-husband.

---

Peter was still in disbelief about this trial, even as he was led through the courthouse hallways until, he finally reached the door to the trial room, a long brown wooden door was soon pushed open to show the Court where Peter's fate will be decided.

Normally he wasn't concerned about trials, seeing as how he's been in tons of them back in Quahog, some of which even involved murder, like when he blew up that children's hospital to try and get a promotion at his now burned down work.

He even did get a prison sentence in some of these trials, yet they never lasted for long. For some reason however, he felt as though that this was it, this was the trial that was going to finally ruin his life and make sure he stays locked up for life, or worse, get him executed.

Peter was on edge, like that time he found that red apple with a face on it that looked like it was screaming and beckoned Peter to "sacrifice his loved ones."

...

There was no Berserk themed cutaway as Peter was led down the trial room, with various people looking at him, glaring at him with contempt.

Yet, throughout the crowd, Peter thought he could make out a woman with thick sunglasses, and red hair.

She almost, resembled---"All rise." The guard shouted to Peter as everyone in the room stood up once Peter arrived at the front of the court room.

Peter moved his focus away from the woman to focus to the front of the room, the judge was now the only person in the room sitting down.

"You may all sit down, so we can begin the trial." She held her hand high and spoke in a calm voice, as if not knowing how important the trial is.

Because to her, something akin to trials to criminals like Peter, aren't important to her.

No, she heard about Peter's case, and she wanted to see the long suffering he will endure before she goes back to work in Japan. The woman spun around in the chair she was in, so Peter and everyone else in the court room could see her.

Peter, at first expected it to be the Judge that he often deals with, before he realised, he was among the people that had died in the Quahog fire, so he was dealing with a differint judge, one that Peter hasn't seen before. She looked hot to Peter, yet at the same time terrifying.

The woman was smiling as she looked down at Peter in sadistic pleasure, she wore what looked to be a high school uniform with a plaided skirt and boots and had long blonde hair that was in a pigtail, her arms by her hips.

Her grin looked more sadistic the more she looked at Peter, which terrified him.

"Mister Griffin, Is it???? WELL?" The Woman asked, looking down at Peter from her stand, he didn't know what to say to the woman, he felt a bit of fear and aroused by how hot she looked.

"I, uh, I don't know, is it?" Peter looked towards anyone around the room.

"Of course it is dumbass, she's referring to you." One of the people in the audience shouted to Peter, who turned back towards the woman as he gulped.

"Judge Junko Enoshima, you may take the court." An officer announced, Peter was sat down near a table as Junko watched from the judges stand, her sparkling and sharp hands clasped together as she looked down at Peter.

"Junko sounds like a weird name for a judge, do you do this often?" Peter fearfully asked.

"Ooh~ And Peter Griffin sounds like the name of a terrorist, wait a minute, he is a terrorist! And let me just say." Junko grinned in sadistic pleasure.

"The way you bring out despair in people, is beautiful Mister Griffin, but not as much as how I'll drag the despair out of you in this trial!" Junko began to let out a sadistic laugh as Peter realised that he was going to be in for a rough time then he intially thought at this trial.

"H-How did you and that bear even become judges for this trial?" Peter asked, sounding fearful at Junko.

"Ooh, let's just say I pulled a lot of strings to set up the trial the way we wanted, then the boring shitty one that they wanted to do, I just happened to spice it up to make it more better, like the trials that I used to be involved in!" Junko explained her appearance, this just confused Peter.

"Why, did you come here all the way from Japan? You do look like a sexy highschooler, but aren't you busy trying to ask for sex from your high school teacher to get a good score on your test?" Peter's question disgusted the people behind him and he would begin to hear them whispering about how much of a creep he was, which made him uncomfortable.

Yet, despite this insulting statement, Junko laughed over Peter's question.

"Your really have a foul sense of humor Mister Griffin, but I also found your case to be, Interesting and full of despair. We don't often hear about a case like a city wide arson such as this one, only truly awful people who can take countrol of countries or have power under their fingertips can do that. I can already tell that there's a lot of darkness within you Mister Griffin, and I want to know more about it and the despair that you caused, before the end of this trial." Junko grinned, Peter looked uncomfortable by what Junko meant by that.

"W-What do you mean by that?" For once, Peter sounded generally terrified, yet nobody in the room seemed to acknowledge what Junko was saying.

It reminded Peter of all the awful things that happened to people in public back in Quahog, yet they never raised a finger to any of it, like when Joe's son almost burned himself alive in the middle of the road until Brian and some baby stopped him, or when that bull raped him and nobody stepped in to do anything about it back when he wanted to be a cowboy.

"I wish to see how long a man such as yourself can last before your broken down until a shell of their former self after everything that you've done. People, like humans such as yourself Mister Griffin, breaking under a certain amount of pressure, it's interesting to watch." Throughout all of this, Junko remained smiling. Normally Peter would try and say something funny to stop this amount of tension from getting worse whenever something serious happened to him or the fellas.

But he couldn't think of anything to say. He was in a courthouse that he hasn't been in before, his family and friends were gone, he was alone in this trial, with people he doesn't know, he was generally scared for the first time in awhile.

Yet again, nobody in the courtroom found what Junko was saying strange, It was like they agreed with her that they wanted to see Peter broken down with all the things that he had done.

"Please, be assured mister Griffin, this trial will be a simple one." Junko slowly turned towards the jury stand.

"Right everyone? I know this is against jury proceedings, but for this trial, some of you have met mister Griffin at some point or another, am I right?" Junko asked the jury, confused, Peter looked towards the twelve people sitting nearby to see just who exactly they were.

He recongised that six of those people were people that he recongised.

He can recongise the first two, they were a couple from Arlen, Texas. Peter had seen them a couple of times, yet he never really talked to them that much, they were both wearing glasses, but the last time Peter had seen them they were around his age, but now the man and his wife looked older, they were wearning the same clothes as they were wearing the last time Peter had seen them, but there was shades of grey across both of their hairs and wrinkles around their faces.

The Man, Hank Hill still wore his white shirt and blue jeans, while his wife Peggy, wore a green tank top and blue shorts. "Uh, I'm sorry we have met before?" Peter asked the couple, who glared at him in anger.

"I sure hope we didn't I tell you what, I wouldn't want some jerk like you near around my family, even if my boy and niece have been grown and left the home, I would kick your ass if you even laid a hair on them, my niece or even my son-in law even if we get off on the wrong foot at times." Hank warned Peter, pointing a finger at him.

"Exactly, we may have our own brushes with the law, most of which weren't our fault mind you, but it's not as troubling as what you did to those poor people in that Rhode Island town." Peggy, the woman who was once tricked into smuggling cocaine into a prison and kidnapped a girl from Mexico because of her poor grasp at the spanish language glared daggers at Peter.

Peter also recongised the other four people near Hank and Peggy. They were Homer Simpson, his daughter Lisa, emmy award winner Bob Belcher and his daughter, uh, the girl with the bunny ears, Tina, Mabel, Kristen---"It's Louise!" Louise quickly corrected Peter's thoughts, it seems she was able to read Peter's mind.

"Why are you four in the jury!? I thought you guys were my long distanced friends?" He asked, confused by how the four are acting just as hostile as Hank and Peggy were, Lisa rolled her eyes at Peter.

"We were never friends Mr Griffin, we didn't even talk back when you and your family came to our town that one time, and the two times you did interact with me was when you said your daughter didn't matter and the second was when you threw my saxophone in the trash can when I was giving it to said daughter!" Lisa looked just as disgusted as the Hills.

"And after finding out just why you were driving near our town in the first place after finding that sexist comic strip that you made, I wouldn't have wanted to talk to you at all if I found out about that before you and your family came to Springfield." She added.

"Also I think the court made another error, I think my mom was supposed to be here instead of me, but her voice is kind of strained more then it already is." Lisa added, this would be the second time a child like her was in a jury, then again, there was a few other people around her age here too this time unlike the last time she was in a jury.

"Me and my dad also hate your guts so I was excited when that powerful lady over there offered to put us on the jury." Louise chimed in.

"You do rag on our show a lot, even if everyone there have less of a psychotic mindset then the characters on your show." Bob chastised, much to Peter's confusion.

"Psychotic?" He asked.

"What my dad means Is that not everyone on our show is hostile to each other every five seconds like you and everyone else in Quahog were or are willing to try and kill each other." Louise beamed while Bob shurgged.

"You also rag on our show a lot for winning emmys, even though you also won emmys, didn't you dominate the best voice acting rewards over the much better Bojack Horsemen?" Bob pointed out.

"I can't believe Kristen Schaal lost for Sarah-Lynn that one year." Louise lamented.

"I mean, we, uh, we often think our show is high standards to something in the comedy section of those awards---Like the live action ones mister Griffin? A show like yours wouldn't fit into something that's better recieved then them." Junko pointed out.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Peter asked, a little angry by what Junko was saying.

"Mister Griffin, nobody thinks your show is amazing to that of other highly achiveing shows these days, even animated ones." Junko would begin her speech.

"They're better animated shows out there that have a higher chance at getting those kinds of nominations and awards then your show ever will if given the chance, but voters in these kinds of ceremony's don't take animation seriously. The emmys, the oscars or even the annie awards, an award ceremony dedicated to animation, don't take the time to look into things that were well recieved and had passion put into them and instead get taken in by something that was created by a bigger parasite house that we call organisations, such as the one with the Mouse, or the one with the grumpy Ogre or whatever the hell you call the one with those walking creeps with the goggles. Ironically, the one with the Mouse now owns your show." Junko paused.

"And I find the soulless despair inducing products that these organisations create, beautiful."

Junko would continue.

"Mister Griffin, your show and the stories and adventures you and your so called friends go on is something like a husk of someone who used every virtue of their body, yet the people who use this body, as much as it's decayed and resembles a skeleton, still pump out whatever they have left within them because it still sells good amount of money, and when they can't even offer that anymore, their thrown away and forgotten." Junko would say.

"And despite all of that, your show still wins awards at these emmys, and yet you still talk down to people's other shows for not supposedly winning these kinds of awards, such as Mr Belcher and his daughter's show as an example for your pettiness. In the end this is more then petty jealously that Mr Belcher's show and it's characters are more well recieved then your own then when yours used to be. Am I correct about my assement as to why your jealous of Mr Belcher's success mister Griffin?" She asked Peter, finishing her speech.

He remained silent, once again, Peter didn't know what to say.

"Evil despair lady, when is the part where we can vote to guilty this sucker up?" Louise asked Junko, she pointed over towards Peter.

"After we read through his crimes!" Junko announced.

Besides the six figures that Peter had met throughout the years, there was also six other people on the jury that Peter haven't seen before, the first two were girls, one looked human and had dark skin and was wearing a white and purple hooded jacket and purple pants, she seemed to be close to the purple haired girl sitting next to her who was wearing what looks like a witches cloak, she also had pointed ears, making her look like an elf.

"Who the hell are you two?" Peter asked the next two people on the jury.

"Oh we were on a disney show that got cancelled due to how gay It got for Disney." Luz Noceda looked cheerful for this impending trial.

"We blackmailed them for, other things that they did behind closed doors, just so they can put us on the jury and have us send you to rot in prison." Her girlfriend Amity Blight let out a smirk.

"An alchoholic sciencetist and his grandson were supposed to take our spots but they're currently going through another trial next door for domestic violence charges." Luz explained their abscenes.

"Hey that's funny, my show got cancelled for being too gay too." Steven Universe, who was sitting next to Luz and Amity beamed, next to him was his girlfriend Connie Maheswaren.

"But don't worry Peter, I'm sure we can find a way to redeem you, surely his crimes aren't too bad right guys?" Steven bubbled up but everyone on the jury besides Connie glared at him.

"Right?" A lone sweat moved down Steven's face due to the glares he got.

"Uh, Steven." Connie tapped on Steven's shoulder and whispered into Steven's ear just what exactly Peter had done to warrant his trial, his happy go lucky face suddenly dropped as a result.

"HE DID WHAT!?" He screamed.

"You monster! I'm going to kill you for what you've done!" Steven's entire body turned pink as a result as he tried to leap forward from the jury row to stop Peter, only to be pulled back by Connie and Luz.

"Uh, Judge lady who's likely evil! Aren't you going to stop this!?" Luz shouted over to Junko, who didn't do anything, she liked Steven's order.

"I don't see why I should." Junko shurgged as a horrified Peter backed away from Steven until he finally calmed down. Peter then looked over at the last two people in the jury.

Well, one person since one of them was dead. There was a green haired japanese boy wearing a green but tattered hero suit, to Peter It looked like some kind of bunny suit, either way, the boy looked tired and dirty, as if he had been on the run for awhile now. Next to him was another boy, he was blond and wore a similar hero costume like the boy with green hair.

But he was dead, there was a large gaping hole in his chest, it was like his heart exploded.

"Thank you again for coming on such short notice Midoriya-san, I know you were in the middle of fighting someone threatening hero society, but convicting this random man for terrorist level arson is more important I think." Junko cajoled.

"Who are you again?" Izuku asked Junko.

"W-Wait, convicted!? Don't I get a say in any of this!?" Peter yelled over to Junko, interrupting Midoriya. Junko stopped looking at the jury, and turned her head back towards Peter.

"And what do you have for defense Mister Griffin?" She asked, still smiling.

"After all, you don't even have a lawyer on hand." She pointed out, she didn't even needed to point however, Peter turned, Junko was right, he was only representing himself, he had forgotten to ask to call a lawyer.

It, was never even brought up since Peter got arrested now that he thought about it, nobody brought it up.

"Is this entire trial rigged!?" He asked, looking around at everyone in the room, who didn't respond and just stared on in silence, only Junko answered his plead.

"This trial isn't rigged Mister Griffin, it's as fair as a standard trial." Junko lied, the jury, who are connected with the defendant and thus shouldn't even be in the jury in the first place, nodded in agreement.

"Now, respond to my question, do you have a defense for what you have done? Your list of crimes throughout the years do include..." Junko began listing off the various crimes Peter was on trial for from a nearby piece of paper to her right.

"Arson." Junko read the first one, but then she continued.

"Child abuse." She listed the second one, Peter was confused by why Junko listed that as another crime, after all, wasn't Peter being charged just for arson?

"I, didn't abuse---Did you abuse your children Mister Griffin, as well as a few others?" Junko interrupted Peter before he could finish, he became quiet.

"I mean, no, I don't see why---Did you abuse your daughter Mister Griffin?" She asked a similar question to him.

"No, what? I love my---Didn't you almost kill her numerous times? And treated her badly compared to your two other sons." Junko questioned, Peter remained silent again, because he didn't know, how to actually respond to the question again.

And, he knew that Junko was right, he didn't really like Meg compared to his other two children, she was always a punching bad for him to vent out his anger about his life.

"Do you love your other children, Mister Griffin?" Junko quizzed Peter.

"Uh." He didn't respond properly.

"What about that time when youngest son Stewie fell down the stairs of your, old house and got a gaping head wound that exposed parts of his brain? A wound so severe that you stopped your other two children Meg and Chris, from taking him to the Hospital after they caused the accident, and instead, you convinced them to keep this charade of Stewie being okay going so your wife and your old friends don't discover the truth... For what?" Junko raised another question to Peter.

Peter was confused as to how Junko knew about that incident, as the only people that were involved and knew about Stewie's injury back then, and right before he finally showed Lois what happened by throwing him under the wheel of her car was just him, Meg and Chris.

And even then Lois also wanted to hide the injury because she thought it was her fault that Stewie got that injury.

Nobody else knew about what happened to Stewie's head, yet somehow, this woman sitting in front of Peter knew, and now that he heard whispers of disgust coming from the horrified jury and the people sitting behind him, everyone else in this room knew too thanks to Junko.

"I, hu-how did you even know---Is it true that you did the same when your two other children had similar wounds back when they were little too?" Junko probed Peter with another question.

"After all, you mentioned it yourself that you injured them when they were younger, then their current ages of fifteen and eighteen, but you also hid their injuries like what the three of you did with Stewie's injury." She stated, Peter remained quiet.

And finally, he answered. For once in this trial, he tried to defend himself from his actions.

"S-Sure, I hid them, but as you pointed out, Meg and Chris were also involved in that incident, even before I got involved, if anything those two bastards should be here on trial with me!" Peter pointed out, trying to put some blame on Meg and Chris.

"But Mister Griffin, didn't you forget? Your involvement also made the situation worse." Junko stated, before she continued.

"Your daughter, Megan at the least wanted to take her little brother to the Hospital as soon as he got the injury and own up to the accident her and her brother Chris had caused, but you continously stopped her along with Chris, but your son has been put away for his anger mister Griffin.  So tell me, why didn't you listen to your daughter back then?" She asked.

"I-Uh." Peter couldn't think of the reason why, besides Lois finding out.

"Are you worried that you would finally be put on a proper trial for child abuse?" Junko gave Peter an answer, he remained silent, so Junko continued talking more about Peter's history around children.

"This history of child abuse and arson isn't the only thing you have done, wasn't it mister Griffin?" Junko would then continue.

"In fact, you seem to have, other history with children." Junko stated, which offended Peter.

"What's that supposed to mean, you think I love children, that way!?" He was shocked at what Junko was suggestion, pausing a little like what he usually does when something shocking in his life is brought up.

"Correct." She confirmed, much to Peter and the juries disgust.

"That's disgusting, I'm not a peadofile!" Peter tried to defend himself again.

"Didn't you try to marry your son? And acted indecent in a children's playground to the point that a woman from child services named Maya had to keep a close eye on you whenever you were near children, such as your youngest son. Then you also put up images of babies in suggestive postions in a museum to the point that one of your old friends, Cleveland Brown was uncomfortable and even called the police on you for it. And yet you claim your not a peadofile?" Junko asked.

"To be fair, for the second one, that was a complete accident, I was drunk and wanted to pee." Peter weakly defended himself.

"And what about the three other incidents, Mister Griffin? Were those accidents too? As well as all the other times you acted indecent around children?" Junko asked again, Peter again, tried to find excuses to defend himself, but he couldn't.

This confirmation that Peter had done these, creepy acts around children made some of the jurors who were kids or below the age of eighteen, such as Steven, Connie, Luz, Amity and Midoriya uncomfortable, Lisa was especially horrified by what she was hearing about Peter.

He had been around her that one time him and his were family were in Springfield, no wonder his daughter cuts herself. Even Louise looked uncomfortable hearing this news about Peter and Hank, while normally a fair and calm guy, wouldn't hesitate to kick Peter's ass after learning about this if he was around Bobby, Connie or Joseph, the three were fortunately older now and not involved with this, but, the thought of someone like Peter around them as well as Luanne and Lucky's daughter Gracie creeped Hank and Peggy out.

Bob and Homer likewise were creeped out at the thought of Peter being around their kids, or kids that they knew back in their town.

If Bakugo was alive right now he would have blown Peter's head open by now and faced the charges later. Midoriya heard one time from Kacchan when he was talking to Kirishima in the UA dorms that peadofiles were one of the lowest forms of scum and if it meant protecting children from someone like Peter, then he wouldn't hesitate going to jail by killing one if one was threatening a kid like Eri or Mahoro and Katsuma as well as their own classmates.

One time Bakugo even kicked Mineta into a wall to the point he broke his nose for trying to look under his friend Mina's skirt.

Peter looked guilty by the stares he had been getting from the jurors and the people in the crowd, Junko for her part, just continued smiling at Peter.

"Why are you doing this?! Can't you just put an end and sentence me already!?" Peter loudly pleaded to Junko now, he just wanted this trial to end.

"But we're not done mister Griffin, those arent the only crimes you are being charged with!" Junko revealed as Peter's eyes widened in fear.

"The forth charge being domestic abuse on your ex-wife, multiple countless murders, like blowing up numerous hospitals, and, since we're in the same topic of violence, torture, animal abuse among other things, like that time you skinned your neighbor Glenn Quagmire's cat for no reason at all other then "you were shaving it"." Junko pulled out a piece of paper.

"It's ironic, how one of these charges is domestic abuse, considering you murdered an abuser that was assaulting mister Quagmire's sister, even if he had it coming." Junko pointed out.

"How did you even know about that!? Jeffrey Fecalman's death was between me and the fellas!" He confessed.

"Because you just confessed it to me just now." Junko pointed out, Peter caught himself out on that one as Junko proceeded to throw them the paper towards Peter, which managed to land on his hand with relative ease, as if Junko aimed and threw surprisingly well.

"On the paper is the list of other crimes you are being charged with that I haven't mentioned." She explained, Peter was relieved that the jury, who already hate him because of what Junko had revealed, wasn't given the paper.

Until he saw an officer giving them each a copy.

Although Bakugo's copy flew out of the nearby window considering the fact that he's, well dead.

The piece of paper was soon discovered by a Journalist outside of the Courthouse, who was looking for updates on the trial, and now he has thanks to that list.

"Hey I got a list of what Peter Griffin did outside of causing that Quahog fire!" The Journalist shouted from outside the Courthouse, following by the flashing of cameras as Peter looked horrified that now those tacky news reporters have the list and thus, the whole world would soon find out just what a vile, disgusting piece of human trash he was.

"Please, everything that list isn't true and it wasn't my fault, my kids, my ex-wife, my friends, they should be getting the blame instead of me!" Peter relentlessly tried to defend himself from the numerous crimes that were stated on the list, crimes such as: Animal Abuse, Rape, Murder, Terrorisim and a lot, lot, more.

"I only done half of these crimes, and many of them get resolved near the end of my adventures anyway! This shouldn't even be happening, I SHOULD BE RELEASED BY NOW! NOTHING BAD SHOULD EVER HAPPEN TO ME!" Peter tried to find some sort of justification as to why he did some of these crimes, he was willing to throw people under the bus, seeing as how he had no friends left, he started screaming as he became desparate to find an out to anything right now, knowing he was going to jail for life at this point, which he didn't want.

He just wanted this to resolve, he wanted to be back to his home that wasn't burnt to a rubble, with his family.

But, that wasn't happening, there was no snap back, he was going to jail, he, was on his own. No Quagmire, No Joe, not even Cleveland, Peter really didn't have anyone looking out for him this time.

And he didn't know why, this has never happened to him before, where he would actually have to pay for all the crimes he has done in his life.

"Mister Griffin, most of those people are either dead, or in jail themselves now, and it's all because of you." Junko pointed out, her eyes soon turned towards the jury.

"Jury members, you have heard about Mister's Griffin charges this past hour and like most trials, this persons fate hangs in the---We all decided while you were reading out his charges your honor." Lisa interrupted Junko, she stood up to deliver the verdict as everyone in the jury row (Except for Bakugo.) All nodded in agreement with her.

"We find the defendant Peter Griffin, guilty for all the charges listed on this piece of paper we were given." Lisa held up the paper, which, Peter couldn't believe It.

He, was actually going to prison.

"For life." Junko emphasized the sentence to Peter.

"Wh-What?" He shook.

"It's either that or the death pentalty, or... I can give you a worse fate." There was a erie silence that filled the room as Junko looked at Peter.

"Do you want me to tell you what that is?" She asked, there was a long pause.

"N-no." Peter squealed, followed by another pause in the room.

"Well then." Junko didn't have a gavel on her, instead she just simply said.

"Take him away." She declared, as the guards grabbed Peter and began leading him out of the courtroom. Peter began crying his eyes out, like he always did when he didn't get his way, in this case, a not guilty verdict.

The people who watched Peter's trial didn't care, neither did Junko, despite her still smiling, or the jurors, who glared at Peter as he was led out of the Courtroom.

And as Peter was led out, he noticed someone in the crowd, that was watching his trial, he swears to himself (you bastard) that It was Lois.

"LOIS, LOIS, IT'S ME LOIS, LOIS!" He yelled at the woman that resembled Lois, but she just looked away instead as Peter was led out of the courtroom and outside of the Courthouse.

Where the Journalists, having heard Peter's vedict, began flashing cameras at him and bombarding him with numerous questions as he was led into a prison van and taken away for his new life behind bars.

And as the Journalists and the crowd watched Peter leave, with justice finally being served to him, the woman walked out of the courthouse and saw him leave.

She sighed, the woman was indeed Lois, who took off the sunglasses that she wore as she watched her husband---

Ex-husband, being taken to prison, he was gone now, along with Brian and the kids.

As well as her home, her mother and step-father offered for Lois to stay at their home until she got back on her feet and while she accepted the offer now that she has nowhere else to turn too.

She had to go back to Quahog first, to do one last thing, before leaving her old life behind forever.

Notes:

What a chapter, I'm sorry for the long delay. I'm intending to finish this fic when I can, the reason I didn't before was because of real life getting in the way and burnout hitting me like a truck, hopefully I can try and finish this fic now, as I have a few more chapters left in mind for it.

That's right, there's still a few fates in store for certain characters.

Spoilers: This chapter was written during the final war arc of My Hero Academia back when Bakugo died so that explains his role in this chapter.

Potential Judges for Peter's trial before I settled on Junko were: Makima from Chainsaw Man. (I changed it to someone else because I found it weird she would be the judge given the numerous horrible things she had done in Chainsaw Man.) And Clover from Zero Escape. (I couldn't explain how she could make the jury despite her ties.)

Monokuma was also supposed to be with Junko, but she kind of just took over the chapter.