Adoption
A/N: Before you read any of this story, I'd like to say a few words beforehand. This story is based off a dream I had a few nights ago. I know that Stewie was not adopted, and I know that Meg has her own room. This is how it was in my dream, and I thought it could make a cool little story. Now without further ado, I present to you: Family Guy: What If
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Chapter 1: Adoption
"That one, Peter. That's the one we'll take home." Peter turned his head to his wife as he was addressed, then looked in the direction of the baby she was referring to. "Huh? Oh, uh, yeah, sure. Looks great," he said. Louis didn't seem to mind the fact that he was very unenthusiastic about it. Peter turned his attention back to the paintings adorning the walls of the adoption center, or 'People Pound', as he called it. Louis told the worker that she wanted the baby that had the rather unusual shaped head. The worked seemed surprised, but after a moment she said, "Are you sure? I mean, there are plenty of other ones to choose from.. This one is rather... violent." Louis glared at her sternly, prompting the worker to gather the adoption papers and hand them to her to fill out.
Peter climbed into their car as Louis put their new baby in the baby seat. The two smiled at eachother, sharing a quick kiss before Peter started up the car and pulled out from the parking lot. The drive home was silent. The sky was darkening as the sun sank below the horizon, leaving the moon in its place. At last they pulled into the driveway, getting out of the car. Louis gently removed the baby from his baby seat and carried him into the house. They were greeted by their two kids, Chris and Meg, and their dog, Brian. Brian didn't look especially happy compared to the kids, but he still smiled and wagged his tail a little. "So what's his name?" Brian asked. Louis looked at Peter and smiled. "His name is Stewie. Stewie Griffin."