Summary: Count the days, the cracks in family guy start to show.

I do not own Family Guy.

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It started when Lois Griffin felt like there was something off with her life.

She had more time to herself at home than anybody else.

She wasn't feeling uneasy about a part of her life, it was just eerie somehow.

She had been watching her surrounding for a while and noticed that the days were pretty much the same.

They would watch tv or having breakfast in the morning, watch or read the news, something happens to get Peter to have a stupid idea, she nags him not to do it, he doesn't listen and does it anyway, it goes too far and somebody has to save him, he recognises his mistake and apologises, then they start all over again.

Rarely do they break this pattern.

And then she started to count the days.

Those hours turned to days, weeks, months before finally years.

Its been years and yet, Brian had barely aged but it wasn't just the dog who was still kicking but the baby had been around for years and was still two.

Meg was supposed to be women and yet she was still in high school.

Chris looked the same.

And looking beyond that, the whole neighbourhood looked the same with a few swaps in neighbours.

Cleveland stayed the same.

Joe stayed the same.

Bonnie stayed the same.

Bonnie was pregnant for more than six years.

Six years.

It wasn't physically possible for it to be six years and yet she counted the days leading up to finally seeing Susie Swanson.

And then there was Peter very expensive ideas, how could he afford them?

Why were celebrity's appearing out of nowhere?

How is Peter not on the FBI most wanted list for all he pulled?

Was the law so laxed that a police officer in a wheel chair can protect a fat man if he went on a murder spree in broad daylight?

How was Peter at a weight where he could have a heart attack one day and the next, he was back to being fat?

She continued to count the days and began documenting what didn't make sense, like the day she got plastic surgery and Peter and an animal could fit into her boobs.

Like seeing Stewie inventions and somehow just glossing over it each time.

Or the time she saw her baby in wigs and clothes and somehow nobody knew he was her baby.

And as she continued to count the days, she began to realise there was something eerie about Peter who the world seemed to revolve around the most.

No matter what he did, he never faced any consequences, he could kill a person and just shrug it off as if they weren't real people.

She wanted to talk but something told her it was a bad idea to have Peter in the room so she waited until he went to the Clam and it came.

"Bye, I'm going to the Clam" said, Peter walking away and drove out as they watched him disappear from their view point.

"We'll...I'm off to write" began Brian getting up only to hear Lois suddenly burst out.

"BRIAN SIT THE FUCK DOWN!"

The dog sat instantly while everybody looked on with wide eyes.

"I want you all to turn your phones off now. We about to have a very serious talk" Lois said, looking at everybody.

She watched as they all turned their phones off.

"Oh, no. Is this the divorce?" said, Chris panicking.

"No, this isn't about that" assured Lois before she said. "Everybody...have you ever thought there was something wrong with the world we live in?"

Silence.

"What?" sad, Meg.

"Like Brian, how old are you?" said, Lois.

"8" said, Brian.

"And do you remember your eighth birthday?" said, Lois.

What?

There was a long and uncomfortable silence as they all turned to Brian.

"O-Of course I do" said, Brian.

"Oh, yeah and where are the pictures?" said, Lois. "Tell me honestly all of you, do any of you remember celebrating Brian 8th birthday?"

There was a long and uncomfortable silence as they all thought back.

"Bear in mind, this is the dog who has our last name and eats with us at the table like a human being" said, Lois. "And yet he magically went from 7 to 8 and none of us remember ever saying a simple 'Happy birthday' to him?"

More silence.

"Mom, I can barely remember what I had for breakfast" said, Chris.

That's right.

"Okay, then Chris, let's talk about that monkey in your Closet" said, Lois. "It's been in there for years but I do laundry frequently even when you're at school, do you think I've never looked into that closet in all that time? I never saw the thing until you tied it up and brought it down stairs." making all their eyes widen before she said. "What about everybody else? Surely everybody else must have been in Chris room before, did you hear any strange monkey noises when in there? If a monkey was wondering the house with all of us in it, don't you think at least one person other than Chris would have noticed?"

There was a long silence because they found no evidence to believe there was a monkey in Chris closet before he threw it before them.

"Okay, then how do you explain how Peter afford any of his ideas?" said, Lois. "Peter ideas cost millions per day and if he's getting money from my parents they would surely have been broke, long before today. Peter literally fused himself with an alligator and yet the next day, he was a normal human being, how does that work?"

More silence.

"What about Bonnie?" said, Lois. "She's been pregnant for 6 full years, how is that humanly possible and yet we are supposed to ignore how Susie came out alive and well after 6 years in the womb?"

More silence.

"Meg, how many times have you tried to kill yourself?" said, Lois to her daughter. "And how many times, were you certain you were dead but your still here?"

They all looked at her and Meg suddenly looked very uncomfortable.

"What about me?" said, Lois. "How long have I looked the same to you all? I started counting the days and documenting it"

She walked to the kitchen and went to a place Peter would never look, and that was behind a wall of vegetables.

She struggled to get the stacks in the room but managed to and throw it onto the floor, papers exploded out of them and almost buried them, but they managed to grab one.

"I remember this day" said, Meg reading it.

"Mom, have you been documenting everything?" said, Chris. "For how long?"

"For 65 years" said, Lois dropping a bomb shell.

"What?" said, Chris.

"Read them, its all there." said, Lois. "Its been 65 years."

"But how is that possible?" said, Brian. "We only-"

And then Lois froze.

There was an eerie feeling as she froze.

"What?" said, Meg, afraid to turn around.

"Everybody...the pictures are all the same" said, Lois slowly.

They all turned around and saw what could only be the most horrifying sight they had ever saw.

One picture was in every frame and when they meant every frame, they meant it.

Imagine staring at the same picture everywhere you turned, in a house that was supposed to house a family in it?

And then like a glitch, the pictures corrected themselves.

"Mom, I'm scared" said, Chris, going closer to his mother.

"Oh, come on, Everybody. Its obvious Peter trying to scare us" said, Brian walking up. "You don't honestly think there is something wrong with this us and this world?"

"Oh, then throw yourself in front of a moving car" said, Lois.

"What?" said, Brian.

"Throw yourself onto a moving car" said, Lois. "If you survive, then this is real. If not-"

"Your insane, there is no way I'll do that" said, Brian.

"I'll do it" said, Meg.

"..I'm fine with that" said, Stewie.

They all agreed.

They walked outside and Meg like a seasoned stunt person, throw herself in front of the first car to drive by.

The sight or sound wasn't pretty as the driver kept on going and Meg was revealed to have all her limbs twisted and crushed, as blood came out of the joints.

She was dead.

"Oh, my god" said, Chris rushing to his dead sister.

"You just killed your daughter!" said, Brian. "I'm calling t-" he noticed them all stare at something and he turned around.

Before his eyes, Meg fixed herself and got up before saying. "Hi, guys" clearly alive.

Every single one of their jaws hit the floor, as they all clearly saw her die.

How the hell?

"YAY! I'M GOING TO JUMP OFF THE ROOF!" yelled, Chris and then he did just that.

He died but came back alive within seconds.

All this time, not a neighbour batted an eye.

"Oh, my god" said, Lois. "Can we not die? What are we?"

She went into the house and needed to lie down, and like an echo from her subconscious she suddenly saw a pale and clearly dead version of herself on the ground, as her brain went into shock.

It all came flooding back to her.

They all came in.

"Lois?" said, Stewie, seeing her just standing there.

"I-I remember" said, Lois, turning to them with tears falling from her eyes. "I remember the night, Peter killed us all"

Silence.

"What?" said, All of them.

"Stop the crazy talk" said, Brian.

"It's not crazy" said, Lois. "It was happened near midnight when Peter came home drinking, he had a mixed drug in with his booze and had a gun in his hands, even though the court said he shouldn't. I was asleep when I woke up to the sound of a gun going off in the house. I rushed out, thinking we were being robbed and heard several more gun shots. When I got to the noise, I saw Stewie dead on the floor and Peter was chewing on his arm like a chew toy"

What?

And like somebody had put the key into a lock, Stewie mind opened.

It all came back flooding back to Stewie, the night he found his father watching him while he slept with a crazy look in his eyes.

The fear.

The drive to just survive.

The smell of booze and the gun.

Stewie threw up, and they all didn't even notice.

"And you, Brian" said, Lois to the dog. "Was shot several times as you slept near the foot of Stewie's Bed" making the dog eyes widen. "He had skinned you and used you as slippers for his feet."

Brian looked horrified.

"Chris was on the floor shot near the fridge" said, Lois making his eyes widen. "And Meg had been strangled. I was trembling and in shock when Peter saw me. I tried to make a run for it but he overpowered me"

They all gulped as the tears were like a waterfall.

"Peter shot me in both my legs and then proceeded to rape me five times before he shot me in the lung and allowed to bleed out while still assaulted me" said, Lois, she let out a cry as she wept. "H-How could I have forgotten that terrible night? How could he made force me to be in the same room as him after he violated me, killed me and my children and the dog? Are we living out some twisted sick fantasy?"

They should be in the afterlife, away from that lunatic and yet here they were.

"I-I remember" said, Meg, crying. "Dad, he...he raped me that night and then hung me."

Chris started crying as well, when he remembered the sick things Peter did to him when the man found him sneaking food from the fridge.

Brian was the luckiest one out of them since he died in his sleep.

"Come on guys" said, Brian, as despair was settling on him as well. "Peter would never do something like that to us"

And that's when Stewie hit him with a baseball pat.

The toddler kept hitting him, even passed consciousness until he was sure the dog was dead.

Seconds later Brian came back to life.

"What the hell was that for, you prick?" said, Brian.

"To prove to you, that you're the same as us" said, Stewie.

"I don't want to be here!" screamed Chris. "I'm so scared. Don't make him come back."

"I want to die" said Meg.

They all started crying, they knew the truth of what happened.

Was this a terrible after life where they are forced to be with the man who killed them?

But like the saying goes.

The truth will set you free.

Suddenly Lois grew faint.

"Mom" said, Meg, getting their attention. "You're getting faint"

"What?" said, Lois before looking at her hands. "Am I leaving this place?"

And then Stewie began to be faint, then Chris, then Meg, then Brian.

All of them were faint.

#Real World#

What was left of the Griffin family was five brains hooked up to a large machine, and around them were what could only be described as an army of nerds.

Suddenly each emotional meter began to spike and got really high, showing a heavy amount of stress that all of them were experiencing.

"What is up with the needle?" said, real Peter looking at the needle, his hair was turning grey and he no longer look so youthful but he had been pumping iron.

And then there was a long flat lined sound that echoed through the whole facility.

"So annoying. Turn that thing off" said, Peter.

Everybody looked awkward.

"What?" he said, before somebody gave him the news that he refused to listen to for over a decade.

"Sir" said, a person. "That sound means that your family is dead"

Silence.

"Of course, they are" said, Peter. "That's why they're here"

"No, they are completely brain dead" said, the person. "They don't have a pulse or electrical field. We can preserve them but one day, they will rot away and decade away."

What?

Peter punched that guy in the face and sent him flying, as he yelled.

"MY FAMILY IS NOT DEAD! THEY WILL DIE WHEN I SAY THEY CAN!"

And scene!

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