DISCLAIMER: I ont own family guy nor anything else... WHA!!! Leave me alone to cry an weep. Go rea the story. now shoo!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my first Family Guy fic, so go easy on me! I welcome constructed critism, but no flames please. Read away!
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"Mom!" Chris yelled, "I can't find my lucky socks!"
All was normal inside the Griffin's residence. However, today was a special day (it's Sunday by the way). It was the Peter's and Lois's anniversary. Like every year, they go on vacation for a few days at a hotel. And like every other year, Chris insists on tagging along...
"Chris, honey. Mommy told you already: only Mommy and Daddy are going on the trip," Lois responded, her voiced edged with frustration.
"But, Mommy, if I don't go, the evil monkey in my closet might get me!" Chris begged as he tried the puppy eyes maneuver. However, realistically, this looked uglier beyond comprehension.
"Chris, for the last time, there is no evil monkey in your closet," Lois groaned. As Lois said that, (you guessed it!) that evil little monkey climbed quietly down the stairs and shook his fist at Chris before disappearing into Chris's room.
"Oh goodie! Mother is leaving. I hope you fall off the building and die," Stewie commented with a smile.
"Mommy loves you, too, sweetie," Lois answered absentmindedly.
"Lois, honey! Where are my lucky socks?" Peter yelled from upstairs, clearly having problems packing for their trip.
"It's in the---" Lois began.
"Top right drawer beside the mirror in the washroom," Brian replied with ease, still reading his newspaper on the couch.
"Thank you, Brian. I don't know what this household will do without you," Lois commented sweetly, planting a small kiss on Brian's forehead. As soon as she stood up, Brian's face turned pink, then red. Being so preoccupied, Lois didn't notice the blush.
"Chris, why are you wearing an army uniform?" Lois asked reluctantly, not really wanting to know the answer.
An hour later...
They were finally ready to leave for their little relaxation, Lois, Peter AND Chris. (After much begging, pleading and excuses, Lois finally cracked and decided to let him tag along).
"Bye Meg and Stewie. Mommy loves you! Bye Brian!" Lois said.
"Bye Mom..." Meg said plainly as she turned around and walked upstairs in her room.
Lois was dressed in a stunning gown. It was light blue with sparkles and glitter, embroidered with black flowers along the edge. Peter, on the other hand, wore a pair of lime green pants, a white long sleeve, a lime green vest and a checked tie. Chris, obviously, was still in his army suit. He refused to take it off.
"Holy crap, there's a fat leprechaun with Lois!" Quagmire panicked as he saw Lois and Peter stepping out of the house.
Ten minutes later...
"Are we there yet?" Peter asked as he fiddled with the broken radio.
"No, Peter, we only drove for ten minutes and you're the one driving! Pay attention to the road god dammit, not the radio!" Lois yelled.
"Uh-huh," Peter responded, still playing with the radio, one hand on the wheel. A second later, he became so intrigued with the stupid radio, he completely let go of the steering wheel
The car went crazy! It made an abrupt turn right and crashed right into a tree that stood at the side of the road. The Griffins were so shocked, they remained still as they watched the front of their car burst into flames. Suddenly, the radio somehow, magically was fixed as it began playing the song Paralyzer by Finger Eleven.
Well I'm not paralyzed
But I seem to be struck by you
I wanna make you move
Because you're standing...
"Oh no! The car is burning!" Lois shouted as she snapped back to reality. Quick as mice, Lois and Chris scrambled out of the car. Peter, however, instead of trying to safe his life, he decided to save the radio.
Peter groaned as he lifted the radio the out of the car, but just then, his shirt caught on fire! "Aah!!!!" Peter yelled as he waved his wave his arms wildly, in result dropping the radio...
If your body(frizz) matches(frizz) (frizz)
"Get it off of me!!!!!!" Peter screamed running around in circles.
"Yeah Dad! You're doing the cool version of the Hokey Pokey!!" Chris cheered with excitement or stupidity, one or the other...
Ignoring Chris's comment, Lois instructed Peter what to do. "Stop running! Get on the floor and roll around instead!"
Obeying Lois instructons (for once), within seconds, Peter managed to extinguished the fire, however, the fire had totally burned his shirt and the back of his pants, revealing his underwear...
CT: Well, as I've said before; my first Family Guy fic. Please leave a review! No flames please.
Peter: Ya, i don't want any more burned clothes!
CT: ...er...right... That too!...
