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Prologue- Death Has A Shadow
It was humorous, really- how long they felt like they aged for. It's been years that Stewart Gilligan Griffin was one year old, and now that he is fifteen, his knowledge is still the same as when he was a mere toddler. Sure, the time machine is working perfectly, and his clones have the intelligence of him, without exceeding Stewie himself.
Stewie hasn't changed, but everyone else has.
Meg was the first to break the familiar bond of the household. Her disdain from the family, caused by years of abuse and neglect finally built up inside and she ran away. Lois thinks that she went to become a successful doctor- recalling Meg having a talent for medicine.
She was, indeed, the glue that held the family together, and despite certain efforts made, they all fell apart.
Chris eventually aged. His mind was still young at heart, but his heart was in the right place. When the Pewterschmidt parents were turning older and grayer, Chris vowed to stay with them, almost as an in home nurse. There, he lives happily, especially when his grandparents encourage him to draw excellent, skilled portraits of them and their friends.
With two children out of their household, Lois and Peter Griffin figured to have things easier. They were extraordinarily wrong, to the point where even Peter breathing caused an outburst on Lois. Their marriage was slowly falling apart, and no sweet sentimental monologue could save either of them.
But nothing was going to change Brian and Stewie.
They were two peas in a pod, inseparable (specially that one time when they were glued together), and though they were awfully different, they were frankly the best of pals. Nothing was going to change their world.
Except for, of course, a bestselling sequel to Faster Than The Speed Of Love.
Brian didn't know how he did it-and he wasn't being honest either. The novel was more of a joke, really, something he hadn't spent more than a year on, and yet when he playfully showed it to a publisher, she went nuts and took it outside for the whole world to see.
Since then, television shows and movie deals had been coming out of nowhere into Brian's face. He made it big to the top, and he resides comfortably at a penthouse in New York City, with longtime and serious girlfriend, Denise.
That left Stewie alone.
He was smart for his age, but not as strong. He wouldn't admit to missing either of his family, but he despised the fact that he ended up with his parents. Especially when he overheard Lois talking to Carol- that they're only together for the sake of Stewie's sanity, the teen spat on the ground in disgust, too boiled to even kill his mother now.
He didn't know what he was waiting for at this point.
Obviously, he wasn't suicidal, but without Brian there was no one to have an adventure with. No one to annoy while he ate hair filled pie, and no one to question high-pitched like about their novel. His best friend was practically gone, and as much as he wanted to ignore and forget about him whenever the dog came to visit, Stewie was the one who never left his side until Brian had to go once again.
Despite his denial, Stewie felt empty inside. Positively, empty.