Hi everyone! As you can see, my username is whitemokona234, but you can call me Moko-chan. ^-^
This is my first time writing a het couple, mostly because I'm such a strong yaoi fangirl. But, I just couldn't stand watching Meg being mistreated by her own family time and time again. So, this is a fic especially for her! I hope you like it.
I don't own Family Guy in any way, shape, or form. Um, I'll try to keep everyone as in character as possible. Especially Stewie. Which, by the way, could you guys answer this one question for me? Do you believe Stewie is bi, gay, or straight? Don't get offended, I just wanted to know. I believe, myself, that he is at least bi. I just wanted to know what you think.
I only own the OC that will be throughout the story. And maybe a few more, I don't know, I just type on impulse, there is no plot whatsoever. So, enjoy the story.
Somebody to Love
"Ah! Lois! There's a huge mutant rat in Meg's room!" Peter yelled, on the tips of his toes doing some weird, frantic-lady trample.
"You bastard! I'm Meg! Your daughter?" Meg yelled at him, furious he didn't know who or what she was again. Although she didn't know why. He did this almost every hour. And most of the time, her mom would be there to tell him who she was.
"Oh my God, Peter! Call the exterminator!" Apparently this was not one of those times.
"Mom? What the hell? It's me! Meg?" she yelled, repeating herself to the one she thought would be her savior.
"Alright, Lois. You stay here to make sure it doesn't go anywhere. I'll go call the Orkin Man!" Peter ran from the door, and Lois kept standing there, a scared expression on her face. Meg sighed and went back to reading her Teen Vogue magazine. She knew she wouldn't be able to convince them who she really was until they'd figured out what they'd done about a day or two later. And she was prepared for that. After all, she'd had to put up with it for 19 years…
"Okay, Lois. The Orkin Man said he'd be here in less than ten minutes or the extermination's free. Let's hope he's late…" Peter said, whispering the last part in a childish manner.
"Peter! Don't say things like that! The rat will catch on and run away… Plus, the sooner this thing is out of the house, the better."
5 minutes later, the Orkin Man came, sprayed some rat killer on Meg, and took her away. She just walked along behind him, like an innocent man on Death Row. She didn't object, she didn't fight. They'd come back for her in a couple of days…
2 Weeks Later…
"Peter, have you seen Meg? Her teachers just called me and told me she hasn't been coming to her classes in the last few days." Lois asked, coming into the kitchen.
"Who?"
"Meg. Our daughter." Lois said, her voice completely monotone.
"Oh… no, Lois. Haven't seen her." Peter said, realization a little too heavy in his voice.
"You two called the Orkin Man on her two weeks ago…" Brian said, sipping his coffee.
"No we didn't. We called the Orkin Man on a giant, mutant rat." Peter said.
"Oh really?"
"Yes, Brian. Really." Lois said.
"Did this giant, mutant rat have glasses?"
"Yeah." Peter answered.
"Did it have short, brown hair?"
"Yes, it did." Lois answered.
"Was it wearing a pink shirt, pink hat, blue jeans, and white shoes?"
"Brain, where are you going with this?" Lois asked, becoming impatient.
"That was your daughter. All of those traits are those of your daughter. She's probably still in the Orkin Man extermination center."
Then, realization finally dawned on the both of them. "Oh my God, Peter. Brian's right. We called the exterminator on our only daughter!"
"Don't worry Lois, I'm sure she's fine."
"Um, I wouldn't be so sure of that…" Stewie said from his high-chair.
"Hm? Why not, Stewie?" Brian asked.
"I've actually been down there. It's kind of like a doggie pound. All the rats and mice and other pests are kept in special cages. Meg's probably in the cage labeled, 'Giant Mutant Rodents'. And I swear to God, those things can be huge."
"…How recently have you been down there?"
"Last week to visit Meg. She looked so frightened…" Stewie said, reminiscing the day. Then, he slowly took a bite of his Cheerios.
2 Hours Later…
Meg sat in a corner, completely terrified at the huge rats and mice in the cage with her. As one them stalked upon her, the cage door opened, a guard standing there. "Prisoner 59284713... You're free to go…" he said, gesturing to Meg. Meg sighed in relief, running out as fast as she could.
"Your family is here to pick you up." the guard said, leading her outside.
Some family they are… Meg thought, completely pissed off it took them longer than usual to figure out what they'd done. When she saw them in the lobby, she didn't even try to talk to them. She didn't answer when Lois tried to ask her, "Meg, are you okay, sweetie?". She didn't look up when Peter said, "I thought we'd lost you for a second there, sweetheart." She simply kept walking until they reached the car. And even then, she didn't say anything on the ride home.
When they reached the Griffon house, Meg calmly walked from the front door to her room upstairs. Chris, who was sitting on the couch, whistled in amazement. "Wow, Meg is pissed. You two have really done it this time."
"Chris, that's a terrible word. Pissed…" Lois said, trying desperately to change the subject.
"Ah, Lois, he's right… We really did screw up big time…" Peter said with a defeated sigh.
"You're right, Peter…" Lois leaned a little on Peter's arm. "Maybe, when she comes out of her room, we can do something special for her. Throw her a party or something like that…"
"Yeah, I bet she'd like that…" Brian said with a sarcastic tone, entering the room.
"Brian, why must you always be the douchebag?" Peter asked, a slight scowl on his face.
"You really think a party is going to work again?"
"Well, yeah. It always worked before, right?"
"No… don't you remember? Meg didn't even come downstairs for the party."
"She didn't?" Lois asked.
"Oh, boy…" Brian sighed. "You know, what I don't understand is how nice you can be to me or Stewie or even Chris. But when it comes to Meg, it's like you've just met her for the first time in your lives."
"We're no better Brian…" Chris said, sadness lacing his voice. "All of us could learn to treat Meg a little better. I think we should give her an apology."
"That's good idea Chris." Brian said.
"So now, all we have to do is wait for her to come downstairs." Lois said, a smile on her face.
And so they waited. And waited. And waited. But Meg never came back downstairs. And then, about 6 whole hours later, she came downstairs with a few briefcases and some moving boxes. "Meg, what do you think you're doing with those bags?" Lois asked, a little surprised to see her daughter's serious face.
"I'm moving out." As she ran back upstairs to get a couple more things, Peter burst into laughter.
"Ah-ha-ha! That's funny! Ah… But seriously, Meg, what's with all this stuff?"
"I'm not joking around. I'm moving out."
"Puh-lease! Who would take you in?" Stewie laughed.
"I'll find someplace…" Meg said, looking out the window in search of the cab she'd called not long ago.
"You mean you're just gonna leave without a solid place to stay? C'mon Meg, think this through-"
"Oh, no, I've thought this through!" Meg yelled, cutting her mother off completely. "Every day… every day you people forget who I am or even what I am and then, when I'm gone for more than a day, you suddenly remember and think that a party will solve the problem that you ultimately caused!"
"Well, actually this time, we were gonna apologize." Peter said, not really caring.
"Aw. That's so sweet. Apology accepted." Meg said.
"So, does that mean you'll stay?" Chris asked.
"No, it doesn't. Because, you may apologize now, but a week later, you'll do almost the exact same thing. So, I won't stand for it, I'm moving out." Meg stated, her cab pulling up. As she grabbed her bags and headed outside, Lois tried once again to stop her.
"W-well, what will you do about money?"
"I've had a job for the last 2 years, saving up for an occasion like this. And, just like I thought, you didn't even know I had it." Meg said.
"Well, there's no way you have enough to stay by yourself somewhere."
"I have exactly $100,980.72 in a bank account you'll never know the name of."
"…Where will you go? What about college? Friends? Fam-"
"Don't you dare say it!" Meg yelled, slamming the cab trunk once all her stuff was packed in it. "I wasn't doing well in college anyway. If you actually paid some fucking attention, you'd know I have no friends. And as for family, no one even acts like I exist. So, I think I'll be just fine by myself. See ya." She got in the cab and told the driver to go to the Marriott hotel.
Peter came out to console his wife, who was shedding tears. "Peter… I think we've lost our daughter forever…"
"Don't worry, Lois. She'll be back once she figures out that she needs us. Everything will be fine…"
Brian scoffed and went back into the house.
END
This is the end of the first chapter. It killed me having to be so mean to Meg, but I had to keep them at least in semi-character. So, I hope you enjoyed.
R&R please! Thankies! XD