In a Time Without Stewie
by LDEJRuff
Chapter 1 - Presidential Funeral
"Say hi to Cleveland for me," Stewie Griffin said, aiming his gun in front of his mother, Lois' face. Realizing then, he continued, "Oh, and Mr. Weed."
Before he could shoot her, he felt a bullet wound on his chest. Someone had just shot him. He was later instantly killed when another bullet went straight through his head. It was his father, Peter, who just killed his diabolical infant son.
"It's just been revoked!" he said, quoting a line from Lethal Weapon.
"Uh, Peter," Brian began to correct him, "he didn't really set you up for that Lethal Weapon line. It doesn't really work here."
"Oh," Peter replied, realizing, before saying, "I'll have what she's having!"
"That's...better," Brian said, uneasily.
Both Peter and Lois then loomed over their now dead son, and despite everything that happened, leading up to this, Lois held Peter's hand, brokenheartedly. Peter then closed Stewie's empty eyes.
A few days have passed, and a funeral was held for Stewie. Most of the remaining family members shed tears of sadness. However, one family member, did not. Brian crossed his arms, eyebrows lowered, angry at the fact that Stewie had held him hostage before his death.
"Screw you, Stewie," Brian thought.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Lois began the funeral, "we are gathered here today to say goodbye to our youngest son, and President of the United States, Stewie Griffin."
"Nobody came to my funeral!" Mayor Adam West shouted before storming off, fading away in the process, despite technically not being dead.
"I know Peter wanted to say a few words," Lois continued, allowing Peter to speak.
"Oh, boy," Peter began. "This is the worst pain I've ever had to go through, and I've sprained my ankle twice. Um, the truth is, despite everything that has happened up to his death, Stewie wasn't just my youngest son. He was the one who brought our family together. And," Peter began to break down into tears before continuing, "I'm gonna spend the rest of my life missing him."
"We're all gonna miss him, Peter," Lois said, holding his hand. "We're all gonna miss him very much."
The guests who attended, including Glenn Quagmire, shed tears of sadness.
"Goodbye, little President," Glenn said. "You would've also allowed the leash law to dogs."
As the casket was lowering into the grave, Brian flipped off at the casket while also shedding a tear.