Lady and the Tramp (Family Guy/OC fanmake)
by LDEJRuff
There is but one thing money cannot buy: to wit- the wag of a dog's tail. This is quoted from Rush Billings in the original version of Lady and the Tramp. So it is to all dogs, be they ladies or tramps, that this fanfic is respectfully dedicated.
Chapter 1 - Barbara's New Home
It was Christmas morning in the city of Quahog, Rhode Island. And this was a very special one for Peter Griffin, his wife, Lois, and their two children, Meg and Chris. For pretty soon, they were going to add another addition to the family. Inside the living room, Peter gave Lois his gift to her.
"It's for you, honey," he said. "Merry Christmas."
"Oh, Peter," Lois said with awe. "It's just what I wanted, isn't it? Trimmed with ribbons?"
"Well," Peter began as she opened the present, "it has a ribbon."
Inside was a Basque Shepherd puppy, female. Lois gasped in surprise, smiling.
"Oh, how sweet," she said, holding the puppy.
"You like her, Mom?" Meg said.
"Oh, I love her," Lois replied. "What a perfectly beautiful little lady."
"So," Chris began, "What are you going to name her, Mom?"
"Well," Lois answered, "I think I'll name her after your grandmother, Chris. How does 'Barbara' sound?"
"That's a keeper," Chris said.
Lois giggled, "Barbara it is."
Author's note: Coincidentally, Lois' mother's name is also Barbara.
That night, Peter set up a place for the new puppy to sleep in the kitchen. He put a basket near the table. In the basket was a sheet and a small pillow. Lois carried little Barbara into the kitchen. The puppy didn't seem to like it.
"Come on, Barbara," Peter called. "Over here."
Barbara came, and Peter placed her into the basket.
"There now," he continued. "A nice little bed for you."
"But Peter," Lois began, "do you think she'll be warm enough?
"Why not, Lois?" Peter answered as he was about to flip the light switch. "She'll be snug as a bug in a... Uh-oh." He just realized the day's newspaper. "Almost forgot something," he continued as he placed the paper next to the basket. "There we go." He then flipped the switch. "Good night, Barbara." He turned to Lois as they started to go upstairs. "Don't worry, Lois. She'll go right to sleep."
He stopped short when Barbara got out of the kitchen and followed him.
"No, Barbara," he said, picking her up. He placed Barbara back in the basket. "This is where you belong, right here."
However, as soon as he left, Barbara started following again, and began to whimper when she saw her new owners nearly all the way upstairs.
"Oh, Peter, look," Lois said in awe. "She's lonesome. Don't you think, maybe, just for tonight?"
"Now, Lois," Peter began, picking Barbara up, "if we're going to show her whose master, we must be firm from the beginning."
With that, he put Barbara back in the basket in the kitchen once more. This time, to make sure she stayed in the kitchen, he placed a chair in front of the kitchen door before making his way to the bedroom.
Barbara, tried to open the door, but found it blocked. She started to whimper, but some knocking from above made the whimpering stop.
"Barbara, please stop," Meg called from inside her bedroom.
"Yeah," Chris added from inside his bedroom.
But again, Barbara whimpered. Peter turned on the living room light, tapped a foot, and said, "Barbara, quiet now. Ya' hear me? Back to bed, quick now." Barbara did so. "And not one more sound out of you tonight."
Time passed, and it was two in the morning. Barbara scraped the chair away from the door, making her escape from the kitchen. While in the living room, she made her way up the stairs and found Peter and Lois' bedroom. She started to whimper.
Upon hearing Barbara's whimpering, Lois said, "Peter..."
Peter responded by placing his pillow over his head to drown out the whimpering.
Again, Barbara whimpered, and yipped.
"Oh, Peter," Lois said, understanding that she needed to sleep in the bedroom.
Peter finally gave in. "Oh, okay, Barbara. You win. You can sleep up here."
This delighted Barbara, and she slept on the end of the bed.
Six months have passed, and Barbara was fully grown. Upon those six months, she gained the ability to walk and talk like a human, even though she was still a dog.
Upon fetching Peter's slippers, she said, "Good morning, Peter."
"Good morning, Barbara," Peter replied before looking at the window. "Uh-oh."
"What's wrong, Peter?" Lois said, waking up upon hearing Peter say that.
"Can't you explain to Barbara about Sundays?" Peter replied, yawning.
Barbara then went downstairs to begin her daily job. Outside, she saw a squirrel and started to chase it. However, the chasing stopped when she heard the newspaper boy's bike bell ringing.
"Good morning!" Barbara called the paperboy.
"Good morning!" the paperboy called back as he threw the paper to the Griffins' yard.
Barbara caught the paper, and tried to carry it all the way through the doggie door in the kitchen door.
During breakfast, Peter read the paper, and didn't mind the hole in the headlines section.
"Have any of you noticed?" he asked his family. "Since we had Barbara, we don't see anymore of those disturbing headlines."
"Yeah, Dad," Meg agreed.
"I just don't know what we'd do without her," Chris added.
As Peter gave Barbara a doughnut, Lois said, "Well, it looks like she's six months old. We may give her a licence soon."
"Yeah," Peter agreed as Barbara began to eat her doughnut.
"What's a licence?" Barbara asked.
"I'll show you sometime today," Lois answered.
Author's note: Barbara is copyright of Villains' Bad Girl.