Title: Prince. . . Baby?
Author: Jmaria
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not mine. I have no money.
Summary: Are you kidding me?
Pairing: FfA #1933 Dawn / Stewie (The Family Guy)

Prince. . .Baby?

Dawn felt her breath hitch as she landed hard on her butt. She groaned in pain, trying to get her bearings. She was in a house, in a yellow room that sort of looked like . . .

"Prince Charming is in a baby's room?"

"What the deuce is this gangly monstrosity in my inner sanctum?" A cultured and oddly British sounding voice came from behind her.

"Oh, for the - do you have to talk like that? It's a girl, a hot one at that."

"One who has ears and - gah!" Dawn yelped, her eyes landing on the very judging voices.

Standing behind her was a white dog and a little baby with a head shaped like a football. And neither one of them were supposed to be talking.

"Perhaps she could help me get rid of Lois," the baby cackled then.

"Okay, this isn't my prince charming, wish granter! Hello! I want to leave now!" Dawn shrieked.

"I say, that's rather rude," the boy reached for something behind his pillow.

"Is that a ray gun?"

"Yes, yes it is. A death gun if you will," he said proudly.

"Stewie, you can't go around killing girls who think you're not prince charming," the dog replied, pulling the gun from the boy's hands.

"Yes, I can."

"Getting out of here now would be better!"

Before she could get an up close look at what the death gun could do, Dawn felt the floor beneath her feet buckle. Stewie and Brian stared at the spot where the girl had been.

"Drat, there goes my guinea pig."