"Oh... I'm terribly sorry... did I kill your friend fuckface there? Don't worry about him, he's dead now.

Ben was crying and Harvey was as close to a fetal position as he could get himself.

"Please... don't hurt me..." Ben pleads.

"Don't hurt you? Wow. You're fucking shit as a member of society, fucking shit as a human being and fucking shit as a friend. Nevertheless, I shall forfill your plead." Stewie drones.

He drops his handgun in the middle of the room, as so no one could reach it. Behind Donald's corpse, hidden was a baseball bat.

"How old are you, shitstain?" Stewie says to Harvey.

"12, d-daddy." Harvey sputters out.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? I mean, if I wasn't trying to kill you both and we were in a gay bar, and I didn't hate you, I'd be slightly turned on, but one, you fit none of those criteria, and two, you're fucking twelve. Someone should teach you some discipline, but...uh... it looks like someone already has, but thats beside the point. Say, "Beatrice.""

"Beat-"

"Beat me? Okay then!"

Stewie swings his bat into Harvey's skull four times without hesitation. His head was in a bad way.

"Good lord, you look like that North Korean kid from The Walking Dead."

Stewie swings full power into his eyes, and Harvey had finally died. Then, Stewie shoots him inbetween the eyes. Ben was hysterically weeping.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, BITCH!" Stewie screams.

"Just for that, I'm going to punish you properly." Stewie coldly states.

Behind Harvey's corpse was a small folding knife. Stewie drops his bat where his gun is and grabs the knife.

"When I told you to SHUT THE FUCK UP, you really should have. The reason why, you ask? Well, I don't think that, now, you will ever not shut the fuck up!" Stewie sinisterly remarks.

Stewie forces Ben's head straight, and severs his vocal chords. He will never speak again.

"Now you can't complain when I reveal... this."

A black sheet was covering the ceiling, Stewie tore it off to reveal...

Ben's mother.

Stewie shoots the ropes holding Ben's mother to the ceiling, making her fall down to the ground. Stewie took out the gag in her mouth.

"This little SHIT of yours... ruined my Halloween night. I'm just here to say that he is in the safest hands.

Stewie grabs his knife and slits her throat, quickly making himself fall to the floor, to make sure as much blood went on Ben as possible. Stewie realises that she was pregnant. He stabs her stomach, just to make Ben feel worse.

"You have no one. Now you know how I and Brian felt, bitch." Stewie quietly states.

Stewie gets some duct tape, puts it on Ben's mouth, gets his baseball bat, swings it full power on Ben's left leg, then swings at his right leg, drops the baseball bat, gets a syringe, injects Ben with a general anaesthetic, waits for him to fall asleep, puts him in a box, punctures some holes in the box, duct tapes the middle of the box and puts an address on it.

"This will make a wonderful present." He states with glee.

"Well, better blow up the house and make it look like a gas leak." Stewie thinks aloud.

As the house blows up, Stewie rings Brian.

"Hey Bri. I'm done, can you pick me up?"

"Sure Stewie! I said that I took you to Carter's house for the day."

"Brian, thats a meh excuse, but fine."

"Seeya Bri."

As per usual with Stewie's homicial shenanigans, no one found out. Everyone thought that the family and friends died in a gas leak.

Meanwhile, where Ben was being posted:

The doorbell is rung and the postman leaves it at the door before he arrived at the door.

The man opens the door and ponders what could be inside.

He read a card that said, 'Just thought that your service should be commended'.

He takes it inside of his house as his curiosity bubbles inside him.

He opens the box, and sees whats inside.

"Jesse! Look at this, it's beyond my wildest dreams! I don't think it's my birthday!"

"I'll 'love' you forever."

Bill was never seen or heard ever again.

No one could hear his screams every night.

THE END