The Following Christmas

Two Alternate Universe Stories based on Villains' Bad Girl's Family Guy Universe

by LDEJRuff

Story II - Dylan the Half-Brother

Chapter 2.1 - A Call from Dylan

Around the same time, in another universe, one where Vinny was never dead and had saved Brian's life, thus also preventing the deaths of Barbara and the second litter, Brian and Barbara were getting ready for another Christmas together, and their second Christmas with their second litter.

In the events following the previous Christmas, the first litter had to move out and start new lives of their own. Briana decided to live with the Swanson family, and became Joe's watchdog. Ollie decided to live with the Tubbs-Brown family, and retained his family dog traits under Cleveland's ownership. As for Jenny and Marcus, they decided to live with Carter Pewterschmidt and his dog, Seabreeze. They were well aware that they weren't going to be with their parents forever, but they still kept in touch. Even before they left, they never could tell Vinny, their puppysitter, that it was he who saved their father's life the previous year.

Anyway, getting back to Brian, Barbara, and their second litter, the mother was once again expecting, and pretty soon, their third litter was about to come. While he was thinking about what to name the puppies during their birth, his cell phone was ringing. Upon picking it up, he answered. "Hello?"

On the other line was Brian's fourteen-year-old human son, Dylan Flannigan, who, thanks to his father's help, became a well-known TV star. "Hey, Dad. It's me, Dylan. I'm just calling to let you know that I'll be coming to visit you on Christmas."

Brian was surprised about this. "Oh," he said, uneasily. "That's, uh, great."

"I'll have Mom drop me off at your house," Dylan replied. "It's been quite a while since you've helped me become a well known TV star for Parent Boppers a few months ago. The show's become a huge success on Disney Channel."

"You don't say," Brian said. "Well, I hope to see you soon, Dylan."

"See you later, Dad." With that Dylan hung up, not knowing that his father wore a shocked expression.

"Brian, honey?" Barbara began, getting his attention. "Who was that on the phone?"

"Oh, it's my human son, Dylan Flannigan," Brian replied. "You know, Tracey's kid? He's coming over to visit on Christmas."

"Really?" Barbara responded, astonished. "Dylan's coming over?"

"You never even told Matt and I about him, Daddy," Jair added.

"I know, Jair," Brian replied. "I...I just wanted to surprise you boys about your older half-brother."

"Half-brother, huh?" Matthias replied. "I bet that when I meet him, I'll be able to share some secrets to him, like how you decided to name us after biblical characters."

Cutaway: We're in the land of Gilead in Biblical times. Israeli judge Jair, whom Jair Griffin was named after, had informed his thirty sons about how he owned thirty cities.

"And that, my sons," Jair lectured, "is how the thirty cities are known as Havoth-Jair. They had adopted my name."

"One question, Dad," one of his sons began. "You wouldn't mind of someone in the future would be named after you, would it?"

"No, I wouldn't mind at all, my son," Jair replied. "In fact, if they'd share my name, they'd be blessed with my knowledge."

Back to the couch.

"Uh, I don't know, Matt," Brian disagreed. "He'd be a bit too confused."

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Brian answered it, and it was Vinny.

"Hey, B," Vinny addressed. "I just came by to see if you needed any help with the Christmas decorations. Anyway, what's going on?"

"Oh," Brian began, "I just got a call from my human son, Dylan."

"Human son?" Vinny repeated, surprised. "You never even told me about you having a human son. Speaking of sons, how's your second litter doing?"

"Matt and I are doing just fine, Mr. Vinny," Jair replied, walking to him.

"Anyway," Matthias added, "Jair and I can't wait to see that half-brother of ours."

"How's he going to react if he found out if his two younger half-brothers were a couple dogs?" Vinny asked, shrugging.

"Gee, Mr. V," Matthias wondered. "I never thought about that."