Chapter 8: "An Eve Of Togetherness"
Lois walks over to the couch. Stewey has fallen asleep again, sucking his thumb. The TV station has the test color pattern and the annoying noise.
She sees Brian wake up and step through the broken glass.
"Good morning Brian. Did you sleep well?" she asks.
"I don't particularly want to talk about it. Suffice to say I won't be reading the funny pages again anytime soon," he rubs the bump on his head.
"Mom, dad's blocking the steps again," says Megan.
She turns around and there is Peter - passed out on the stairs. She taps him awake and helps him up.
"Peter, I knew you shouldn't have drunk that much eggnog. Chris, stop trying to push your father downstairs."
"Sorry. I dreamt I was a rat."
"Oh, Lois. You'll never believe what I dreamt about! I was flying over the North Pole and something went wrong with the plane and I crashed into Santa's House just like that plane in the first episode of Seven Days and I woke up and found out I was the Six Million Dollar Man and that I killed Santa! The elves highered me to take over his job and when their backs were turned I stole the sleigh and brought us home a butt load of presents!"
"So, basically what you're saying is that you're a monster. Even in your sleep?" comments Brian.
Stewey wakes up.
"Don't even say the word sleep," says Megan.
He peaks from the top of the couch and says, "Good morning all. I say, I had the most delightful dream. It was an absolute mental romp. I haven't had this good a slumber in months."
"Well, it's a good thing we're all awake. We still need to buy presents. But don't worry, I'm sure your mother can handle that all by herself. So, Lois, what did you dream about?" asks Peter.
In a take off of the The Simpsons style rips off of Bernard Herrmann's Psycho, the music starts on a long lone low octave string and strikes with each time we get closer to her face and on the last one you can see her right eye twitching.
--THE END--
Lois walks over to the couch. Stewey has fallen asleep again, sucking his thumb. The TV station has the test color pattern and the annoying noise.
She sees Brian wake up and step through the broken glass.
"Good morning Brian. Did you sleep well?" she asks.
"I don't particularly want to talk about it. Suffice to say I won't be reading the funny pages again anytime soon," he rubs the bump on his head.
"Mom, dad's blocking the steps again," says Megan.
She turns around and there is Peter - passed out on the stairs. She taps him awake and helps him up.
"Peter, I knew you shouldn't have drunk that much eggnog. Chris, stop trying to push your father downstairs."
"Sorry. I dreamt I was a rat."
"Oh, Lois. You'll never believe what I dreamt about! I was flying over the North Pole and something went wrong with the plane and I crashed into Santa's House just like that plane in the first episode of Seven Days and I woke up and found out I was the Six Million Dollar Man and that I killed Santa! The elves highered me to take over his job and when their backs were turned I stole the sleigh and brought us home a butt load of presents!"
"So, basically what you're saying is that you're a monster. Even in your sleep?" comments Brian.
Stewey wakes up.
"Don't even say the word sleep," says Megan.
He peaks from the top of the couch and says, "Good morning all. I say, I had the most delightful dream. It was an absolute mental romp. I haven't had this good a slumber in months."
"Well, it's a good thing we're all awake. We still need to buy presents. But don't worry, I'm sure your mother can handle that all by herself. So, Lois, what did you dream about?" asks Peter.
In a take off of the The Simpsons style rips off of Bernard Herrmann's Psycho, the music starts on a long lone low octave string and strikes with each time we get closer to her face and on the last one you can see her right eye twitching.
--THE END--