A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update...I've just been a bit busy.

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Chris and Brian sat down outside of Vash and the gang's house, bored as ever.

"Where the heck is everyone, Brian?" Chris turned to the dog.

"In the house...making dinner."

"No, I mean Mom, Dad, Meg, and Stewie!"

"Right...I don't know."

"Well I say we go and find them!" Chris shouted, "C'mon Brian!"

"Wait!" Vash yelled, running outside from the house, "You're not thinking of going out to find your family are you?"

"...yeah, how'd you know?" Chris asked.

"Oh, I heard you yelling it." Vash replied, "And I have decided to help you out, I can't leave you two defenseless out in the desert!"

"I'm sure we'll be fine." Brian cut in, "I mean....what's the worse thing that could happen?"

"....I'm definitely coming with you."

"Wait!" Wolfwood rushed outside, "Needle noggin, you'll need my help too!"

Brian sighed, "Great, the more the merrier...."

"Yeah!" Chris shouted for no apparent reason.

"Well," said Meryl from the doorstep, I packed you all a lunch...stew!"

"Good luck!" Milly smiled from behind Meryl.

"Thanks!" Chris said.

And so they were off into the sunset....

"To the bakery!" Vash shouted, chucking his sacked lunch into a nearby trash can.

Everyone else did the same. ...................................................................................

Meanwhile....at BDN's place.

"Where in the hell am I?!" Lois shouted, "Where's my family?!"

She went back into the house, and looked around. There were blinding lights everywhere, whoever this man was, he either was too lazy to take down his Christmas light, or was a complete and utter psycho.

"Hi there, pretty baby." She heard a voice from behind her.

"W-who are you, and where am I?" Lois shouted.

It was a man who stepped out of the shadows, "Why we're in my lovely home, where you'll have my young 'uns, cook and clean, and serve me all day!"

"N-no...not again!" Lois shouted, "P-peter, help!" ................................................................................................

Meanwhile...out in the desert....

"Hmmm...I could have sworn I heard Lois calling for help about now because a psycho was making her have his kids and cook and clean for him..." He shrugged, "Me and my imagination."

"Dad...." Meg started, "My feet hurt...an-"

"Your face must hurt too...because it's hurting me!" Peter shouted.

"That wasn't funny dad...where are we?"

"How could I have gotten stuck with such fools..." Legato muttered.

"Ohhhh, looks like someone's cranky!" Peter yelled, walking over to Legato, "Put on a happy face now!" he pulled Legato's mouth into a creepy deranged smile.

"Remove your hands from my body."

"Don't worry, you'll get an extra twinkie when we get to the factory..."

That was it, Legato had enough, he used his awesome psychic powers to twist Peter's arm back at him.

"Ahhh! Oh god, Oh god!" Peter shouted, "No twinkies for you!" He trotted back to Meg.

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A/N: Really sucky, and rushed, but hey, at least I updated.