Chapter Two: The Pocket Death Ray

"At last, I have finished my pocket death ray, capable of enslaving Earth, and not detectable by any dectector, all in one compact plastic gun that fits in the pocket.. Now, to get Lois , and possibly even Charles, up here to meet their doom!"

"Well well well, I see you have finished your plot to finish us off. Too bad it will fail."

"Who's there? Show yourself! I'm warning you, I'm armed!"

"As am I, turn around."

As Stewie turned around, he saw Charles with a weapon in his hand, but not just any weapon, it was a pocket death ray, the same pocket death ray Stewie had pointing at Charles. Stewie gasped. "How did you find my blueprints?"

"It's obvious where you hide them, you use them as the stuffing inside of Rupert.

"Blast! No matter, I shall destroy you anyway."

"Oh I think not, I believe it is going to be you who is destroyed..."

"STEWIE, CHARLES. COME DOWNSTAIRS, IT'S TIME FOR LUNCH!" Lois yelled.

"We shall finish this at another time, my Chef Boyardee Is getting cold." said Stewie, rather annoyed.

"As is mine. But before we depart, I would like to challenge you to a duel of death. One weapon, one shot, no hiding."

"Then it is official, we shall duel after we finish our lunch. Be ready for the duel of your life."

Stewie and Charles walked downstairs, not taking their eyes off eachother until they got to their baby seats.