Fat man in little coat Revised version
Disclaimer: I don't own Family Guy, a Seth MacFarlane does. He's used to be from Fox Network now patiently waiting to return. I also got permission from my friend Chris (Not Chris Griffin!) to write my version of this story.
Author's notes-Finally! Chapter three is here everybody, and I can't wait for new episodes on May 1st! Sorry for the long update but here's the third chapter!
"Anyway," The Spirit of Darkness said. "The mighty coat of power will give you…well…power!"
"Uh-oh!" Peter exclaimed. "It has the power to turn me gay right? No thanks, I'm a married man, and to hell I'm going to turn to those flamboyant pansies, and I'm very much comfortable with my masculinity."
"Peter, not all gays are feminine you know." Cleveland corrected.
"Well…especially for the suicidal ones…" Quagmire stated.
"Well guys," Joe said. "At least we're not going to an crazy adventure like last time."
FlashbackPeter, Quagmire, Cleveland, and Joe are trotting down the Yellow Brick Road. Peter is wearing a blue and white dress; he is wearing braided pigtails down to his shoulders, and is carrying six-pack bottles of beer. Quagmire is the Tin Man who's carrying a porn magazine. Cleveland resembles the Cowardly Lion; with the exception he is a Black Panther I.E a Black Panther Part member. And finally, Joe is the scarecrow and is still in the wheelchair but his legs are missing.
"We're off to see the wizard! The freaking wizard of oz!" They all sang
Present day"Will you let me finish?" Said The Spirit impatiently. "I mean any person who wears the coat, gets anything they want!"
"But who's going to wear the coat?" Cleveland asked. "There are four of us."
"Don't worry fellas," Peter announced. "I got this problem solved."
He pulls a six-shooter from his pants and cocks the hammer as everyone gasped and EVERYONE gasped!
"Russian Roulette!"
"Peter, not this again!" exclaimed Quagmire as the rest backed off.
"Uh-uh-uh! My rules!" Peter said. "You go first." He gives the gun to him. "Wait a minute…"
Then he points the gun to his head…"I go first!"
"Hold it! No one's killing anybody!" Declared the Spirit. "There's only one way, to solve this…"
Everyone stared at him with complete anticipation…
"Wheel of Fortune!" He shouted as he spins the wheel, with each tile had the face of the four men.
As the tile spins faster, the arrow slows down, and points to Peter.
"AHHH Freakin' Yes! I won!" Peter cheered as he laughs nasally.
"Here you go," The Spirit gave the coat to Peter but by the time he wore it, it was too small for him…
"Hey! This coat is way to small for me!" Peter said disgustedly. "I felt insulted, in fact I've never been insulted since that Black show on Comedy Central."
FlashbackPeter and the Family are watching The Dave Chappelle Show on Comedy Central, everyone laughed except Peter as they watched.
"I can't believe my family are watching this crap," Peter said to himself. "I'm going to complain!"
He walks up to the phone and dials the number the phone, the phone was picked up by no other than Lil' Jon.
"Hello Comedy Central?" Peter asked.
"WHAT!" Shouted Lil' Jon.
"Hello Comedy Central?" Peter asked.
"WHAT!" Shouted Lil' Jon.
"Hello Comedy Central?" Peter asked.
"WHAT!" Shouted Lil' Jon.
"Hello Comedy Central?"
"WHAT!"
"Hello Comedy Central?"
"WHAT!"
"Hello Comedy Central?"
"WHAT!"
Two weeks later…Peter is now seen groggy and dirty with his hair mussed up. Five O' Clock shadow runs down to his face, as he shakes back and forth from exhaustion.
"Hello, Comedy Central?" Peter asked weakly.
"WHAT!" shouted Lil' Jon, still energetic and not sounding hoarse at all.
"Never mind," Peter answered.
"OKAY!"
Present Day
"Look this coat has magic properties, looked what it did to the Numa-Numa guy! C'mon make a wish…" Persuaded the spirit.
"Well, okay…well I'd like some corn dogs…" Peter answered.
"That's it? That's outrages me! " The spirit said in disgust. "I've never been this disgusted in the long time since I've paid to watch Gigli…"
Everyone shudders on cue…
"Well, what did you expect?" Peter replied. "I am starving you know and I think I'm dying of starvation…"
Joe, Quagmire, and Cleveland snickered under their breaths.
"Fine, fine," The spirit said. "And just to let you feel better, I'm just going to give you a mild curse because of it."
A corn dog suddenly appeared on Peter's feet, and he immediately picked it up and starts eating it.
"So, what is the curse?" Peter asked.
"You'll find out soon," The spirit answered. "I got to go now, apparently some Half-Dog Demon got impaled to a tree."
The spirit disappears like the mysterious spirit he is…
"He's probably some damn Jewish guy," Peter muttered…
Meanwhile…
"What's wrong Max?" One of Max Weinstein's friends asked.
"Oh nothing, can you hold on a second?" He replied.
He pulled down a window and yelled…
"HEY I'VE HEARD THAT!"
Peter and his friends ran off…
Few days later, Peter with his family and friends were at a campfire.
"Did you find out what the curse was Peter?" Lois asked.
"Nah, I haven't found out," Peter replied. "Anyway…gather everyone up!"
His friends and family all looks forward at Peter the big fat oaf.
"Hey guys, look what I can do!"
Peter pulled down his pants and farted real loud at the campfire…
KABOOM!
The world exploded…
The End
Author's note: Yeah, some of you were disappointed at the ending…like "all of this time for this?"
Well what can I say? I'm a lazy ass…