Chapter 7: Has Anyone Seen Meg Griffin?
A/N: I haven't updated this in about a month or so. I kinda ran out of ideas, but I think I've come up with things that will advance the plot. For now, though, just to keep this fic updated, I'll focus on the rest of the family for now. Oh, and there is a scene with Death in this fic that I must give credit to Golden Sun Dragoon for. Thanks a bunch, man!
It had been one week since Meg had mysteriously disappeared. Everyone (except Peter) was sincerely concerned. They did not know what could have happened. It was possible that she could have been abducted, or run away (which she did).
Peter sat in the living room watching Tom and Diane report the news, while Lois was in the kitchen frantically making phone calls around the neighborhood. Finally, a moment later, she entered the living room, where she caught sight of Peter doing nothing productive.
"Peter, what are you doing?" Lois asked.
"Watching the news," Peter said.
"Don't you realize our daughter is missing?" Lois panicked.
"Uh…um…well…no, I'm sorry, that didn't cross my mind," Peter said. Lois glared at Peter hard. Suddenly, Peter burst, "Oh my gosh! My daughter is missing! Where the hell is she, Lois?"
Lois sighed in frustration. "I don't know, Peter. That's why I'm making phone calls and plan to put up 'missing' signs. Maybe you could help out."
"Ah, that's okay, I don't really care about what's her face," Peter said. "I'm going to watch a marathon of Gumbel 2 Gumbel." Then, he started to change the channel, but suddenly, the television blew up.
"Lois," Peter said. "Did you make the TV explode? Maybe you did it with your angry x-ray vision!" Peter emphasized the last few words.
"No, Peter, I didn't do that," Lois said. "But I wish you would help me look for Meg."
At that moment, Stewie darted out from behind the broken television. He pointed his ray gun at Lois. "You're next, Lois!"
"Oh, I think somebody's a little cranky. Time for your nap," Lois said, jerking Stewie off the ground. His ray gun fell on the ground like a lifeless object.
"No! No!" panicked Stewie. "My chance! My one good chance at victory! Lost!" Lois headed up the stairs with Stewie, and put him in his room. Then, she suddenly let loose a shriek. Peter and Brian rushed upstairs and discovered that Lois had found Chris's dead body.
"Oh-no! It was too late for the treatment!" Lois cried. "The spider bite killed him!"
Peter cried. "So long, Chris. You were the nicest boy I ever had. Now, I'll never have a good son like you. Now, I'll only have a bad, evil, Nazi son, like Stewie."
Suddenly, there was a doorbell that sounded downstairs. "I'll get it," Brian said, still sounding calm and rational as always. He went downstairs and opened the door. Death was at the door.
"Yeah, like, hi. I'm here for a Griffin, Chris," Death said.
"Ah, Death. Nice to see you again. He's upstairs. We're still mourning of his demise, so be gentle," Brian said.
"Death is never gentle!" Death roared at Brian.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry! Gosh, it's like that time I –" Brian started.
"Don't even go there!" hollered Death.
Several days passed, and Peter, Lois, Brian, and Stewie were sad. Two of the kids were gone. One was missing, and the other was dead. Lois and Brian never gave up searching for Meg, but Peter couldn't really care less. He spent his days watching reruns on TV.
One day, Joe rolled along the sidewalk looking for crimes. Suddenly, he happened to see one of the "missing" flyers that Lois posted. He looked at it carefully. "Missing," he read. "Meg Griffin. Seventeen years old, brown hair, pink shirt, pink headcap, large, circular rimmed glasses…if found, call the residence of Peter and Lois Griffin." Joe thought for a moment. "Wait a moment," he said. "I saw Meg leaving that one evening! I've never seen her since! I'll bet that's when she was running away! I've got to tell the Griffins," he said. Joe then rolled in the direction of the Griffin house to tell them of what he knew.