Family Guy: The Intruder

Family Guy : The Intruder

All of the Griffin family were sitting in the lounge watching TV except for Stewie who was in his room.

“My mind control device is nearing completion! Soon I shall have the whole world bowing to me!” Stewie laughed as he screwed in the last screw.

Lois was beginning to get worried so she turned her attention to Brian who had just come in the house after burying a bone in the backyard and dusting himself off.
“Brian, would you mind checking on Stewie? He's upstairs in his room” Lois asked
“Not at all Lois” Brian replied and he walked upstairs.
“What are you worried about Lois? He's probably just playing with his toys!” Peter asked
“I called him down an hour ago. That's what I'm worried about” Lois replied turning her attention to Peter.

Stewie heard someone coming upstairs and hid his device under the bed. As he quickly returned his attention to the toys on the floor Brian entered the room.
“Are you OK Stewie?” Brian asked as he sat down next to Stewie.
“Yes! What makes you ask? Did Lois ask you to find out by any chance” Stewie replied
“Yeah. She apparently called you down an hour ago and you still haven't come down! You've never played with your toys this long before!” Brian implied
“Well... I just decided a change was in order so I'm playing with my toys more often!” Stewie quickly replied
“OK, but you best come down soon though otherwise Lois is gonna start getting angry!” Brian replied as he got up and exited Stewie's room.

Upon going downstairs Brian saw everyone was gone except Peter who was sitting there crying.
“What happened?” Brian asked
“I've just found out my son is gay!” Peter replied
“Which one?” Brian asked
“Chris” Peter replied
Brian came and sat next to Peter
“You're the smart one Brian. Think for me” Peter said as he rested his head in his hands
“Well you could always accept the fact that your son is gay, move on and le..” Brian explained and then he noticed the look of horror on Peter's face. “Or you could just kill him”
“If I paid you, would you, would you...” Peter started
“Kill him?” Brian asked
“Couldn't we just rough him up?” Peter asked
“Do you think that'll work?” Brian asked
“No it would never work, his mother would never allow it.” Peter replied
“You want me to kill her too don't you?” Brian asked
“No, no, just, make it so she isn't a problem.” Peter replied
“So let me get this straight, your son is gay, and your solution is to hire your pet dog to cripple your wife and kill your son?” Brian asked
“It's a work in progress” Peter replied turning his attention to Brian and giving him a little smile.
“It's a disaster” Brian returned angrily
“I don't hear you coming up with a better plan Mr...Mr...Mr, dog that talks” Peter replied with an attempted insult
“Well I can't compete with that, Mr drinks beer and sits on his fat arse every night and wakes up with a hangover the size of my...” Brian replied
“Whoa! Alright easy does it!” Peter butted in
“Yeah sorry! I got a bit carried away!” Brian replied as he rubbed the back of his head.
“Listen, we have to move” Peter replied
“Peter no, I've spent years burying bones in the backyard, it would take me weeks to move them” Brian quickly returned
“Look! If it shuts you up I'll a whack someone and give you all his bones” Peter suggested
“It's not the same, there's a sentimental attachment” Brian replied
“Like?” Peter questioned
“Chewing it up! Why don't you watch TV, your favourite show is on.” Brian replied
“Yeah I suppose” Peter replied and he turned on the TV “Ah this show's no good” He pulled out a gun and blew the TV up.
“You know, that's the remote on your knee” Brian said and he pointed at the remote on Peters knee.
“ I know. But I thought now that I have a gun I should use it!” Peter replied and he span the pistol around on his finger. “Yeah look at my amazing skills Brian!” Then the pistol suddenly fired and Brian collapsed. “Gee, you OK? Uh...” Peter put down the gun. Stopped. Picked the gun up again and wiped the finger prints off it. Then he looked both ways, and ran out the door.

“What the bloody hell was that?” Stewie asked himself and he exited his room and went downstairs. As he got to the last step he noticed the gun and Brian.
“YEEESSS!” Stewie shouted and he started to do several pelvis thrusts in celebration. “Gonna dig me a hole, put a dead dog in it, gonna dig me a hole, put a dead dog in it” Just as he was singing this Brian got up and rubbed the back of his neck. “What the deuce?”
“Shocked?” Brian asked
“But the blood...” Stewie replied and he pointed at the red liquid on the floor.
“Aaah It's just a little gash where the bullet must of caught me.” Brian replied and he placed one of his paws on the wound.
“Damn! Wait a minute! Where the devil is everybody?” Stewie asked
“Well... everyone's gone out! Lois, Chris and Meg... I don't know where they've gone but Peter I take it ran out after he thought he killed me. Tight sod. Anyway, he owes the men in black a million bucks, his son's gay, and his other son thinks he's destined to either rule or destroy the world. Take your pick”
“Delightful. His squirming should prove adequate for the festival of ramadam” Stewie replied
“You're not a Muslim!” Brian pointed out
“Oh I don't know, certain things about their way speak to me!” Stewie replied as he straightened up and placed his hands on his hips.
“Like?” Brian asked and he crossed his arms
“Blowing stuff up of course! Gee, and your meant to be the smart one!” Stewie replied sarcastically
“Just because they blow things up doesn't make you a Muslim! Loads of people do it.” Brian replied
“Well... well... BLAST!” Stewie replied “What happened to the TV?”
“Peter blew it up with this gun just before this happened” Brian replied and he looked at the pistol on the floor then checked his wound.
Stewie picked up the pistol and aimed it at Brian “Well you best get a new one!” Stewie replied
“With what? I have no money!” and even if I did how would I get it home? My car has no gas and the companies nowadays don't deliver!” Brian asked
“Hmm. Well entertain me! I'm bored!” Stewie shouted
“Why don't you go and entertain yourself!” Brian replied “Besides I'm tired. I got no sleep last night thanks to Peter's snoring and Glen's late night party”

Brian was on the end of Lois' and Peter's bed and Peter was snoring heavily.
“Damn it Peter!” Brian whispered and he went downstairs only to be met with the sounds of Quagmires late night party. “Damn it Glen!”

“Hmm! OK you have a little rest however if I get anymore bored I shall entertain myself in anyway possible!” Stewie explained and he ran upstairs whilst Brian lay down on the carpet and fell asleep.

3 hours later Brian woke up and as he tried to get up he realised all of his paws were taped to the floor and Stewie was sitting in front of him taped to a chair. Then as he was about to speak he realised his mouth was also taped up.

“There, there, doggy. Calm down!” A man said softly with a deep voice. Brian managed to turn his head and saw the man. He was wearing a tatty, brown jumper and black jeans and had a balaclava on and in his hand was the pistol Stewie had. “You wouldn't want me to use this would you?” The man was slowly moving his hand across the metal frame of the pistol.

Brian knew he couldn't do anything otherwise he would be at risk from either himself or Stewie being shot. Just as that thought passed through his head, the door opened and the man quickly disappeared behind the closet.

Lois, Peter, Chris and Meg entered and saw Brian taped to the floor and Stewie taped to a chair. Just as Lois and Peter were about to free them the man came in and shot Peter and Lois in their sides causing them to fall to the floor. Chris ran at the man and Meg stood still in fright.
“Now kid unless you want to end up like your parents you better stand still right now!” The masked man ordered. Chris instantly stopped. “Good! Now you see your sister. Take this tape and tie her to that seat next to your dad!”

Chris did as he was told and tied Meg to the chair. Meg was too frightened to do anything.
“Now give me the tape and sit down!” The masked man instructed and Chris again did as he was told. The man then taped Chris to the chair next to Meg. When he had taped Chris to the chair he stepped backwards and checked everyone was on the floor or taped to a chair. “Baby, Dad, Mum, Sister, Brother, Dog... where's the dog! DOG! WHERE ARE YOU?”
“Right here!” Brian shouted and he bit the man’s left leg. The man screeched with pain and quickly turned around. Brian attempted to attack the man again.
“Go on try it!” The man laughed and he aimed his pistol at Brian's head. “I dare ya!” Brian staggered back as the man drew nearer. Brian didn't realise that he was backing into a corner
“Oh no! No where left to go! Oh well it looks like your going to doggy heaven! You should of done as you were told!” Brian shielded himself with his front paws. Then suddenly 'BANG'!
“Oh no!” Lois cried
“Brian's gone!” Peter gasped
Meg and Chris and Stewie didn't say anything. They were to busy crying their eyes out.
“Hey! It's OK. He isn't a goner! He's still here!” A man said
“Joe?” Peter asked
“Yup! Sorry I'm late my ramp seems to be missing so I had to wait until Bonnie got back so she could help me back into my wheelchair” Joe replied
“Oh... Yeah... Erm about your ramp Joe. I kinda used it for my remote control race car!” Peter replied.

Brian walked back into view and helped Joe release everyone and help Peter and Lois up. Lois instantly picked Brian up and hugged him. Peter ruffled the fur on Brian's head. Meg and Chris jumped up and down laughing and Stewie just stood there. As soon as the family stopped petting Brian, Stewie walked up to him.
“Dog?” Stewie asked
“Yeah” Brian replied
Stewie gave a quick bow to Brian then ran upstairs.
“Hey Joe! Stay here for a bit!” Peter suggested
“No can do Peter! I've gotta help Bonnie with the shopping!” Joe replied. Just as Joe was about to leave Brian ran towards him.
“Joe!” Brian said as he stopped in front of him
“Yeah Brian?” Joe asked and Brian climbed onto Joe's lap and gave him a hug.
“Thanks for saving my life Joe!” Brian replied
“All in a days work Brian!” Joe returned and he went back home.
“Err Peter. What are we gonna do about the body?” Brian asked
“Remember earlier, I said about the bones? Well...” Peter replied
“I see where you going with this!” Brian replied

Later that night the Griffins were sitting on the couch watching TV.
“Its so nice of Joe to give us that man's TV” Lois pointed out.
“Hey Brian! What do you think of the bones I gave ya?” Peter asked
Brian looked at Peter and smiled. Then before he could say anything Tony the Tiger from the Frosties advert jumped through the window!
“Their Grrreat!” Tony replied then Peter pulled out his pistol and shot him.
“Brian there's some more bones for you when your ready” Peter implied