Meg Griffin had been regressed to a baby.
How?
Herbert had invented a ray to turn himself eighteen again.
"Well, here you go, Herbert. You get those little boys' popsicles." he said.
Herbert flipped on his ray.
It ricocheted off the mirror and out the window, hitting Meg.
Meg started crying, scared.
Lois ran into her room and saw her daughter, a baby, on the floor.
"Oh, Meg! My little girl!" Lois said, shocked. She picked up Meg and patted her back, rocking her. "Peter! Come here!" Lois called. Peter walked upstairs. "What is it, Lois?" he asked. "Look, it's- Peter, why are you wearing swim trunks?" Lois asked. "Because Quagmire and I are going to have a water war." Peter answered. A water balloon sailed through the widow and hit Peter in the back of the head. "Son of a bitch!" Peter said. "Hold on, Lois. I have to go deal with this." Peter walked outside. Lois heard him as he talked to Quagmire. "Quagmire, I told you, no inside the house projectiles!" Peter said. He walked back inside and went upstairs. "Sorry, Lois. So, what were you saying?" Lois sighed. "Look, Peter." she said, holding up Meg. "Lois, did you have another kid? I don't remember you getting fat." Peter said. "Thanks a lot, Peter. No, I did not have another baby. This is our little girl." Lois answered. "Meg?!" Peter asked, shocked. "How did this happen?" "I don't know. I heard crying in her room and there she was, on the floor, crying." Lois answered. "Well, how old is she?" Peter asked. "From the looks of it, two months." Lois answered. "Well, if Meg got younger, I wonder if anything happened to Stewie." Peter said.
Meanwhile, Stewie was inventing an aging ray, so he could grow up and move out. It was faulty, because he only aged a few years. He was sixteen. "Mom, Dad, I think something's wrong with Stewie. He's not a baby." Chris said, looking freaked out. Stevie walked into the room, looking different. He had long, brown hair that nearly covered his eyes. "Dad, if I'm the only one in this family who isn't growing up or getting younger, does that mean I'm a ghost?" Chris asked, scared. "Probably." Peter answered. Chris ran out of the house, terrified. Meg started crying again. Lois rubbed her back and rocked her again. "Hi Stewie." Peter said. "Hey." Stewie nodded. He walked away. "Stewie turned out really cool." Peter said. "Peter, can you go fid Chris? I'm going to change Meg's diaper." Lois said. "I will not fail this mission, Chief." Peter saluted. He ran outside and mounted a segway. Lois walked upstairs, Meg in her arms. "It's ok sweetheart. Mommy's got you." she said. Lois went into Stewie's room, which still had his crib and changing table. Lois lay Meg on the changing table and unstrapped her dirty diaper. She took it off, wiped Meg's bum and powdered her. Lois put her daughter in a new diaper and picked her up. Meg smiled, glad.
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