Work Text:
(AN) Hello and welcome to this short Halloween Family Guy fic. This story is my take on a Family Guy killer doll parody story; I hope you all enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Family Guy; all characters and locations are owned by their respective owners.
Family Guy: Stewie Plays
One quiet afternoon, Meg and Ruth were at the Quahog mall doing some shopping. Stewie's birthday was coming up soon, and the teen knew she'd have to get him something.
"Hey, Ruth, what do you think I should get Stewie for his birthday?" asked Meg.
"What about an Elmo toy?" said Ruth.
"Tried looking in all the stores, but they were sold out," explained Meg.
"You could always try that shop over there," said Ruth, pointing towards a rundown-looking toy store called Mr Slime's Store of Mystery.
"I dunno, that place seems kinda weird," pointed out Meg nervously.
"It'll be fine," assured Ruth as she headed towards the store.
A somewhat reluctant Meg followed her friend in, knowing that this might be her only chance to get Stewie a birthday present.
Meg and Ruth looked around as they entered the store. The interior resembled an old-fashioned workshop. The shelves were lined with old-looking toys. The two girls approached the counter.
"Hello?" called out Meg.
"Good afternoon, my dears," said a voice from behind.
The duo yelped in alarm and turned to see an elderly man with short grey hair standing behind them, grinning.
"H-hello," said Ruth nervously. "A-are you Mr Slime?"
"Yes," replied the man as he moved to stand behind the counter. "I'm sorry if I scared you; I like to give off creepy vibes, as you kids might say."
"So I noticed," said Meg.
"So, what can I do for you?" asked Mr Slime.
"Do you have an Elmo doll?" asked Meg, who had gotten over the initial shock and felt that this man was less creepy than Mr Herbert.
"Yes, we do have one left," replied Mr Slime mysteriously. "But I must warn you, this doll is cursed by an evil spirit that will kill you all!" said Mr Slime dramatically before pulling out a box containing the doll.
After Meg paid for the doll, she and Ruth slowly backed away as Mr Slime gave them a sinister grin. "Farewell, my dears," he said before laughing wickedly and then throwing a smoke bomb down. Meg and Ruth looked at the smoke cloud awkwardly as loud coughing and spluttering came from within.
The two teens quickly ran from the store.
Soon enough, it was Stewie's birthday. The family were all sat in the living room, watching Stewie as he opened his presents.
"And this one's from me, Stewie," said Meg as she handed her baby brother a box wrapped in green wrapping paper.
"Another doll, I suppose," drawled Stewie as he ripped open the wrapping paper.
After finishing, the young infant saw that it was an Elmo doll. "Thank you," he said to Meg.
A bit later on, Stewie was having a pretend tea party with Rupert and the Elmo doll.
"Well, there's no need to be jealous of Elmo, Rupert; he's just more iconic than you," Stewie was saying to Rupert as he pretended to drink a pretend cup of tea.
Rupert naturally just sat there.
"No, I still like you despite being nothing like a certain British bear with the same name," said the infant.
Stewie got to his feet and looked at his other stuffed animals; he then turned around and was shocked to see that the Elmo doll was standing right behind him, making him jump and yelp in alarm.
"How did you get there?" questioned a confused Stewie.
The Elmo doll suddenly grinned wickedly. "I'm going to kill you all," it said in a sinister manner.
The evil genius baby gave the doll a nervous look.
Later that night, Stewie was sleeping in his cot with Rupert. Lois had placed the Elmo doll on the shelf with Stewie's other stuffed animals. The Elmo doll suddenly stood up and leapt off the shelf and onto the floor; he then raced over to the door, leapt up onto the doorknob and opened the door.
Elmo entered the kitchen, climbed up onto one of the counters and pulled out one of the kitchen knives.
The killer doll re-entered Stewie's bedroom and clambered into the crib.
Stewie slowly opened his eyes and cried out in alarm as he saw the Elmo doll holding a knife above his head. Thinking quickly, the infant rolled out of the way and jumped out of the crib just as Elmo brought the knife down and stabbed it into the crib. Elmo jumped out of the crib and slowly advanced on Stewie, who backed away in fear.
"What's going on?" said Lois as she, Peter, Meg and Chris came running into the room before gasping in shock at the sight of the doll with the knife.
"Oh my god!" cried Lois in alarm as she grabbed Stewie and held him in a protective manner.
"I knew there was something I didn't like about that store!" remarked a horrified Meg. "Then again, the guy did warn me that the doll would kill us—
"SHUT UP AND DIE!" yelled Elmo as he began swinging his knife about while advancing on the Griffins.
Lois quickly ran through to her and Peter's bedroom, holding her precious son tightly. The middle-aged woman turned around and found herself being backed into the wall by Elmo.
"Stay away from me, you psycho!" cried a terrified Lois.
The evil doll made to lunge at the redhead but found himself being grabbed by Meg, who wrenched the knife from his hand before throwing him against the wall. As Elmo groaned and attempted to stand, Meg quickly raced over to the cupboard, pulled out a baseball bat, ran over to Elmo and struck him several times. After the fifth time, Elmo stopped moving. Meg looked down at the now shattered Elmo doll, which was still twitching on the floor.
"Thanks, sweetie," said Lois before heaving a sigh of relief. "What do we do with it now?"
"There's only one sure way to get rid of a killer doll," pointed out Meg. "Burn it!"
Soon after, the Griffins were standing around a bonfire. Meg was holding the broken but still twitching doll.
"I started this, so I might as well end it," remarked the teen girl.
The brunette threw the doll onto the bonfire. Elmos sat up and let out a high-pitched shriek as he slowly melted into nothing.
(AN) And that's a wrap on this short Family Guy story; hope you all enjoyed it.
My next Family Guy story will be a fun Christmas-based one.
Until then, this is TimeLordMaster108 signing out.