Okay, with some ideas in mind, I decided to re-write a few Family Guy episodes, a few that weren't good in terms of standards... so, the first rewrite I'm going to do is 'Peter-assment'! Wonder how this will go? Well, beginning will mostly be the same... RIGHT up to Peter being at work... where we will start our story! Sit back and relax. And enjoy.

Inside his work office, Peter was busy relaxing and watching TV in his office... the TV he happened to smuggle into work. He gave a laugh and a chuckle as he kept walking. Now, what was unusual about Peter was that today, he wasn't wearing any glasses... mainly because during a little adventure involving wanting to become part of the paparazzi, Ollie Williams broke them, and until he could get them repaired, he had to wear contacts for a while. It was just one of those things that went and gone for Peter.

"Griffin!"

Peter yelped as he turned off the TV and hid it under the desk as he flashed an innocent smile as he saw his boss, a brown haired girl with a black shirt, brown open jacket, brown skirt and black high heels, walking in. Peter groaned as he knew it was his boss, Angela.

"Did you call the distributor about..." Angela started to say in her usual cold voice, but then she stopped as her eyes widened in shock. She was looking at Peter, as if examining him.

"What... what's the problem?" Peter asked in confusion, then yelped as he noticed the cord sticking out. Peter groaned. "Okay, look, I know it looks like I have a TV under the desk, but hear me out!"

"No, not that." Angela said in surprise. "There's... something different about you today..."

Angela then noted Peter's eyes as she gasped. "You're not wearing glasses?"

"Yeah, they got busted, and until they're repaired, I'm wearing contacts." Peter explained.

"...I can see your eyes and your eyelashes..." Angela said, starting to form a smile.

"Who cares? What gives?" Peter frowned, not understanding where Angela was going with this.

Angela, however, was still holding that lovesick smile as she kept staring into her eyes. "It's just... they're so beautiful..."

"Er... okay..." Peter said, getting a little uncomfortable.

Angela then coughed. "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm staring. It's rude of me. You know, Griffin, maybe I've been a little... harsh on you."

"You've always been harsh to me." Peter said, raising an eyebrow. "In fact, you always favor Opie more than you do me."

"Hmmm... I guess I do do that at times, don't I? Well... that's going to change starting now." Angela smiled as she sat down. "Mr. Griffin, I want to get to know you a little more. Sure, you have beautiful eyes, but I want to actually see the person with those eyes."

Peter raised an eyebrow. "Whatever do you mean?"

Angela took a deep breath. "Mr. Griffin, I'd like to invite you over today for lunch... and I'd like to discuss your job with you... there's even a bit of a promotion in it for you."

That grabbed Peter's attention. "Promotion? You're willing to give me a promotion?"

"Come over for lunch later today... and then, maybe we'll talk." Angela said as she gave a flirtaesious wink. "Well, you keep doing what you're doing... don't worry about the distributors, I'll... get another employee to take care of that."

"Uh... does this mean you're okay with the TV?" Peter asked, pulling the TV out.

"Do whatever you want." Angela smiled. "Just know that you're free to do what you want... just remember... lunch today with me."

"Of course!" Peter smiled as he sat down. "You know, Angela, I am so relieved, I thought you were going to yell at me per usual."

Angela smiled and giggled. "See you at lunch."

As Angela left, Peter raised an eyebrow as he said, "Wow, Angela seems to be in a really good mood. Though I don't understand what's with the creepy eyes... it's like one of those paintings in museum..."

Peter was seen travelling a museum as he passed by a painting with huge sad eyes. As he kept moving, the pupils of the sad eyes started to follow Peter as he slowly stopped... then he turned around, the eyes went back to position. He stared suspiciously... then turned around as the pupils moved around again.

Later at lunch, Peter was carrying his own lunch as he spotted Angela on the table. She smiled as she waved over to him. He walked over as he sat down next to her.

"Griffin, I'm glad you decided to show up." Angela gave a smile as Peter pulled out his lunch and started to eat.

"Well, when you said there was going to be a promotion, hell, no way am I turning this baby down?" Peter said as he started to munch on his sandwich.

"Anyway, how's your family?" Angela smiled as she started to pose.

"Oh, they're... they're doing okay." Peter said.

"I see... your house?" Angela smiled.

"Oh... holding up quite nicely so far." Peter said.

"And uh..." Angela said as she took out the ribbon and bobby pin that was in her hair as she let it fall. "How's your wife?"

"She's... she's doing good. I mean, she can still be a bit of a witch when it comes to my choices, but we live through them..." Peter said, raising an eyebrow. "Er, you know, I noticed you let your hair down, Angela."

"Oh, so you've noticed. Do you like it?" Angela gave a wink.

"Well... I don't know... I guess I do." Peter shrugged.

Angela gave a smile as she giggled. "Mr. Griffin... I think you and me are going to work out just fine. Now... let's talk about your promotion, shall we?"

"I'm listening..." Peter said, raising an eyebrow.

First chapter of this is done. Hopefully, this manages to grab your attention... as this flirting relationship between Angela and Peter is about to commence! Give a read and a review!