"Lois! Pack the bags!" yelled Peter honking the horn. Stewie covered his ears,
"Bloody hell fat man! I'm just a baby...hand over the flask dog." He held out his hand towards Brian.
"Are you joking me? See Peter this is whats wrong with todays' economy, today baby wanting alcohol then the next babys are killing." Stewie glared at Brian damn dog, he's onto me!
"Brian take a chill pill bro. And by the way repeated alcohol use-"
"No. No. You know what Chris? No one cares for your...your random drug facts you stoner." Brian snapped back. Chris hmmphed and looked forward.
"LOIS! hurry up! MEG! Come on!" Peter yelled as he honked the horn a couple more times.
"God dammit! Fat man shut up!" Stewie yelled from the back seat. Lois opened the door and brushed her hair back. She walked to the trunk of the car and put her bag inside. She waved to Joe who was laying on the ground.
"Almost got it this time Joe?"
"Yea Lois...almost got it this time...damn newspaper." Lois chuckled, shut the trunk and sat down in the passenger seat.
"Are you ready?" She asked Peter.
"About dang time Lois. I was gunna leave ya." He taunted. She shook her finger at him and smirked.
"On ward to the Smiths'!" Lois screeched. Peter reversed out of the driveway and drove down the street. He stopped at the stop sign. Did I forget something? he thought to himself.
"DAD! GUYS! WAIT!" The voice was close behind, panting, and slightly angry. Nope I didn't forget anything.
"Dad. We need to go back...I...uhh... I forgot my sketch book." Chris piped from the back seat. Peter rolled him eyes and moaned.
"Every time Chris...every time..." Peter put the car in reversed the car and BOOM!
"Oh my...Peter what did you hit?" Lois whispered while covering her mouth. Brian opened the door, walked to the back, and gasped.
"Peter you hit Meg! Meg are you alright?" He said. Meg looked at him and giggled.
"Your funny." she busted out in laughter. Brian sighed Great now Meg is stupid. He helped her into the farthest seat and laid her down.
"You need to rest." She nodded and passed out. Chris got out of the car and ran into the house. He returned a few minutes later with his sketch book in hand.
"Good. Do we have everything now Lois?" Peter asked annoyed.
"Yes we do Peter." Lois snapped back. "ON WARDS TO THE SMITHS!" she screeched even louder.
