Disclaimer: I don't own Two and A Half Men. I don't own Anger Management.

Charlie was asleep when he was awaken with his brother standing over him.
"Good morning Charlie," Alan said rather loudly. Charlie sleepily rubbed his eyes.
"What time is it," he asked.
"6 AM," Alan said.
"Alan why the hell would you be waking me at six in the morning. Are you asking for me to smack you."
"Well someone is rather cranky," Alan said, "You know you should go see my therapist."

Charlie almost laughed.
"Yeah I think I'll pass," he said.
"Anyway what do you think about hot dogs," Alan asked.
"Well I prefer tities but whatever makes you happy," Charlie said.
"I was thinking about making hot dogs tonight," Alan said.
"Well good," Charlie replied, "I hope you enjoy them."
"Charlie don't you think you should stop going to Vegas during the week," Alan said, "You're going to lose all of your money."
"Alan I don't gamble in Vegas," Charlie said.
"What do you do then," Alan asked.
"Well most recently a hooker named Meribeth," Charlie said.
"NOT FUNNY," Alan growled, "HOW CAN YOU EVEN MAKE SUCH A JOKE!"
"Who says it was a joke," Charlie asked.
"Charlie my late daughter's name is Meribeth," Alan said, "The least you could do is pick a different name."
"Whatever," Charlie said, "I'll see you this weekend." Alan sighed.
"Are you sure I can't convince you to stay home," he asked.
"Alan I have responsibilities," Charlie said.
"What responsibilities," Alan asked, "You gamble and you have sex."
"Once again I don't gamble in Vegas," Charlie said, "and you're making a lot of assumptions."
"Karma is going to punish you," Alan said.
"Is she a chick," Charlie asked, "I'd be up for that" Alan groaned and stormed out of the house. Charlie sighed and got out of bed.

He was halfway out the door when his phone rang again. It was Jenn.

"Hey Charlie," Jenn said, "Guess what?"

"Um... Michael's buying his own food?"

"Yeah right," Jenn said, "We're not living in the twighlight zone. No. I'm sober today."

"Proud of you," Charlie said, "How about you pick Sam up from school today?"

"I'd love to," Jenn said, "and I want to take her to Disney world."

"Yeah that would be great with her OCD and your alcoholism," Charlie muttered sarcastically.

"Come on Charlie," Jenn said, "You have to say yes."
"Oh I have to say yes," Charlie said, "In that case no."
"Charlie I promised Sam."
"Why the hell would you do that," Charlie asked.
"You're gonna get mad at me aren't you," Jenn asked.
"No. I love you," Charlie said, "But I'm not very happy with what you did. You can take her but only if I come too."
"That'll work," Jenn said, "We are getting back together after all."
"Only after you've completed your program," Charlie said. He looked at his watch.
"Listen," he said, "I have to go now. I have a patient." He opened the door for his patient (who happened to be his brother.).
"Come on in," he said, "Take a seat." Alan sat down.
"Thank you Mr. Goodson," he said, "I hope I'm not too late."
"You're right on time," he said.
"Thank you," Alan said, "So if you don't mind I'd like to say that you look exactly like my brother would look like if he weren't an irresponsible water rat."
"Well they say everyone has a twin," Charlie said, "I take it you don't have a good relationship with your brother?"
"No," Alan said, "He hates me." GOD Alan, Charlie thought to himself, if only you knew how wrong you were. I love you. "Why do you think he hates you," Charlie asked.
"He's very critical of me," Alan said, "and this week is the anniversary of my firstborn's death. He won't even stay around for that. He'd rather be in Vegas."
"Well it sounds to me like he's dealing with his grief in a different way," Charlie said making a mental note to tell Alan he loves him.