Brian's Breakdown

Chapter 1

The Griffin family were sitting in the sitting room, with Lois watching the television, Peter playing with his paper aeroplane, and Meg listening to some music attempting to act casual.

"I can still here you Telez," she called out.

"Shut up Meg." I replied.

"Aha, the author totally owned Meg," screamed Peter.

"Yeah let's all kill Meg!" screeched Chris, jumping onto the sofa and retrieving a gun and starting to shoot around the house.

"Look buddy, can you stop saying what we are doing."

"But that's English Literature,"

"Yeah, no-one gives a damn about English Literature anymore." "That's why you see people on FanFiction posting stories that have grammar issues, because no-one gives a damn about English Literature."

"Oh."

"Yep."

"Look Buddy, just continue with the story about me so the readers don't get bored of this ridiculous conversation on English Language," stated Brian.

"Okay, okay," I said.

"But can we talk later Brian?" I asked.

"Yeah, sure." He replied.

"Ok then, where was I?"

"Oh yes."

The Griffin family were in the sitting room, Brian was watching the television, Meg settling down next to Brian, and Lois was tending to Stewie.
"You are a cute little boy, aren't you Stewie?" she cried.

"Damn you vial women, I will get my revenge."

"Yeah, no-one gives a damn about that line anymore Stewie," stated Brian.

"Yeah Stewie, I really don't give a damn about that line anymore" said Lois, with her casual expression.

"When did you know that Stewie could talk Brian?" asked Lois.

"Like, when Family Guy had started," said Brian.

"Damn, I need to catch up," said Lois.

"I think you do."

"Hey Lois, I'm just going to the clam, apparently they have got this new type of beer that keeps people addicted to it."

"Oh, have fun."

"I won't! I'm going to show those idiots that there is not a beer that can make you addicted to it in ten seconds!" cried Brian.

"Good for you."

Brian got into his Toyota Primus and drove down to the Clam, where Peter was already. He entered the Clam, and saw Joe, Cleveland and Quagmire and Peter in one of the booths. He figured that he should ignore Peter, since he is usually more annoying than he is sober. Peter struggled to get up and kept falling down as he staggered towards Brian. Then he cried out something.

"Oh h-h-hey B-r-a-i-n-i" he cried.

Brian turned around on his barstool and ignored him, and asked Horace for the special addictive drink that will 'make you addicted to it long-term'. Yeah right, as if the brewery would invent something that could kill you. It's against society's free will, so they couldn't – or could they?

Horace passed over the so called 'highly addictive' drink, and Brian gulped it down in one go. Horace recommended that Brian drunk it steadily, considering the fact that it was highly addictive. But Brian drunk it all in one go, and slammed it on the table.

"See, not addicted to it."

"And to prove it too you, I will take another one of them please."

Brian snatched the Drink of Horace, and drunk all of it in 1 minute. Horace looked at Brian worryingly, since Brian started to look a bit like a person that belonged in a asylum.

"More!" screamed Brian.

"No Brian, you have had enough," said Horace.

"I will not ask you again, more!" he cried.

But then Brian did something extraordinary, he picked up his bottle and threw it at the bottles behind Horace.

Joe approached Brian and arrested him for assault and breach of the peace. Brian consistently insulted Joe about him being handy-capped. But Joe just ignored him, and got on with his job. Joe threw him into a cell and shouted something at him.

"You are not coming out into you sober up, Brian!"

Remember to R&R!