The next day Meg got a called to the principal's office. She was always getting called to the principal's office, if anything just so the principal and all the secretaries could make fun of her and throw spitballs. The administration was sometimes worse than her peers.

Walking in the office, she was expecting the Principal to be sitting in his chair with a cigar in his mouth; instead she found Brian dressed in his Batman costume. "Brian?" Meg asked curiously and also a little embarrassed, "What are you doing here? And why are you dressed in that ridiculous costume?" Brian was casually sitting in the principal's chair, his feet were crossed on top of the desk as if he owned the place and for exactly one hour, he did. "Who's Brian?" Brian asked in his scratchy Batman voice, "I'm Batdog, Defender of Quahog and protector of the weak!" Meg rolled her eyes; she obviously wasn't having any of this today.

"I have to get to class Brian" Meg said as she made her way towards the door.

Brian immediately rushed over and closed the door before Meg could step through, "Classes don't exist today" Brian said, now speaking normally.

"What are you talking about?" Meg asked, "What did you do?"

Brian laughed playfully, "You'll never know how many strings I had to pull to do this. But I cancelled all of your classes for the next few days."

Meg looked at Brian in shock, "Brian! I have three exams with three of the hardest teachers in the whole school! I can't miss a single day of school."

Brian laughed again and gestured to himself, "Batdog took care of it Meg. He did all of your exams, all of your homework and everything down to signing that trip to Europe that you wanted to go to so badly."

"That trip cost $5,000, Brian" Meg replied stoically, "How did you get that money?"

"You don't have to thank me Meg" Brian said brushing it off as it were no big deal.

"That still doesn't answer my question Brian. Where did you get the money for Europe?" Meg said sternly, her face tried and ready to face ridicule from her peers that she would inevitably face.

Brian finally caved and relented, "I sold my car" Brian answered, "and my computer...and my collar...and my priceless collection of Frank Sinatra albums...and my gold tooth." Meg had a hard time believing him when he listed all the things he sold for he was smiling the entire time and his eyes told her that he was messing her.

"Are you serious?" Meg asked for clarification, "Do I sound serious?" Brian asked, reverting to his Batman voice, "Not particularly" Meg answered, "Then I'm not serious" Brian replied, "Now come on, to the Dogmoblie!" Brian rushed out of the principal's office, shouting like a banshee and generally acting like an idiot while Meg looked on in disbelief. "Batdog- Defender of Quahog and protector of the weak" Brian screamed as loud as he could as he passed every room on his way out the door, "Have no fear, for whenever Batdog is near, danger runs...in fear!"

Brian knew that he was being an idiot and he knew that everyone he passed was laughing at him but at the moment Brian didn't really care. All he wanted was a smile from the girl he thought looked prettier without her hat on, and if that meant acting like a nut, then that's what he would do. Meg walked outside if only to see where Brian was going only to find that Brian was heading towards a literal Batmoblie with the words "Dogmoblie" spray painted in white on the side.

"Well what are you waiting for?" Brian asked as he reached the car, "Get in."

Meg stared at Brian with confusion, "Why do you have a Batmoblie?" she asked.

"Its Dogmoblie" Brian answered, "I'm Batdog. I have a Dogmoblie, it's not complicated."

Meg sighed, she couldn't believe that Brian was resorting to this, Brian could sense this and laughed, "Alright here's the deal" Brian began again, "I'll stop the Batdog thing if you laugh." Meg shook her head, "I don't feel like laughing Brian. I'm not in the mood."

Brian sighed and took off his mask, "What do you want me to do?" he asked, practically begging, "I got you out of classes, I paid for your trip. I sold my car, my computer-" Meg stopped him midsentence, "Wait? You were telling the truth?" Brian nodded, "Do you know how expensive Europe is?" Brian asked rhetorically, "I'm up to my ankles in debt. I'll be dead fifty years before I'll have enough money to pay it off."

Brian walked over to Meg and hugged her as tight as he could, "But you know what?" Brian continued, "It'll all be worth it just to see you smile Meg, just to see you happy." Meg returned the gesture but said nothing, her face stoic as ever, it was like talking to stone. Meg slowly entered the car and patiently waited for Brian to get in to drive her home. The drive back was spent in complete silence.