Hey! Sorry about the delay, but I recently moved and you know how it is… so here you go! Second chapter! Special thanks to my first readers and brave reviewers who go by Medge and ofirhendel. Please tell all your friends about this that watch Good Luck Charlie!

Disclaimer: I don't own Good Luck Charlie. But I think most of you know that a 13 year old girl that writes stories on fanfiction and has an odd liking for the color neon green does not own a major TV show.

TEDDY P.O.V.

"What?" PJ yelled. " I can't believe you got fired! But now how are we going to get income…or is it outcome? Or maybe it's downcome…" he mumbled thoughtfully, his voice trailing off with every possible guess to what the fancy word for money is.

"Mom, what are you going to do?" I asked her worriedly.

"Honey, I don't know," she replied. "The number one thing I need right now is advice on how to work at a job successfully without getting fired …and how to solve relationship problems," she said while sneaking a glance at Dad.

"Aw, that sucks," Gabe noted with a pout. "Can I go now?" We all turned to stare at the youngling who thought this was funny. "No, Gabe, you cannot," Dad told him forcefully. "You have to sit down with the rest of the family." Gabe then sat back down on the couch without argument when he saw Dad's shooting-daggers glare. We all then shifted our glances from Gabe to Dad. Since when was Dad such a…parent? And since when could he actually get Gabe to listen to him? This whole fired thing is really getting to him, I thought. "Dad, what's going on with you?" PJ asked, as usual a little behind on things.

"Can I just go now?" Gabe pleaded.

"No, Gabe, for the last time, YOU CAN'T!" Dad yelled.

"I have to leave for Dawn in sixty seconds!" I noted, trying to sound calm.

"What Dawn, Tewdy?" Charlie asked, big brown eyes questioning.

"Well, Charlie, it's a romantic stor-"

"Charlie, it's an idiotic movie about shirtless vampires."

"Please, Gabe, you're just jealous I actu-

While the Duncan clan minus Mom was arguing, the middle-aged blonde had sat herself down on the couch, forehead crumpled in thought. Then, realizing that she was creating wrinkles, she quickly un-scrunched but resumed her thoughtful face. Suddenly, she jumped. "I FOUND OUT HOW TO GET ADVICE!" she exclaimed.