Chapter 1. Hell Comes to Quahog

The pink bow clipped her dirty blonde hair together in a pony tail, and it was a bonus that it matched her favorite white polka dotted dress. The light pink gloss on her lips tied her beauty together, and Stewie eyed her in her bedroom as she finished her book report.

"Oh God," He rolled his eyes, and went onto his business. "I'm practically stalking my neighbor." He shuffled the wheeled chair onto his desk, and began the finishing touches on his own paper. The house was usually filled with the screams and frustration of Peter and Lois, but today was one of those rare days when everyone kept to themselves.

Besides, it was going to be a good day.

Brian was coming to visit for a day, and after the day he was going to take Stewie to the city to see museums, look at Broadway shows, and take him out on elegant dances. It was a "little" thing Brian did once in a while to treat Stewie. Besides the fame and fortune, Brian still cared about his friend.

It felt odd to him, that Peter wasn't as glad to see Brian, but he shook it off as mild jealousy to his success. Denise stood beside him as Stewie rushed downstairs and into his dog's arms for an overdue hug.

The couple usually stayed at the Griffin household for a night, to catch up on some gossip, but the aroma of the household spelt out sad and depressing. Brian could no longer cheer Lois up as he used to, by claiming that she was too good for Peter. Now that he found the perfect mate for himself, Lois had the hint of regret in her mind, bitter of what could have been.

Peter, on the other hand, who was the most easily amused person Brian had ever met, looked pitiful on the couch as he flipped through channels. Brian tried to start a conversation, pointing out flaws in memorable shows, only to be shut down by a grunt.

The only reasonable thing to do was take Stewie tonight. The drive to Manhattan was well over three hours, but Stewie enjoyed this precious time. Denise even sat in the back, fiddling with her iPod so that the teen could be closer to him in the front.

They spoke about school, lovers (Stewie tried to play it off as having sex with more than five girls, which was quickly busted), and new friendships. Brian's been hanging out with some other new authors, Stewie has been getting close to his neighbor's children.

The conversations were short and idle, but they laughed along with everything and recalled memories ("remember that time we high jacked a car?"), and when they got to the penthouse, they played games and fooled around even more.

Sure, Stewie was heartbroken that this couldn't be an every night thing, but the moment he did have with Brian, he cherished all too much.