The Protest.
This is the 2nd chapter to my story and I also hope you enjoy the rest of
it.
Peter leaves Quagmire behind because he has a "special someone" coming
over.
Peter continues to walk down Main Street. He arrives at the Clam and peers through the window. The place is empty. No chairs, no tables, not even a bar. The only thing left was a mop and bucket.
"Aww. Dame the only have decent place to drink around here, is shut down. For shame!" He whispers to himself.
He finds a pay-phone and calls Quagmire. He told him to met him at his house and that he was going to organize a protest. He walks home only to realize that Quagmire has gathered a bunch of friends and they already started to plan out the protest.
The work long into the after-noon. Somehow word leaked out about the protest.
Lois walked to window. She looked up and down the street and saw rows upon rows of cars.
"Peter what the hell did you start now!!" Lois screeched.
"It's a protest to re-open the Clam!" Peter said. "Isn't it great!"
"Finally father the only smart thing you did in ages" Stewie said in his British accent.
Peter continues to walk down Main Street. He arrives at the Clam and peers through the window. The place is empty. No chairs, no tables, not even a bar. The only thing left was a mop and bucket.
"Aww. Dame the only have decent place to drink around here, is shut down. For shame!" He whispers to himself.
He finds a pay-phone and calls Quagmire. He told him to met him at his house and that he was going to organize a protest. He walks home only to realize that Quagmire has gathered a bunch of friends and they already started to plan out the protest.
The work long into the after-noon. Somehow word leaked out about the protest.
Lois walked to window. She looked up and down the street and saw rows upon rows of cars.
"Peter what the hell did you start now!!" Lois screeched.
"It's a protest to re-open the Clam!" Peter said. "Isn't it great!"
"Finally father the only smart thing you did in ages" Stewie said in his British accent.