Chapter 8: The Fight

Four days later, Hank and the rest arrived at the Griffin household. Meg seemed a bit nervous, fearing Peter would humiliate her or degrade her in some way. Hank comforted her, however, saying that he would stand up for her. He knocked at the door, and Lois opened the door. She gasped and seemed shocked when she saw Hank. "My gosh! You're-you're…"

Peter walked up. "Oh, freakin' sweet! It's Hank Hill from King of the Hill!"

"Pleasure to meet you. You already know me. This is my wife, Peggy, and this is my son, Bobby," Hank said. Meg was hiding behind them. "And I hope you know who this is."

"Meg!" exclaimed Lois.

"Now just what's the deal here? She was at the child services place, and we signed all the paperwork. It's official as it could be. I don't see why you don't know about it. How did she even get there in the first place?" Hank said. Everyone looked at Meg.

"Well, this woman drove up to me and offered me a ride and said she was from child services," Meg said.

"Child services?" Peter said. "When did that happen?"

"It was that day when you threw me out of the house," Meg sighed, bowing her head in sorrow..

"You jackass!" Hank said. He invited himself inside. "What kind of operation are you running here, anyway?" He gasped in shock when he saw the rest of the Griffins. He saw Stewie sliding down the banister with his evil ray gun, firing lasers every which way. Brian was talking to himself about politics. Meanwhile, Chris was screaming at the top of his lungs, complaining about his evil monkey, who was chasing him.

"Mr. Griffin, I have to say you are the sorriest excuse for a parent I have ever seen," Hank said. Chris was running close by, and Hank grabbed him for a moment. "I mean, look at this boy. His hair is way too long. And your boy over there is playing with a ray gun. What do you have to say about this…disastrous mess?"

"You can't talk about my kids like that!" exclaimed Peter. He then punched Hank in the cheek.

"Oh, you want to get rough with me?" Hank challenged. "Well that's just fine, 'cause I can get rough with you, too!" Hank then punched Peter hard in the chest, slamming him against the wall. Peter retaliated and swung back, hitting Hank on the head as hard as he could. Hank lifted Peter by his massive throat and swung him backwards, slamming him against the other wall.

"Oh my…stop! Please stop!" Lois cried.

Peter charged toward Hank with a fist balled. Hank grabbed Peter's fist, twisted it, and then gave Peter a hard slap on the cheek and then kicked him hard on the back. "Ow-how-how! He hit me, Lois. Make him stop!" Peter cried.

"I'm sorry for causing this trouble, ma'am, but your husband here is really unfit to be a father," Hank said.

"You can't talk to Peter like that!" Lois said, punching Hank in the chest.

"You're lucky you're a lady, 'cause if you weren't I'd wrestle you to the ground," Hank said. "Now look, I don't want to fight. Let's straighten this whole thing out." Then, Peter got up, and then, Hank and he shook hands.