Meanwhile, Dash Lucia continued staying with the Griffins within a week and a half now, over that time she spend some time with Peter and the guys at the Drunken Clam, but Dash gotten to the point that even Peter Griffin said she may have a drinking problem. And fortunately Quaqmire couldn't do anything to take advantage of her drunken state while officer Joe Swanson was still with them.
Dash was coming home to Griffin house when she finally met Brian in the kitchen, who was gone most of her time there. Almost immediately Brian starts bragging about being a writer.
''it sold zero copies." Stewie's voice said from just off-view.
"Shut up he's lying, it sold enough. Impressive right? I mean I'm practically celebrity." Brian said his overly smug tone. But Dash doesn't even respond, and her face showing nothing but blank apathy and complete disinterest, just waiting for him to finish saying "great, so can you move now? You're blocking the tv room."
Brian sighs and steps aside, Dash going to the couch and flipping around for a cop show.
"Ha, that was a big old nothing." Stewie laughed, still sitting at the dinner table despite all the plates being away. "Hey Chris, Brian got rejected by the drunk!" Stewie yelled, Chris is heard laughing loudly from another room. "What a loser!" Chris replied.
"She didn't reject me, I just shouldn't of put her on the spot like that, I mean it's a big deal meeting 'the' Brian Griffin. I should have eased her into it."
"You were rejected, even a drunk girl had higher standards than dating you." Stewie replied.
"Hey watch it, that is a high class woman." Brian said, despite having only known her for less than a minute.
"High class, she drives a 90's Volkswagen and listens to punk music." Stewie replied.
"Better than those nursery rhymes you listen to." Brian muttered.
"Well you were still rejected."
A few days later:
Stewie comes down to Dash cooking breakfast but pouring the Jack Danials onto the cooking eggs she was cooking. Stewie saying she's already hungover from the night befor, Dash saying "takes the edge ogg".
Not wanting her to end up like Peter and Lois Stewie goes over to her and jumps up, slapping her. He doesn't seem to know that it's bad hitting girls.. Or doesn't care about that.
"Ow!"
"That wasn't nice..." Dash started but Stewie hitting her again, and than taking the bottle. "I ain't having you ain't ending up like the rest of these idiots, you wanna wake up at Quaqmire's!?"
"Who?" Dash asked, only to be slapped again.
"Your pouring whiskey onto eggs!" Stewie yelled.
"I -It's seasoned to taste." Dash said timidly, only to be slapped again.
"Couldn't you tell something was up when the fat man said you should stop!? The man lives at the bar more than he does home" Stewie cried out.
"I.. I'm not not a..."
"Your a fucking drunk!" Stewie yelled angrily. Dash breaks into to tears and falls to her knees. "It's true! It's all true!" she sobbed. Stewie finally calmed down and pats her comfortingly.
"There you go, acceptance is step one."
"He's right." Brian said, coming into the room. "it's the first step, responsibility."
Stewie: Brian abandoned his own son, by the way.
"I'm just saying, Stewie's right, acceptance is step one." Brian continued, completely avoiding Stewie's comment.
"Alright, fine, I'll go to alcoholic anonymous." Dash groaned, making them both clap in approval.
This story won't actually contain as much swearing as I usually might.. It's a bit lighter..
I'll even lower the rating for now..
