Here's chapter 2! I edited this story so it would look less like a script. Anyway, I hope you find it okay.

Chapter 2: Intervention

Quagmire felt dizzy as he tried to come around. Once he woke up, he saw that he was in the Griffens living room and most of his friends were glaring down at him. As you guessed, Quagmire has no idea what's in store for him.

Quagmire moaned as he came around, "Ohhh...what happened? Where am I? Did I get drunk?"

Then, Joe punched him in the gut!

Joe looked pretty mad, "No! You did no get drunk, you son of a bitch!"

Quagmire was in pain, "OW! What the hell is wrong with you guys? What did I ever do to you?"

Lois approached him.

Lois glared as she spoke to Quagmire, "It's not what you did to us, Glenn; It's what you've done to poor Brian! How could you hurt him like that?"

Quagmire was confused, "What are you talking about, Lois? Brian is the worst dog that I've ever me-"

Suddenly, Cleveland grabbed his shirt and pulled him up until their eyes met.

Cleveland became very serious, "That's enough of that! I don't enjoy scolding you Quagmire, but you've done so many terrible things to Brian that it makes me want to rip a book in half."

He lets go as it was Bruces' turn to speak.

Bruce spoke softly as usual, "Now Glenn, I know that you have a grudge against Brian, but we're all gonna try and help you settle this as calmly as possible. Okay, now tell us why you hated Brian. Hmmm?"

The man had no choice but to at least cooperate with his friends and neighbors in order to avoid a fight. So, he started to explain.

Quagmire became calm, "Well, I think that's it's disgusting about he hits on Lois all the time."

Peter disagreed with him, "Aw, come on! Look who's talking, Mr. peeping tom!"

Lois nodded to her husband, "Peter's right. You watched me go to the bathroom; you tried to drug me on a date; you've always attempted to have sex with me behind my husbands back; and you're making a model of me out of a sex dummy! At least Brian treats me with respect and makes me laugh. What else?"

He rubbed the back of his neck and looked a little embarrased.

Quagmire continued with his list of reason, "I've also said he disrespects his best friend by using the lawn as a bathroom."

Lois sighed in disgust, "That's no reason to be mean. I'll admit it is nasty when he does that, but he's a dog! All dogs do that, Glenn! It's just no excuse whatsoever."

Quagmire sighed a little deeply, "I said that he doesn't pay for anything and when he says he'll do it later, he never does."

Peter scoffed at his friend, "Huh! That's a bunch of bull! Lois and I have seen him help with our finances and pays some of our bills."

Quagmire sat up a bit more as he continued to tell his friends how he felt.

Quagmire spoke up a little, "I've said that he dates only bimbos and never really loves them."

Cleveland shook his head in disbelief, "That's nothing compared to all that you've seduced, Glenn. You've hit on Meg, Bonnie, and my wife Loretta, before and after she died; I know I forgave you, but it still hurts me deep."

Bonnie agreed with Cleveland, "That's true. Not to mention all the women that you've drugged and deceived with your so-called charm. And you're not always honest about it; Brian's the one who acts like a gentleman to the women he sleeps with, while you never care for any women at all."

For once, Quagmire started to feel something; a different kind of feeling that he hadn't felt in a long time. You can say he feels...guilty.

Quagmire felt kind of uneasy: "I've told him that...he's a bad writer and he always lectures people with...stupid facts about stupid books."

Tom Tucker frowned at the man, "Quagmire, that just means he likes to talk about what he read and what he likes. And yes, he is a bad writer; but, at least he's trying to do something. Sure, we may laugh at his work, but at least we praise him for making an effort as a writer. Unlike you, who hardly reads anything except porn magazines. Back to you, Glenn."

Quagmire moaned slightly once again, "I did mention that he never works for anything and he's stupid about not having a religion and not believing in God."

Seamus just glared at him, "Arggh. Come on, we hardly see you work at the airport nowadays and I think you only do it because you want to get laid more. And, besides, religion is not for everyone; there are a lot of people today who don't have religion either. Just because Brian doesn't believe in anything, that doesn't mean that you can treat him like scurvy."

Quagmire spoke softly, "I've said that he's failed college and he a failure as a father."

Joe sighed in disgust, "What about you? Nearly everytime that you've gotten laid, you never wear a freaking condem. Remember little Anna Lee? At least Brian tried to be a good father, even though he got a little overprotective. He also tried his best to pass college and go through careers, unlike you Mr.I-Do-Nothing-But-Have-Sex-With-Every-Woman-I-Meet." That's true.

Quagmire was feeling a lot of guilt coming from all that his friends said. But, it's not over yet.

Adam West spoke in a serious tone, "Are you getting this, Quagmire? All of your hate proves that you're nothing more than a selfish hypocrate who hurts dogs. But, I think the most awful thing you did...was beating up Brian for no reason." Here comes the final blow.

Peter nodded at the comment, "That's right. That's when Brian slept with your dad after he had the sex change; look, even though Lois and I found it funny at first, but then we realized that he never knew about your dad, much less about the operation or anything. You even threatened to kill him if he ever came to your house again! What the heck is wrong with you? I don't beat you up and threaten to kill you, do I? Do I?" Quagmire just sank into the couch when Peter got up in his face.

Mort glared at the nervous Quagmire, "Yeah! Plus, when he came to my store for some medical supplies, he was a bloody mess! I asked him what happened, but he told me that he fell down the stairs; but, I never would have guessed that it was you who did all that damage to him."

Tom Tucker wanted to add something else, "Also, I heard that you were hard on Brian about him talking about your relatives. Listen, he didn't know that your sister was hiding; he never knew about your deaf brother; and he certainly didn't know about your niece having cancer. You shouldn't have yelled at him for things he didn't know."

Lois got really mad, "And let's not forget about last night. Brian may have used your old girlfriend to get back at you for your dating class gone wrong, but you used Jillian to get at him; but, the worst thing is when you backed up your car when Brian walked away! What were you thinking? You could have killed him, Glenn!"

That really hit him. He never realized that he caused Brian so much pain. All he did was throw his hate at his former friend; now all his friends are mad at him.

Quagmire felt extremely guilty: "I'm...I'm sorry. I never meant to be so cruel to him. Guys, is there..is there anyway that you can forgive me? Please, I'll be better to Brian, I promise!" He's finally seen the light.

Lois, however, was unconvinced by the promise, "That's not enough, Glenn. I've been thinking about pressing charges about last night and the day before. However, if you talk to Brian and apologize about your outrageous behavior, we might forgive you."

Quagmire nodded at her, "Okay. I'll go up to Brian and say I'm sorry. I promise."

Lois sighed deeply as she agreed, "Good. But, this is your last chance Glenn."

Joe stared at him, "Right. If he doesn't forgive you, I'll have no choice but to take you downtown."

Quagmire said quietly, "Alright. I'll go."

He got up from the couch and slowly made his way to the stairs. As he started to walk up, his guilt grew higher and higher with each step. As he reaches the top, he played one question over and over in his mind: "Will Brian ever forgive me?" Find out in the next chapter.

To Be Continued...

End Chapter 2