A/n: hey guys this is flutetenorsaxplayer2008 and I am writing this chapter for familyguyfreak101. She doesn't have a computer that has internet access all the time like I do so she gave me her password to help her out. I am in no way taking over her story, I plan on only helping when she asks, so other than those specific reasons she will be writing the stories. I am just helping. Plus in the meantime you can also check out my profile :) just check her favorites and look for my name ;)

Stewie POV:

There was one thing that I needed to to earn some extra cash. I was going to have to find a job. I wasn't going to be a paper boy like Chris. I didn't want to have to deal with Herbert. Or as everyone knew him as, Herbert the pervert. But as luck would have it, even that job wasn't available.

I had heard Lois talking to Fatman about how grandpa needed someone to help work at the country club. I knew that this was a sign that I needed to jump at and take it.

"Lois, I could work at the country club for grandpa."

"Aw that is so sweet of you honey. Let me go call Daddy and let him know to expect you tomorrow."

I had just realized that I offered to work with grandpa, I liked grandpa don't get me wrong. It was just he gave Fatman a hard time, and I have become protective of my family.

The following day my dad was driving me over to the country club to meet with Grandpa Pewterschmidt. But before I got out of the car Fatman handed me his shotgun. I asked him why in god's name do I need this for.

"You can use it if someone gives you trouble."

"Why in the hell would I want that?"

"In case the maids sexually harrass you or if grandpa annoys you to much."

Then there was awkward silence for about five minutes then we both bursted into laughter. Don't get me wrong I love my dad, but why would I kill my grandfather? I mean sure, he was a pain in the ass, but he was giving me this job. I would have to be on my best behavior.

"Hey Stewie, if you're lucky maybe Mr. Pewterschmidt will hire as the towel boy." I told him that I hoped so, but I will take whatever they hand to me. "Stewie, don't let them make you think any less of yourself. They are just like us, but with a lot more money. And they have better houses, have better food, better-"

"Dad, I get it. I won't let them walk all over me. If you and mom taught me anything it's that I have to stand up for myself."

I was rather surprised with my dad's reasoning. He actually made since. I mean I am his youngest child. Then it clicked why he wanted me to be a towel boy. When he was a little older than I was he was a towel boy here. This is the same place that he and Lois fel in love.

I know that my dad isn't the most smart person in the world, or the most handsome, or sensible-, but i'm starting to ramble. Point is that I looked up to my dad that he always knew how to make me laugh, even if it caused someone else pain.

"Dad, I'm going to be fine. I am not going to let them hurt me, emotionally or physically."

"I know Stewie, I just don't want to see you get hurt."

He was actually worried about me that was a bit odd. But I felt honored that he really did care about me.

"Because if anyone hurts you Stewie, it's going to become Pewterschmidt hunting season."

I chuckled to myself. My dad could be a bit irrational at times, but I've come to realize it's because he cares a lot.

Little did I know that later on I would get a live example of how much he cared about me.

A/N: ok, ok, ok. I know that that was somewhat short, but I tried to stretch out what she had written down, without going too far from what she wanted to happen. So as times go on I will occasionally step in and help out familyguyfreak101. She will still have her own stories. I am just going to be typing them out for her. :) and the next chapter should be up in a couple of hours. she has a lot ready, I am getting ready to text her and ask what she wants me to do after the next chapter :)