A/N: Hello Everybody! Back with another chapter of Choosing Fathers thanks for the reviews and telling me I repeated the story :)

As much as she tried to forget the question it came back and haunted her. As much as she tried to suppress the thought with alcohol she only ended up puking. Meg sat on her bed feeling both nauseous and confused. Of all the times Peter had to be serious it was in a jail cell staring at her awaiting her answer but she never responded. Meg still hadn't given Peter an answer not like he had asked the question again. Peter was busy being Peter. Doing things that were completing crazy and getting away with it. Like having a water park in the backyard.

"Hey Meg coming to the water park?"

Meg looked up only to scream. She didn't mean to scream it was just creepy how she was thinking of Peter one minute then he mysteriously shows up in her room the next.

"How did you-" Meg tried to say.

"I have magical powers" Peter said twisting his hands around the invisible ball.

"My crystal ball is telling me you're stressed about something"

Meg chuckled. Sure it did. She believed in a crystal ball as much as kids believe in Red Bull. But the strange thing was Peter was right. She was stressed about something. But how did he know? Reading her mind Peter smiled laughing sheepishly.

"I read your diary"

"I have no privacy"

"So does every teenager in the world, what makes you special?"

"I have to fathers I have to choose between"

Meg gasped. She immediately regretted her words. Peter looked away replying with a silent oh. Meg felt bad as Peter left her room. He would get over it would he? On to the next more exiting adventure right? Meg went head first into the pillow started crying for the first time in forever. It wasn't supposed to be like this. Brian who happened to be passing her room. Stopped when he heard her crying. Brian walked into her room and sat on her bed.

"What's with the tears?"

"I said there was an empty spot in my heart to find a father I didn't have"

"Aw"

"But I only did it because I was jealous that everyone had a step-parent but me"

"Aw"

"Did you hear me?"

Brain repeated word for word. Chris overhearing walked into the room. Brian still didn't get it. Chris repeated. Both looked at each other with shock looks.

"Wait! What?'

Meg hung her head low as she walked down the hallway escorted by Brian and Chris. Stewie and Rupert threw things at her while singing "You are not one of us" The perfect exile song. Stan coming out the kitchen looked at the threesome curiously.

"What's going on and why is Meg handcuffed?" Stan asked.

"Were doing what we should of done years ago EXILE" Chris yelled.

"Touch one part of her beanie hat head and it will be your last"

You would think that Stan would be the one threatening to save his daughter. Normally it would be. But this is a family guy story hence the abnormal.

"I thought you were dead" Chris said.

"I thought you going to try Blow flex?" Evil monkey asked.

A sword fight broke out between them. Meg watched entertained while Stan used his lock picking skills to free her. Silently they slipped away without a trace. In a secret place that can't be revealed both sat down and began to talk.

"It's true, I didn't know anything about you I was just jealous of Connie"

"Well I'm disappointed but also glad, I'm glad I met you Meg"

"Yeah, this brings me to something else. The week is almost over I have to make my decion soon"

"Whoever you choose I will not hold it against you" Stan joked.

But Meg didn't laugh. It wasn't that easy. She wished it was but it wasn't. It was like choosing between Clark and Lex, Edward and Jacob. In a father kind of way. Meg looked at Stan and gasped. Stan found himself at the end of a sword. Peter smiled. He slapped Stan. Meg watched covering her eyes.

"Duel winner gets to keep Meg" Peter said throwing him a bloody sword.

Stan caught it in his hand. "This makes no sense"

"Neither does cosmic-ray particles"

Stan giving into Peter's ways decided to go along with his fight. To Meg's surprise Stan was actually good at sword fighting. She watched closely not interfering even when she swore she saw blood.

"Peter what the hell are you doing now?" Lois asked.

"Doing something I should have done a long time ago"

"Kill Meg?"

"Kill Stan"

They continued to fight until Stan's sword fell. Peter laughed. Picking up the two swords mockingly above his head. Using them like drumsticks on Stan's head. Meg couldn't take it anymore. First she thought it was one of Peter's crazy moments but this was going too far. She took a deep breath. She knew who she was going to choose.

"Enough! I have made my decion!"

Peter and Stan stopped their fighting and turned to Meg waiting for her answer.

"I choose you-"

A/N: Pikachu? Hope you enjoyed this chapter of Choosing Fathers everybody :)