(Due to the shows being used, there will be lots of dark, dirty, racist, and sexist jokes in this story. Viewer discretion is advised.)

The scene opens to a relatively normal house on Spooner St in Quahog, Rhode Island. Inside of the house is the Griffin family, which consists of a mother, father, daughter, older son, baby son, and dog.

The Brown family, which consists of a mother, father, daughter, older son, and toddler son

The Swanson family, which consists of a mother, father, older son, and baby daughter

And the Quagmire family, which consists of a mother, another mother, a son, and a daughter at the moment.

The wife of Peter Griffin, Lois Griffin, is currently yelling at her husband. Lois is an incredibly beautiful middle aged woman with orange hair, blue eyes, and milky skin. Her attire consists of a blue-green shirt, beige pants, and red shoes. These clothes however do nothing to hide her curvy figure with milky breasts, a thin waist, and a round ass. Most people who see her wonder how she ever married someone like her husband, who's a fat idiotic slob with no care for others around him. 

Lois: Peter, this is gonna cost us a fortune! Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a mechanic who isn't tired of us!?

Peter just crosses his arms and huffs. Not too long ago, he came home drunk and crashed the car into a tree. The tree did have a crack in it, but the front of the car was smashed in. He also took Brian's car for a joyride and crashed it into a metal pole. The pole itself was undamaged with a slight bent, but the car was a different story. This is the first time Peter crashed Brian's car but he crashed the family car a numerous amount of times. Thanks to this, nearly every mechanic in town denies to fix their cars since the damage sometimes requires them to enlist specialists, which costs the mechanics a large amount of money.

Peter: Just ask your dad for money. 

Lois grits her teeth. While she does come from a rich background, she hates asking her father for money. Not only does it make her feel like she can't do anything, but her dad also hates giving money if it's because of Peter.

Brian: Actually, I know a place with some amazing mechanics with actual ASE Certifications. 

Lois smiles at her dog with a relieved look. At this point, she's willing to try anything to get her family's car fixed and hopes this mechanic will last longer than the others. Peter however chimes in with his usual stupid remarks.

Peter: We don't need a fancy "certified" mechanic to fix the car. Just ask the guys down the street.

Lois: Shut it Peter. I don't wanna hear another word from you until the car gets fixed. 

The Griffins, Swansons, and Browns go to the mechanic after calling a towing company for both vehicles. It takes a bit of time as the mechanic is located a few miles away and in the outskirts of Quahog. Despite the state being in the Northeast region, this area resembles the Southwest with a rural landscape with a few houses scattered here and there. The truck leads them to a fairly large Mechanic shop with a sign that says "Heavy Metal Autos". The tow truck backs up and a few workers help load them off, but struggle due to the damage and weight of the vehicles. The families walk into the auto shop to see that it has some modern elements, but mostly the vintage aesthetic you would see in movies. There are a few cars here and there as well as parts and tools in random yet organized places. There's not many workers in the place, and the ones who are seem to be middle aged bikers and trucker like men. Their work outfits are black to gray coveralls with band patches sewn onto them and a name tag on the left breasts with work boots.

 ???: Sorry about that, didn't hear you all come in.

The woman who walks up to them is fairly tall for someone her age, standing at 6'2. Her hair is a shiny grayish-white color, as if it's been like that her whole life, and reaches between her shoulders. Her eyes are a golden color with tattoo under the left and an eyepatch over the right. Her brown skin is lightly covered in wrinkles, making it hard to tell how old she really is. The woman's attire consists of a white tank top that shows off her toned and scarred arms, black overalls, and steel-toe work boots.

Woman: Name's Dolores, Dolores Diablos.

Peter: Yeah can we speak to the owner of this place? Some idiot destroyed my wife and friends cars.

Woman: You're looking at her pal.

Peter: Nice joke, but women don't know anything about cars.

One of the male workers didn't take too kindly to the fat man's remark and walks up to him menacingly with a tire iron. He's an Caucasian obese looking man with fairly defined muscles and blonde hair. Said hair is styled into a long braid with shaved sides and his beard goes to his chest and is styled into two braids. The man also has a Norse hammer tattoo on the right side of his head.

Worker: Watch it fatass. I'm more than willing to bust your kneecaps wide the fuck open.

Dolores puts her hand on the man's shoulder. 

Dolores: Don't worry about it Thor, he's a lost cause.

Thor: Then who's gonna fix their cars?

Dolores: I'll ask Bek to do it, he'll be willing to make some extra cash.

Thor nods and goes back to tinkering with a car. Dolores motions the customers to follow her, which they do and she leads them to a black Muscle car. Said car is on a 4 post lift and isn't that high in the air, but it's high enough for someone to work under it comfortably while on their back. The hood is open, revealing a 8 cylinders in the engine block.

A pair of boot clad feet can be seen under the car and a ratcheting noise can be heard under it. Dolores bangs on top of the car. Not enough to dent it, but enough to make an audible noise. 

Dolores: Hey Bek, got some customers here for ya.

The person comes from under the car while on a creeper. He's an African American teenager with a skin tone darker than Dolores. His grayish black hair is styled into an undercut with dreadlocks with some of the tips fading into white. On his dreadlocks are black rings varying in size, length, number, and design. Over his left blue eye is a scar as well as a scar on the edge of the left side of his lip. He has 3 piercings on each ear in the form of 2 cuffs and 1 stud. You can tell he's a teenager, about 16-18.

What surprises the guests however is his build. His overall appearance and menacing aura is only enhanced by the scars and tattoos that decorate his body. Bek gets up and puts his hands on his hips.

Dolores: This is my 17 year old grandson, Bek. Also, where the hell is your shirt boy?

Bek: Took it off because it got uncomfortable. Anyways, what am I suppose to be fixing?

Dolores leads Bek to the wrecked vehicles. He groans when he sees them.

Bek: Why are they still on the truck? What's the point of having those stupid city slicker lube technicians if they can't do anything right?

Frustrated, Bek unloads the cars himself. Much to their shock, Bek moves the cars with ease. After putting them onto the spare 4 post lifts, he assesses the damage while reading the owner's manuals. Chuckling, he writes a few things down on a clipboard and while performing a full body inspection. He hands them to the owners of both vehicles, and the cost makes their eyes bulge.

Bek: The number in black ink represents how the cost to fix them to their normal condition. The blue however is how much it'll cost to put them at peak condition cause there was a lot of problems with them both. 

Peter: $2500 just to fix a car?!?

Bek: That's only because it's crashed. The Prius is only $1500 because it isn't that bad. Plus, it only needs a few spark plugs replaced and a new tire.

Peter: You people love to squeeze money out of us don't you.

Before anyone can retort, Lois tries to diffuse the situation.

Lois: Can you tell us why exactly what do you mean by peak condition?

Bek sees what she's doing and leads her to the car.

Bek: Well, your 1975 Ford LTD Station Wagon is in need of some maintenance. You need new spark plugs, the drive belt is worn out, the thermostat is in need of replacement, your radiator hoses are basically lizard skin, somebody replaced your gasket plug with a cork, and your muffler not only has holes in it, but it's taped on and isn't even connected. 

Lois: Peter, haven't you been taking the car to get checked on?!

Peter: He charged me too much and I needed the money to go to the Clam.

Lois says nothing and takes out her checkbook. After writing the checks down, she rips them off and hands them to Dolores. Said woman takes the checks and puts them into her pockets before nodding to Bek. Bek nods and yells at the resting workers.

Bek: Speed Demon, Mudflap, Grease Monkey, Road Hog, we got work to do!

4 men rush to the cars with tools and start taking apart the broken portions. Bek gets to work as well, leaving Dolores with the customers.

Dolores: If you want, you can come and check on the progress every day.

The customers leave after Lois thanks them.

Timeskip
2 days later
Lois checked on the cars earlier today. They're fixed but since she payed for a tune up, they'll come later in the day. Lois is currently chatting with 2 of her friends in the living room.

Francine Smith

Donna Tubbs-Brown

Francine: Well they were nice enough to not charge you for everything the car needs straight away.

Donna: Mmhm, most mechanics wouldn't tell you about any of that.

Lois: He was a nice young man, handsome too.

Donna: Ain't that the truth. You think he's into older women?

Lois: Donna!

Donna: Don't be such a prude Lois, I saw how you was looking at that boy. Plus did you see those abs and arms, looked like he could strangle a bear.

Francine: Looks like someone is moving into the neighborhood. Right next to your house Donna. 

Both mothers look outside to see a U-Haul and 2 trucks with Brian's Prius and the Griffin family Station Wagon. Dolores steps out of the U-Haul and Bek come out of the car he was working on at the shop 2 days ago. The house itself is a fairly large one with a large garage that splits itself by two doors, one tall and the other one wide.

This house is more expensive due to its size and larger backyard compared to the other houses. Dolores and Bek along with some of the other workers from the auto shop are unloading furniture into the house. Due to their strength and work ethic, the job takes them no time at all. Donna walks to the door, prompting Francine to do the same.

Donna: I got a chocolate cake they can have.

Francine: I have some freshly made muffins I'll use as a house warming gift.

Lois: Luckily I baked some fresh cookies, those might make a good welcome gift.

All three women get their baked goods in order to meet their new neighbors. After that, the Griffin, Brown, and Smith families walk up to the house after the U-Haul trucks are finished. Bek can be seen putting the finishing touches on the Griffin family car in the form of a new tire as the old ones were worn out. After putting on the tire and closing his tool box, Bek wipes the sweat from his forehead and notices the neighbors. He notices a man in a blue suit with a black tie, black shoes, and an abnormally large chin smile proudly. 

Bek: Sup?

Chin: See Steve, this is what you should strive to be. A young working man who strives to improve his trade at any opportunity

Bek: Seriously, who are you?

???: Can you be nice to new people for one damn second? 

Bek: Shut the hell up rain cloud.

Everyone looks to see an attractive girl leaning against the doorway. The nerdy son, who Bek found out is Steve, struts to the dark skinned girl with a pep in his step.

Steve: Name's Steve Smith, but you can call me anytime.

The girl looks at Steve with a confused look before scoffing. 

Girl: Look squirt, you aren't my type. And that pickup line is older than someone's dad.

Bek: And you say I'm the mean one.

Dolores: Bek, Monroe, stop arguing and lets welcome our guests properly. 

Both siblings groan before leading the guests into the living room. There, all three white haired African Americans stand in front of them.

Dolores: As some already know, my name is Dolores Diablos. I'm 61 years old and I own a mechanic workshop that doubles as an auto shop. These two knuckleheads are my annoying but helpful grandkids.

Bek: Names Bek. I'm 17, I love Metal music, and I work with my grandma and grandpa at their businesses. Currently, I'm studying to become an Automotive, Diesel, Heavy Equipment, Aircraft, and Marine Technician.

Monroe: I'm Monroe Diablos. I'm 17, adopted, and I enjoy studying the weather. Currently, I'm studying hair styling, makeup, and fashion.

Everyone introduces themselves as Bek stretches. Due to him wearing a short sleeved shirt, his tattoo is visible when he crosses his arms. The symbols on it make Stan's eyes widen in shock.

Stan: Atheist!

Bek: Huh?

Stan: You stay away from my family. I will not let you taint them with our Satanist views.

Bek: My tattoo isn't demonic or Satanist you ass, they each represent something different. The Pentagram wards off evil, the Sulfur is just there, and the Sigil of Lucifer is because I see Satan as a metaphor for what people want to oppress.

Dolores: We're having a barbecue and pool party to celebrate a successful move, would you all like to come?

The women smile and nod, much to the chagrin of Stan and Peter.

Lois: Do you mind if we cook and bring dishes like a potluck?

Dolores: Not at all. In fact, all three of us would appreciate it. 

Timeskip
The Diablos family home not only has a big backyard, but also an in-ground pool. Almost the entire neighborhood had been invited, so Dolores more than she usually does. Despite not being into cooking heavy careers, Bek and Monroe are pretty good cooks and helped their grandmother cook for the BBQ. Since he was here, Thor decided to be the grillmaster, much to Bek's joy. Everyone decided to wear their own swimsuits as Dolores decided to turn it into a BBQ and pool party, but Bek and Monroe's suits gained the most positive reactions.

Monroe: Are you trying to be a homewrecker?

Bek: Not as much as you Ms. Slingshot bikini.

Bek hears a gagging noise. Not the choking kind, but the kind where you eat something disgusting. Looking around, Bek sees Peter spitting something into the trash. In his hand is a plate with Baked Beans, 3 Ribs, and some Potato Salad.

Peter: Don't you people know how to make actual Potato Salad?!

Dolores: As a matter of fact, yes I do. Been making it the same way since I was a kid.

Peter: Well clearly you need some cooking classes because you didn't add the best ingredient.

Peter dumps a box of raisins into Dolore's Potato Salad, making the Diablos family, the Brown family, Jerome, and Thor's eyes widen. To the Griffin and Swansons, Peter only said the food was bad, but the Black guests and Thor truly knows how bad Peter fucked up. Peter dips his spoon into the Potato Salad before eating it. After swallowing, he smiles.

Peter: Now that's some good food.

Bek: I'm gonna fry this fat tub of lard.

Monroe: Just scare him, no need for blood.

Bek sighs before quite literally going onto all fours. Everyone is confused at his action but what happens next leaves them speechless.

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Dolores chuckles at her grandson, prompting everyone to look at her.

Dolores: Guess the cat's out of the bag, or dog in this case. Anyways, both of my grandkids are mutants. Monroe can manipulate the weather to an extent while Bek is a shapeshifter.

By this point, Peter passed out from fear. Everyone simply ignores it as Bek transforms back, but he kept the wolf ears and tail. Several of the women present look at him while he sleeps under the shade of a tree, some even take pictures of him and pet him like a dog.

Timeskip
The neighbors leave as Bek and Monroe clean up. Francine and Lois decided to stay back and help the teenagers as a thank you for the party.

Bek: You both didn't have to do this.

Francine: We wanted to. Also Bek I know this is sudden, but can you take a look at my car? My husband refuses to take it to the shop and claims he'll fix it, but he doesn't know what he's doing.

Bek: Sure, working on cars is my passion and I'll be happy to do so.

Francine smiles at the young man's work ethic and willingness to help. Eventually, they finish cleaning up and the mothers leave. Bek and Monroe retire to their rooms and Bek looks at his ceiling with a smile.

Bek: I think I'm gonna like it here, especially with those fuckmeat milfs. Seems like they're neglected in some way, so I think I can give them the loving they need. 

(Thought this was published like a month ago)