Riley PoV
Disclaimer time: I DO NOT own anything in this story, all credit goes to the creator of Boondocks
My first attempt at a Boondocks story :) let me know wat u think I already have more chapters to post so if this gets good reviews they'll surely follow.
(Rated M for later chapters)
Riley was awaken from his deep sleep by the sound of his phone vibrating loudly against the hard wood of his nightstand.
"Who da hell callin me this early?" Riley reached for his phone grabbing it, he looked and grimaced at the name on the screen "Hatin ass Nigga".
Riley pressed the small green symbol and held it up to his ear "Whatchu you want nigga?"
After a few seconds Huey's voice came from the other end "It's not my fault you never get your lazy ass out of bed like normal people."
"Shuddup punk!" "you better have a DAMN good reason for wakin me up dis early."
Huey let out a sigh already being irritated by his brothers attitude. "Jasmine and I are going to the mall this afternoon an your going with us".
There was a dead silence for a few seconds before Riley's booming voice caused Huey to remove the phone from his own ear. "Nigga fuck you! Im not going to some stupid ass mall just to hang out whichu and your hoe!"
"One, dont call her a hoe, two, your going with us if I have to come back to Grandads and drag you out." Before Riley could muster a comeback he heard Hueys phone smack shut as the call ended.
Riley pitched his phone onto the night stand and groaned as he stood up out of bed. He began to stretch out his arms as he made his way to the bathroom. "That nigga lost his damn mind, wakin me up and tellin me some bullshit bout going to the mall."
After shaving and tossing on a wife-beater and a pair of day-old jeans Riley came back into his room sitting down at the computer desk and firing up his recently purchased desktop. Riley now had the freeman brothers old room to himself, Huey recently moving out of Grandads house and taking up residence in an apartment with Ceaser. He scrolled through some emails before checking his Facebook, to his disappointment he found nothing new.
Just before making his way out of the bedroom he was greeted ,as if on cue, by his Grandads voice. "BOOOOY! Get yo lazy ass down here!"
Riley groaned again turning towards the stairs "If one more nigga calls me lazy they gonna be lookin fo' their teeth all over da ground." When he reached the kitchen where he had heard Grandads voice come from, he grabbed a can of Monster from the fridge before sitting down at the table.
Even after eight years Robert Freeman hadn't changed a bit, he was standing beside Riley with a glass of his 'special' orange juice "I need you to take yo raggidy ass down to the store and pick me up more orange juice."
Riley stared up at his Grandad, giving him a "are you serious?" look. "why da hell do I have to get it? Are your old ass legs broke?"
Grandad smacked him in the back of the head as Riley began coughing from swallowing down a mouthful of Monster. "Boy don't argue with your Grandaddy just do it, shoot, still livin in my house, eating up all my food, wastin all my electricity, least you can do it get some damn orange juice." Without another word he left the room, leaving a fuming Riley sitting at the table wiping Monster off his chin and shirt. "Old ass nigga..."
Riley headed out the front door and over to the garage as he sent Huey a text. "Old ass nigga makin me get his orange juice, ill meet ya at the mall." After getting into Dorathy and pulling out he got a text back from Huey that read nothing more than "don't be late."
Riley scoffed at the text before tossing his phone onto the passenger seat and driving away from his house to go into town.
It was Sunday so everyone in Woodcrest (or Whitecrest and as the Freeman brothers liked to call it) were either at home, at church, or already at the mall Christmas shopping. Riley still hated christmas after all these years for one reason, and one reason only, Santa Claus.
For years Riley had terrorized every mall Santa that had dared to cross his path as his famous Santa Stalker alias, and this year would be no different. Attempt after attempt had been made to stop Riley from attacking the mall Santa but he always found a way to get around the security.
When Riley finally got to the store he headed inside to find Ceaser behind the counter which brought a smirk to his face, Riley could never pass up a chance to harass Ceaser about living with his paranoid ninja assassin of a brother.
"aye nigga." Riley raised his hand getting Ceaser's attention as he turned around. "Hey Reezy whatchu you doin out on a Sunday?" Riley grabbed a carton of his Grandads orange juice from the cooler and set it down. "Grandad got me runnin some bullshit errands to get his "white folk" orange juice". Ceaser couldnt help but laugh as he rung it up. " So you still alive, livin wit my hatin ass brother?" Ceaser expression changed to one of annoyance. "yo brother is the craziest nigga I eva met, I got up this mornin and that nigga had my laptop torn apart, spoutin some bul'shit bout he had to check it for spy equipment."
Riley busted up laughing as Ceaser narrowed his eyes at him. Even after Huey had "retired" from being a domestic terrorist he still believed that the U.S government was out to get him. After moving out of Grandads house he kept a constant watch on Jasmine when they weren't together and he even installed two or three cameras in the Freeman house without Riley and Grandad knowing.
"whateva, he gonna get ova it eventually, just dont try and do nothin stupid around him or you gonna pay for it." Ceaser just shook his head at Riley as he left the store, he tossed the Orange juice into the back seat before getting inside and driving down to the Woodcrest Mall.
After making his way through the rest of town, Riley pulled into the massive parking lot and found a space before getting out of Dorathy and heading inside to meet up with his Brother and Jasmine.
Entering the mall Riley was already pissed off enough seeing all the decorations that had been set up for the holiday. Everything from lights, to fake trees, and countless banners advertising holiday sales. He made his way through the big crowd and finally spotted Huey's signature afro near the food court.
Huey saw Riley coming as he stood up from the table. "I told you not to be late." "shuddup! I told ya I had to go down to da store and get Grandad's orange juice nigga." Huey shook his head before sitting back down as Jasmine joined him and smiled at Riley. "Hey Riley, glad you decided to join us." Riley scowled at Jasmine. "Man I ant decide on nuthin my hatin ass brother told me to come down here." He then turned his attention to Huey. "So why da hell am I here anyway?"
Huey took a sip of his coffee which Jasmine had brought for him before looking at Riley. "Jasmine and I are getting our presents early and I needed to make sure you got something for Cindy before you forget, again."
"Nigga are you fuckin kidding me? This is da reason you made me come down to dis stupid ass mall?" Riley ywas beyond furious with Huey as he a few people looked in their direction hearing Riley shouting. "why da hell do I need to buy C. a present anyways? Not like were together or nuthin?" Huey smirked which made Riley feel even angrier.
"She's your friend Riley, you need to at least bu-" Huey was cut off by his brother "Did you buy her anythin?"
There were a few seconds of awkward silence as Huey cleared his throat. "That's different shes not my friend, she just happens to be best friends with my girlfriend."
"Man dat's some bul'shit, you tellin me I gotta buy her somthin but yo ass doesn't?" Before Huey could say anything Jasmine beat him to it. "Huey did buy her something he just doesn't know it yet." She giggled feeling Hueys cold stare on her. "Jasmine exactly did "i" buy her?"
Jasmine let out another giggle as she turned away from Huey trying her best to look innocent. "Don't worry she'll love it." Huey sighed heavily before taking Jasmine's hand as they stood up and look at his brother. "I'll be watching Riley, make sure you get her something." Riley scowled as he turned to walk away. "Whateva nigga..."
Riley spent the better half of an hour trudging through the mall considering an attack on Santa when he spotted a sports memorabilia store and a smirk crossed his face "i know exactly wat imma get C." He walked inside and read a banner advertising custom shirts and jerseys as he went up to the counter. "Aye man anyone workin?"
After a few seconds a white man about as old as Riley came from the back room. "Yes can I help you?"
Riley had to fight back a snicker at the white mans attitude as he pointed to the banner. "How much for da custom stuff?" The employee listed a few different prices for words, coloring, and material.
"aight I'll go with dis one." Riley grabbed a dark blue and white jersey before tossing it to the man behind the counter and told him what to print on it. When he finished Riley payed for it and smirked as he held it up reading it as he walked out of the store.
"Man I know exactly what to get a hoe." He put the jersey back in the bag and walked back through the mall to the food court and sat down to check his phone. He had two texts, one from Huey which he deleted and one from Cindy, he opened it and read through it. "Saw you and yo hatin ass brother in the food court, where yo ass at?"
Riley sent a text back. "Back at da food court, had to do some bullshit errands for my Grandad now im just grabbin somthin to eat, why whatchu you want?"
He got a huge Slushee and two burgers from the Mcdonalds in the food court before sitting back down and checking his phone. "aight imma come find you when I got off work, don't go no where nigga." Riley just shook his head and chuckled before eating both his burgers as he waited for Cindy.
Eventually Riley got bored waiting around so he decided to head up to the upper level of the mall, directly over where Santa was sitting attending to all the kids who came to see him. "i don't care how long it takes, yo gonna pay what you owe." He reached into his pocket pulling out a paintball grenade filled with hot pink paint. He waited until the last kid had gotten off his lap before pulling the pin and letting the grenade drop straight down.
After a few second a huge splatter of paint covered the seat and everything around it as children and parents alike screamed and ran from the now paint coated mall Santa. Riley immediately started laughing as he backed away from the railing yelling "pay what you owe nigga!" Lucky for Riley everyone was focused on the scene under him as he quickly made his way back down.
Before he got to far from the stairs a familiar vocie stopped him dead in his tracks. "Reezy is yo ass ever gonna grow up, why you gotta hate on Santa so much?"