I have been listening to "My Boo" by the Ghosttown DJ's for the last few weeks due to the Running Man Challenge. It makes me proud that my Alma Mater came up with such a fun concept. ( GO MARYLAND!) IT inspired me to write this fun little ficklet. More to come if people like it.

As usual, I own nothing and get nothing but the happiness that is Richonne. Comments and criticisms are always welcome and enjoyed!

My Boo

Rick walked towards the house occupied by Glenn and Maggie. As he approached he saw Glenn, Daryl and Abe sitting on the porch, all smoking cigars and having a drink. It had been three months since the herd tore through Alexandria and all was good.

"Hey. You guys seen Michonne?" he asked the trio. "She said something earlier about helping Sasha with her hair. But that was hours ago."

"Yeah. They're in there" said Daryl, moving his head towards the house. "But I would be careful if I were you."

"They found an old Ipod" Glenn said, seeing the confusion on Rick's face. As soon as the words left his mouth, a squeal was heard through the open windows and screen door. "They're re-living life before Walkers."

Rick chuckled as he approached the screen door. "Is it safe to go in?" he asked.

"Maybe but who knows? I say have a sip of this moonshine first," replied Abraham as he poured an extra glass and raised it to their leader.

Rick nodded and took the drink. Downing the shot in one gulp he shivered. Damn it was strong even though it was apple flavored. "May the force be with me" he muttered, repeating the phrase he'd heard Carl and Michonne utter to each other countless times.

As he entered the house he noticed the living room was empty. 'They must be in the GREAT room' he thought inwardly with a laugh. Growing up in rural Georgia, all he knew was the dining room, living room and the family room. After making it to Alexandria, Rick had discovered the people who lived the 'better life' had a name for every room; one dining room wasn't enough, they had to have two. There was no living room; there was a great room.

Walking in that direction the music that was playing suddenly came to a halt and the voice he could never forget and heard in his dreams began to speak. "OH MY GOD! Sasha! Rosita! I KNOW you both know this song!" Michonne exclaimed. Soon a melody began to flow from the speakers.

Boy should know that,

I've got you on my mind.

You're secret admirer,

I've been watching you.

'Oh shit! This was a JV cheerleading song!" Rosita said jumping up as Rick watched, unnoticed.

Sasha sat between Michonne's legs as the ebony beauty braided her hair. "Wow! They used to play this Tyrese's senior year before football games." Michonne wrapped her arms around the slightly younger woman, a gesture that showed she didn't intend to bring up sad memories of the younger woman's now deceased brother with her song selection. "No it's okay." Sasha reassured her. "Some of my favorite memories of Ty are because of this song."

Maggie, who had been sitting in a rocker chair suddenly stood up. "What am I? Chopped liver Michonne?" Seeing the puzzled look on her dreaded friend's face she continued to talk. "Just because I'm white and from a farm doesn't mean I didn't listen to music! This isn't footloose! My daddy let me dance."

"Get it girl!" Rosita called with a laugh, swinging her hips. Rick laughed silently as Maggie started to dance around the great room, a glass of water in her hand. "But something tells me that Michonne is holding back on us!"

All eyes turned to the serious warrior, who was finishing the last braid on Sasha's head. "Go on," Tyrese's baby sister said. " Show us how you would entice Officer Friendly if he were here. You've already admitted that he was hot."

Now Rick was truly interested; Michonne thought he was hot? The only emotion she had ever displayed towards him was when Carl had been shot. When had she told the other women that she thought he was hot? Still standing in the shadow of the kitchen he watched her rise from the couch behind Sasha. She moved toward the middle of the floor and took a long pull from her glass of wine.

Everyday I pray my heart can win,

Every night I pray I can call you my man,

Yea, yea, yea,

I need you, I want you,

To have you, hold you, squeeze you.

So I'm going now, every weekend,

Just to see my boo again.

Michonne began to rotate her hips in a circle to the beat of the music. Bending her legs, she moved lower to the ground with every beat. When she reached a squatting position, she began to move her butt up and down to the music. Somehow she had the ability to move her ass cheeks independently of each other, but they were still in time to the music. Rick's mouth dropped open. If she could do that to just the beat of the music...

"Imagine what that ass and pussy could do while sitting on your cock, " whispered Abe, completing Rick's thoughts as he stood next to him, both watching the show Michonne was putting on. Rick was mesmerized, feeling both Daryl and Glenn settle behind him. "God damn. I hope Rosita asks for some pointers," the red headed giant said.

"Maggie too, " Glenn breathed out while Daryl just grunted. All the men stood and watched Michonne put on a tutorial of how to drop it like it's hot and twerk to the late 90s classic.

"Get it girl! Show Grimes what he is missing, " yelled a buzzed Rosita.

At night I think of you,

I want to be your lady maybe,

If your game is on give me a call boo,

If your lovin's strong , gonna give my all to you.

Rick watched as his roommate danced sensuously in front of their friends. He had been trying to fight his growing feelings for Michonne for some weeks and her display tonight wasn't helping. Her fitted jeans were like a second skin, highlighting every curve of her body as it moved. Speaking of jeans, Rick's were becoming tighter by the second as Michonne's moves enhanced his arousal.

"Dad? Did you find Michonne yet? Judy's hungry and I need help changing my bandage."

Carl's voice knocked the men from their trance. Judith was clutched in his arms, sucking her thumb tiredly. "What are you looking at?"

"Mimi! Mimi!" she called when she noticed Michonne, energy returning as soon as she saw the woman she knew as her mother.

"Judy? Carl? " Michonne called out as all the ladies heads turned in the direction of the men. " Rick? What are you doing here?" she asked, a look of horror crossings her face as she stood up.

Rick cleared his throat, knowing his cover was blown as Carl handed a now excited Judith to him. "Michonne!. We came to see if you were finished with Sasha's hair. Looks like you are. It looks fantastic. Dinners ready. See you guys later" he called to the rest of team family, walking quickly in the direction of the door. Closing his eyes briefly, he let out a frustrated sigh. Rick was never going to get to sleep tonight without some hand action after what he just witnessed.

"See you guys later," Michonne said as she grabbed the Ipod and its dock. " I had fun. Come on Carl. I need to start dinner." She rushed out behind Rick, who's face was now beet red.

"Parents," said Daryl with a grin as Carl passed him, tapping him on the back.

" You think they'll ever admit they love each other?" the teenager asked the man that was like an uncle to him, a smile on his young face.

"Hopefully tonight helped," Daryl chuckled as he watched his two best friends walk towards their house as the sunset. He secretly hoped that Sasha too had learned something new.