"Get back here Riley!"

"Shut up, nigga! Gimmie back my gun!"

"Gimmie back my sword!"

"Not until you gimmie back my gun!"

"You took my sword first!"

"'Cause you be on some bullshit! I was on the computer first!"

"You got off the computer!"

This had been going on for about an hour at the Freeman residence, only in different locations. It begun in the boy's bedroom over a computer that Riley had apparently got finished using when he closed all the windows. A few threats, pellets and steals later, the boys had found themselves in the garage with only a certain tricked out car between them.

"Seriously Riley, what are you mad about? 'Cause it's not me," Huey yelled at the 8-year old.

"Man, I ain't have no breakfast!"

Was he serious?

"Are you serious, Riley? That was this morning!"

"I'm still mad, man! And you ain't makin' it no better! Draggin' me outta bed!"

"We were gonna miss the bus!"

"So!"

"Damn it, Riley! Gimmie my shit back!" he yelled jumping over Dorothy and lunging for Riley.

"No!" Riley, who hadn't anticipated the attack, closed his eyes nd blindly swung the sword in his brother's direction.

After not receiving a blow like he expected, he kept his eyes closed in fear that he killed his kin. A low growl traveled to his ears causing him to crack opens one eye… and burst out laughing.

"Nigga…. You… hahaha! What the fuck happen to yo' hair?" Riley forced through his own laughter. He kneeled on the ground holding his sides as he released every bit of laughter he held in his body.

Huey who was feeling the complete opposite emotions as his brother, stood with a BB gun in hand… and a chunk of his afro on the ground that had been sliced off by Riley. Without a second thought or word, he begun to shoot Riley in numerous painful areas of his body.

"Ahhhh!" the delinquent in training screaming while running around to the other side of Dorothy. Pellets pierced the body of car as Huey continued to shoot in a blind rage. "Take this faggot!" Riley shouted as he picked up the heavy sword and tired to climb over the hood of Dorothy. Although Riley's body had found its way on the hood, the katana had found its way into the windshield. And to add insult to injury, all he received was another shower of pellets and a punch to the face that sent him flying off the hood of the car. Huey looked down at his brother with murder in his eyes. He took position to attack when-

"Boys!"

Riley groaned from his spot on the floor.

"Oh shit."