Summary- The lovely Ebony Brown…the woman was…perfect. Did she have any family around? And, if so, were they just as perfect as her? No. Huey disagreed with his thoughts. It was impossible for someone to be perfect. Everyone had flaws.

…right?

Well, the amazing Kali Brown, niece of the lovely Ebony Brown is quite…interesting. She has the same political views as him, a non-retired domestic terrorist, and she's a ninja? Jazmine, Jazmine's going to have to put a stop to this. , this is a story making fun of Huey-inserts, Riley-inserts, all that jazz. And hopefully, I'll keep this going.

Disclaimer- Hey, hey, guess what? I don't own anything in here, 'cept for Kali Brown and Mrs. Goodvibes. Maybe more people as this story goes on too!

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Huey Freeman was a truly amazing child.

Wise beyond his years, the enormous afro-donning child was something like a…prodigy. A prodigy for an Black Movement/Revolution, as far as that went, however. With, such a brilliant mind, and, gorgeously articulate way of speaking.

Unfortunately, now, Huey retired himself from 'The Movement.' Black America, The Government, ten-year-old Huey Freeman had been entirely finished and done.

People cannot change. Not with their ignorance.

But, had his retirement ceased the odd events that occurred to only him, his family, and all of Woodcrest? No, not at all.

Huey…Huey had been through a lot. Whether it had been from his younger brother trying to kidnap Oprah Winfrey with his 'friends' Ed and Gin Rummy, striking against BET, and constantly dealing with a deceased man and even his crew. It felt as though to some, Huey Freeman had seen a lot.

He had no reason to be afraid. He lived expecting the unexpected.

But, today…oh, today…The tiny ex-terrorist reluctantly stepped into his 5th grade classroom; dark eyes examining over just what was going , Caucasian classmates throwing wads of paper to one another, others chatting away about some new episode of a robotic anime, like a ghost, the 'minority' of the class silently slipped passed them all.

'So much for the Pickanniny caricature.' He thought to himself as the small bundles of flying notebook paper continuously got caught within his afro. Raising his head, he angrily stared over the other fifth graders, 'Damn, no seats left.'

"Hi Huey~!"

And, there was the other black within Edgar J. Hoover Elementary. Jazmine Dubois.Well, her mother Sarah preferred for her child to be called, 'Multiracial' at all times rather than black, but, Huey would not be doing that.

"You should sit-!"Predicting that the Dubois girl was bound to exclaim the daily, 'you should sit here!' Huey did so automatically. After all, sitting next to Jazmine was far better than be seated with Timothy Leonard, or any other uppity suburban child in this class.

"Oh." Jazmine blinked her eyes three times; stunned to how Huey was already by her side now. Nerveless, she smiled. Ignoring the girl's smiling face, the more cold child glanced to the chalkboard.

"Due Today: Assignment Paper on your own theory/belief. Thesis."

"Ugh." He barred down his teeth. This was the reason why he was dreading today, writing a paper upon your own self-theory. He wouldn't dare think of what the other 'bullshit' the fifth graders would come up with as Jazmine chattered into his ear.

"Huey likes Jazmine, Huey likes Jazmine~!"

The typical teases, typical snickers, and typical blush from Jazmine. "Nuh-uh!" she yelped, "Huey's my-"Huey cut her off, making his brown eyes meeting her green eyes for the very first time today, "You shouldn't let little things like that bother you, Jazmine.""But…!"

Jazmine arched up her eyebrows, ready to protest and wonder why Huey just wouldn't defend himself from such a comment. But, she had cut herself off this time, realizing why her fellow classmate and proclaimed best friend would keep such maturity on the situation. "O-oh…okay."Flicking out her tongue out shortly to the immature blond; Jazmine turned her back with a tiny 'humph!' and head held high. Her cursed puffballs -pigtails- bouncing the whole time. Mentally, she smiled, hoping that Huey would smile, or, smirk…or…something.

But, Huey didn't even notice her 'intelligent' comeback to their classmate. It was somewhat disappointing, but…fine, as well. Speaking with her neighbor and classmate constantly made Jazmine feel like she had a better grasp and concept upon the world, he was possibly even smarter than her parents.

Jazmine lightly giggled, remembering just how dumbfounded and embarrassed her parents had been as she cried and made a scene about eating pork at one of the local restaurants.

"Class! Class!"

Huey and Jazmine shifted both their eyesight to see their teacher strut into the room.

Mrs. Jane Goodvibes…Huey constantly wondered if she had legally changed her name to that. "Settle down, class." With an exhausted eerily sounding groan, she dropped her stack of paper onto her even more cluttered desk.

Mrs. Goodvibes…erm…in the words of Huey, the new fifth grade teacher was almost an irresponsible white person as much as Mr. Uberwitz had been. Almost.

The woman was clearly approaching her 'golden years,' and she was approaching them very soon. But she still tried to maintain a 'hip' and 'down to earth' persona for the young boys and girls to...relate too.

It was if she wanted to be both their friend and teacher at the same time.

Huey found it sad, not even Granddad stooped that low to be 'cool.'…well, except for the lovely Ms. Ebony Brown.

Suddenly, the scowling child found his eyebrows creasing upward; what ever did happen to Ms. Ebony Brown? Granddad never did tell what happened after that trip to neither him nor Riley. Instead, after a brief talk with Ruckus; he got on with his life. As did Riley and Huey.

However, thinking back on that 'episode,' the woman was…perfect.

Did she have any family around? And, if so, were they just as perfect as her? "Hn." Lightly, Huey shook his head in disagreement to his own ponderings. It was impossible for someone to be perfect.

Everyone had flaws.

The classroom hadn't ceased its noise, it's mild chattering, giggles, and paper throwing continued. "CLASS!"

Suddenly, like they were frozen in space and time, everything was put to a hold. Students with wide eyes stared at Mrs. Goodvibes.

A pen was heard dropping soon after.

"Today is." Still out of breath from whatever she had previously done before, she pointed a finger to the board behind her, "The deadline for the oral thesis assignment. So-" She forced on a smile, "You all best have been staying away from that MTV, BET, MVC…"

Jazmine had giggled. Mrs. Goodvibes felt mildly proud of herself, "Whatever it was you were doing and completed that paper!"

'Honestly.' Huey rolled himself, however he soon jumped out of his skin hearing,

"MRS. GOODVIBES, MRS. GOODVIBES, MAY I GO FIRST?" giddily, Jazmine waved her report around. The Secret Life of Ponies. Huey did not want to hear, know, or anything about what those ponies had done in their spare time. "Ahm…" Mrs. Goodvibes stared around the class who went to a tired, lazed disposition. "No more volunteers?"

Yawn.

"Oh, okay, Ms. Dubois you can come right on up he-"

"Mrs. Goodvibes." The principal stepped in alongside a small figure. "May I have a…small word with you? This is last minute, but…-"

"O-oh?" Mrs. Goodvibes suddenly looked puzzled, "Oh. Okay. Well…this is sudden…o-okay…"

Jazmine's sudden excitement to read her paper had died, and, Huey let out an absolute sigh of relief.

A pair of brown eyes darted around the room. Typical suburban kids…typical spoiled daddy's girls…

But, what was this?

An young ten year old boy with a permanent scowl and enormous afro? Interesting. "Okay, um, why don't you give your name out to the class…" already, Mrs. Goodvibes had forgotten the new student's name.

"Kali." The afro having female had replied, "Kali Brown."

Huey's eyelids had raised, the other classroom boys going wild.

~TBC~

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There you go, my attempt for a comeback in FF. xD also, one of the many things on my mental list to do. Yes, my soul is relieved~ But, please tell me if there's any flaws in here. XD I spent a lot of time on this, amazingly.