A/N: Welcome one, welcome all to another Boondocks fanfiction brought to you by yours truly, TRIGGER MIKE THE GREAT. This one was created inspired by Let's Nab Oprah from Season 1. Also this was originally going to be a one-shot, but I decided this will be at LEAST a two or three chapter story. I love doing cliffhangers...and last but not least this is my first attempt at Riley/Cindy. After seeing the massive amounts of R/C stories here...I've noticed that they make a good couple. So now I'm gonna give em a shot...but here are the ages.
Ed Wuncler The III: 33
Gin Rummy: 33
Huey Freeman: 18
Riley Freeman: 16
Jazmine Dubois: 18
Cindy McPhearson: 18
Michael Caesar: 18
And with all that being said, LET'S BEGIN! Reviews are needed! They are the fuel to this creative V8 engine...also check out my collabo story with Young Neil entitled 'Scandalous Scholastics!' by YOUNG DOOMSDAY.
Disclaimer: I do not own The Boondocks, The National Basketball Association (NBA), any team affiliated with the NBA, any stadium affiliated with the NBA, ESPN, anyone affiliated with ESPN and last but not least I do not own 'It Was a Good Day' by Ice Cube, obviously Ice Cube does.
Let's Nab Cindy!
By: TRIGGER MIKE THE GREAT
Chapter 1: Offers That Can't Be Refused
Ed Wuncler The III and Gin Rummy found themselves pondering on how to become world renounced. There was a time when these two ex-soldiers wanted to do nothing more than fight for their country. But then it him them, seeing others insides was more bad ass than being patriotic. The room they sat in was loaded with guns and ammunition. Guns of every shape, color, frame and design was plastered on the four surrounding walls. The room was also full of smoke, courtesy of the two blunts they were currently smoking on. Feeling lifted and motivated, the two criminals began to discuss some brainstorms.
"So Rummy, Mr. 'I'm a criminal mastermind', what you got in store for us?" Ed asked while blowing some O's.
"I was thinkin' we should rob Woodcrest Hills Country Club." Rummy smirked with confidence.
Ed gave his long-time war friend a dumbfound look. Rummy returned the look before shifting his facial features into anger mode.
"That's the shittest idea I've ever heard in my life!" Ed placed his forehead into his palm. "I mean I could understand if this club was full of rich young adults, but we talkin about niggas dat iz old enough to be our grandpappys! That's really messed up Rummy."
"Oh I know yo ass ain't talkin." Rummy pointed an accusing finger. "You harassed that little white boy a couple of years back."
Images of Ed and his handy-dandy sledgehammer scaring the little kid flashed through the red head's twisted mind. A smile formed across his maniac face.
"That shit was fun." he smirked.
"Exactly!" Rummy agreed. "So it's just I enjoy stealin' from da rich and givin to da poor! Old people equals RICH AS HELL, ya understand?"
"Yea but yo ass ain't broke!" Ed corrected his best friend.
"Oh okay, way to ruin my fun!"
"It's all good cuz we do this cuz we enjoy it. Ya know some niggas play ball for enjoyment, so we like to rob, kidnap, shoot and hold niggas hostage!" Ed took a deep puff from his blunt.
"Damn right, we should win an award…" Rummy took a puff of his blunt as well. "A noble peace prize."
The two just sat in silence and continued to puff the living daylights out of their blunts. Just as they both slowly closed their eyelids, sounds from the television planted on the wall interrupted their session.
"THIS JUST IN!" Chris Berman, an anchor from ESPN's Sportscenter voice boomed through the surround sound speakers. "The little living legend from Woodcrest, Illinois known as Cindy "Fearsome" McPhearson has been granted a seven year contract with the Chicago Bulls for one-hundred and thirty-five million dollars.
Images of Cindy playing for the Wuncler High School Wombats showed up in a slideshow sequence, while Chris continued reading his segment on the historic event in progress.
"Not only will the Blonde Bomber be the youngest basketball player currently drafted in the league, but the first FEMALE in NBA history!"
Rummy automatically paused the TiVo and felt his jaw drop to the ground, literally.
"Did you hear dat?" Rummy's jaw still hanging in shock.
"Yea man, dat little while gurl got a deal wit da NBA, and ya point is?"
"Nigga, she's makin history!" Rummy grabbed Ed's shoulders and shook them violently. "Not only is she just turnin' eighteen, but she's a female!"
"I.E. a bitch?!" Ed smirked. "And her last name is McPhearson?"
"Yup."
"Oh snap, my pops and grandpa had beef with them about eight years ago."
"Beef?" Rummy massaged his temples. "Your father and grandfather? I gotta hear about this…" Rummy grabbed a 40oz of O.E. off the mini-bar counter.
"Well basically in a nutshell, Herbert McPhearson wanted to buy Meadowlark Lemon Park. As we all know my grandfather, Ed Wuncler also wanted dis said land. So the two kept placing down money, but in the end…Herbert had one more penny than my g-pa so…"
"Yo granddaddy got beat by a penny?!" Rummy tried to hold in his laughter.
"Aye Shuddup!" Ed yelled. "Now I shall get REVENGE!"
"How? Lemme guess we gonna plant some claymores in his yard?" Rummy replied in a sarcastic tone.
"No even better…we are gonna blow up the UNITED CENTER while she's in there." Ed's eyes lit up in excitement.
"What the fuck, Ed?! Do you know many people is gonna be up in there? Let alone, how much law enforcement gonna be up in dat bitch? If we get caught, we gonna get the death penalty!!"
"Oh." Ed just took another puff from his blunt. "Any other suggestions?"
"Let's kidnap her, hold her hostage for that one-hundred and thirty-five million dollar contract." Rummy said with confidence.
"Fuck yeah!" Ed chanted. "We'll become world famous…"
"Now we just need to find da damn broad." Rummy gulped down the whole bottle of O.E.
Gin Rummy and Ed the III then got up from their comfy positions on the sofa and began to equip themselves with the necessary tools to complete their mission. Ed walked up to one of the walls and began attaching various weapons to all available spots on his body.
"Gotta have this." Ed slowly whispered. He pulled a Mossberg 500 off the wall. "Gotta have my shotty!"
The Mossberg 500 is a shotgun with intense pump-action. Ed grinned from ear to ear as he attached to his back.
Meanwhile not to far on the other side of the room, Rummy was grabbing all sorts of grenades and attaching them to his belt. The belt was now decorated with two frag grenades, one smoke grenade, two flash bangs and one napalm grenade.
"You know if Smokey The Bear saw that last grenade, he just wouldn't approve." Ed chuckled. "Only YOU can prevent forest fires!"
"Shut yo ass up…" Rummy laughed at his friend's poor imitation. "Movin' along though…now that we strapped. Let's nab Cindy!" The ex-solider did a quick 180 on his heels and began to exit the room.
"Hol' up!" Ed stopped Rummy in his place. "Where exactly do we find this McPhearson trick?"
"Good question." Rummy began to ponder of her possible location.
Meanwhile at The Woodcrest Recreational Center…
Riley gave himself a quick smirk as he stared down at his reflection of the glossy plywood floor. Less than five feet away from him stood his all-time basketball rival, Cindy McPhearson. Ever since he first met her while he the captain of the Ball-A-Holics, he made a goal in life to become better than Cindy will ever be. Over the last couple of years, his emotions and mainly hormones have taken over his desire of defeating her. These days he was more focused on becoming the dominant figure in the bedroom, not just the basketball court.
"C'mon Reezy!" Cindy chirped as she taunted Riley with her tongue. "Check da ball!"
The younger Freeman brother grinned as he watched Cindy maneuver her tongue. He wanted to see, feel and even taste that tongue right about now. Quickly shaking the dirty thoughts out of his mind, he put his meanest game face on.
Cindy had on a small blue athletic tanktop which showed off her well-developed four pack, white spandex short shorts with two blue stripes going down the sides and all white Reebok ATRs. Her golden blonde hair was tied into a messy bun.
The sixteen year old baller from Timid Deer Lane grinned at his opposition and chucked the ball fiercely towards her. "Let's do this…" he said, spreading his legs and arms out.
Riley had on a white tanktop, black AND1 basketball shorts and some black and white Nike Air Force Ones. The most noticeable item on Riley was his Lethal Injection Crew platinum chain.
Cindy laughed at his defensive stance and began to make her way towards the twelve foot pie high in the sky. She did a quick crossover hoping to cause Riley to lose his footing. Young Reezy stumbled a little but recovered and stuck his arm out to knock the ball loose.
"Gotcha bitch!" Riley cackled, chasing the loose ball.
Cindy quickly scrambled for the loose ball and regain control. Riley stomped his foot in frustration as he got back into his defensive stance.
"You ain't got-" Cindy was cut off by Riley once again slapping the basketball out of the Blonde Bomber's hand.
Riley's mouth showcased his pearly whites as he now found himself in control with the orange sphere. Now he had the whole world in his hands until…
Just waking up in the morning gotta thank God
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
No barking from the dog, no smog
And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl wanna dig out
Hooked it up for later as I hit the do'
Thinking will i live, another twenty-fo'
I gotta go cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop at a red light
Looking in my mirror not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim and she can fuck all night
Riley pulled his cell phone out of his pocket with his left hand and continued to dribble with the other. Looking at the Caller ID, he saw it was his long time friend, Ed Wuncler the III. Cindy tapped her foot impatiently as she watched Riley toy with his phone.
"Come on and bring the D!" Riley commanded. He then flipped his phone open and heard the coughs of Ed and Rummy in the background.
"Yo…" Riley said in a rough voice, trying to sound hard.
"Sup nigga?" Ed greeted his little partner. "It's been a minute, huh?"
"Ed, I just saw you this mornin', remember?" Riley asked in a non surprised voice. He was very use to Ed's idiotic behavior. Meanwhile he did a quick juke, causing Cindy to stumble over and face plant the plywood floor.
"Nah, not really...but do you know a broad named Cindy McPhearson?"
"Yea, I'm actually wit her right now." Riley looked back at saw Cindy already recovering from her face plant. She was catching up to him faster than he expected. "Why?"
"And where you at right now, dawg?" Ed's voice raised a little.
"Um…we at rec center." Riley struggled to hold the phone to his shoulder as he came closer to the orange halo set one hundred forty inches in the air. Just as Riley launched into the air, Cindy extended her dominant arm out and rejected his finger roll. Riley took the phone from his shoulder and felt flames fill up his brown orbs.
"Oh man!" Riley exclaimed. "That ain't fair Cindy!"
"Oh whatever Reezy!" she crossed her arms out of satisfaction. "REJECTION!"
"Uh Riley? You still there man?" Ed tried to revert Riley's attention back to his phone.
Riley looked the ball as it rolled to the other side of the court, he then put the phone back to his ear. "Yea I'm here…"
"Word, I'll holla at ya later." Ed immediately hung up the phone. Riley just shrugged his shoulders and pocketed his mobile and glanced back at Cindy, who was cracking her neck. He watched as some beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. Seeing the Blonde Bomber glistening in sweat turned him on.
"Riley, can we talk really quick?" Cindy placed an arm around Riley's neck. Lucky for Riley, Cindy didn't notice the light blush that crept across his thuggish face.
"Yea we can talk." he casually replied back.
"Why do you think the NBA only offered me the contract for the Bulls? I mean they was scoutin' both of us and we both know ya lightyears better than me!"
"Damn skippy…I'm better." Riley pounded his chest. "But according to Afro, they picked you because of two things."
"What?" Cindy leaned a little closer to Riley as if he was going to tell her secret. "What two things?"
"Don't get offended or nothin now…" Riley warned. "I don't wanna hafta stomp a ho today! Not in my new kicks!"
Cindy giggled and placed her index finger on his chin and stroked it. "Tell me."
"Well Huey says it's cuz yo race and yo sex."
"But I'm still a virgin to da fullest!" Cindy said in an innocent tone. That tone was music to Riley's ears but he quickly regained his composure.
"Not sex, like fuckin…sex like you're a female." he grinned.
"Oh!" Cindy replied. "Well if that's the case, then maybe I shouldn't take the deal."
"Nah Cindy…you gotsa. You got mad skillz for a white chick!"
"Really?"
"Hell yeah!" he then built enough courage to place an arm around her waist. "I mean plus who's gonna be my rival when I come to the NBA?"
"True dat." Cindy agreed. "True dat."
She then looked up at him and felt butterflies rapidly flying in her stomach. Over the years her rivalry with Riley helped her gain a major crush on him. Despite him being almost two years younger, at times he proved to be more mature than boys her age, with the exception of Huey. Riley then looked down at Cindy who was staring straight into his eyes. The two then found themselves closing in on each other's lips. Just as Cindy's lips were going to become synced with Riley's she stopped and smiled.
"Whatcha tryin' to do?" she cooed.
"I should be askin yo fast ass da same thing!" Riley said backing away from those luscious lips he wanted to bad.
"Well right now, we suppose to be finishin' our game of 21!" Cindy went to recover the ball from the sidelines.
'Damn either she messin wit my heart or she thinks things was goin' too fast!' Riley sighed in his mind.
Meanwhile inside of Ed's Getaway Van…
Ed Wuncler III and Gin Rummy were now decked out in all black combat gear. Rummy adjusted his gloves as held in his hands the blueprint of the Woodcrest Recreation Center. He altered the map so it could show off all the possible exits, the exact route to reach their target and even where all the restrooms were just in case if someone had to drop a deuce or take a leak.
"Damn man, you've really outdone yoself this time." Ed gave Rummy some dap.
"I know…it ain't easy bein' a criminal mastermind ya know." Rummy studied the map carefully. "Alright Ed, please take note of the route I drew to get the girl and how to escape."
"Interesting…." the redhead said stroking his chin. "So, do I get to use my shotgun?"
"No Ed, since they're only at the rec center, we can just go in unarmed and apprehend the target."
"Man fuck dat!" Ed then pulled out his favorite small firearm. "I'm still goin in wit my D'Eagle."
"Whatever makes you happy, Ed." Rummy rolled his eyes. "However, there is some going to be some minor security. Nothing too serious though, but I guess I should take a burner wit me too."
"Word, well with dat bein said, let's get this show on the road! World fame, he we come!" Ed hopped into the driver's seat.
Back At The Recreation Center…
The two teens were soaked in sweat as they continued to battle for twenty-one points. Riley was currently leading by one with a score of nineteen. Cindy however, was in perfect position to tie the score up with a fade away from the elbow. Riley stuck his arms trying to block, but he came up a little short. Cindy stuck her tongue out as she watched the ball sail through the air and drop through, giving her nineteen points.
"I let you get dat one!" Riley panted.
"Sure ya did…" Cindy smirked, wiping some sweat from her forehead. "Let's make this interesting though."
"How ya figure?" Riley arched his eyebrow. Must run in the family…
"If I win, you have to do whatever I please." she placed her hands on her hip. "And if you win…which you won't. Then you can have me do ANYTHING you please."
"Oh word…" Riley rubbed his hands together. "Well check me da rock then!"
Cindy passed the ball to Riley and began to apply pressure on him. This pressure didn't bother him one bit. He loved when Cindy was close to him, he loved feeling her aura near him. Noticing her pressure was ineffective, she decided apply even more pressure. Her bosom was now touching Riley's right shoulder as he tried to get an opening from the three-point arc. The softness sent shockwaves of stimulation through Riley's now fragile body. She noticed his lack of composure and acted on it by stealing the ball. Now having total control, Cindy bolted for her goal and used the fast break to her advantage and gracefully performed a lay-up to total her score to twenty.
"NO!" Riley pulled his cornrows as he panicked. "I CAN'T LOOOOOOOSE!"
"You can and you will." she grinned and checked the ball to him again. Fearsome found herself guarding Young Reezy with extreme pressure. Once again her D cups brushed across his shoulder, but this time instead of freezing up he did the unthinkable. He grabbed her right breast with his left hand and gave it a loving squeeze causing the blonde to moan in pleasure and weaken her position. Now that her defense was lowered, Riley whizzed pasted her and dunked the ball with authority to tie the game. Cindy mentally cursed to herself for two reasons. The main reason was because she let Riley score and the other was because of the pure ecstasy she felt from the squeeze. It was like Riley's hand was designed to squeeze her like that.
"Oops my b!" Riley laughed at Cindy. "I mean I thought they was basketballs!"
"Oh really fun, Reezy." she blushed. "Just check da ball, so I can end this!"
Riley passed the ball to Cindy, who had her sights set on the hoop about forty-five feet away from her. She then began to advance down the court slowly as Riley gave her some breathing room. Big mistake on his half, because that left her wide open to shoot a long range shot. The Blonde Bomber then used the freedom of space to her advantage as she shot the ball from nineteen feet out. Riley slapped himself for letting her be that open from that distance. The two watched the ball as it mimicked a shooting star flying across a midnight sky. However Cindy's sweet dreams of victory were shattered as the ball hit the backboard and then bounced away from the goal. Riley looked up and quickly rebounded the ball and started to make his way towards his goal. He was only one point away from victory. Cindy applied her defense on Riley giving him no breathing room. This made things a little more difficult as she was giving no room to do anything. Riley then felt a light bulb appear above his head. He then looked down and noticed that Cindy's legs were spread wide open.
'Open.'
He started to laugh wildly like a hyena as he just had a vision on how he was going get past Cindy's D. Cindy scratched her head in confusion at the cackling young man. Riley then bounced the ball in between her legs and ran around her as she looked down at the ball that just went past her. Now leaving her in the dust, Riley decided to get fancy as he leapt into the air and turned a full revolution and slammed the ball through the goal to win the game!
"Son of a bitch!" Cindy cursed.
"Oh don't worry baby, this ain't a bad thing." Riley said in a seductive voice.
"Well since you won, what's my punishment?" Cindy's voice sound dull as a butter knife. She was hoping he would ask her for a kiss. That would be really sweet right about now.
"I was thinkin' we could take a shower together." Riley smiled. "Ya know, since we all durty and shit!"
Fireworks went off in Cindy's mind as she heard the word 'shower.' She couldn't wait to bathe those rock hard abs he had. Maybe if she got lucky she could clean his…
"Hmm…" she hummed. "As long as you wear swimming trunks."
"Oh why?" Riley growled.
"I don't want you to think I'm too fast…" she cooed as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Once again the two felt themselves closing in pn each other's face. Riley noticed as Cindy was closing in her eyes closed tight, so he copied and closed his as well. Just as they were about to kiss, the main entrance doors busted open.
"WHERE DA FUCK YOU AT, CINDY?!" Rummy screamed as he shot five shots from his pistol into the sky. His face was covered with a black ski mask.
As the shots rang out, Ed, also wearing a black ski mask, threw some smoke bombs into the court, causing the whole gym to be covered in smoke.
"Riley, what's going on?" Cindy cried as she latched herself onto Riley.
"Shit…I don't know!" Riley tried to comfort her. "But we hafta go!"
Ed saw the two trying to make a run for the fire exit. He laughed as pulled out his shotgun and fired towards the door. The shells hit the door and caused the two teens to fall into fetal positions in front of the door. Rummy saw his comrade firing the powerful weapon aimlessy and slapped him in the face.
"Nigga, nobody ain't gonna want her if she's dead!" Rummy shouted.
"I was just playin…if I was tryin to shoot em, they would be drownin' in a pool of their own blood right now!" Ed placed the weapon back on his back.
"Just go get the broad while she's scared and make sure dat nigga she's wit don't see ya." Rummy commanded.
"Gotcha homie!" Ed then dashed over towards the cowering teens. As Ed got closer, he noticed that the boy was no other than Riley Freeman. Once Ed got close enough to become visible, Riley looked at him in the eyes.
'Those eyes…' Riley thought to himself. His thoughts were short lived as Ed quickly pistol whipped him. Young Reezy's vision went totally black after the crucial blow to the back of his head.
"Now that he's out of the picture." Ed then looked at Cindy. "C'mon bitch, you goin home wit us!"
Cindy screamed as Ed snatched her up and carried her over his back. She pounded his back with tremendous force, hoping to muster enough strength to knock him out. However she just couldn't effect him. She continued to scream as she noticed Ed started to run towards the same doors they busted down. She noticed that the man who was carrying her away from Riley, also had a partner. The screams started to get to Rummy, so he decided to show off his gun power by pointing his pistol right in between Cindy's eyes.
"I suggest you shut the fuck up." Rummy calmly spoke. Cindy just slowly nodded as she felt some tears fall from her blue eyes.
The three finally made outside and the two kidnappers literally tossed Cindy into the back. As she got chucked into the back, she bumped her head on the steel wall causing her to knocked out.
Oh my goodness! Ed and Rummy finally successfully committed a crime…or did they? What will happen to Cindy? Will Riley come to rescue? Find out Chapter 2: Another Heist?
A/N: And there you have it. Chapter 1 rollin' on 24s. If you read this whole chapter, please take a little bit of time out of your life and lemme know how good or bad this junt was? Also you know if you're an author and you review my story...I go and return the favor. Well that's only if you have a Boondocks story, or a story about something I'm fairly familiar with but...BOONDOCKS FANFICTION UP, UP AND AWAAAAAY!
-TRIGGER MIKE THE GREAT