Chapter 2
"So can anyone be the first to tell me who the fuck I gotta cap!"...yelled the Boss as click his shotgun...
All Saint Members pointed to Pierce, even the one he was right by on the bar counter...
Pierce look at the group...
"All ya are a bunch of snitches!"...yelled Pierce...
The Boss shot right next by Pierce head, making him flitch a bit...
"Now Pierce, remember what I said early...about how I'm gonna cap the dumbass that disturb me..." said The Boss...
"Now give me a reason why you jackasses are keeping me up all night..."
Pierce got down off the bar counter...
"Look...Sorry for disturbin your beauty sleep...but we all fuckin tired of hiding ourselves..."said Pierce...
"What the fuck are you talking about Pierce?...We own Stilwater...There's nothing that's stopping us..." said The Boss...
"Yea...but why aren't we showing we own it...Because all I see is muthafuckas comin up on are block thinkin we're nothin compare to Superstars who are makin it big out there!..." yelled Pierce
"Pierce can't you remember what I said...This is our city!...We can do what the fuck we wanna do!...If you wanna be a fuckin superstar...you be a fuckin superstar...but remember who's the Top dogg around these parks..." said The Boss...
"That's the plan then..." said Pierce...
He got up on the staircase right next by The Boss to address the Saints...
"Alright!...Here's the deal...while these days go by...we gotta be makin a name for the Saints...We are gonna be the ballas poppin our collars, while our fans pull out they dollars...As we grow taller...in this business!..." yelled Pierce...
The Saints all cheer Pierce on...
as they do The Boss shot a warning shot in the air...Everyone got quiet...
"That's all nice, but don't let this shit get to you...We still gotta keep fuckers out of our terroritory or any people who threats the Saints...Fame is nice, but we can't let our guard down to nobody...Now, I'm going back to bed...but if there be any more shit waking me up, I'm pullin the plug on this deal...got it!"...yelled The Boss...
The Saints cheer on the Boss and Pierce...
Pierce put his hand on The Boss's shoulder...
"Hey...This is my gig...I got this bitch in the bag...all you have to do is go with it..." said Pierce...
"Yea...that reminds me...if something happens, I'm going to put a bitch in a bag and make sure its dump in the Stilwater river not to be ever seen again...That means you Pierce..." said The Boss...
"Don't worry...I got this..." said Pierce...
The Boss headed back to his room and went back to bed...
"You really know how to make a scene Pierce..." said Shaundi...
"Whatever...We all gonna be makin billions soon, and bitches will be all over us..." said Pierce...
Pierce, Shaundi, and Gat all drank and talk about the plan they need to get the Saints started...
The next morning...(Unless you put in a cheat on the phone to contiuned the night...lol naw were gonna contiuned)
The boss awoke to the sound of his alarm clock playin the song..."Take On Me by A Ha"...
The Boss shut off the alarm clock...
"That song is really addicting..." said the Boss...
He got up and jump into his hot tub next by his bed...
"Ohh yyeeaa...I needed this..." said the Boss as he relax in the tub...
He close his eyes and slept for a bit...
but awoke moments later to find a camera crew came into his room...
"...Wha...What the fuck...WHAT THE FUCK!..." said The Boss...
He grab his .44 Shepherd and pointed at them...dropping their equipment in terror...
"You got 10 seconds to get the hell out of here...or I'll make sure you'll get some raw footage of your cameras rammed so far up your ass..." yelled The Boss...
"We...We...were...sup...supp...suppose too...OH GOD PLEASE DON'T KILL US!" yelled one of the camera assistances...
"Who the fuck told you to come in here..." yelled The Boss...
"P...P...P...Pierce...sir..." said a scared a camera lady...
The Boss had a smudge look on his face...He got out the hot tube and look around the hide out...He found out there are camera people all over the hideout places cameras...
"What the fuck is going on here!"...yelled the Boss...
The Boss came over to a guy with a clipboard...
"Sorry for not telling you sooner...Mr...Mr..." the guy waited on The Boss to say his name...
"I'm Mr. shootya...as in I'm going to shoot ya if you don't explain to me why the fuck are you here in my hideout!" yelled the Boss...
"Sorry again, but we're setting up for Shaundi dating reality show...and this spot is clearly needed sir..." said the clipboard guy...
"I don't know who is paying you, but I want these camera's out of my fucking sight now!" yelled the Boss...
"Oh sorry sir...We can't do that...you gotta talk Pierce...He's the one who pulls the plug on this operation..." said the clipboard guy...
"I'm sorry...I could have sworn you told me to-"...
The clipboard guy interrupted him...
"Sir...I have a busy schedule, would you please talk to my assistance...thank you...have a good day" said the clipboard guy...
"Where the fuck is Pierce?..." the Boss said to himself...
He got out his cellphone and called up Pierce, Shaundi, and Gat...
Pierce was at a music studio working with a popular group on a song...
"Okay look...I know you want to name it Party Rock Anthem...but I think the name The Saints Poppin Anthem sounds a bit better...and as a bonus...you get to be part of The Third Street Saints...but only as our DJ's..." said Pierce
...His cellphone started to go off with the ringtone "Closer by Ne-Yo...
"Hold on one sec...Who da fuck is this"...said Pierce...
"You better get these people the fuck out of here...I told you to do what the fuck you wanna do, but your takin this a little too fucking far Pierce...now you get over here or so help me..."
"I think we're breakin up...I...ca...un...stand...yo..." said Pierce faking to hang out...
"I'm sorry about that...You know how a weed man can get..."said Pierce contiuning the conversation...
The Boss then dial Shaundi, she was at a hair parlor getting her hair redone by a hair stylist...
"Don't worry darling, once we get through we this, it won't be this no more honey...It'll be the new that..." said the stylist...
"Thanks, I need a change...I think the pot has been going to my head...I feel like I'm missin out on being a chick once in a while" said Shaundi...
"Well darlin, you gonna be a sexy chick once I get through with you...The sexy men will be cravin you honey..." said the Stylist...
Shaundi phone began to ring with "Jammin by Bob Marley"...
"This better be fucking good...I'm gettin my look redefined..." said Shaundi...
"Shaundi!...We have a problem...We have all these Camera men all over the hideout...saying your doing some time of dating show?..." said The Boss...
"Hey Boss...I gotta go...because I'm gonna be dip in water...you know its been a while since I wash my hair...so see ya"...said Shaundi...
"Wait Wait..."said The Boss as Shaundi hung up on her...
The Boss then dial Gat...
but some reason he didn't answer...
Gat was getting a massage at a parlor...
his phone rang with Lolipop by Lil Wayne...
"Sir your phone is ringing..." said the Massage lady...
"Fuck it, let it ring...I need this...I been hittin fucking brick walls with cars, bar fights...I need a day off..." said Gat...
"Do you want a happy ending..." said the Massage lady...
Gat then smile...
The Boss gave up on calling them...
"Fucking idiots..." said The Boss...
He look around and found no Saint member around...
"Fuck this...I'm going for a ride..." said The Boss...
The Boss is having a tough time with the Saints wanting a chance at fame...but will this effect cause more
problems for The Boss...
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