A/N: so we got mixed reviews for the first chapter—and yes we; cutechibilolita is working on this with me as well—and so I half-apologize to anyone who doesn't like Faith in this story. Yeah, I understand how some people don't find her the best OC and others just don't like OC's and some people love them and can't read a story without them… basically, because I believe it's a split down the middle for Ciley (Cindy and Riley) and Mindy (Michael Caesar and Cindy) then if it's a Ciley story, I add Hiro and my two OC's Octavia Peterson and Cynthia Vasquez. If it's a Mindy story, then I add Faith Brown for Riley. Everybody gotta have a lover or a main homie, aiight? Well, without further ado, the disclaimer…
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Aaron McGruder's The Boondocks
"RILEY! Hurry the hell up!" Huey yells from downstairs; filled with rage that this is the tenth time he's told Riley to hurry up and the fact of where they're going and in honor of who.
"Calm down, Huey. Riles will be down in a sec," Faith assures him. She puts her hand on his hand in a motherly or sisterly way of comforting, and she flicks her hand away.
"Don't do that," he says in a sharp tone. It reminded him too much of—
"Wazzup my youngin's?!" Riley says with much excitement.
"I'm older than you, Riley," Huey remarks.
"Mhm."
"All you do is hate, bruh."
"Preach it Riles!"
"Mhmhmhmhmhmhmhmhmhmmhmhmhmhmhmhmhmhm."
"Would you two like to stop with the nonsense conversation so we can just get on our way to the airport." Huey gulps a bit, as if he's in fear, "So we can get to Woodcrest?"
"Aiight let's go now then."
"Mhm."
"Faith! Stop doing that humming mess," Riley complains.
"You started it, dude." Linda walked up to Huey and Riley.
"Do you boys have everything? If anything happens don't hesitate to call." Huey and Riley both nodded. Linda looked over at Faith.
"Take care of them for me."
"I will." She said with a bright smile.
"Both of you! Must I repeat myself? Let's go!" Huey said as he picked up his bag.
"Aiight. Dang." Faith and Riley both said.
Linda waved them goodbye.
\-_-/
They arrived at the airport around 7:30 am when the taxicab they called dropped them off.
"What time do we departure?" Faith asked.
"9:50." Huey informed her.
"I'm hungry." Riley said as his stomach grumbled.
"Let's check in first then we can eat." Huey said as he walked up to the long line.
\-_-/
It was already 9:20 and they were still in line for the security check up.
"Damn hurry up niggas." Riley said annoyed and angry that it was taking so long.
\-_-/
They finally made it through. After that they went to go eat because Riley kept complaining.
"Riley we don't have a lot of time so get something quick." Huey said.
After Riley ordered he walked up to their gate seating area where Huey and Faith stayed seated.
"Now boarding Flight 79." The intercom spoke.
"That's us." Huey informed them.
Linda had reserved them first class. Thank God.
"I gotta pee." Faith said
"Now!? You couldn't go when Riley was ordering his food?" Huey said annoyed.
"I didn't have to go then. Now I do."
Fighting just like brothers and sisters Riley thinks.
"Hold it."
"Man, just let me go!"
"I already said no."
"Come on Huey." Faith said while doing the potty dance. Huey sighed.
"Fine but hurry."
Faith did not have to be told twice, she ran to the nearest restroom. Meanwhile Huey and Riley walked up to the line, which was not too long. Finally Faith joined them once again.
"I feel much better." She said giggling.
They finally board the plane.
Faith and Riley sat next to each other while Huey sat one set down from them next to a man who Riley swore looked like George Washington.
"Does he look like Georgie George, Faith?" Faith looks at the man, neither her nor Riley caring that he's in earshot since he's just right across the isle, and knows exactly who Riley's referencing to by saying 'Georgie George'.
"Ya know, George Washington had over 600 slaves, right?" Faith replies finally without a straight answer. Riley starts cracking up.
"Huey betta watch his back!" Riley exclaims. Faith joins in on laughing with him.
"Thinking of what I'm thinking of?" Faith asks Riley with a mischievous grin.
\-_-/
"Where is your ride going?"
"Well, I'm not the pilot, but to Woodcrest, Maryland."
"I'm not dumb, Mr. Flight Attendant. But I was asking where your ride was going? Cuz I can ride you to the moon and back for some liquor if ya want…"
The steward, who was just talking to Faith, half-runs down the isle; shocked that Faith went there… and just for some liquor.
"Alright… that's all I got, girl. You're up." Riley calls over a female flight attendant.
"I forgot my ID, but I want some Ciroc… can you help me out, Miss?"
"I'm sorry, sir, but you must have your ID to get liquor on Woodcrest International, which, of course, is the airline you're flying on right now."
"But I forgot my ID! I want some liquor, girl! We got a long ass ride and I want some Ciroc!"
"I'm sorry, sir, but you can't get any Ciroc or any type of liquor for that matter without an ID," the stewardess says to Riley as she walks off down the isle.
"Bitch—" Riley's cut off by Huey, who he thought was asleep but was actually just thinking, who, surprisingly, persuades the flight attendant even more.
"I'm sorry, miss, but my brother actually got robbed the other day, including his wallet, which had his ID in it and he hasn't found it or got it back yet… he just has too much pride to say he got robbed, so he claims he forgot it. Sorry about that. Will you actually get two bottles of Ciroc though?" The flight attendant checks Huey's still, serious face as if to check if he's lying or not. About two minutes later, she comes back with two bottles of Ciroc and hands one to Huey and one to Riley to share with Faith and glasses. "Here's to a stress free life," Huey mumbles quickly before he takes a giant swig from the bottle.
"Damn, Huey," Riley and Faith remark in sync before they pour a generous amount of liquor into their glasses. Ehh, they're taking a taxicab… it doesn't matter if they're drunk or not, as long as they don't get caught.
\-_-/
"I'm nervous." Riley's well past "just drunk" side told Faith. She grabbed his hand.
"I'm here."
Next stop Woodcrest he thought.
\-_-/
"So what hotel are we staying at? Did they coincidentally just build one in our old house? 'Cause we are on Timid Deer Lane," Huey says to Riley.
"Hotel? Huh?" Riley questions him.
"So Linda didn't give you money to stay anywhere?"
"Nope…"
"Can't you guys just stay with some of your friends?"
"Ho, ho, ho," Huey says as his drunk state takes control. "I'm Santa Claus and I grant wishes like my friends can all of a sudden like me just because I'm back for the man I hate the most's funeral." He stops spinning for a sec then looks down the street. "Let's just go down the road of memories while we're here… because that's a great idea, right?" Huey begins to half run half spin and fall down the street; almost getting run over by a car. He stops when he gets to their old house. Little kids, who are probably the children of the new house owner, run around on the lawn. "Oh look at this!" He shouts through his tears. "You think this is fun, huh? You think this is all there is to life, huh? WELL THIS IS NOT FUCKING LIFE!" he yells at the kids. "You're gonna learn that LIFE HURTS LIKE HELL one day, and I'll just start laughing when you do." He begins to get emotional and cry. "I'm so sorry God," he says, even though he's an atheist, through his tears as he sprints up half the hill and falls on his knees in a praying form.
"Huey!" Riley and Faith call out as they catch up with him, pick him up, and throw his now unconscious body into the taxicab they called while Huey was going crazy while drunk.
"141 Goldilocks Road, please," Riley requests to the driver. "Faith, you try to get my parents on hold to see if they can get a hotel room for us nearby; just in case this doesn't work." She calls Linda immediately.
Meanwhile…
Jazmine, who's now in thought of what she just witnesssed, calls Cindy.
"Cin, I think I just saw an afro and heard a deeper version of Riley's voice and a girl voice call Huey! They actually came!"
"What?! Really?! I guess they must've just got on winter break like us…"
"Guess so. But Huey sounded really drunk when I heard him from the hill."
"Forreal freal? Lol that's so—hol' up, my doorbell just rang…" Cindy goes to answer the door. "Guess who just showed up drunk as hell at my door?"
"We were kinda sorta wondering if we could stay here for a while… that alright with you, Cindy?" Riley asks. Jazmine hears him because he's on speaker and begins to scream.
"I'm getting in my car now!" She yells, hanging up the call and running to the back door of the Dubois house; sneaking out. She jumps in her car, eager to see Huey.
Meanwhile...
"Uhh... Cindy? You gon' respond or what?" Riley asks impatiently with a bit of a frightful look on his face.
"Once you call me C-Murph, nigga," she says jokingly as she unblocks the door and allows them into her house. Huey and Faith go in and sit on the couch, with Huey looking as if he just passed out/went to sleep, while Riley and Cindy both laugh and give each other some dap. "Now, umm, who's the random broad?" She asks rudely, referencing to Faith.
"Aye, ya know anyone I bring back home with me gotta be tight with me, Cin. And she ain't 'a random broad'."
"Damn, nigga... you did change a lot. Not calling every woman a broad, not saying nigga twice in a sentence..." Cindy begins to list things. "Not even gonna act like yourself for your day 1 homie?"
"You said it yourself... I changed a lot." Cindy puts on a fake pouty face, and Riley gives in. "All women are hoes. Nigga, nigga, nigga. You happy now?" He says with a fake annoyed look, being that he was subconsciously pleased that the words rolled off his tongue so freely.
"Hey Riles, uhh, Cindy, I hate to interrupt your little reunion," Faith begins with very evident jealously. "But Linda just called back and said she successfully booked a room for us at the Woodcrest Hotel; luxury suite and everything."
"Damn!" Cindy reacts even before Riley can. "Jazzy was supposed to come over here and everything!"
Huey's eyes pop open wide as he hears 'Jazzy', the nickname Cindy has for Jazmine. "Nigga, we should just go now," Huey says, his Chicago accent thick.
Riley decides to make an adult decision, and requests that Cindy gets some water to sober up Huey. 5 minutes and a gallon and a half of water later, plus a few bathroom breaks, Huey is sober. They call a taxicab again and leave to go to the Woodcrest Hotel... just as Jazmine pulls up.
"Where'd Huey go?" She asks once she reaches the McPhearson doorstep.
A/N: ALL AUTHOR'S NOTES BEFORE THIS ARE CONSIDERED INVALID because this story has now moved to a joint account; an account for our collar stories and our collab stories alone. Also, note that if you read this chapter last night, there was a different ending. The incorrect document was uploaded, so sorry about that.