This chapter may have gotten a little silly because I was having so much fun with Huey's and Riley's dialogue exchanges. XD

Feedback is still appreciated!

Chapter 2: Caught in Confrontation

Riley is walking downstairs zipping up his hoodie. Once he reaches the bottom of the stairs Huey stands in front of him at the door.

They stare at each other for a long beat.

Riley: "Move, nigga! The fuck you doing?"

Huey: "Where are you going?"

Riley: "It's none of your bitchness."

Huey: "Actually it is my bitchness because Grandad put me in charge to supervise you when he left for his poker game."

Riley: "Look Uncle Tom, I'm just gonna go out for a ride on the new bike so I can jack some poon. Now quit being a hater and move out the way."

Huey: "You're going to jack some poon on a red bicycle?"

Riley: "Yeah."

Huey: "You're talking about the one with the streamers, right?"

Riley: "Yeah."

Huey: "And a bell?"

Riley: "Gotta get a bitches attention somehow."

Huey: "With a basket on the handle bars?"

Riley: "The baskets the most important necessity of the bike for jacking poon."

Huey: "How?"

Riley: "The baskets the only place the bitches can put their purse at because, you know, bitches always be carrying shit. How am I supposed to pick her up for a ride if she's carrying a bunch of shit like make up, or like a chiwawa or something?"

Huey: "Doesn't really matter does it because the bike only has one seat, right?"

Riley: "If their big booty goes clap they can sit on my lap."

Huey: "What? Regardless, you can do circles in the drive way and that's it. Are we clear?"

Riley: "Do you see Kim Kardashian doing a naked crab walk on our fucking drive way? No! So I need to go shut it down at the mall nigga!"

Huey: "You're not leaving the drive way."

Riley jukes for the door knob. Huey grabs him and begins pushing him away.

Huey wins the struggle and uses his foot to kick Riley to the ground.

Riley: "Huey why do you always gotta be such a dumb shit, hater?"

Huey: "I'm not. Grandad doesn't want you doing that. Why do you always have to be so selfish Riley? I don't want to get in trouble because you don't listen."

Riley gets to his feet and charges only to meet Huey's foot to his face and lands back on his back.

Riley gets up and glares at Huey. Without saying anything he heads up stairs.

Huey takes a deep breath - Phew!

Huey: (narrative) "Things were already getting a little crazy, and I have a feeling Saturday was just getting started."

Riley climbs down out the window of his room using a tied together rope from his bed sheets. He reaches ground and darts across the lawn to the drive way, only to find Huey put a wheel clamp on the bike.

Riley: "GOD DAMNIT!"

Later.

Defeated, Riley is slumped over sitting on a chair in his room listening to the radio.

Riley: "Man, I'm missing out on all the afternoon poon. And Grandads gonna be back in only a couple of hours."

Yong Jeezy: (Radio) "Yo, I got my Jesus pieces round' my neck, know what I'm saying? To hell wit all this games playa' haters! There's no one in the business strong enough to scare me, so I stay scheming on them hoes, no gimmicks. Only God can judge, ya feel that? If these niggas don't feel that, then fuck em'! Fuck em' tell they dead. Then become a necromancer, and drink the blood of an iguana, and do a voodoo ritual to bring them niggas back to life, and then fuck em again!"

Radio Interviewer: (Radio) "Uh, okay Jeezy. But the question was what are you doing for porn?"

Young Jeezy: (Radio) "Well. Have you heard of the kids movie 'The Pirates! Band of Misfits'? I'm in the upcoming spin-off 'The Butt Pirates! Band of Big Di-"

Riley's body poster suddenly fixes as an epiphany hits him.

Riley: "Yeah, Jeezy. I'm wit'cha baby, if they don't feel it, fuck em'. That hater thinks he can cock block Young Reezy?"

Riley heads out the room.

Radio Interviewer: (Radio) "Can you give us a little teaser for the movie, Jeezy?"

Young Jeezy: (Radio) "Let's just say there are some shower scenes, in which soaps are dropped."

Radio Interviewer: (Radio) "It sounds like a really good time."

Young Jeezy: (Radio) "Oh, it was."

Meanwhile Robert, Tom, and Uncle Ruckcus are sitting around a table playing poker.

Tom: "I'm very health conscious so I jog all the time. So because I'm a jogger I get these cramps every now and then in my calves. But all of a sudden now the cramps started happening more frequently. So I ask the doctor 'Is this venous disease? How could I even get a disease, Doctor? Did I mention I jog all the time?'"

There's a slight pause as everyone at the table tosses their chips in.

Robert: "Tom. I don't know what the fuck you just said, and frankly, I don't know why you said it. But what I do know is ya'll are bout to get JACKED!"

Robert throws down his cards revealing 3 jacks. Everyone else throws down their cards in defeat as Robert collects the pot.

Robert: "Ha ha! See it and weep, ladies!"

Roberts's cell phone starts ringing.

Robert: "Hello?"

Riley: "Hey, granddad. What's going on?"

Robert: "Boy what the hell you want? Don't you know I'm busy?"

Riley: "I was just wondering how long you gon' be gone for?"

Robert: "Shoot. I don't know, two more hours. Why?"

Riley: "Maybe you should also go see that new Tracey Morgan movie. I heard the reviews on it are pretty good."

Robert: "There's no way in hell I'm seeing no God damn Tracey Morgan movie. All he ever does is play a dumb black guy. It's disgraceful is what it is, makes us look bad as a collective. Tracey Morgan is why racism still exists."

Riley: "Well. What about that new Will Ferrell movie. He funny, right?"

Robert: "Hmm. You know what boy, that's not a bad idea. But why are you-"

Riley: "Aight, peace!"

Riley hangs up

Robert: "Hello?"

Huey is sitting on the floor in the living room meditating.

He's is lost in a deep meditative fantasy.

In his fantasy he is wandering aimlessly in pitch darkness holding a single lit match.

Huey: (narrative)"The shaolin monks meditated for 6 hours a day to get rid of the destruction within them inserted from the outer world. They often did it inside mountains or a forest, away from the chaos of civilization. I bet they could make the stress of days like these their bitch."

He comes to a sudden stop in the fantasy. He closes his eyes and pinches the lit tip of the match, engulfing himself in complete darkness.

Huey: (narrative) "If we all could just take the time to find that inner peace within ourselves we'd probably be a lot less destructive as a species."

The darkness then vanishes revealing a glowed up beautiful land scape of lush green grass, clear water streams, and a cloudless sky watching overhead. It's as good as an inaugural memory as one could wish.

Huey's fantasy breaks to the noise of crunching sounds.

Riley is stomping on a cluster of Marlin Manson CDs in front of him holding a bible, whilst fitted with a Jesus piece.

Huey: "Uh, Riley?"

Riley: "That's right mother fucker! There Marlin Manson CDs, pisses you off don't it?"

Huey: "Where did you even get every Marlin Manson CD? Actually, just go away."

Riley: "Nigga I know what you Satanist do! All the eating of baby fetuses, sacrificing goats, reading Jean Paul Sartre, and shoving turkey basters up your ass."

Huey: "Okay, that last part didn't make any sense. And do you even know what it means to be a Satanist?"

Riley: "I read about it."

Huey: "I doubt you've read anything ever."

Riley: "And I know you're gonna go into me and Granddads dreams when were asleep and kill us, which then will kill us in real life. That's a bitch move, Huey!"

Huey: "Nigga that's A Nightmare on Elms Street."

Riley: "Doesn't mean it's not true."

Huey: "Yes it does, because it's a movie."

Riley: "A movie based on facts."

Huey: "A movie based on fiction."

Riley: "A movie based on fiction facts."

Huey: "That's an oxymoron, and besides the movie has nothing to do with Satanist in the first place."

Riley: "OOOH. Shakesqueer strikes again everybody, with his gay ass science talk. Hey I have an idea, why don't you go build me a rocket ship, Shakesqueer?"

Huey: "Look, I don't even know what's going on right now. You come in here stomping on Marlin Manson CDs, and evidently are a complete cinephile lunatic….. Can you just tell me how I can make you go away?"

Riley: "Unlock the wheel clamp you put on the new bike!"

Huey stands up and gets into Riley's face.

Huey: "Not gonna do that, Riley."

Riley: "I ain't scared of you nigga and I know without an essence of fear you're ineffectual."

Huey: "That would be true but I'm not Freddy Kruger, I feel like we just went over this. Also, I'm not a Satanist, I'm agnostic"

Riley: "Then I'll shove a silver bullet so far up your ass…."

Huey: "Werewolves, Riley. Those are werewolves you're now thinking of. Agnostic's aren't werewolves either."

Riley: "Whatever, nigga. Point is I'm kicking your ass."

Huey: (narrative) "The craziness was setting in already. I needed to make like a Suge Knight check and bounce before it was too late."

The doorbell rings. Ding-Dong!