Gwen's POV
The next morning Granddad was going to head out to actually pick a fight with Stinkmeaner. "Granddad just let it die! I promise you nobodies gonna call you a punk!" Huey tried reasoning with him but Riley had to stick his two cense in and said "I will." "Well Riley will." I just shook my head.
"Seriously Mr. Freeman. Even if people were to call you a punk and make fun of you, something else will take its place. You'd only have to endure it for a max of two weeks. You're better off just ignoring it all and letting it pass." I tried helping Huey out. He just made a pained face and continued to walk away. "Granddad!" Huey yelled after him but Granddad didn't want to hear it. After he was gone me and Huey exchanged looks. Granddad might get badly hurt with this.
Huey was pacing around the living room looking impatiently at his watch, Riley was watching TV, and I sat on the armrest of the couch. "I can't believe Granddad went back to fight that man." Hue spoke. "I know, hopefully he'll be ok." Huey looked at me with a worried look in his eyes after I spoke.
"Yo! Check this out you guys." Riley summoned our attention to the TV. It was some rapper fight. Riley re-winded it to a part where a rapper was flaunting walking to the stage. I flinched as out of no where a chair came flying across the room and hit the rapper. A fight broke out after he went down.
He re-winded it again to the same place. "Hey. You ever notice how whenever someone throws a chair a brawl jumps off?" "Aren't you worried about Granddad?" Huey asks Riley as he continues to play around with the TV. "Look you wanna see it again?" Riley re-winded it to the same part a third time. "I say you don't even have to hit nobody with the chair, and N*ggas will still start wildin' out." Just then the door opened and we all went to make sure Granddad wasn't too hurt.
"Well, you don't look hurt." Huey was the first to speak. "Two weeks." Was all Granddad had to say. "Good for you! A rematch in two weeks; this is gon be great. Hey! We might even be able to make some money off of this; the slugfest in Woodcrest. Yeah!" Riley spoke next before running off.
"I still don't think this is a good idea Mr. Freeman. You could get seriously hurt." I was the last to speak. Huey just looked even more worried. Granddad kneeled down to our level and spoke to both of us. "You two don't understand. I HAVE to do this." Huey turned and spoke again "Follow me." We walked into the living as Huey put a DVD on.
"I want you to know what you're up against." He spoke again before hittin' play on the remote. On the screen come a movie of a blind samurai, he was really skilled and extremely deadly as he fought off hundred of ninjas. He even managed to stab one in the stomach and rip the blade upward cutting his enemy in half.