After two hours, CJ decided that it was time to visit Cesar's place to see how comfortable Kendl was feeling there. So he rode his bike through Downtown Los Santos and made his way through El Corona, where he saw the other Aztecas hanging around in their neighborhood, some of them in lowriders while others were hanging in front of their houses.
CJ finally made it to Cesar's house and hopped off his bike. He ran to the front porch and knocked on the door.
"Come in, holmes!" he heard Cesar yell through the house.
CJ walked into the house to find Cesar and Kendl sitting next to each other on the couch. He looked around to find that it was a nice, clean living room. The carpet was immaculate, and the walls were replete with several picture frames.
"Hola, Carl," Cesar greeted.
"Cheers to you, Cesar," CJ greeted back.
"Thanks for the help, Carl," Kendl told him.
"No problem, sis," CJ told her. "If you want to stay with your new boyfriend, I'm cool with that. You grown now, Kendl. You can stay with whoever you want – just as long as you be careful out here."
"I'm glad one of you guys are happy for my decision," Kendl told him.
"Seriously, Kendl," CJ told his sister sounding slightly concerned. "Are you ever gonna tell Sweet about this?"
"Let him find out on his own," Kendl replied. "He never let me know about his business with Smoke and Ryder during their gang activities. So why I gotta be the one to let him know about me living with my fiancé?"
"You got a point," CJ said. "I'm just letting you know; you know how overprotective Sweet be, especially after what just happened to Moms last week."
"I know, Carl," Kendl responded. "I love my big bro to death, but I just wish he would stop worrying so damn much and let me do what the fuck I choose. Besides, he and the rest of his homies go out performing drive-bys on other gangs. He ain't one to talk shit."
"I can understand where he's coming from though," Cesar replied. "I have two brothers myself. I'm the oldest of three children, and they usually do a lot of dumb shit to get themselves nearly killed. So I don't blame your brother for looking out for you."
"That's different, Ceez," Kendl protested. "You know I don't do any of the dumb shit both your brothers be doing."
"I know, baby," Cesar told her planting a fat kiss onto Kendl's lips. "You're not like any of the whores that be over my hermano's casa. Most importantly, at least you're not actually related to a psychopath"
Kendl giggled. "You got a point there," she admitted. Then she turned to CJ. "Okay, Carl," she started to say, "I'm thinking about applying for food stamps. SanFirm to be exact. Since I'm now grown living with my fiancée here, it's time for me to get my own food stamps."
"Okay," CJ said. "So what you want to do?"
"I want you to take me to the GNAP office over at Market so I can turn this in at the office," Kendl told CJ handing her some signed papers. "I'll need to show them my ID and social security number so I can verify my identity to afford it."
"Okay, sis," CJ told her guiding her to the door. "Yo, we'll be back, Cesar."
"No hay problema, hombre," Cesar replied as he watched Kendl hop out of her seat and walk with CJ to exit the front door. "Take care, holmes. I'll let you use my Savanna. The keys are on the table right there."
Cesar pointed to the keys sitting onto the table that was standing on the left side of the small table.
"Thanks, Cesar," CJ said grabbing the keys from the table.
He and Kendl walked out of the door and to Cesar's red Savanna. CJ hopped inside the driver's seat and Kendl took the passenger's seat.
"What you need food stamps for, girl?" CJ asked as he started the engine and pulled up into the road.
"What DON'T I need food stamps for?" Kendl told him. "For food. What else?"
"You got me there," CJ chuckled. "Just use them wisely. Moms hated prodigal spending."
"I know how to spend my money," Kendl said. "I know what food I want to buy."
"Okay, sis," CJ said as he drove through Verdant Bluffs. "I ain't gonna tell you what to do."
CJ knew Kendl was not only grown, but smart enough to make the right decisions. So it was pointless for him to remind him of things she was already prepared for. She was definitely growing up fast.
CJ finally made it to the GNAP building on Market and parked up front.
"Now wait right here," Kendl told CJ as she hopped out of the car. "I'm just going to collect my food stamps and walk out.
CJ watched as Kendl walked into the building. It was a nice touch for CJ to see his younger sister grow up. Since Sweet was already busy worrying about his own gang, CJ thought that he wouldn't be so protective of her since CJ had this handled himself.
After waiting in the car for almost thirty minutes, Kendl finally exited out of the building and returned to the car.
"Grocery store next, sis?" CJ asked.
"Read my mind, Carl," Kendl replied. "Pik N' Go Market."
So CJ drove away and through Downtown Los Santos.
"So what's up with you, Sweet, and the other guys?" Kendl asked.
"Well," CJ started to explain, "we still trying to get our families back together. Sweet's still serious about trying to get our hood back."
"I see," Kendl said. "Honestly, all three of them are crazy. Sweet's a stubborn, hypocritical bastard who's too damn provincial to see the bigger picture, Big Smoke's a greedy pig whose only motto is eat and eat more, and Ryder's just a stoned asshole. I've been getting in touch with his sister though, and she's definitely doing much better over at Pineland."
"Really?" CJ asked. "That's great to here. Nice to know you two are still talking to each other."
"Yeah," Kendl told him. "She's like a sister that I wish I had instead. I'm planning on meeting her there."
"Yeah," CJ said as he felt his heart thumping a bit.
He continued driving until he finally made it to East Los Santos, where he saw Pik N' Go Market up ahead. CJ parked in front of the store and watched as Kendl hopped out.
"You coming, Carl?" Kendl asked.
CJ reluctantly hopped out of the car and followed Kendl inside the supermarket.
"So how much food stamps you get?" CJ asked.
"$210 worth of food stamps," Kendl replied getting a shopping cart. "I got everything on the list.
Kendl showed CJ the list: milk, bread, cheese, beef, chicken, bananas, bell pepper, oatmeal, cereal, peanut butter, cilantro, flour, eggs, bacon, apples, blueberries, carrots, black eye peas, and spinach.
"Okay," CJ said. "Cool. Now we just need to grab everything and be up outta here."
CJ and Kendl started shopping and navigated through the aisles to pick up the food on the list and store them all on the shopping cart.
After a few minutes of shopping, CJ and Kendl took all the food to the front counter to pay for everything, and Kendl paid $59.02 in food stamps.
"Damn, sis," CJ said as he and Kendl packed the food in the bags and stored them in the shopping cart. "You sure know how to spend food stamps."
"I told you, Carl," Kendl sneered as the two took the cart outside to the vehicle. "I always check the prices before I purchase something."
They popped the trunk of the Savanna and stored the groceries into the trunk. CJ closed the trunk and he and Kendl hopped back inside the Savanna.
"Back to Cesar's, please," Kendl told CJ.
But before CJ even had a chance to start the engine, he looked in his rear-view mirror to find a familiar brown Hermes trailing from behind. CJ rapidly turned his head to see that the Vagos were after him in the vehicle.
"Oh shit!" CJ shouted as he quickly started the engine.
"What is it, Carl?!" Kendl asked.
"I gotta get to Cesar's fast!" CJ shouted stepping on the gas pedal. "Them Vagos are in deep!"
Kendl then turned her head to see the Vagos' vehicle chasing them. "Fuck!" she shouted. "Hurry up and get back to El Corona, Carl! We can't let them fuck up the groceries!"
CJ sped away in the street, with the Vagos chasing after him shooting at him and Kendl. CJ had to get back to Cesar's quickly, or else the groceries in the trunk would be ruined, and Kendl would have to somehow return to spend more food stamps on the food that was listed to supplant the ones destroyed thanks to the Vagos.
"¡Estás jodido!" one of the Vagos shouted as he continued shooting at CJ and Kendl.
CJ payed him no mind as he continued driving away. As if it wasn't bad enough he had to deal with the Ballas, the Vagos couldn't give him a break, and Kendl just had to be involved in the gratuitous chase.
"Hurry, Carl!" Kendl shouted. "We can't let those assholes destroy all the groceries! Because I ain't going back to the store to buy more!"
So tired of dealing with the predicament, CJ performed a drive-by on the Vagos as he made a left turn and raced straight down the bridge. He then made another left turn on Ganton and a right on Willowfield, with the Vagos trailing behind still shooting at him.
By the time CJ made a right turn and finally made it through El Corona, the Vagos were closing in, and CJ decided to preform another drive-by on them. He shot at their vehicle until it caught on fire, and CJ sped away from the vehicle as it exploded behind him.
Kendl sighed in relief. "Thank goodness," she said as CJ finally made it to Cesar's house. "I hope the groceries aren't fucked up!"
CJ parked the Savanna in Cesar's driveway and hopped out of the car. As Kendl got out as well, she and CJ opened the trunk and discerned the food inside the bags carefully. Nothing was smashed, crushed, or broken, not even the eggs.
Kendl let out another sigh of relief. "Thanks goodness none of the food is broken apart."
She and CJ grabbed a coupled of grocery bags and walked into Cesar's house, where the latter was standing right by the door.
"Rough afternoon at the grocery store?" Cesar surmised.
"You have no idea!" CJ told him setting the bags on the table of the dining room.
"We ran into some Eastside Vagos during our trip!" Kendl added. "Real lucky they didn't ruin the groceries!"
"Damn," Cesar uttered stepping outside with CJ and Kendl. "I tell you, those Vagos are jodidamente loco! Believe me, I know. My gang is beefing with those gilipollas!"
"Yeah," CJ replied. "My gang don't get along with them either. Let me help you with the rest of them groceries."
"Hey, CJ," Cesar told him. "You can go on for now. You helped enough, eh. Kendl and I got this."
"Okay they," CJ said as he started leaving. "Later, Ceez."
"Chao," Cesar said.
CJ walked away and decided to get something to eat himself.