Here's a new fanfic for y'all, it's a multi crossover fanfic featuring characters from the boondocks, the Simpsons, South Park, the Cleveland show, Family Guy, Bob's burgers, king of the hill, Beavis and Butthead and Bobby's World. I added a few of my OC characters too. A few movies gave me an awesome idea to write this fic, these movies are suicide squad, daddy daycare, are we there yet?, Django unchained, the longest yard, holes, school of rock, the breakfast club, chicken run and playing with fire.
Chapter One- Fired and finding a new job.
In Willowbrooke California, a twenty five year old Farina Johnson is working at McDonald's as a burger fryer.
"Farina, someone threw up in the women's restroom, I need you to clean it up." Said Wanda.
"Ain't that Joey's job?" Farina asked.
"Do I pay you to ask questions Farina?" Wanda asked angrily.
"No ma'am." She replied softly.
"Then go right now and fix that mean face of yours."
"Gee thanks." Farina said sarcastically.
"And fix your sarcasm while you're at it."
Farina mopped the big mess in the restroom, after she was done she was stopped by a customer. "Hey little girl, you dropped something." The customer said.
She turns around and saw a napkin on the floor, she picks it up and throws it away.
"Hey, you missed one."
She looked again and saw another napkin on the floor. She realize that they are dropping their trash on purpose. "Are you dropping your trash on purpose? Or are you letting your son do it?" She asked.
"EXCUSE ME??? ARE YOU ACCUSING MY SON OF DOING THIS?" The customer's wife screamed.
"Ma'am I'm just asking a question."
"It's not his fault that you can't keep this place clean."
"Of course I do, it's probably more cleaner than your house." Farina roasted.
"I NEED TO SPEAK TO YOUR MANAGER RIGHT NOW." The wife screamed.
"Is there a problem here?" Ms Wanda asked.
"Yes, your rude employee is accusing our son of dropping trash."
"Oh really?" Wanda said, glaring at Farina.
"Wanda, that's not true." Farina said, defending herself.
"And she called us dirty." Said the women's husband.
"Farina Johnson, in my office now." Wanda said as she grabbed her ear.
"OW, that hurts."
"Is this is what I hire you for? To insult my customers?" Wanda argued.
"I didn't insult nobody, they constantly keep dropping their trash on the floor on purpose."
"And it's your job to pick it up, I didn't hire you to be lazy."
"This is bullshit, then what do you hire me for? I thought I was a burger fryer, I work twice as hard as everyone else do and all you ever do give me crap and nag me all the time. How do you sleep at night?"
"GET OUT OF MY OFFICE, YOU'RE FIRED." Wanda screamed.
"You know what, fuck this job, fuck these Karen ass customers, and most of all, fuck you bitch." She said as she grabs her purse and walked out. Before she can get it her car, Wanda stopped her.
"Hold on missy, I need the uniform back."
"WHAT??? Are you crazy? I'm not driving home in my underwear and bra."
"I DON'T CARE, TAKE IT OFF NOW."
"I hate you so much, I hope this maggot filled restaurant of yours goes out of business." She said as she takes off her McDonald's uniform.
"Have fun driving home in your underwear."
"Up yours." Farina snapped and flipping her off.
Meanwhile at home, Farina's husband Larry Johnson is babysitting the neighbor's kids, they're all watching spongebob squarepants. Farina parked her car in her driveway and texted her boyfriend. Larry got her text it reads "I'm outside, get my robe." He was confused, so he texted back "Why?" She text back "I'll explain later." So he did as he was told. He went outside and was shocked and confused to see her in her bra and underwear.
"Jesus Christ Farina, where's your uniform?" Larry asked in shock.
"I got fired, it's a long story, I'll tell you when we get in the house, babe." Farina said, putting on her robe and getting out of her car.
"The kids are in the living room watching tv." He said.
"You're babysitting them in our house?"
"Yeah, they just wants to spend time with me."
Later that night, Larry helps Farina looks for a new job in the news paper.
"I'm so sorry about what happened to you at work, fast food jobs are no fun. You can babysit with me if you want." He said.
"Larry, you know I'm not great with kids. Jesus, mostly every stupid fast food jobs are on the hiring list...hello what's this?"
Farina paused and found that a place that is hiring one more security guard at Willowbrooke Juvenile hall, full time, 15 dollars per hour.
"Wow, Larry look at this."
"Willowbrooke Juvenile hall? I don't think it's a great place to work at, Farina." Larry worried.
"C'mon, think about it, someone needs put these bad ass kids in time out. And you get paid more."
"Are you sure about this hon? The building looks a little rundown, and being around these juveniles is dangerous."
"It'll be fine, besides, these kids don't even have a life there anymore." She said, writing down the phone number.
I'm sorry about this chapter being short, chapter two is almost done.