* A/N: Hey, I'm back with another *guhroovy* chapter! I hope you enjoy it! *
## Barrett's POV ##
The machine lifted off of the ground and began to spin around rapidly. "Holy F**K!
What's goin on?!?!" I screamed.
"We're going back into time!!!" Yuffie and Tifa yipped together. Dah, women.
"Hey, can we listen to music while we're going?" Tifa asked.
"Yeah, Pleeeeeeeaaaassseeeee???" Yuffie begged.
"Ugh, okay, this will be about a half hour ride anyway," Red gave in. He pressed the radio
button and music came blaring through the speakers in the back. "I'm Gonna Be Alright"
came on the radio. Tifa and Yuffie began dancing in their seats again.
"What is up with them and music?" Cid asked me.
Cloud answered him by saying, "It's a girl thing. Some things just weren't made for men
to know."
Cid and I laughed heartily. I thought about my wife and daughter at home most of the
way. I didn't know how the hell long I was going to be in the past. I was really gonna miss
them. Song by song played until it was "the rap ten." I guess it was a fancy was of saying
ten minutes of "rap" music. A song called "Boughetto" came on. It had a good beat. I
started bobbing my head. I could sense weird looks from Cid, Cloud, and Red so I turned
my head to look at them. My senses were correct. Cloud had the funniest look.
"You?" he said almost closing one eye. "You like this music? This is nothing but a fast
talker with a good beat. I would have thought you'd be the last person to like this music."
Cid and Red nodded their heads in agreement.
"Yeah, well, shows how much ya know me, huh?" I shot back. They always jump to
conclusions. And they're always the wrong ones too. F**k them. I kept bobbing my head
regardless.
"You go boy!" Yuffie said to me.
"Don't listen to those retards!" Tifa yelled. They kept dancing and I bobbed my head
along with them. I kept looking back and bobbing my head to them. Pretty soon we had
arrived somewhere. The time machine stopped spinning and Cid looked like he was going
to faint.
"I think I'm gonna be f**king sick!!" he screamed. "Red, open the door, and speed it
up!" Red opened the door and Cid ran out and hurled right outside of the machine.
We all had disgusted faces on. One by one, everyone got off the machine, stepping over
the puddle of vomit sh*t. Some colorful things with wheels were speeding by us. We were
standing on hard cement with yellow and white dashed and solid lines.
"Get offa the road damnit!" someone screamed from one of the things.
"F**k off!" I yelled back waving my fist in their face.
"What the hell is your problem?" someone else yelled from the other side of us.
"What the hell is up your ass?" Cid yelled back waving his fist in the air.
"You guys, we're actually in the middle of a road, and those things are cars," Red told us.
"How do they work?" Cloud asked.
"The same way motorcycles work," Red answered.
"Chocobos are probably faster," Tifa commented.
"Help me push this to the side of the road," Red commanded us. We all took a side of it
and pushed it to the other side. On the way I threatened other cars trying to mash into us
with my weapons. When we had completed that task Red walked over to us from his side
of the time machine. "I've been thinking on our way over here about how we're going to
find Vincent and Prizmle. We're going to have to keep a low profile while doing so
though."
"How can we keep a low profile with a talking wolf named Red thirteen?" Yuffie asked.
"Hey, I can keep quiet like a regular wolf unlike Cait Sith. Try explaining that," Red told
us.
"Why didn't we get Cait to come along with us anyway?" Tifa asked Cloud.
"Oh so many reasons," Cloud said shaking his head.
"Anyone have any ideas?" Red asked.
I had an idea of how we could keep a low profile. A very good one if I may add. I didn't
mention it at first because I would be the only one who would be able to follow through
with it.
"Barret...I know you're thinking of something," Red grinned. "What's cooking in your big
head?"
Now I had to say it, damnit. "We should join a gang," I told them. Everyone gave me
weird looks.
"How is a gang gonna give us a low profile?" Cid asked.
"Think about it: a group of people so no one can single us out, we'll be out and about so
no one will find us in one place, and most importantly, we might be somehow linked to
Prizmle," I told them. I knew they couldn't decide against it after my last point.
"Good idea," Cloud said. The others agreed quickly. "One problem," he started, "how are
we going to get into a gang?"
"No, I'm single," Tifa said giggling at someone from behind everyone. We all turned
around and saw her talking to some thug off of the street. "Yes, I'll call you once I have
time," she said turning away from him. When she turned around she came face to face
with ours. Her grin grew bigger. "What?" she giggled.
"She's our key," I said.
"You got some guy's digits?" Yuffie asked. "I could probably do that to if I wanted to,"
she added.
"Digits? Oy, whatever," Cloud said rolling his eyes. He likes her, that bitch. He won't
admit it, but I know he does.
"Teef, we were just talking about joining a gang to keep a low profile," I told her. "What
do you think?"
"A gang?" she said with a terrified look on her face.
"Yeah, but don't worry about it. If someone threatens you in any way I'll bust their jaw," I
said reassuringly.
"Well, in that case you can put a clown suit on me and call me Bobo!" she said smiling.
We all laughed. We all walked down the sidewalk to a store. We walked in full of gil in
our pockets. We looked for thuggish and ghetto clothes. I was the expert, of course.
Cloud went into a dressing room and came out in a do rag, baggy timbs, and a wifebeater.
"Word up to my home fries boyeee!" he said.
"HAHAHAHAHA!" everyone cracked up.
"Oh my gosh Cloud," Tifa said snickering. "That was REALLY bad!" She was almost on
the floor now from laughing so hard.
"What? You think you can do betta, bitch?" He asked in a ghetto voice.
"Sorry, but hell yeah!" she said going into the dressing room full of clothes. She came out
with her hair in dreadlocks, a tight black tank top, baggy jeans, and a lot of makeup on. "Dis is
ghetto fabulous, yo!" she said admiring her gear. She picked up two sides of the top of her
shirt and said, "Check ME out!"
My mouth dropped. This girl knew how to work that ghetto stuff. "You go girl," I said
giving her some dap.
Cloud was mad. "Nah I can be just as ghetto as you," he said folding his arms.
"No you can't," Tifa said with attitude while shaking her head. She walked over to him
and looked him over. "You have close to no ass, hardly a waist, and you need to loosen
up with the hair gel....you look like a punk!"
Cloud faked tears. "You hurt my feelings." He ran back into the dressing room and fake
cried.
"Somebody's PMSing," Cid said rolling his eyes. We all laughed and waited for him to
come out so Tifa could change. When she came out we all went to purchase our stuff.
"$76.88 is your total," the cashier told us. We all looked at one another. What the hell
were "dollars?"
"Dollars?" Yuffie asked.
"Yes, you know, money? change? bucks? moolah?" she told us. We could tell she was
getting pretty annoyed.
"Um, all we have is gil," Cloud said laughing nervously.
"Gil? What's that?" she asked him with an attitude.
I sighed. Obviously, we weren't going to get what we came here for. "Come on guys, we
don't have enough dollars to buy anything," I said turning around.
"Wait a second!" the cashier screamed. I turned back around. "Aren't you Mr. T?" she said
starting to laugh. "Is this one of those candid camera shows?" She looked like she was in
a jungle searching for prey.
Cloud looked at me and I looked at him. "What the hell is she talking about?" he whispered
loudly. I shrugged my shoulders. Yuffie kicked me.
"Yes, of course he's Mr. T, but you're not on any candid camera. Sorry!" Yuffie told the
lady. We didn't know it then but she saved our butts.
"Oh my gosh! I knew you were Mr. T!!" the lady screamed. "May I have your autograph?"
"Sure," I said. I looked towards Yuffie with a "thank you" face on.
"Great!" she said as she got out a pen and a piece of paper. "Could you write 'To my good
friend Tricia' ?"
"Sure thing," I said as he gave Tricia her autograph.
"Is there anything I can do for you Mr. T? Anything at all?" she said with eagerness in her voice.
"Well, there is ONE thing," Barrett said. "Could we please have these clothes? I just spent
all my.." I searched for a word to say. "Bucks...I spent all of my bucks at the uh, music
store down the street."
"Yes, he did," Tifa chimed in. "He was buying Elaine and I music for our morning workouts."
"Yep," Yuffie agreed.
"Sure!" the lady said. "You can have everything you wanted to purchase! I am so honored to have
met you Mr. T. I've been a huge fan for a long time." She spoke very fast.
"It's been nice talking to you too," I told the lady. "But my friends and I need to go now. I have
a...meeting with....some men about some shoes...yeah."
"Okay, bye Mr. T!" the lady said. She waved at us as we left the store.
"Phew!" we all said the second we were out of there. We all went into an eatery and changed in
the bathrooms. We threw all of our old clothes away, and then waited for night to come.
## Later That Night ##
"Are you ready?" Red asked us. He had a leather jacket on and some sunshades.
"Hell yeah!" Tifa said with her thug outfit on.
"You better F**king believe it!" Cid said with his jersey and baggy pants on.
"Of course!" Yuffie said with her ghetto fabulous outfit on. She had a huge wig on, gold lipstick,
long fingernails, a tank top, a super short skirt, a purse, and ten inch heels.
"I thought I was 'the key'," Tifa laughed.
"You're good at being ghetto," Barrett laughed along with her.
"Cloud, you ready?" Red asked.
"Ugh, sure," he replied. He had cornrows instead of his usual spiky hair, his do rag, a wifebeater,
and his timbs on.
"Then let's go," Red said leading the way out of the alley they were resting in. We all followed
until we reached the parking lot of a grocery store. There were bunch of guys smoking near
the back corner of the store. "You guys ready to go over?"
Tifa inhaled and then exhaled. "Yeah, I'm ready." Everyone else nodded, and then started walking.
As we got closer one of the guys noticed us and slapped one of the other guy's arms to get his
attention.
"Look what we got here," the first guy said.
Yuffie knew this was her cue to do something. "Hey guys," she said as she walked up to them. She
dropped her purse behind her. "Oops," she cooed, "I'd better pick that up." She bent over in front
of their faces slowly so that they could take in what she was throwing at them.
They all whistled, and yelled oohs and aahs. "I wanna take you home tonight girl," one of the guys
said.
"You want a little dark chocolate?" one of the guys said to Tifa.
"Do you want some white chocolate?" she said back.
"Yeah girl," he answered with a half smile.
"Can't have me, this is my boo," she said grabbing Barrett's arm.
"Oh, I see how it is," he said looking her up and down.
"We want to join up with y'all," Cloud said.
They all burst out laughing. "You...want to join...with US?!" one guy said trying hard to breathe.
"Yeah, you wanna laugh some more?" Tifa said lifting up her fist. She had a bracelet with sharp
spikes on it.
"Naw," one said. "We'll let you and your friends in but the whole white boy attitude on that one," he
said pointing to Cloud, "hasta go."
"White boy attitude? Man, I am down with it!" Cloud said with hand motions...which he impersonated
poorly.
The gang members laughed. "Aight, we'll let you in, youse funny."
"Yeah boy! Damn, dass what I'm talkin about!" Cid yelled.
"Yeah, well we gotta lay some things down for you first. First of all, we's the Threataz...we bad,
knamean? The baddest mothaf**kas in alla LA," one member said. The rest of the members barked like dogs. We snickered at this action.
"I'm Nappy Dawg," the member said.
"I'm Ruff," one with a patch on his left eye said.
"I'm D-1," a burly one said.
"Peace EZ," one with an afro said.
"And I'm D-Licious," another one said. He looked like a pretty boy. I looked at Tifa and Yuffie's
faces. They were grinning at D-Licious, and he blew them kisses. Damn pretty boy.
"Tuhnight," Nappy Dawg began, "we gonna do somethin small and get some eats from da market, iight?"
"Aight," we all said to him. We all followed him into the food market.
He turned to us and said, "Er'body grab a couple thangs and meet me at da fronta da sto'."
"Is it okay if I just get a couple pints of ice cream? I need to keep my weight up," Tifa said
pushing out her boobs.
Nappy Dawg's eyes popped out. "A..da..yeah...you keep that up girl," he managed to spit out.
Tifa giggled to herself. Yuffie gave her some dap. Everyone got a couple of things and met Nappy at
the front of the store.
"Y'all ready?" he asked us. We all nodded. "Okay. Yo, when I say three, we run for it aight?" We all
nodded. "One, two....three!" he yelled and we all ran out of the store. We were almost home free once
we reached the highway.
"Freeze!"
* A/N: Hmm...I wonder who that could be...lol. Please review, and I'll put up another chapter in a couple
of days! Sorry for the errors...I just don't check it all that much after writing for a while. *
## Barrett's POV ##
The machine lifted off of the ground and began to spin around rapidly. "Holy F**K!
What's goin on?!?!" I screamed.
"We're going back into time!!!" Yuffie and Tifa yipped together. Dah, women.
"Hey, can we listen to music while we're going?" Tifa asked.
"Yeah, Pleeeeeeeaaaassseeeee???" Yuffie begged.
"Ugh, okay, this will be about a half hour ride anyway," Red gave in. He pressed the radio
button and music came blaring through the speakers in the back. "I'm Gonna Be Alright"
came on the radio. Tifa and Yuffie began dancing in their seats again.
"What is up with them and music?" Cid asked me.
Cloud answered him by saying, "It's a girl thing. Some things just weren't made for men
to know."
Cid and I laughed heartily. I thought about my wife and daughter at home most of the
way. I didn't know how the hell long I was going to be in the past. I was really gonna miss
them. Song by song played until it was "the rap ten." I guess it was a fancy was of saying
ten minutes of "rap" music. A song called "Boughetto" came on. It had a good beat. I
started bobbing my head. I could sense weird looks from Cid, Cloud, and Red so I turned
my head to look at them. My senses were correct. Cloud had the funniest look.
"You?" he said almost closing one eye. "You like this music? This is nothing but a fast
talker with a good beat. I would have thought you'd be the last person to like this music."
Cid and Red nodded their heads in agreement.
"Yeah, well, shows how much ya know me, huh?" I shot back. They always jump to
conclusions. And they're always the wrong ones too. F**k them. I kept bobbing my head
regardless.
"You go boy!" Yuffie said to me.
"Don't listen to those retards!" Tifa yelled. They kept dancing and I bobbed my head
along with them. I kept looking back and bobbing my head to them. Pretty soon we had
arrived somewhere. The time machine stopped spinning and Cid looked like he was going
to faint.
"I think I'm gonna be f**king sick!!" he screamed. "Red, open the door, and speed it
up!" Red opened the door and Cid ran out and hurled right outside of the machine.
We all had disgusted faces on. One by one, everyone got off the machine, stepping over
the puddle of vomit sh*t. Some colorful things with wheels were speeding by us. We were
standing on hard cement with yellow and white dashed and solid lines.
"Get offa the road damnit!" someone screamed from one of the things.
"F**k off!" I yelled back waving my fist in their face.
"What the hell is your problem?" someone else yelled from the other side of us.
"What the hell is up your ass?" Cid yelled back waving his fist in the air.
"You guys, we're actually in the middle of a road, and those things are cars," Red told us.
"How do they work?" Cloud asked.
"The same way motorcycles work," Red answered.
"Chocobos are probably faster," Tifa commented.
"Help me push this to the side of the road," Red commanded us. We all took a side of it
and pushed it to the other side. On the way I threatened other cars trying to mash into us
with my weapons. When we had completed that task Red walked over to us from his side
of the time machine. "I've been thinking on our way over here about how we're going to
find Vincent and Prizmle. We're going to have to keep a low profile while doing so
though."
"How can we keep a low profile with a talking wolf named Red thirteen?" Yuffie asked.
"Hey, I can keep quiet like a regular wolf unlike Cait Sith. Try explaining that," Red told
us.
"Why didn't we get Cait to come along with us anyway?" Tifa asked Cloud.
"Oh so many reasons," Cloud said shaking his head.
"Anyone have any ideas?" Red asked.
I had an idea of how we could keep a low profile. A very good one if I may add. I didn't
mention it at first because I would be the only one who would be able to follow through
with it.
"Barret...I know you're thinking of something," Red grinned. "What's cooking in your big
head?"
Now I had to say it, damnit. "We should join a gang," I told them. Everyone gave me
weird looks.
"How is a gang gonna give us a low profile?" Cid asked.
"Think about it: a group of people so no one can single us out, we'll be out and about so
no one will find us in one place, and most importantly, we might be somehow linked to
Prizmle," I told them. I knew they couldn't decide against it after my last point.
"Good idea," Cloud said. The others agreed quickly. "One problem," he started, "how are
we going to get into a gang?"
"No, I'm single," Tifa said giggling at someone from behind everyone. We all turned
around and saw her talking to some thug off of the street. "Yes, I'll call you once I have
time," she said turning away from him. When she turned around she came face to face
with ours. Her grin grew bigger. "What?" she giggled.
"She's our key," I said.
"You got some guy's digits?" Yuffie asked. "I could probably do that to if I wanted to,"
she added.
"Digits? Oy, whatever," Cloud said rolling his eyes. He likes her, that bitch. He won't
admit it, but I know he does.
"Teef, we were just talking about joining a gang to keep a low profile," I told her. "What
do you think?"
"A gang?" she said with a terrified look on her face.
"Yeah, but don't worry about it. If someone threatens you in any way I'll bust their jaw," I
said reassuringly.
"Well, in that case you can put a clown suit on me and call me Bobo!" she said smiling.
We all laughed. We all walked down the sidewalk to a store. We walked in full of gil in
our pockets. We looked for thuggish and ghetto clothes. I was the expert, of course.
Cloud went into a dressing room and came out in a do rag, baggy timbs, and a wifebeater.
"Word up to my home fries boyeee!" he said.
"HAHAHAHAHA!" everyone cracked up.
"Oh my gosh Cloud," Tifa said snickering. "That was REALLY bad!" She was almost on
the floor now from laughing so hard.
"What? You think you can do betta, bitch?" He asked in a ghetto voice.
"Sorry, but hell yeah!" she said going into the dressing room full of clothes. She came out
with her hair in dreadlocks, a tight black tank top, baggy jeans, and a lot of makeup on. "Dis is
ghetto fabulous, yo!" she said admiring her gear. She picked up two sides of the top of her
shirt and said, "Check ME out!"
My mouth dropped. This girl knew how to work that ghetto stuff. "You go girl," I said
giving her some dap.
Cloud was mad. "Nah I can be just as ghetto as you," he said folding his arms.
"No you can't," Tifa said with attitude while shaking her head. She walked over to him
and looked him over. "You have close to no ass, hardly a waist, and you need to loosen
up with the hair gel....you look like a punk!"
Cloud faked tears. "You hurt my feelings." He ran back into the dressing room and fake
cried.
"Somebody's PMSing," Cid said rolling his eyes. We all laughed and waited for him to
come out so Tifa could change. When she came out we all went to purchase our stuff.
"$76.88 is your total," the cashier told us. We all looked at one another. What the hell
were "dollars?"
"Dollars?" Yuffie asked.
"Yes, you know, money? change? bucks? moolah?" she told us. We could tell she was
getting pretty annoyed.
"Um, all we have is gil," Cloud said laughing nervously.
"Gil? What's that?" she asked him with an attitude.
I sighed. Obviously, we weren't going to get what we came here for. "Come on guys, we
don't have enough dollars to buy anything," I said turning around.
"Wait a second!" the cashier screamed. I turned back around. "Aren't you Mr. T?" she said
starting to laugh. "Is this one of those candid camera shows?" She looked like she was in
a jungle searching for prey.
Cloud looked at me and I looked at him. "What the hell is she talking about?" he whispered
loudly. I shrugged my shoulders. Yuffie kicked me.
"Yes, of course he's Mr. T, but you're not on any candid camera. Sorry!" Yuffie told the
lady. We didn't know it then but she saved our butts.
"Oh my gosh! I knew you were Mr. T!!" the lady screamed. "May I have your autograph?"
"Sure," I said. I looked towards Yuffie with a "thank you" face on.
"Great!" she said as she got out a pen and a piece of paper. "Could you write 'To my good
friend Tricia' ?"
"Sure thing," I said as he gave Tricia her autograph.
"Is there anything I can do for you Mr. T? Anything at all?" she said with eagerness in her voice.
"Well, there is ONE thing," Barrett said. "Could we please have these clothes? I just spent
all my.." I searched for a word to say. "Bucks...I spent all of my bucks at the uh, music
store down the street."
"Yes, he did," Tifa chimed in. "He was buying Elaine and I music for our morning workouts."
"Yep," Yuffie agreed.
"Sure!" the lady said. "You can have everything you wanted to purchase! I am so honored to have
met you Mr. T. I've been a huge fan for a long time." She spoke very fast.
"It's been nice talking to you too," I told the lady. "But my friends and I need to go now. I have
a...meeting with....some men about some shoes...yeah."
"Okay, bye Mr. T!" the lady said. She waved at us as we left the store.
"Phew!" we all said the second we were out of there. We all went into an eatery and changed in
the bathrooms. We threw all of our old clothes away, and then waited for night to come.
## Later That Night ##
"Are you ready?" Red asked us. He had a leather jacket on and some sunshades.
"Hell yeah!" Tifa said with her thug outfit on.
"You better F**king believe it!" Cid said with his jersey and baggy pants on.
"Of course!" Yuffie said with her ghetto fabulous outfit on. She had a huge wig on, gold lipstick,
long fingernails, a tank top, a super short skirt, a purse, and ten inch heels.
"I thought I was 'the key'," Tifa laughed.
"You're good at being ghetto," Barrett laughed along with her.
"Cloud, you ready?" Red asked.
"Ugh, sure," he replied. He had cornrows instead of his usual spiky hair, his do rag, a wifebeater,
and his timbs on.
"Then let's go," Red said leading the way out of the alley they were resting in. We all followed
until we reached the parking lot of a grocery store. There were bunch of guys smoking near
the back corner of the store. "You guys ready to go over?"
Tifa inhaled and then exhaled. "Yeah, I'm ready." Everyone else nodded, and then started walking.
As we got closer one of the guys noticed us and slapped one of the other guy's arms to get his
attention.
"Look what we got here," the first guy said.
Yuffie knew this was her cue to do something. "Hey guys," she said as she walked up to them. She
dropped her purse behind her. "Oops," she cooed, "I'd better pick that up." She bent over in front
of their faces slowly so that they could take in what she was throwing at them.
They all whistled, and yelled oohs and aahs. "I wanna take you home tonight girl," one of the guys
said.
"You want a little dark chocolate?" one of the guys said to Tifa.
"Do you want some white chocolate?" she said back.
"Yeah girl," he answered with a half smile.
"Can't have me, this is my boo," she said grabbing Barrett's arm.
"Oh, I see how it is," he said looking her up and down.
"We want to join up with y'all," Cloud said.
They all burst out laughing. "You...want to join...with US?!" one guy said trying hard to breathe.
"Yeah, you wanna laugh some more?" Tifa said lifting up her fist. She had a bracelet with sharp
spikes on it.
"Naw," one said. "We'll let you and your friends in but the whole white boy attitude on that one," he
said pointing to Cloud, "hasta go."
"White boy attitude? Man, I am down with it!" Cloud said with hand motions...which he impersonated
poorly.
The gang members laughed. "Aight, we'll let you in, youse funny."
"Yeah boy! Damn, dass what I'm talkin about!" Cid yelled.
"Yeah, well we gotta lay some things down for you first. First of all, we's the Threataz...we bad,
knamean? The baddest mothaf**kas in alla LA," one member said. The rest of the members barked like dogs. We snickered at this action.
"I'm Nappy Dawg," the member said.
"I'm Ruff," one with a patch on his left eye said.
"I'm D-1," a burly one said.
"Peace EZ," one with an afro said.
"And I'm D-Licious," another one said. He looked like a pretty boy. I looked at Tifa and Yuffie's
faces. They were grinning at D-Licious, and he blew them kisses. Damn pretty boy.
"Tuhnight," Nappy Dawg began, "we gonna do somethin small and get some eats from da market, iight?"
"Aight," we all said to him. We all followed him into the food market.
He turned to us and said, "Er'body grab a couple thangs and meet me at da fronta da sto'."
"Is it okay if I just get a couple pints of ice cream? I need to keep my weight up," Tifa said
pushing out her boobs.
Nappy Dawg's eyes popped out. "A..da..yeah...you keep that up girl," he managed to spit out.
Tifa giggled to herself. Yuffie gave her some dap. Everyone got a couple of things and met Nappy at
the front of the store.
"Y'all ready?" he asked us. We all nodded. "Okay. Yo, when I say three, we run for it aight?" We all
nodded. "One, two....three!" he yelled and we all ran out of the store. We were almost home free once
we reached the highway.
"Freeze!"
* A/N: Hmm...I wonder who that could be...lol. Please review, and I'll put up another chapter in a couple
of days! Sorry for the errors...I just don't check it all that much after writing for a while. *