A/N: It's been a real hot min since I've updated but...I'm baaaaaaaaaack nukkahs! This is the turning point of this story so I really hope you enjoy it from here on out because it's going to get more and more INTENSE! So read and review please, lemme know how good or bad I'm doin...but now on with the generic disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Boondocks in any form of way...unless you count that I have copies of 'Because I Know You Dont Read The Newspaper' 'Fresh For 01 Suckas' 'Public Enemy #2' 'A Right To Be Hostile' and 'All The Rage: Past and Present' but other than that I don't own jack...

Chapter 6: Nothing Like This (House Party)

Meanwhile back at the Freeman Residence…

Riley looked out his bedroom window. He saw the crowd of rowdy teenagers standing in the yard of the DuBois'.

"Oh shit…the party has BEGUN! I'm outty 5000!!!" Riley said grabbing his wallet and left the room in a heartbeat.

"Have fun." Huey sighed. Even though he was finally alone, he noticed one thing…BOREDOM.

"Well I guess I can play Street Fighter Alpha 3 for a little bit." the young freedom fighter said turning on his limited edition Public Enemy themed Playstation 2.

"HUEY!" Granddad yelled up the stairs.

"Yes, Granddad."

"Come on down here, we need have a little talk."

"About…"

"Nigga just get yo ass down here!"

Downstairs…

"Boy, I think its time for the TALK!"

"Granddad, I'm seventeen, I know all about…"

"Nigga hush!" Granddad cut off his eldest grandson with a finger in his face. "Now I'm going to lecture you on having safe sex."

On cue, Granddad then pulled out a box of cheap condoms.

"Do you know what this is?" he spoke slowly as he took one of the condoms out of its package.

"A balloon…no it's a condom, you use them so you can't contact any STD's or have any unwanted pregnancies." Huey stated.

"Ok, I'm impressed." Granddad then pulled his pants down. "Now lemme show you how you put it on…"

"No that's really OKAY!" Huey said closing his eyes tight.

"Fine. Your loss…I'm tryin' to show you how to be safe."

"I'm good, Granddad."

"Okay okay…anyways back to what I was saying." Granddad quickly pulled his pants up. "Oh yeah, when I asked Riley about condoms he told me it was for chumps cuz you can't feel anything. Which is very true might I add."

Huey let out a deep sigh and slapped his forehead. This was going to be a LONG night for him.

Meanwhile at the party…

"Oh shoot this is my jam!" Chad yelled. He then started break dancing to 'The Message' by Grandmaster Flash and The Furious Five.

"Wow Chad…you're so gangsta!" a nearby girl said in awe.

"And I've got money!" he sang as threw a bunch of hundred dollar bills into the air.

Jazmine was sitting on the couch, alone.

"Huey should be here, next to me…" she sighed rubbing the empty spot on the couch. However, Jazmine couldn't help but smile as she saw Caesar and Cindy dancing nearby.

"Aye Jazzy!" Riley said having a seat next to the sad mulatto.

"Hey…" she frowned.

"What's wrong? Period again??"

"NO! I'm just sad…that's all."

"Oh well lemme cheer you-" Riley was about to make a move until his ears suddenly wiggled. The sounds of 'Crank Dat Soulja Boy' filled the atmosphere.

"Yo everyone you know I got that 20 min remix!" Hiro yelled over the mic and restarted the song.

YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUA!!!

"Awww…." Riley felt the rhythm in his body.

"Are you okay?" Jazmine asked with an arched eyebrow. Riley then instantly started dancing to the beat.

"Soulja Boy up in this hoe, watch me lean, watch me roll, watch me Crank Dat Soulja Boy and superman dat hoe!" Riley sang while performing the infamous dance.

Instantly, a crowd formed around Timid Deer Lane's number one thug. Caesar and Cindy just looked and laughed.

"Wow the dances these niggas come up with these days." Caesar sighed.

"I know." Cindy added.

"When will the golden days of hip-hop come back?"

"Whenever Diddy makes a sequel to Press Play!"

Caesar slapped his forehead. "And this is why I stay on my side of the fence."

Meanwhile at the Freeman Residence…

"And that's how I ALMOST met Malcolm X." Granddad ended his story.

"So you're telling me that you had an appointment to meet Malcolm X, but you was kicked out because you was eating a bacon and ham sandwich?"

"How was I suppose to know he didn't like pork?"

"He is a part of the Nation of Islam!"

"Well I guess he doesn't know what he's missing out on then, eh?" Granddad chuckled while licking his lips. There was then an awkward silence between the two.

"So…" Granddad broke the silence. "When are you and the DuBois girl going to start dating?"

"What?!" Huey asked in shock.

"I know you've got a thing for her." Granddad smiled. "Just admit it."

"Love is for suckers."

"Then I guess I must be a sucker?!"

"Yes, you're the one who tried to turn a ho into a housewife. Need I also remind me you of the time when you invited Miss Luna who nearly killed us all?"

"May her soul rest in peace. She was a crazy ass bitch though. That's the last time I'll invite a woman that fought in the Kumite'(WOO-HAH) over for dinner." Granddad said holding his head down in shame. "But back to the business at hand. You're just hidin' your feelings, that's the same thing I did wit ya grandmother, boy."

Huey just let those words sink into his head.

Back at the party…

Riley was having the time of his life on the dance floor with a random girl. He had this girl moving in perfect synchronization with his body. The two moved in perfect motion with the beat.

Big booty hoes -- up wit it!
Hoochie mamas -- up wit it!
Let me see ya touch the ground!
Verse 1: Brother Marquis
I don't know my reputation
But all the niggas in the hood say it's all good
But the btch ain't sht, so you need to make a switch
Smackin' on ya lips with your hands on your hips
Triflin' slimy, don't try me
Playin' on the phone? You supposed to be grown
btch, stop lyin', I ain't with it
Keep runnin' ya mouth and I'ma stick my dick in it
Hoochie hoodrat needs home training
Ghetto-ass always complaining
Tryin to clown in front of my friends
By the way, btch, can I get those ends?
fk theatrics, you ain't no actress
Lay on the mattress and let a nigga splak it
The btch is full of DRAMA!!
Hoochie hoodrat is a hoe like her momma!

She ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!
Yeah, she ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!

"Damn daddy, my ass too big for these low-cut jeans. My butt crack keeps poppin' out!" Keyenta, a thick dark-skinned girl complete with 40DDs and a rather large backside moaned in Riley's ear. Upon hearing this he instantly let go of her and found himself a new partner with relative ease.

Hoe I love your big brown eyes
And the way you shake your thighs
Actin' like you're so damn cute
Let a real nigga just knock them boots
I don't need no confrontation
All I want is an ejaculation
'Cause I like them ghetto hoochies
Ones who like to pop that coochie
[Hoo wee! Miami style!
Makin niggas smile, btch get wild
'Cause freaky sht is what I like
and I love to see two btches dyke
My favorite time is 69
btch you know it's hoochie time
fk what you heard and save the drama
All I want is my hoochie mama!

"Oh Riley! I'm too skinny for these low-cut jeans. My butt crack keeps showin…" Lovelle, a skinny light-skinned female equipped with a petite figure whined into Riley's ear.

"Oh that's the way I like it, hoochie mama!"

SLAP!

She ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!
Yeah, she ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!

"Oh damn ma, I was just singin' the song!" Riley winced in pain at the fresh red handprint marked on his right cheek.

Meanwhile back at The Freeman Residence…

Granddad felt the bass shaking his house like a saltshaker.

"Boy!"

"Granddad, I'm right here." Huey said tapping his foot impatiently, next to his grandfather.

"Oh, didn't notice. It's ten-thirty and them kids is playin' that music too damn loud!"

"Yes, I totally agree."

"Ok, well go tell em' to turn it down!"

"Granddad, I refuse to go to that niggafest!"

"Well if you don't…I'll beat yo ass!"

"I'm seventeen now, is a little ol' leather belt suppose to hurt me?"

"Allow me to show you then. HERE COMES THE PAIN!" Granddad withdrew his infamous belt.

"You've got to be kiddin' me." Huey laughed, showing no fear in his eyes.

"You know what boy, I admire your bravery." Granddad put his belt down. "Just go tell em' damn kids to turn the music down some."

"…" Huey then turned around and went up into his room.

Inside Huey's room…

"I can't believe he still thinks he can boss me around like that!" Huey threw on a plain black tee shirt with some khaki pants. He grabbed his keys and his cell phone and headed back to the ground level of the house.

"Alright Granddad, I'll be back soon." Huey sighed as he noticed Granddad fast asleep on the couch. "Time to head for the niggafest."

Back at the party…

"Aye nigga, watch where you goin!" a young man dressed in all red yelled.

"Nigga, you on the crips side!" a man in all blue spat back.

"Man bump Dookie or Tookie, whatever the hell his name is!"

"Man, fuck this!" the man decked out in all blue pulled a chrome Uzi.

"Oh I got dat raw heat too!" the Blood pulled out a sawed-off shotgun and pointed it towards his enemy's heart. The man in blue then adjusted his aim towards the Blood's head.

IT'S PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!

PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!

PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!

PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!

"You know I got that exclusive thirty minute remix!" Hiro screamed through the speakers.

Suddenly the Blood and the Crip dropped their guns and began dancing to the song. Soon everyone in the room except for Riley, Jazmine, Caesar and Ed the fourth was dancing.

"Niggas…" Riley muttered.

"Damn, I think Huey is startin' to rub off on you." Caesar said playfully punching Riley on the shoulder.

"Maybe…NOT!"

"Wow, this is pretty awkward." Cindy whispered to Jazmine.

"Uh-huh." Jazmine replied nodding her head in agreement.

Meanwhile outside of the DuBois Residence…

Huey shook his head as he noticed parts of the windows cracked. He knew Tom would have a nervous breakdown if he saw his beautiful home in this unstable condition.

"I wonder if the door-" he started to say until he turned the knob and door flew open. Huey's eyes widened in shock as he noticed the house was full of…

"Niggas. In all colors too." he sighed as he swam through the crowd, looking for his younger brother. Huey finally made his way towards the family room and spotted his brother sitting on the couch.

"Riley!" Huey called.

"Huey?" everyone on the couch said with their jaws dropped.

"Yes I know, but I'm here for business purposes." Huey spoke in a firm voice.

"HUEY!" Jazmine squeaked as she hugged Huey for a long time.

"Riley, Granddad said to be home by two o' clock tonight and here's your keys." Huey then tossed the keys to his brother.

"Okay okay…can you go now, nerd?" Riley suggested.

"No Hue, stay we're actually havin' fun!" Caesar smiled. The real reason he was smiling though is because he noticed Jazmine was still latched onto Huey.

"This music…it's killing my brain cells." Huey frowned, still begin embraced by Jazmine.

"Well you know Hiro has got some underground and indie records too, right?"

"Well maybe we should make a request." Huey said finally getting out of Jazmine's hug. The two best friends then left the couch and made their way towards the DJ booth.

"Jazzy, this is your chance!" Cindy yelled over the music.

"I know!" Jazmine replied hugging her best friend.

Meanwhile at the DJ Booth…

"Hiro!" Huey yelled.

"Huey, wuts good?"

"Nothing, especially this music."

"Any requests?"

"Do you have any De La Soul?"

"Yea I have all their albums, man."

"Well can you play-"

"ROC BOYS!" Caesar interrupted.

Huey slapped his forehead. "You're lucky I like Jay-Z."

The room was now filled with the soothing sounds of Just Blaze's infamous trumpets.

"C'mon Huey, it's like black superhero music!" Caesar laughed.

First of all I wan' thank my connect
The most important person with all due respect
Thanks for to duffle bag, the brown paper bag
The Nike shoe box for holding all this cash
Boys in blue who put greed before the badge
The first pusher whoever made the stash
The Roc Boys in the building tonight
Oh what a feeling I'm feeling life
Thanks to the lames, niggas bad aim
Thanks to a little change I tore you out the game
Bullet wounds will stop your bafoonery
Thanks to the pastor rapping at your eulogy
To Lil Kim and them, you know the women friend
Who, carry the work cross state for a gentlemen
Yeah, thanks to all the hustlers
And most importantly you, the customer

Jazmine slowly crept into the booth and grabbed Huey's hand.

"Where are you taking me?" Huey asked while being dragged.

"Somewhere special…" she winked.

On the roof…

"Jazmine, this view is amazing." Huey said in awe. The night was full of starts and a big full moon.

"I know…" she whispering, taking a quick glance at him. Her eyes started watering. The two sat on the roof in silence. Jazmine couldn't believe the situation she now found herself in. She had the man of her dreams in the perfect romantic scene. She only needed to do one more thing…

Meanwhile Huey also had some things on his mind.

'Jazmine seems so different, from her appearance and even her personality.' Huey thought to himself, cupping his chin with his hands. He looked her up and down numerous times. The moonlight illuminated down onto to Jazmine's body to show off her beautiful physique. Her sandy brown hair, now appeared to be golden as it sparkled down her shoulders towards her back. Her emerald eyes glistened as they connected with his almond eyes. What was this feeling that overwhelming him? He felt a burst of warmness in his usual cold heart. Something he hasn't felt ever since his parents left this world, but this felt even warmer. His heart was on fire! The wind whistled through the starry sky, send chills up both of the young adults' spines.

"So Jazmine…" Huey looked down at his sweaty palms. "Why did you bring me up here?"

Jazmine looked deep into Huey's eyes. 'C'mon Jazzy! This is it. It's now or never…'

"Huey…" Jazmine began. "I love you, I have been in love with you for seven years! Ever since I first laid eyes on you when I moved in across the street." she spoke in a gentle voice.

Huey's eyes shot open in shock.

"Yes, despite all the times you've ignored me, insulted me, even threatened me, I've always been by your side." Jazmine choked in between tears.

Huey just sat there in awe. He couldn't believe that Jazmine DuBois, just spilled her heart out to him. Suddenly, the night was filled by the drums of 'Nothing Like This' by J Dilla (R.I.P.)

"Rest in peace JAY DEE!" Hiro screamed into the mic.

'That's a loud ass microphone.' Huey thought. As soon as the synthesizer and computerized vocals came in harmony with the drums, Huey instantly began to nod his head. Listening to the lyrics he noticed the song was practically singing to him.

'I've never felt quite like this…' the lyrics echoed through Huey's head. Jazmine moved closer to her love. She then rested her head on Huey's broad shoulder.

"I love you, Huey Freeman…"

Meanwhile inside the house…

"Caesar?" Cindy asked, smiling flirtatiously.

"Huh?" he was too busy focusing on his drink.

"You know you want some of this vanilla…" she then licked his ear.

"Maybe…but mama warmed me about your type!"

"What about me?" she pouted, placing her hands on her hips.

"She told me that you're the-" he was interrupted by Cindy's lips connecting to his. At first Caesar was shocked by the kiss, but mere seconds later he gave in and applied some pressure to the kiss with his tongue. They continued to play tonsil hockey until they was interrupted…

"Damn, why don't yall niggas get a room?" Riley growled, with a hint of jealousy in his voice.

"I've never felt nothing like this…" Caesar said aloud.

Meanwhile back on the roof…

Huey was still in awe, and also full of guilt. All these years he has taken his anger out on her. From telling her the tooth fairy isn't real to not helping her study for her American Government quiz. But yet, she only had love for him. Huey felt his eyes water as his guilt came crashing down on him. Jazmine however, just remained silent. She was full of pride since she finally spilled her heart out to her love. The mulatto smiled as she snuggled her head into Huey's chest.

"Jazmine, I'm sorry for…" but he was quickly interrupted by her peaceful snoring. His angel was asleep! He frowned and just looked up to the moon.

"I've never felt nothing like this…"

The cat's finally out the bag as Jazmine finally reveals her feelings to Huey. Left in shock will the revolution be able to return the feelings? Also it seems Caesar and Cindy have a little somethin' somethin' goin' on! How will these new couples cooperate as one? Also, what will happen to the now lonely Riley? Find out in Chapter 7: Meet The Neighbors...

A/N: You all know what to do...thanks in advance! PEACE WITH CHICKEN GREASE FROM THE MIDDLE EAST!

One love,

Operation: Doomsday