A/N: Here's the epilogue to the story. It's basically just going to tell what happened after they found out about Carmela's pregnancy. Right now I'm debating if I want to write a sequel to this or not. How about you guys tell me. Also I know some things in the last chapter were a little farfetched, but this based off a cartoon and anything can happen in a cartoon so bare with me guys!

Disclaimer: this! You know I don't own this , nigga.

One more A/N: If you like this...then you're bound to love my newest creation. It's a joint-fic by Young Neil and myself. It's called Scandulous Scholastics! Go peep and leave it some REVIEWS.

Chapter 19: Epilogue Rollin' on 24's…

7 Months Later (July)

Huey's narration

Six months after we arrived back home from New York, we finally graduated from the hell hole known as Ed Wuncler Memorial High School. Jazmine stayed rank as number two, I finally passed her and became number one! Caesar moved up to seventy-two, but Cindy still outranked him by one by holding down rank number seventy-one. Carmela was a little more than three months into her pregnancy and now lived with us. Now you might be asking why Carmela lives Riley, Granddad and myself? Answer is simple, her father Arturo kicked her out for getting pregnant at the age of sixteen. Arturo was later on arrested for attempted murder against my family.

Flashback to April…

It was a full moon outside tonight and everyone in the Freeman house was tucked in their beds ready to dream the night away. However two lovebirds just couldn't fall asleep. After Carmela moved in Riley moved into the guest room with her. Huey finally got the room all to his self! Too bad four out of seven nights Jazmine would sneak over to spend the night. Naughty naughty...but back to Carmela and Riley.

"Esco?" Carmela whispered, pulling the covers up.

"Huh?" he asked half-awake.

"I can't go to sleep!" she whined. Her belly was starting to show development. "Our little one is kicking."

"See if you would just let the doctor tell us the sex of the kid, we wouldn't have to call him little one."

"How do you know it's a him?"

"It better be a nigga. I don't need no girl." he sucked his teeth. "Then I'll hafta spoil her ass."

"Yep, like how you spoil me…" she rubbed her belly. "I just want it to be a surprise."

"The surprise better be a penis." Riley then noticed that his sentence kind of came out the wrong way. "No homo."

Suddenly a green ball bust through the guest room's window. The two jumped in freight and noticed what the green ball really was.

"GRENADE!" Riley screamed as he hopped out of the bed.

Riley then did a quick roll, scooped up the frag grenade and threw back out the window. Just as it sailed out of the window, it exploded in mid air. Young Reezy wiped some of the sweat from off his forehead and looked out of the window. His eyes nearly popped out of the socket as he noticed Arturo, dressed up in all black holding an RPG launcher (Rocket Propelled Grenade) taking aim for the guest room.

"What the…"

"What's going on, Riley?" Carmela asked, obviously unaware of the danger about to occur.

"Your pops seems to be a little upset still." Riley then stuck his head out the window. "Look Arturo! Don't take it out on my family, be a man and retaliate on me!"

"Okay, you got ten seconds to come down here or else your house becomes dust." Arturo grinned as he aimed the RPG at the window.

Riley then quickly ran to his closet and pulled out a weapon of his own. An RPD, a gift given to him by Ed and Rummy for being a father-to-be. He quickly loaded some magazines into it, but by then he only had five seconds left.

Five.

Riley kicked the guest room door down and began to run towards the stairs.

Four.

Riley hopped down all twenty steps of stairs and landed on his feet like a cat.

Three.

While running towards the door his clip fell out.

Two.

He frantically tried to reload the weapon.

One.

He cursed loudly as he knew his time was up.

On cue Arturo pulled the trigger and the rocket flew out of the RPG. However the rocket didn't soar towards the Freeman residence, instead it flew and connected with Thugnificent's front door. The rocket exploded on impact blowing a huge hole through the main entrance of the manor. Luckily, Thugnificent and The Lethal Injection Crew were out on tour so no one was hurt. Arturo scratched his balding head in confusion. He then noticed the obvious, he was holding the RPG backwards. He cursed in English and Spanish at his foolish error.

"I guess you should have read the instructions." Riley laughed . "Now put down the goddamn weapon!"

Riley took aim with the RPD and had his crosshairs set right in between Arturo's eyes. Carmela's father dropped his heavy weapon and laid down on the ground til the cops arrived.

End Flashback…back to Huey's narration

Lucky for Riley, he showed them his NRA license he had ever since he was nine. But um back to was I was saying before that flashback. After Carmela moved in with us in April, she had her baby in two weeks ago which was two months earlier than expected. It was a beautiful baby girl that weighed five pounds and two ounces. After less than five seconds of thinking Carmela came up with the name Kiyone. Riley was left giving her the middle name. After five seconds of thinking he came up with the middle name Mone' (Mo-nay). Kiyone Mone' Freeman, once she hits elementary school they are going to have a ball with her name. The baby had the same skin tone as Carmela and had Riley's face. So now you might be wondering how Jazmine, Caesar, Cindy and myself are doing? Well we are all still in our respectful relationships and all plan on going to Woodcrest University in early September. You also might be wondering what happened to my grandfather, Robert Freeman. By some odd turn of events the same day Kiyone was born, Granddad pasted away. Personally I think my niece is a bad omen, who knows?

WHACK!

"Ow!"

"Don't talk about Kiyone like that!" Jazmine said, putting her frying pan down.

"Sorry, I was just reminiscing on everything that has happened since our senior year." Huey rubbed his head.

"Oh really…" Jazmine said dreamily. "Best year of my life."

"It was pretty good." Huey admitted. "It was the first time I've been happy ever since Kanye made his comments about Bush."

Jazmine giggled. She then picked up her pair of white sunglasses from the counter and began to imitate Kanye West.

"George Bush doesn't care about black people." Jazmine stared blankly at Huey.

"The true winner of that segment was Mike Myers. He didn't know what the hell to do, he kept it professional though."

Huey and Jazmine laughed together until he pulled her into a hug. She then looked up into his eyes.

"Huey, back at my party…why'd you finally accept me? You never told me how you truly feel about me."

"Jazmine, I really I've had strong feelings for you ever since our childhood."

"When did you first notice?"

"After Cairo broke my nose. You were caring towards me even when I pushed you away." he sighed.

"I know!" Jazmine said with pride. "Because I don't head butt my friends!"

"Oh, don't remind me. It's bad enough I had to see him at Granddad's funeral last week."

"I'm sorry." she kissed him on the cheek. "So that's when you first noticed you loved me, huh?"

"Something like that." he gave her a small smile.

"Then why did it take you nearly eight years to confess?"

"I didn't know if you felt the same way. That's what this revolutionary's ultimate weakness is: rejection."

"Huey, even Ray Charles could see that I was head over heels for you and I still am!"

"Well…" Huey tried to find some words.

"Did I just have to dress up for you to notice me?"

He shook his head from side to side.

"Well, did I have to straighten my naps?!" the volume of her voice increased a little.

"No it was just time. I had to let my heart out of the cage." Huey said. "Just ask Riley. I was writing tons of poetry about you the week of your niggafest. You dressing up was the just the icing on the cake. Definitely an improvement over those nappy roots."

"Oh shu-" she was cut off by Huey's tender lips connecting with hers. After nearly two minutes of playing tonsil hockey, the two broke it off to catch some breathe. Their orbs connected once again and filled their body with love.

"I love you, Huey Freeman."

"I love you too, Jazmine Dubois."

A/N: And that's the end of the story. Thanks for supporting this story and may BOONDOCKS FANFICTION LIVE ALL DAY EVERYDAY! REVIEW PLEASE AND LEMME KNOW IF I SHOULD MAKE A SEQUEL OR NOT.

T. MIKE