Mr.Toffee, it is appreciated.

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"Uh... I think you're goin over board here," Caesar teased, looking at Huey's shopping cart.

"Well... I don't know what to do about any of this," Huey admitted, tossing in another pack of diapers, "I mean... baby stuff,"

"She isn't even pregnant yet and you're already buying..." Caesar laughed, nudging at large box taking up most of the space of the cart, "a baby bed,"

"Hey! It's gonna happen soon so I don't wanna...ya know... not be prepared,"

"Why you buggin?" Caesar wanted to know, "I mean... It takes nine months ta have a kid, ya know?"

"I...know,"

"So..."

"So what?"

"So how is she?" Caesar leaned in, muttering so only Huey could hear. Huey blushed a bit and pushed the cart a bit faster.

"I... don't understand..."

"Sure you do. Better than Cindy? Amie an' me are dyin ta know,"

"I... have no idea," Huey shoved his cart even faster, trying to shake off his friend's questions. This only intrigued the Brooklyn natice even more.

"Wait... so... You haven't slept with her yet?"

"I... haven't slept with... any girl... yet," Huey admitted.

"You mean..." Caesar started but soon busted out into laughter, "No WONDER Cindy wanted y'all to see otha people!! Haha..! Oh man.."

To explain the onslaught of words that was said would be far to silly in order to keep with the mood of the story. So instead of any of that, we shall go check up on Jazmine and see what she is doing.

Jazmine tip toed over to the stereo, remembering seeing Huey work it before. She hated being at the house all alone, but relished in the moment of being able to listen to those wonderful sounds that came from the speakers of the den.

She turned the dial, a smile playing on her lips. Once it couldn't turn anymore, she pushed a button and was nearly blown out of the way. The bass rocked the condo, Jazmine could feel it in her heart, literally. Her bones seemed to vibrate along with the rythym and she clapped her hands over her ears.

And the bass keep runnin' runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and
runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and...

But only for a moment.

In this context, there's no disrespect, so, when I bust my rhyme, you break your necks.
We got five minutes for us to disconnect, from all intellect

She started shaking her hips to the music, enjoying the feel. Music has always been her favorite thing, even from the tribal drums back at home. She could never dance along with the others by the fires, but she always did so in secret, hiding behind a hut to do so.

collect the rhythm effect. Obstacles are inefficient, follow
your intuition, free your inner soul and break away from tradition.

Coz when we beat out, girl it's pullin without. You wouldn't believe how we wow shit out.

Oh. It just sounded so good to her. She was twirling and leaping and shaking. She had almost forgot where she was when she heard the door open. She stopped moving and a smile plastered on her face.

Burn it till it's burned out. Turn it till it's turned out.

Act up from north, west, east, south.

"I am pleased that you are ho-" She stopped when she was greeted at the threshold by a bulky young man with surprised eyes. Jazmine's mouth dropped and she was humiliated. The boy looked alot like Huey, but his hair was pulled back. If she wasn't so scared, she would have realized he was the boy from the pictures. But the fact was, he was a stranger and Huey had made the mistake of letting her watch Liftime all week.

Everybody, everybody, let's get into it.
Get stupid.
Get retarded, get retarded, get retarded.
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here.

Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here.
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here.

Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here.
Yeah.

"Who the hell is you?"

"You must leave!" She exclaimed, trying to be heard over the loud music, "I do not wished to be raped or kidnaped or murdered, please!"

"Bitch, what you-"

Lose control, of body and soul.
Don't move too fast, people, just take it slow.
Don't get ahead, just jump into it.

"YOU MUST LEAVE!" She shouted, starting to run the opposite way, "Don't harm me!"

"What the...bitch is crazy," Riley scoffed, "Hey! Wait! Where's Huey at!"

Ya'll hear about it, two peices to it.
Get stutted, get stupid.
Don't worry 'bout it, people will walk you through it.
Step by step, like an infant new kid.
Inch by inch with the new solution.

He chased after her, only making her fear sky rocket. She darted into her bedroom, finding her shelter once again under her covers. Okay, so Huey had found her there before. But this boy didn't look as smart as Huey.

Trench men hits, with no delusion.
The feeling's irresistible and that's how we movin'.
"Hey!" He was in the room.

Okay... so maybe she needed a new hiding place. Jazmine jolted up and tried to break for the door but Riley grabbed her by the waist to try and stop her. She tripped mid grab and fell totally back, her weight pulling Riley down as well.

Everybody, everybody, let's get into it.
Get stupid.
Get retarded, get retarded, get retarded.
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here.
Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here. Let's get retarded (ha), let's get retarded in here.
Yeah

And JUST at that moment...!

"What the hell...!?" Huey nearly shouted, slamming his door open, and walking into the booming house. He half expected to see a raging party. Caesar was just laughing. But Huey was genuinely concerned.

Runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin' runnin', and runnin runnin' and... Come on ya'll let's get...Oohhoo!

"Yo girl likes to rock it wit da Peas, eh?" He asked, "I can respect that,"

"Jazmine..?"

Riley was trying to pull himself off the insane seeming girl who was flailing like crazy. But was finding trouble since during the tussel, her spaghetti strap shirt got tangled in his chain.

Aha, let's get oohhoo... in here (right now yeah.) Cookoo, aha, let's get, cookoo, in here... Cookoo, aha, let's get,
cookoo, in here...ow, ow, ow...

"Get off of me! Get off of me this MOMENT!!" she screamed.

"Stop movin' round an' I can!"

ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya...

"What the fuck!?" Came a new voice. Riley and Jazmine snapped their heads up to see Huey staring down at his brother on top of his future baby momma on the foot of the very tussled up bed. Not to mention just in time for that damn annoying song to shut off. Thank you, Caesar.

"Huey thank God you here! This crazy bitch broke into yo house!"

"woah..!" Caesar just entered.

Jazmine shoved as hard as she could, snapping the strap holding her attached the man and ran over to Huey. Riley was now staring up on his butt, at the girl tucking behind Huey pathetically.

"Yo man! What the fuck!?"

"Huey! I was attacked I may have been raped!" She wailed, poking her head up, trying to keep her shirt with her hands, "I don't think he stole anything but-"

"Jazmine! This... moron is my brother," Huey blurted out, his heart going through summer saults at hearing her speak in such a manner. He actually... wanted to hit his brother, even though he knew it wasn't as it seemed. He was infuriated that anyone had caused her so much pain. Odd... he normally didn't care like that... for... for anyone, really.

"Oh..." Jazmine blinked and poked her head down to look at the boy laying there who was pulling the broken strap out of the chain around his neck. Jazmine jumped, "My apologies, Huey brother! Come! I shall make you welcomed!" She took his hand and pulled him out of the room and down the hall. Caesar snickered as they passed by. He looked at Huey with a smirk.

"I dun think she can make him feel more welcomed than that," This earned him a punch.

When Huey and Caesar caught up with the two, Jazmine had Riley sitting on the couch and was shoving a footstool under his feet and propping some pillows behind him.

"Are you comfortable, Huey Brother? I can get you a drink if it's please you,"

"Huey, what the hell is this?" Riley barked, pointing to the smiling Jazmine who's shirt was totally lopsided, exposing the top corner of her left bra cup.

"Jazmine is uh... well... she's my..."

"She's gon' be Huey's baby momma," Caesar said bluntly, earning a death glare from Huey, "Got somethin ta eat?"

"Yes!" Jazmine jumped, "Come! I shall make you food! Huey has showed me all the gadgets in the kitchen!"

"cool," Caesar shrugged and followed the overly happy Jazmine into the kitchen. Riley was staring at Huey, his mouth agape and his eyes as big as saucers. Huey rubbed his eyes and flopped down on the sofa right next to him, notready for the onslaught of questions soon to besmeech him.

To make another long, boring drabble short, we're gonna skip again. Don't like it? Read another fic.

Huey sighed as he pulled the sheets on his bed. Of course Riley came by looking for money. Usually Huey was one to turn him away, but knew that if he didn't just write the damn check, Riley wouldn't leave for a few days. And well.. time was running out for Huey and Jazmine.

"Hu-Huey...?" A voice interupted his thoughts. Huey snapped his head over to the woman standing in the doorway. She was wearing something that he most certainly did not buy for her. It was red and lacey and... short. She seemed paranoid by his gaze and slithered a bit at it, "A-Amie got it... for me,"

Huey blinked. She looked... amazing in it. He tried very hard to keep from oogling her, "I.. uh... see,"

This was terribly awkward. Huey knew nothing of seduction. And... was foreplay in need of occuring? Did she want it? Did he want it? God... no clue.

"Is it... alright... if I am.. afraid?" She spoke quietly, her gaze down cast. Huey chuckled.

"Yeah. It's...okay," Huey smiled a bit, walking over to her. She seemed to keep her stares away, not wanting to look at him in the face. She had been awoken by virgins of her village screaming on their wedding nights. She had overheard whispers of it being very, very painful and that... scared her.

"Jazmine?" Huey said quietly, "We don't... I mean... you don't have to if you don't-"

"But we must," she started to cry, tears welling up and sliding down her face. Huey just sighed and cupper her face, looking deep into her broken eyes, "And... is it wrong if.. I... want to?"

Huey blinked in shock. He couldn't even try to hold back his smile when he placed a kiss on her eyelid.

"I... want to, too,"

She looked at him, still not used to so much physical contact. But she felt her eyes slip shut when his lips fell lightly on hers. It was something she had never experianced before. Men and women didn't really kiss in her tribe. Atleast... not around others so Jazmine never saw it.

Before she realized what was happening, she was lifted up and placed on the softest, most comfortable bed she had ever felt. Something... something like heaven.

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In case yall couldnt tell... She doesnt have AIDS. i didnt wanna finish up

that whole convo. im trying to get to the pregers part

oh yeah! Caesar and Amie is a couple if ya couldnt tell that, either!