Blake had a routine while being at her mother's house in Ludendorff. First she has to cook, clean, do the dishes and do anything and even the littlest things. While reaching up for the laundry detergent pack, she managed to have it in the palm of her hands until a medium sized shoe hit her head as it fell on her head and onto the washing machine.
"Oww!" Blake cried, while rubbing her head.
"Did you break something?! Don't make me put you in the basement!" Macey shouted angrily from the living room.
"No, Mommy. I didn't break anything…" Blake replied, before turning over the shoebox that was covered with duct tape and it says 'To My Blakie Bear, From Uncle Michael' on top which made Blake's eyes widened. "I was just doing the laundry, like you always do…" Then she held the box in her hands, before looking back at the hallway leading towards the living room. "Do you need anything?"
"Well, later on, I might need a refill on my Frangelico… but now… I need my rest. Don't wake me up." Macey replied, before she heard the door closes to Blake's bedroom.
As Blake made it to her desk, she managed to find a pair of scissors on her desktop while cutting the duct tape off. Once she finally got it open, she removed the top and saw a bunch of things inside.
There was a few pictures of younger Blake and her uncles when she was younger. There was five thousand dollars rolled up in a pink rubber band. A switchblade knife that Trevor gave to her on her fifth birthday. A small teddy bear plushie that used to be hooked onto a baby pacifier. A postcard which said 'Greetings from Los Santos, San Andreas!'. A combat handgun, which Blake grabbed first and found eight bullets inside. Then a small business card which belongs to Dave Norton from Los Santos FIB with two numbers that belongs to his desk and cell number. And a black Motorola RAZR V3 flip phone which looks very familiar, before Blake turn it on by holding down the end button to see a picture of Amanda, Tracey, Jimmy and Blake on the screen.
"This is Uncle Michael's phone… But what's it doing here?" Blake questioned herself.
As she explores the phone, she somehow found a video that was recorded on the day of the heist.
"Blake… it's me your Uncle Michael… Listen, you've might think I'm dead, but I ain't…" Blake's eyes widened as she heard that. "I'm in Los Santos with your father and your cousins and Aunt Amanda are here with us as well. Your father and I left you a few things to help you. The business card is to a guy who helped us and I want you to talk to him, so he can put you and your mother on a flight here…" Then Michael stop talking when he heard Trevor yelling out his name. "I have to go now. I'll see you in Los Santos, Peanut."
And the video stopped recording as it showed Michael flipping the phone close.
Crosses by Josè Gonzalez was playing in Blake's room as she was putting in one of Jade's feather earring in her first earlobe and her rose studded earrings in the others. She heard a squeaky mew once Touka jumped onto Blake's lap, surprising her while dropping one of the rose earrings.
"We can't play right now, Touka…" Blake replied, before placing Touka onto the floor. "I have to get ready." She said, before the munchkin kitten climbed onto Blake's bed while playing her Star Wars Chewbacca mouse cat toy, until Blake heard a knock on her bedroom door, as she turned back around to face her vanity mirror. "Yeah?" She responded, before Michael walked into her bedroom to show that he was dressed in his tuxedo, but Blake was dressed in her lavender purple bathrobe. "What do you want?" She questioned as she felt irritated.
"I was just checking on you, that's all." Michael replied, as Blake can see him through the mirror before Michael closed the door behind him.
"Well, you see that I ain't dressed yet." Blake said, after putting in her last rose studded earring in her right earlobe.
"You still mad at me, kiddo?" Michael questioned.
"What do you think?" Blake questioned as she turned her face around to look at him.
"Look, today's a family night and I want us all to have a good time. It's a big night for me." Michael explained, walking towards Blake.
"I know it is, Daddy." Blake said, before getting her hairbrush and started brushing her short teal hair. "But-"
"I lied to you about your presents. Blake, Amanda took my money and I didn't have enough to get you wanted." Michael explained, before placing his hands on her shoulders. "You have to understand. I want to make your life easier, even though I wasn't there for you for nine years, and I want you to be happy here with us."
"Listen, even though I'm still mad at you… I can't be angry at you for so long." Blake said, now looking at him though the mirror, before Michael back up as Blake swiveled her chair around to face him and stand up to hugged him. "Remember, when I bit you for the first time and I ended up running out of the trailer home crying to Mom and Carter? I thought I was going to be mad at you forever, since Tracey and I ripped up that pink bunny rabbit."
"You mean Bun-Bun? That little bunny rabbit plushie you have all your childhood?" Michael questioned as Blake nodded before smiling at her, which left her confused. "Wait here. I have something for you. Close your eyes." He said, before walking out of Blake's bedroom as her aquamarine eyes were closed. As Blake waited, she heard Michael's footsteps coming back and she smelled his expensive cologne on him as he stood in front of her. "Alright, you can open them." He said as he watched Blake's eyes open before they widened like saucers.
"Bun-Bun!" Blake squealed happily and immediately grabbed it from out of Michael's grasp and hugged it. The pink bunny rabbit plushie was sewed in with red yarn and his cute black button nose was back on there as Blake was shock that Bun-Bun was alright, instead of being in the trashcan of a heartless father.
"Aw, you still love that pink bunny rabbit?" Tracey questioned as she laughed which made Blake throw Bun-Bun on the bed, as she grabbed her hairbrush and thrown it at home, ducking down in the process and leaving the two alone.
"How did you fix him?" Blake questioned quietly.
"Actually, I brought him with me to have him sew back up again. I meant to send him back to you, but he was returned. With us being in witness protection and Davey watching our every move, there was no way I couldn't send him to you." Michael explained.
"Thank you." Blake said engulfing Michael into a hug, before she kissed his cheek. "I've really missed him, and I even miss you more, Daddy." She said.
"So, you ain't mad at me anymore?" Michael questioned, before wrapping his arms around Blake's small body.
"No, I'm not." Blake replied, before she and Michael let go. Then the dark haired father went into his left tuxedo pocket and pulled out the expensive charm bracelet that Blake gave to Devin Weston when she gave it back to him so he can sell to have his money back. "But how? That's Devin Weston's money, Dad." Blake said as her aquamarine eyes look at the charm bracelet.
"Let's just say, me and him agree on something." Michael replied, while putting the charm bracelet on her right wrist. "And by the way, I need you to stay here with Amanda and Tracey while me and Jimmy spend some time together before the movie."
Then Blake noticed Amanda having her curling iron in her hand with an evil smirk on her face, which is what Blake saw. But Michael only just see his wife here to lend a helping hand for his youngest kid and her step daughter.
As soon as Michael started to leave, Blake immediately grabbed onto his left leg with her arms and legs like she was a small kid. "No, Daddy, no!" Blake begged. "She's gonna kill and then eat me!"
"You're too old for this, Blakesleigh." Michael said, trying to pull Blake off his left leg.
Michael and Jimmy had already left the De Santa house, leaving Blake alone with Tracey and Amanda who were still trying to cover their faces up with makeup and fix their hair.
But with Blake, she was already dressed and ready for the special night.
"Aw, look at you, Sissy!" Ethan said after when Blake opened the front door to see him, Max, Lunch, and their siblings Holly Jocelyn and Christian, including Olivia by Ethan's side as the dark brown haired brother had his arm around her waist.
Blake looked at herself as she felt embarrassed when she heard more compliments coming from her friends and Olivia.
She had on her crimson red a line princess illusion knee length lace stain cocktail dress with black pantyhose to go out with her black open toe high heels with the black bow on it. Her short teal colored hair had small curls at the end, since it was used to being straight or have layers in it and to finish off her head, she had a red and black bow headband in her hair.
"Hey, it's something that you'll only see me in." Blake said, before holding onto the door knob. "Come on in, Franklin's getting the whiskey ready for us to have a good time before the limousines arrives."
"Wait, what about Tracey and your so called mother now?" Max questioned walking into the house with Holly Jocelyn. "Are they going to tell your dad about this?"
"My dad doesn't have no idea that Tracey and Amanda won't be coming." Blake replied. "Cause I lock Tracey up in her room with the spare key. And she's doesn't have her phone with her to call poor Mommy and Daddy." She said twirling the key ring around with her index finger.
"Alright." Ethan cheered. "You fine with whiskey, babe?" He questioned Olivia.
"Yeah, that's my favorite, beside light beer." Olivia replied, with a smile.
"I need a sip, before stuff happens." Max said.
"You have any fruit punch for kids like me and Chris?" Holly J questioned, as Christian crossed his arms.
"I'm not a kid, you're the kid, Holly Jocelyn." Christian retorted.
"Whoa, that's Holly J, Christian. And she's my sister, so watch your mouth." Max said.
"Whiskey is definitely my spirit animal!" Lunch said.
"Oh no, you have too many people to be with us." Amanda said, as she surprised them while holding onto her white bath towel wrapped around her. "I suggest you get rid of the younger ones, counting Lynnette Haines out of my house." She suggested, before Franklin walked towards the front foyer to meet with everyone.
"You never let me have any fun, do you still want me to show that video of you to Daddy?" Blake questioned with a smirk.
"What video?" Lunch questioned.
"My aunt Bitchmanda ended up stealing from Ponsonby today." Ethan explained.
"What?" Olivia and Lunch said simultaneously.
"Hey, that's Aunt Amanda to you, Ethan David." Amanda scolded.
"It's Ethan Missildine to you, Amanda Winehouse." He scolded back.
"You're such a mean person, Miss Amanda." Holly J said crossing her arms.
"Holly Jocelyn, manners." Max said, pushing her youngest sister back.
"Alright, everyone…" Blake said, before turning around to face them. "Let me talk to her. All of you go into the living room and watch the red carpet premiere." She suggested as everyone nodded and left, but Franklin and Lunch stayed.
"Listen, Daddy says I can invite who I want. You have no power or nothing over me." Blake said with her hands on her hips.
"I was okay with Franklin, Max, Ethan and her little girlfriend." Amanda explained. "But not Steve Haines' daughter who always be on drugs. Not her brother or even Max's little sister Holly Jocelyn. Both of them are too young for the movie, Blakesleigh."
"Okay, move out of my way, Blakie. Let me take care of her." Lunch said, lightly pushing Black out of her way and now standing in front of Amanda.
"What are you doin' now, Lunchables?" Franklin questioned.
"Just let me take care of this, F. Worry about your girlfriend." Lunch said, before facing Amanda. "Now, you look here. Miss. Independent Housewife of 2013. We are here to have a good time and we don't need fake blondes and fake tits crashing our small little party." She said, pointing her index finger with her press on nail in front of Amanda's nose. "Alright, Chi-Chi?"
"You better get that little finger out of my-" Amanda warned pressing her index finger against Lunch's fake nail as it snapped off her real finger nail.
"Bitch done broke my nail!" Lunch said angrily, before she pushed Amanda until Blake held onto Lunch as Franklin held onto Amanda from behind, trying to break up the fight.
Lunch and Amanda were trying to scratch each other's faces and yell back at each other, before the mother decided to stop fighting after she yelled out. "FINE!"
"You can do whatever the hell you want! If you ended up having a heart attack or a seizure Blakesleigh, don't expect me to save your ass." Amanda said, before she yanked Franklin's arms off around her and looked at him. "You're lucky to have a good man like him, by your side Blake. Because, I could have fuck him instead." She said, the last part as she smriked.
"Oh hell no!" Franklin and Blake said simultaneously.
"That's right, Bitchmanda!" Lunch shouted as Amanda climbed back up the stairs. "Crawl back to the hole you came from!" After when Lunch said that, Amanda slammed the door shut.
"Damn, after what Mike has told me about you and Amanda, I've might as well stay the fuck away from her." Franklin said.
"Oh, she ain't that bad." Lunch said looking at Franklin. "Once I start a fight with her or maybe have the first punch in." She said, before walking away towards the kitchen.
"Hold on, I'll take care of this." Blake said, before climbing up the stairs to the master bedroom and knocked on it. "Hey, to make everything better, I left my expensive straightener iron and my makeup bag in the bathroom for you to use." She said, before moving out the way as Amanda walked towards the bathroom and finally went inside.
"Thanks, I really need your hot iron and your mascara-HEY!" Amanda started to say before, Blake immediately closed the door and locked it with the spare key, as Amanda started slamming her fists against the door.
"You're locked in, bitch!" Blake said, backing away from the door. "And I'll take taking yours and Tracey's ticket with me!" She said, before climbing back down the stairs to meet up with Franklin as Blake's facial expression changed.
"I know she doesn't treat me like her own kid, maybe it's time for me to give up on her as my mom." Blake suggested. "I know me and you have terrible aunts, but I have to accept the fact that me and her ain't gonna get along." She said before Franklin hugged her.
"Hey, Blakes…" Then she heard Ethan's voice as he walked towards her and Franklin. "If it's alright, can I talk to my step sister for a minute. It's important. I promise I won't do anything wrong, since she's half related to me." He said to Franklin before he kissed Blake on the lips and left them alone.
"What is it, Ethan?" Blake questioned.
"Let's take this outside to my car." Ethan said, leading Blake towards the front doors and outside towards his blue Albany Buccaneer parked in front of Amanda's Sentinel. "Somehow, I overheard from Uncle M that him, Uncle T, Franklin and you are working with some very dangerous people over the past couple of weeks." He said, sitting down on the hood of his muscle car along with Blake.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Blake lied.
"Don't lie to me, Sissy. You're working with the people who help us got into witness protection. Steve Haines is one of them, but I'm not worried about him now." Ethan explained. "I'm trying to help you and it can help you and Uncle M save lives."
"What do you mean by save people's lives?" Blake questioned. "So far, I have been beaten by Chinese people, almost rape by Agent Dickwad, got shot at by, police, Merryweather soldiers and FIB and IAA agents. How can I save lives when my life doesn't have an end to the nightmares?"
"Blakes…" Ethan started to say as he pulled out his open pack of Redwood cigarettes as he pulled out two and gave one to Blake. "You don't understand. Doesn't the name Devin Weston ring any bells?" He questioned as he takes out his black lighter and lit up his and Blake's cigarette before he went into his car to turn on the radio. Get'a Lan' by Blues Traveler started playing loudly as Ethan turned it down and sat back with his burning cigarette between his fingers.
"Yeah, but I barely know the guy twice." Blake replied, before tapping the ends of her cigarette. "One time was dinner at Lunchables house, him and the lawyer was there with Haines. And the second time was at Solomon's movie studio."
"Well, somehow a couple days ago, on the news they said that a teal haired teen shot and killed the lawyer which they were unable to unidentified. And does that mean something to you?" He questioned, after blowing out his smoke.
"Yeah… it's was me, I'm the one who shot her but the bitch killed herself after leaping herself towards the jet turbine." Blake confessed.
"Blake, you need to tell Uncle M about what could happen to y'all now, after what happened to Weston's lawyer." Ethan warned.
"Why should I?" Blake questioned. "He said everything is going to be alright."
"Well, he lied to you once again. Even though you are out of the jobs with dangerous people. Devin Weston is one of them and he has an army of Merryweather soldiers at his fingertips." Ethan explained. "He tried to have our old man and Norah killed at the restaurant, after when he borrowed money from him to help build with his dream restaurant. And this assassination happened when Norah was five months pregnant with Charlie."
Blake's eyes widened as she got off the hood of Ethan's Albany Buccaneer while putting out her cigarette with her right black heel, before reaching to grab her iFruit phone and called Michael, but received his voicemail.
"Damn, it went to voicemail." Blake said, before hanging up until they noticed the gates open as two stretch limousines driving into the De Santa driveway. "The limos are here. They'll take us to the red carpet in a hurry or else it will be like Lincoln's assassination." She said before running towards the first limousine that was close to her, before Ethan pulled her back as he noticed that the driver was dressed as a Merryweather soldier and then more of them came out strapped with assault rifles. "I don't like the looks of this!" Blake shouted, before Ethan ran towards the trunk of his Buccaneer and pulled out an Micro SMG and his signature SNS pistol.
"Run, Blake!" Ethan shouted as Blake ran towards the back way of the De Santa house after hearing gunfire coming from Ethan and the Merryweather soldiers.
"What. In. Good. Fuck!" Max questioned, after ducking her head down while covering her head once she heard the gunfire.
"Sounds like fireworks!" Christian said, shouting over the gunfire.
"It's sounds like more than firecrackers." Olivia said.
"What the hella's going on?!" Lunch shouted as she went underneath the table once Blake finally ran into the house.
"Sounds like gunfire." Holly J said, joining Lunch underneath the table. "Is Daddy on drugs again?!" She questioned as Christian and Max helped the two underneath the table.
"Babe, what happened?" Franklin questioned as Blake was in front of him cupping her knees.
"Merryweather… they're outside!" Blake managed to say as they heard more gunfire until the front doors open and Ethan immediately ran towards the kitchen.
"You alright, homie?" Franklin questioned.
"Now, you call me your homie, after when I accidently kissed my sister and you punching me in the eye?" Ethan questioned.
"Spread out! Look for the blue haired girl and her family!"
"We need more guns." Franklin said as Blake nodded and everyone follow the teal haired girl towards the front foyer, before she locked it.
"What's going on?" Olivia questioned as Ethan gave her a side hug to calm down his girlfriend.
"Stay upstairs in one of the room with Max, Lunch and their siblings. Me, F dog, and Blake are gonna take care of them." Ethan explained, before hearing more Merryweather soldiers arriving in the driveway in dark colored Declasse Grangers as Blake saw them through the frosted glass... until they heard the doors from upstairs finally bust down as Amanda ran downstairs with a shower rod from the bathroom and Tracey came down with one of her expensive belts.
"Get out of my fucking house!" Amanda shouted angrily as she started hitting the teenangers with the shower rod. "I'll kick you out on the street, Blakesleigh, since you belong there in the first place!"
"Fucking sister, you are with your little boyfriend and friends." Tracey said angrily hitting Lunch and Ethan as they were blocking her hits.
As the teens were fighting back and yelling back 'Stop!' multiple times, Franklin was pulling back Amanda from hitting Blake with the shower rod and Ethan trying to pull the belt out of Tracey's hands, until they finally stopped fighting and looked at the front doors of the house once a shotgun blast shattered the frosted glass doors, surprising them.
"We know you're in there!" One of the Merryweather soldiers shouted as the others in the house saw them though the broken glass. Then Franklin and Ethan pushed Amanda and Tracey as they ran up the stairs first, before Blake and the others were doing the same thing while shouting out "Go, go, go!".
Amanda and Tracey were locked inside of Blake's bedroom with Max, Lunch, Christian and Holly Jocelyn before Blake, Franklin and Ethan grab more weapons hidden in the teal haired teen's bedroom.
"So, what's the plan?" Blake questioned, checking her dual pistols in her hands while hiding behind the corner with Franklin.
"Calling your dad is an option." Ethan suggested.
"Or kill every Merryweather soldier in this motherfucker is another option." Franklin suggested. "I'll try and hold them off, you two go get your dads." He said, while checking his assault rifle.
Blake nodded before kissing Franklin once again, before she ran into the master bedroom with Ethan, closing and locking the door behind him.
"Now, what?" Blake questioned.
"Follow me." Ethan said, before heading out towards the balcony and started shooting the Merryweather soldiers. Blake did the same thing as she, Ethan and Franklin were doing their best to protect their friends and family from the inside of the De Santa house… until the two young adults heard the metal of the master bedroom's balcony started making noise, and the two jumped slighty as one side started to get loose when two screws fallen off.
"Here, they come!" One of the soldiers shouted.
"DW will pay us now!"
"And don't forget Steve Haines!"
"They had this planned!" Blake shouted.
"It doesn't matter, let's get off this balcony before-" Ethan started to say, before the metal balcony started to fall off the side of the house as Ethan and Blake fallen down the two story house, landing on their backs and rendering them unconscious.