A/N~I used a Rush Hour 2 reference in this chappie, if y'all can find it!
"I don't like pink, Shrimp." Trevor retorted as his five year old niece, Blake was painting Essie's Unicorn A Cut Above glitter pink nail polish onto the Canadian's dirty nails.
"But it looks good on your nails, Uncle T." Blake said, after putting the nail polish brush back inside, and twisted it tightly. "Here, dry it like this." She explained, doing an up and down motion with her hands.
Trevor followed Blake's instructions, before she stood up from the floor and grabbed a pink tiara from her bed, placing it on top of her uncle's head.
"Wait? Shrimp?" Trevor called out after when Blake ran out her bedroom to get the carton of grape juice from out the refrigerator, and came back. "What is this? What are we doin'?"
"We're playing tea party!" Blake answered, after pulling out her tea party set, along with her plushies, Bun-Bun and Kuma-chan.
"Oh, hell no!" Trevor retorted, before standing up from the floor.
"Mommy, Daddy, Uncle Mikey, and Uncle Brad said no bad words! No Doritos for you, mister!" Blake retorted.
"What did you say, Shrimp? Doritos?" Trevor questioned, after pausing for a few seconds.
"Yeah…" Blake said, before pulling out two unopened chip bags of Doritos in Nacho Cheese and Cool Ranch from underneath her bed. "I've got Doritos. And Daddy has beer in the fridge." She explained.
A few minutes later, Carter, Michael and Brad arrived back the Grant-Rose trailer home as they can hear princess music playing in Blake's room.
"Hey, T." Michael called out, before he, Carter and Brad saw Blake and Trevor dancing around the room, wearing makeup, tiaras and feather boas around their necks, before Trevor noticed them while eating the bag of Nacho Cheese Doritos.
Michael, Carter and Brad looked at Trevor with wide-eyes, before they started laughing at him, since they never seen him like this before in their lives.
After Franklin led the two armored cars towards the destination in Strawberry with Lunch yelling in his ear telling him which light should be turning red or green, the two armored cars arrived underneath the bridge in front of three Bravado Gauntlets.
"Oh thank, God! I nearly wet myself." Blake cried, before running towards Franklin to give him a hug.
"Don't worry. After this, we'll spend the night together, alright?" Franklin said, and Blake nodded.
"You guys redistribute the weight. Ethan, Lynnette help them." Michael commanded, before Ethan and Lunch nodded. "Blake, Maxie J, stay with us."
"Damn, I can't believe we got the medal!" Franklin exclaimed, looking at the carts full of gold.
"Yeah, at least. Lynnette wasn't there to fuck us up. Ethan nearly killed us all." Michael explained.
"Hey, old man, watch it!" Ethan retorted, while carrying two gold bars into one of the Gauntlet cars.
"I gave you a black eye. You want me to give you another one?" Michael warned, as Ethan gulped as he remembered while Michael had the chance for him and Blake to switch seats, and the 45 year old criminal got him in his left eye.
Then Blake walked towards the silver and black Bravado Gauntlet as she stood in front of the muscle car, admiring its shape and colors.
"I really like you." Blake said, laying her upper body down on the hood of the Bravado Gauntlet. "I hope I can have you forever after this heist." She said before kissing the hood.
"Did you just kiss the hood?" Ethan questioned.
"No, I didn't!" Blake lied quickly, after lifting her upper body up while looking back at Michael and the others.
"Hey, Shrimp, let's not forget about ol' Case here." Trevor said, pushing Casey down to the ground.
"Hey, hey, wait…" Blake said, walking back towards Trevor. "Let him go."
"What? I thought you were a ruthless killer, Shrimp, after killing your sweet mother." Trevor explained.
"She's not dead, damn it!" Blake finally confessed.
"What? So you mean to tell me that she's alive?" Trevor questioned, and Blake nodded slowly.
"She's right." Michael responded, walking towards them. "I've known the truth from the beginning, and I've been waiting on that confession since." He explained, before looking at Casey. "Get up!"
"What?!" Trevor exclaimed, before Michael handed Casey a gold bar as a reward.
"T, we're letting him go. He's useless now and I'm not taking an innocent life again, after what I did back in 2004." Carter explained. "You were the one saying, let's leave Mike behind but I've save him."
"You tell them something, and I'll have him and these two girls after you." Michael warned, pointing to Trevor, Blake and Max. "Or worse."
"What's the worse part?" Lunch questioned.
"Yeah!" Blake exclaimed, before grabbing a Piswessier bottle from off the ground and slammed it against the back of Lunch's head, knocking the pink haired teen unconscious.
"Damn, Blake!" Max said, checking over Lunch's pulse. "She's knock out, you guys."
"Yeah… I was jumped. I never saw the whole thing." Casey said backing away from them.
"Go!" Michael retorted.
"You are a fucking softie again, just liking in you fuckin' pants!" Trevor growled, standing in front of Michael and Carter. "And I wish I would've fucked your young wife sooner!" He said to Carter. "And that divorce couldn't come sooner, since Blake beat the hell out of your fat ass son and that plastic wife of yours!"
"Fuckin' A!" Michael retorted.
"Not my fucking wife, asshole!" Carter retorted.
"Hey! Work first, bicker last. We've got work to do." Franklin said.
"Yeah, this is not going to be another episode of Jerry Springer." Ethan explained.
"Frenemies on the next Jerry Springer!" Blake said.
"No, Crazy Ass Uncles and Fathers on the next Jerry Springer!" Ethan corrected, as Blake and Max laughed.
All of a sudden they heard tires squealing, which causes the whole heist team to look at the other direction of where it was coming from. Franklin taken a few steps forward to see who had arrived, underneath the bridge.
"Oh shit! Merryweather!" Franklin announced.
"Mercenary motherfuckers!" Trevor said.
"No laughing matter, let's go!" Michael said.
"Max, you be with me and Ethan while we have Lunch with us, still recovering." Blake explained, as Ethan started picking up Lunch's unconscious body, before Blake and Max nodded and followed the eldest teen behind cover.
"Ethan, girls, get ready!" Michael shouted, after checking on his advance shotgun, before looking at them as Blake and Max were taking off the Merryweather guard uniforms and they were back to their heist clothes.
"Yeah, we're armed and ready!" Ethan shouted, before looking back at Lunch. "Damn it, pink, wake up."
"Let's keep her down for now." Blake stated. "If she shoots along with us, she's gonna fuck up and get herself killed."
Then Michael, Franklin, Trevor and Carter got behind cover and started shooting along with the young teenagers as the others people who were also chosen for the heist were still loading up the gold bars into the trunks of the Gauntlets.
"Come on, you asshole!" Trevor shouted, while shooting.
"I'll kill your friends too!" Blake shouted, while shooting. "Cause I have my brother, my bestie and my unconscious ex-bestie to have my back!"
"If we punch through, we get cleared. Come on, C!" Michael said, as he started walking towards the next cover while shooting at the same time.
"Damn it's been a long time since I shoot this!" Carter said, feeling the rush adendrine excitement of having an assault rifle in his hands after 9 years.
"Yeah, back in Ludendorff 2004, right bud?" Michael shouted.
"Yeah. Carter Missildine is back, bitches!" Carter shouted, while shooting before heading to the next cover area with Michael.
"Max, are you getting some?!" Blake questioned, as she shot down a Merryweather guard.
"Snipers on the overpass!" Trevor shouted.
"Yeah…" Max replied, before helping Franklin out by taking care of the snipers on the overpass and finally taken them down. "If I had a sniper rifle it would have been better results with two bullets. But I like using the assault rifle better!"
"Thanks, Maxie." Franklin said.
"Ethan, how is pinky?" Trevor questioned.
"She's… still knocked out." Ethan started to say, before going back into cover check on Lunch, who was still unconscious at the moment.
"When we split up, the girls are gonna have to take her into the sewers." Michael said.
"The sewers?" Max questioned.
"They explain to me the other night that we have to go through the sewers to get back to Rockford Hills in order to hide our trail." Blake explained, before shooting down another Merryweather guard, until another Merryweather guard was coming towards Max, which made the dark haired teen throw a combat knife at his face, making him scream out in pain and the caramel haired girl finally shot him down.
"Thanks, B." Max said after getting into cover. "I have a funny feeling this ain't the end of them in the future."
"Hey, let's keep our head high…" Blake said shooting her assault rifle over the cover spot, aimlessly. "And fight our way through this." She finished, and Max nodded before reloading her assault rifle.
As they taken down more Merryweather guards, it's started to thin out when there were less guards coming to shoot them down.
"I think that's it. That's the last of them." Michael announced.
"So much for the bulletless revolution." Trevor said, after everyone got together.
"Man, we always get fucked up, no matter what." Franklin said.
"You and me both." Blake said, before looking at Michael. "Where are we supposed to go?" She questones, before Ethan shows up with an unconscious Lunch in his arms.
"Alright, Ethan, you're driving." Michael said. "Blake, Max, you're going to have to take Lunch with you to the sewers. We can't risk having her with us."
"Where are we supposed to go?" Max questioned.
"I've sent Blake a map of the sewer layout, so you and her will know the way back to Rockford Hills." Lester explained, as Blake went into her email and downloaded the map of the underground sewers.
"Alright…" Blake said, before grabbing Lunch's left arm and Max did the same thing with the other one. "Let's go, Maxie J. We ain't got much time." She said, before they made it towards the entrance of the Vanilla Unicorn, where the manhole to that leads towards the sewers. "Okay…" She said, before removing the manhole and the four Bravado Gauntlet cars went past them and blew their horns. "Be careful, dudes!" She shouted.
"Okay, let me climb down first." Max said, before climbing down with an unconscious Lunch.
"Hurry, they'll be here soon." Blake said, before climbing down last and placing the manhole back to where it belongs. Then she pulled out her phone to turn on the flashlight and look at the sewer map that will help them get to Rockford Hills. "Okay, we should make the first turn to the right…" Blake started to say, before she and Max heard Lunch groaning as she started to wake up. "Aw, shit."
"Where am I? Why's heaven dark and smells like shit?" Lunch started asking questions, before fully waking up to see that she was with Blake and Max in the sewers. "What the hell?!" She exclaimed, while looking around.
"Come on, Lunch, we don't have much time."
"The cops are looking for us and the others at the moment." Max said, before walking forward into the sewer water along with Blake.
"Whoa! I ain't going in there!" Lunch complained, after leaning forward to make her body stop before touching the dirty water.
"Come on!" Blake said.
"I'm not going in there! One of y'all is going to carry me through this! Hell no!" Lunch disagreed.
"I don't want the cops on our asses! And beside, you're heavy." Max said.
"There's rats in there!" Lunch explained.
"There's no rats!" Blake said, while looking around in the dirty water underneath them.
"Look at that rat!" Lunch said, pointing towards the dead rat floating in the sewer water.
"Ah, forget you!" Blake said, before running through the sewer water while looking on her phone for the correct way to head back to Rockford Hills. Max left Lunch behind as she decided that she didn't want to be in the sewers much longer. And finally, Lunch decided to follow them through the sewer as she tiptoed her way through the water, getting her pink knee-length high tops wet.
Over two hours has passed since The Big Score heist and the others haven't heard from Blake and the girls ever since they saw them climbing into the manhole and escaping through the sewers.
"Hey, you've reached Blake De Santa. I'm not able to get to the phone-" Michael heard on his iFruit phone, before ending the call. "Shit, okay. Now, I'm worried about Blake and the girls."
"Hey, same here, dog." Franklin said, while dialing Max's number, before receiving the out of service voicemail. "Where the hell they at?" He questioned, after ending the phone call, before looking at Trevor who was eating one of Blake's cupcakes. "Ain't you supposed to be worrying about the girls? What about Lunch who sees you as her father?"
"Frankie boy, calm down…" Trevor said, before taking another bite. "They'll be here. I'm not worried about Shrimp, Lunch and the other girl at the moment."
"Her name is Maxie J, Uncle T." Ethan stated after standing up from the white sectional couch.
"You know what? This is all Trevor's fault from the beginning!" Carter exclaimed.
"What are you saying that it's my fault for, Grant?" Trevor retorted, throwing the half eaten cupcake on the floor.
"Yeah, it's fuckin your fault, Trevor. If we had the girls with us, instead of going through a sewer full of rats and fuckin dirty water. And also, not agreeing to go on this heist with you to filled your wants. None of this shit never would have happen, if you didn't try to find me or make me break that news out to Blake that way after finding out what happened to Brad!" Michael explained with anger.
"Oh so, softie and fat fuck got balls, huh?" Trevor retorted. "After nine years, you fake motherfuckers got some real hard balls, instead of fuckin pussies and man purses, huh?!"
"You know what, I wish I would have killed you back in those woods, when I had the chance to run away from you and the police, claiming that my old self got killed." Carter explained. "But I fucking had it!" He shouted, before looking at Michael. "Mike, why don't we kill this asshole, right here and now?"
"Fuckin A-right!" Michael agreed, before Franklin and Ethan tries to separate the three away from fighting each other in the living room, until the two heard the front doors opening and closing.
"Ethan, get me the butcher knife! I'm gonna slice and dice him!" Carter shouted.
"Hey…" Blake's voice was heard after when Carter finished shouting at Trevor, until the three turned to face the three teen girls who were standing in the living room with them, covered in dirty water and mud, stinking up the whole living room. "What's going on here?" She finally questioned.
"Baby girl…" Michael called out as he walked towards Blake, before she stopped him.
"Don't… come close." Max said, while holding one of her hands up to stop Michael and the other adults in the room with them.
"Yeah, we all stink. Especially, pinky." Blake agreed, pointing towards Lunch on her left.
"Hey, bitch!" Lunch exclaimed.
"It's true, Boxfield Solomon." Max stated, looking at the dirty pink haired teen.
"You even smell a little funky. I think you've fell or step into some rat shit." Blake said.
"Girls… what took y'all so long? We've though you be back here in an hour." Carter said, covering up his nose.
"We would have, but the ex-besties decided to have another fight in the sewers about which way we should be going. It taken them 30 minutes to finally stop fighting. And then another minute…" Max explained.
"We went the wrong direction, thanks to Lunch. And when we reached a dead end, and a sewer gator was chasing us, causing us to drop our phones in the water… except for mines… and left the other way." Blake explained the last part.
"Baby, you alright? Did he bite you in the ass?" Franklin questioned.
"He nearly bite Lunch in the ass… But other than that, we're okay without our phones... But mines is alright, thanks to the waterproof case you've bought me... And besides… I need a hot jacuzzi bath with my favorite shampoo and shower gel." Blake said, before leaving the living room and climbing up the stairs.
"You mind if I um…" Lunch started to ask a question, before Michael sighed.
"Go nuts, Lynnette." Michael said, pointing towards the backyard of his pool, knowing that Lunch wants to take a bath in the jacuzzi.
"Yay!" Lunch exclaimed happily, before running outside taking off her clothes.
When Blake enter her bedroom, it was the same as she left that fateful night when Merryweather attacked the house and she was taken away from home. She wanted to be back at home, once everyone… including Amanda is safe and sound, away from trouble.
Blake walk into her closet to grab her some clothes. She decided to grab a purple graphic tank top saying 'Drink Some Coffee, Put On Some Gangster Rap and Handle It' along with a pair of black leggings. Then she had a funny feeling that someone was watching her from her bedroom. She knew that it couldn't be Chloe, because Ethan shot his ex-girlfriend and Blake burned her body by using Michael's whiskey and a match.
Leaving her closet, she felt that be watched presence disappeared after looking around in her bedroom at the De Santa's house. Blake sighed, before she noticed that her iFruit phone's screen started flashing as she received a missed call and now a voicemail from Rockford Hills Academy.
"What does the academy want me for now?" Blake questioned herself, after lifting up her iFruit phone and look at her phone screen once more.
Whatever her school wanted to talk to her about, Blake has a funny feeling that it would be bad or good news about her suspension.
Well, I did every heist in the whole video game and Blake has become a true heist girl.
Achievement Unlocked: A True Heist-Girl
Description: You decided to use Blake in the five heists and she's earned her take. Michael De Santa is proud of her, that she'd made it out alive. (Yay for me!)
What will happen in the next chapter now? We've got the Third Way, Something Sensible, and The Time's Come. What will be the true ending to Blake's story? Will there be more to the story before and after the endings of Grand Theft Auto V: Sweet and Deadly?