A/N: I don't own The Boondocks

Cookie Dough

Mint Chocolate Chip

Cookies and Cream

Birthday Cake

Rocky Road

Butter Pecan

Black Raspberry

Salted Caramel

Ice Cream Cakes are buy 1 get 1 half off

and 20% off ice cream if they reach the end of their punch card but not applicable to cakes

She kept studying the information packet given to her by Ava from "Snow's Ice Cream Shop". The excitement bubbling through her could not be contained. Summer just started, she was sixteen and got her first real job at a local ice cream shop.

A rush spread through her insides with the thought of why she got this job, the target in mind, a goal, an objective. Giggling to the memories of her 10 year old self, who would definitely want to buy a pony, with a shake of her head and a chuckle.

Practicality is what is needed these days and it calls for a car, her very own car. She desperately needed and wanted her own car starting junior year. With this new job, dance practice and her volunteer work at the animal shelter, it just made sense. Daddy offered to buy one for her but she wanted to do this for herself, something she could truly say was hers that she worked for.

At the moment she has almost $2000 saved up from allowances birthdays and Christmas money from family members. Working out the calculations, if she works full time all summer she can bump up her savings to about $5000 which should be enough to get a good running car. Ceaz works at a car shop and knows people, he said he could help get a deal for me. She's so excited.

While deep in thought, she hears Dorthy's trademark squeaking tires coming down the street and goes over to the window to watch the Freeman's unload the groceries, while hearing Grandad yelling at the boys to get everything into the house.

She can't help but let her eyes linger on the one with a larger than life afro, beautiful mocha skin and his trademark scowl. She then notices him watching her and glares at him as he does the same back. She quickly turns leaving the window trying to keep the feeling of embarrassment at bay from being caught.

Memories of their last argument and the reason why they are currently not speaking to each other flood her mind.

Bursting with excitement she runs over to the Freeman house, knocking incessantly and waits for his handsome face to appear.

They have been best friends for six years now however, for the last two years she has developed strong feelings for him. At first it was just a crush, then like, then strong like and now really really strong like or perhaps something else that she is not able to admit just yet. Regardless she just loves being around him despite his too pessimistic world view at times.

He opens up the door with an annoyed look and has the book she gifted him for his birthday last December in one hand,, "Race, Law, and American Society: 1607-Present". A rush of warm butterflies spread throughout her body.

"Hey Huey", she greets and smiles brilliantly up at him while stumbling over her words as she tries to say she has something to tell him. His presence always seems to mesmerize her resulting in the stumbling of words and temporarily paralyzing her from human thought.

He raises that infamous eyebrow of his, turns and starts upstairs to his room, he looks back at her expectantly as she's still frozen by the door. She shakes herself out of her stupor and follows him.

He sits down at his desk and bury's his head into the book, beginning to read again.

"Go ahead I'm listening" he states.

Making herself comfortable on his bed, she enthusiastically tells him how she got a job for summer vacation at an ice cream shop. She was shopping with her mom when they decided to stop by and get some ice cream during their shopping trip. They ended up having an hour long conversation with the shop owner who was so easy to talk to, warm and, inviting. The owner said she would like some help to run the shop for the summer now that she is getting older and offered her a position. Thrilled she accepted on the spot.

She went on to explain how this is not only a good learning experience but also an opportunity to make her own money, to save up to buy a car just like he did. He wouldn't have to be bothered with her always asking him to drive her everywhere now. Although she did have a favor to ask him if he could take her to work and drive home with him as the ice cream shop is only a 5 minute walk from the bookstore he works at.

A pregnant silence engulfed them, It feels she has been waiting an eternity for him to say something as her mind catches up finally. Insecurity starts to get the best of her, did she say too much, was this a bad idea, was it unfair to ask him to take me to and from work this summer.

"I see" he finally breathes.

He puts his book down, turns away from the desk and looks at me with a look that I can't decipher.

"So you don't want to ride with me anymore."

It was a statement not a question.

"Oh Huey it's not that, I love riding with you it's just with all the activities I have going on, I can't rely on you for everything, it would be a burden and unfair to you. Doesn't that make sense? You used the same reasoning when you got your car and wouldn't have to rely on Dorothy anymore."

"That was different" he hissed and stood up then quickly turned towards the window.

She slowly walked up behind him, started to fidget with her hands.

"How is that different" more silence followed.

"I don't understand, I thought you would be proud of me. This is a practical decision, I thought you of all people would understand that" another pregnant silence engulfed the room.

He turned back from the window to look at her with a hard steel look on his face.

She could tell he was trying to restrain himself from yelling "I guess you forgot all about how Wuncler manipulated and worked you near to death when you were ten but I certainly haven't. How do you know this lady isn't another Wuncler in disguise, why would you accept a job on the spot without any prior research AGAIN. Are you that dumb?"

Her mouth fell open unconsciously as she was in a state of disbelief at the insults directed at her. She was not ten anymore she would not just accept this.

"Whatever this is going to be Lemonade stand 2.0. Jazmine, and don't expect me to come save your ass like last time."

"Everyone is happy for me but the one person I want to be happy for me the most can't even do that! Huey why can't you just have faith in me and support me like a best friend should."

"I am supporting you! I supported you the first time during the lemonade stand. ME! I warned you it was a bad idea from the beginning, tried to comfort you when he made you cry but you still persisted because of a fucking pony! And even after that I went out to find those useless fucking hippies to start a protest and had to start a riot by myself to save you from that monster. And lets not forget during that whole fiasco, I kept trying to knock sense into you and still you wouldn't listen! I wouldn't do that for just anyone, just YOU! That is me supporting you!"

She could feel her lips starting to tremble and eyes starting to water, she bit her inner cheek hard willing the tears to go away, she would not crumble in front of him right now. She took a deep breathe from her diaphragm, ironically this is something he taught her during their lessons on meditative breathing.

"First of all I was 10! Second, I have always been grateful for what you did for me then and thanked you profusely over the years. But that is not the point! These are two completely different situations! Why is this a bad idea! You still can't even tell me that. Ava is an older lady who is widowed who runs her own business! She is nothing like Wuncler, so your whole comparison doesn't even make any sense. I decided to do this because I saw how you got your job at the bookstore and saved enough to buy your own car last year. Why can't I do the same huh!? You inspired me Huey. I could have asked for my Dad to get me a brand new car without a second thought but I wanted to do this on my own so I could feel that I achieved it through my own efforts. You taught me that but apparently now I'm dumb for making this decision! Well don't allow me to bother you with my unrealistic ideas anymore because I don't need you in my life if this is how you are going to treat and support me!"

She ran from his room as fast as she could. She heard him yelling her name as she jumped down the stairs trying to get out of there as soon as possible before the waterfalls behind her eyes made an appearance. She could still hear him calling her name as she ran to her house. She refused to turn back around as her tears were in a full free fall down her face.

She was transported back to her room as she tried to push that memory back into the recesses of her mind.

It's been almost a week and he still hasn't initiated an effort to contact or see her.

Whatever, she needed to focus. Today is Saturday and she starts on Monday. With a deep sigh she concludes she's gone over the instruction manual enough times already.

She calls Cindy to see what she's doing, she offers to come get her to spend some time in the pool. Perfect, exactly what she needs to get her mind off certain things or people.

He stared at the ceiling while lying in bed throwing a ball up and down in the air mindlessly, as his mind replays the last conversation with Ceaz some days ago.

After recounting the whole argument to Ceaz, he hears him burst out laughing hysterically. Glaring harshly at him "What the HELL is so funny!".

"So you started a petty argument, called her dumb for getting her own job to save money for her own car, something you inspired her to do by the way, all because you felt insecure. And you are really asking me if you were in the wrong. I know you Huey! Come on man! You wouldn't have even asked me that in the first place if you didn't already feel guilty so I'm not even going to entertain that question. You know you fucked up! Stop di play di fool."

He leaned in close like he was about to tell a secret. He squinted his eyes staring hard at me when a smug ass smirk appeared on his face. "Let's get to the bottom of the real situation, so let me ask YOU. Why did you blow up at her like that? Even better question, why did you get insecure with her wanting to get her own car?"

I hate how he knows me this well.

"You can stay silent all you want Huey, we both know the answer to that one but I just want to hear you admit it."

"I may have overreacted a bit and there is nothing wrong with wanting to protect my friend."

"Friend...ah huh. Don't think I didn't notice you changing the subject. And for the record Jazmine's rationale makes sense and you know that. But for your own peace of mind, no she is not going to drop you and start pulling away just because she won't be riding with you anymore. Jazz isn't like that, especially with you. And if you are really worried about her new boss being Wuncler 2.0 just go meet the old lady and see for yourself."

Damn, he's right. His eyes linger on the popcorn ceiling above his head, drops the ball, covers his face with his hand and inhales. Guilt washes over him as he remembers her running out of his room. He tried to catch up with her calling her back but it was no use. He knew she was crying when she left.

He can't stand the uncomfortable lurch in the pit of his stomach with the knowledge that he hurt her feelings and made her cry again. His ignorant 10 year old self took plenty pleasure in breaking her reality, he now feels ashamed all over again.

He intends to make it up to her but he really is not good at these types of things. He has an idea but he needs some help. It's small but significant. He needs to make a call.

"It's Huey, what are you doing on Monday around 1 pm?"

A/N: Ok here's my contribution Ace...I tried lol. I've never written any story before...ever. I'm really not a writer at all but I had this idea pop into my head last week. So give me your reviews if you liked it or not. I can take it.

Honestly before I started writing I had a completely different direction I was going to take this in but I just let it flow and somehow I ended up here lol. Enjoy. I'm still contemplating if I will continue a second chapter. But if I do it will only be 2 chapters.

Thank you to everyone.

-CM58