I turn on the tv as told and me and the rest of my siblings from DeBarge including Tommy who came by gather 'round watching.
A few gasps can be heard as a picture of our big brother Bobby pops up on the news.
"Bobby DeBarge, from the Motown recording group DeBarge, was arrested today at Chicago's O'Hare Airport. The Motown recording star claimed he had a bomb. The Airliner was on its way to Los Angeles. It appears Robert DeBarge Jr. told the man seated next to him he had a bomb in the suitcase he was carrying. Other passengers on the plane heard him say this as well and became scared. It was said loudly where others on the plane heard it as well. The plane, just taking off, had to turn back to the airport where he was taken into custody. It was found to only be a hoax—something he said as a joke."
With all these bomb threats all over the United States, now here is a picture of Bobby on television looking like a damn terrorist..
We shook our heads because we know our brother and we know what prompted his actions.
We then start laughing because it really is ridiculous but it's no laughing matter.
Bobby's been detained...Sees El get on the phone to someone.
*10 minutes later*
"So?" We all ask looking at him after finding out he was on the phone with mama
"Mama said apparently Bobby was on his way back to L.A, he had just been back home trying to clean up his act. Uncle Bill even helped him enroll in Teen Challenge. He only managed to stay in the program for a week.. He also scored some pills back in Detroit and now he was coming back high." El finishes as I shake my head in slight disappointment
"Is that all?" Tommy asks
"She also said the man seated next to him thought he was acting odd and stared in his direction then Bobby caught him staring and blurted out 'What are you looking at? Yeah, I've got a bomb!'" El says and I cringe trying not to laugh imagining Bobby saying it in my head.
I then stand up and go to the nearest phone.
*5 minutes later*
"Hello? Bobby??" I ask
"Y/n? Y/n you gotta get me outta here before trial man I got my ass whooped for mopping the floor!" He says and I try my best to keep a straight posture
"Bobby..." I say knowing he probably said sum slick or got in somebody's face
"What? It's true!" He says
"Bobby... what were you thinking?" I ask
"I-I don't know but you better not be laughing!" He says as I snort lightly
"Okay okay I'm sorry." I say
"Look idk why I said it, I questioned myself too.." He says and I nod not saying anything
"What I remember is saying it then the other people started acting funny. Next thing I knew there's an announcement and we flying back to Chicago and I'm get 'detained' by the damn FBI." He says
"Oh..." I say
"Yeah, now I think I'm in it deep." He says
"Bobby what did you have on you?" I ask
"Couple pills.. and maybe some tussionex. Listen I gotta go, please help me sis, love you." He quickly says
"Lo—"gco by Bobby hanging up the phone
*couple of months later*
Turns out Bobby got 2 years of probation and had to drop for the court whenever they requested. After our show at the Apollo that day I remember we all made jokes at Bobby's expenses by referring to him as Bobby Kaddafi. I mean, Bobby did look a lot like the images of terrorists we had seen on the news.
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Bobby DeBarge Imagines vol.2
FanfictionThis book is a continuation of the first BD imagines book I wrote.