Life In Liberty City

Chapter 4: The Streets

As it was a great Saturday morning in the city. I was sleeping in my bed as I was having a good dream until Natalya opened the door without knocking and told me to get up.

  "Time to get up Stan. You can't waste a nice day sleeping in." Natalya says as she pulls the covers off me.

"Mom! It's Saturday!" I shouted.

"Young man, you know that wasting the whole day sleeping is unhealthy, besides I don't want you to miss out on my French toast that I made." She explains as she went to wake Dasha up.

I finally got up and luckily I was wearing something while I was asleep because I would be pissed if Natalya yanked my bed sheets while I wasn't. I looked at the mirror and started combing my thick hair, brush my teeth and put on some clothes and headed to the kitchen.

I saw Dasha coming to the dining room with only her robe on and Natalya didn't like it.

  "Dasha, what did I say about wearing something decent at the table?" She asked.

  "You woke me up and I don't have time to get dressed and besides I was having a good dream and you woke me out of it." Dasha says.

   "Young lady, you need to be more understanding that I have rules that I want both of you to get up early and do something worthwhile in your lives. We no longer live in Moscow anymore and I want you two to be successful in your lives." Natalya explains as she served us a plate of French toast, eggs and bacon.

  "Now I'm going to work and I want you two to stay out of trouble and take my advice. Understand?" She asked as she got in her general uniform.

"Yes mom." Dasha and I answered Simultaneously.

After Natalya went out the door, I started eating my breakfast while I started texting to Velvela under the table.

  "I have no doubt you are still talking to that Velvela girl. Why haven't we seen her yet?" Dasha asked.

   "Because she is not ready to meet our mom yet since I told her that she is the General of the UNSA." I answered.

  "Well I want to meet her since I don't want you dating a gold digger or a cunt." Dasha added.

"She's not!" I shouted.

"Chill out. I'm just saying." She said.

"Well don't touch another nerve." I warned.

"Let me meet her then." Dasha suggested.

  "When she is ready to meet our mom and quit sticking your snout in my business please." I spoke as I finished eating and started cleaning my plate in the sink.

   "Watch it Stan or I'll tell mom that you are dating someone." Dasha warns.

   "Snitches get stitches you know. You will regret it when I tell mom that you dated a drug dealer in Moscow." I threatened as I headed out the door.

"Oh yeah! Grow up!" Dasha shouted.

   "You grow up! I'm more mature than you are since I'm already dressed for the day!" I snapped back as I went down the steps and headed out of the apartment building.

I walked down the sidewalk and went into a crowd of humans and anthros waiting the walk signal to cross the street.

   As it changed, everyone started walking down the street and an anthro wolf in a business suit bumped passed me and didn't even cared about apologizing or saying excuse me at least since he was on his fucking cellphone.