The Boondocks: a Huey\Jazmine love story

session x: Save the Children / The Santa Stalker's Return?

[song title: Joey Bada$$ - Save the Children]
So I hope you all had a great happy new year and I'm back to writing!

*Huey's POV

[Joey Bada$$]
It's all a hidden history of mystery I see vividly
Hysteria, causing misery on the interior
As shit get more scarier, I'm never in fear
Just a little inferior in some areas
But I share wisdom with Sumerians, somewhere we in the place peace means harmony,
not war and armory

Relaxing here, me and my baby Jazz.
She and I had been in multiple dates within two weeks.
We even saw that new Star Wars. I was proud to see a black man, John Boyega, who was taken under Robert Downey, Jr.'s wing as he performed this role amazingly.
I hadn't seen Star Wars since 2005.
Although The "Sith", and I mean the government, tried to deny my vision. Especially Mr. Uberwitz.
Speaking of him, I saw him not so long ago.
He wasn't the same after he got fired from my middle school.
Still a kind-hearted, irresponsible white man.
He didn't understand that fact that my vision tore his world upside down,  torn asunder his own illusions and sent the sanctuary of his own ignorance to crash down around him.  He wasn't ready for that vision. Jazmine on the other hand was always a part of my vision, even if I didn't see it then.
Also, while I'm on this Christmas topic, Riley had grabbed all his BB weapons, ready to get Santa, and tell that "nigga" he gon pay what he owe.

He did this shit when he was 9. I can't believe he still on it.

*Riley's POV*
I may have gotten rid of that real gun, but still that bitch ass nigga Santa Claus wasn't showing no niggas in the hood no love. He gon pay what he owe, and I got my ride or die Cindy with me.
Cause it's Christmas and I'm tryna hit up the mall.
I'd be damned if I let them po-po's catch me.

*Grandad's POV*
"Boy, the hell you doing?"
"About to go to the mall Grandad." Riley said.
"What you doing with all that damn shit on boy?"
"Nuffin".
"Ok, boy. Don't do no dumb shit out there, or I'll ground yo ass and beat you into next week.
"Grandad, I'm nearly 16, when you gon stop that?"
"Oh I ain't gonna beat you with a belt, I'll kick your lil ass you do some dumb shit like you did tryna to shoot your brother, lil nigga. You lucky I let you live and I grounded you for the 2 weeks. I woulda done worse had you been younger when you was fuckin' with cigarettes and Lamiltion Taeshawn, which I'm proud you whipped his ass, but nearly killing him? You nearly pushed it. Anyways, don't do no dumb shit and you won't get yourself in trouble, boy."

*Riley's POV*
Me and my niggas was on a hunt for Santa. 11 years passed and that nigga never payed what he owed. I got a lame ass android, and he ain't never rolled pass the boondocks to help a nigga out. So we out here with our glocks but they BB's so I couldn't kill the nigga.

Anyway we head up the mall, we knows the routine, approach Santa, steal the shit and get the hell outta the mall before them rent-a-cops could catch us.

So I gets the chair, run up from behind, and hit his ass with it, and I tells him one time, "Where my iPhone, Santa??? I want my muthafuckin' shit! You gon pay what you owe right here, right now!"

Before the plan was successful, we got cornered by rent-a-cops, with nearly no way out. Eventually the goons came with them smoke pellets and shit, and we was gone with hella iPhones, iPads, Xbox Ones, PS4, and all them other shits and I knew this was gon be a funny ass Christmas story to tell Huey.

*Huey's POV*

"That is the dumbest fucking Christmas story I have ever heard Riley."
"Awe come on Hue, stop being an insensitive nigga and laugh a little. Shit. You no fun."
"So what you sayin' is that this is the one in a year return of the Santa Stalker?"
"Ho, Ho, Ho, Yo, that's how this shit go, when we mobbin that hoe Santa."
"Riley, did you just say a fake ass rhyme to me?"
"Man.. Hue, you may be with Jazz but guess what?"
"What?"
"You'll still be a bitch ass nigga."
"You'll never quit saying that."
"Cause it's true nigga."
"Riley get the fuck outta my room before I karate-kick your ass into 2016."