Imagines by Rayraynicki II

The Producers (Rodigy story)

It was real early in the morning. I wanted  to go back to sleep. So I closed my eyes for a minute trying to go back to sleep when all of a sudden I heard a light switch cut on as my covers were throw back violently. I cringed up into a ball because it was cold. A painful slap had hit me on my thigh which urged me to get up. It was my cousin day day.

Day Day: NIGGUH GET UP! Auntie said breakfast is ready, so come on downstairs as he stepped over the mess I had on the floor and left my room.

I yawned, stretched and scratched my head cuz it was itchy, and then I leaped off my bed to go check the time. It was 5:30 am. 

Chres: DARNIT! I only got half an hour to get ready for school. 

I went to grab my toothbrush and a washcloth to brush my teeth and clean my face for breakfast. I had NO time to tame my nappy hair.

In the kitchen

Mama Murray sees day day (deandre) come walking in the kitchen to sit down for breakfast when she looked up from her breakfast and twirled her index finger around. 

Mama: *shouts* UN-UN! WHERE IS CHRESANTO? WHY HE AIN COME DOWN WITCHU?

Day: He iz, he prolly washin up right now.

Mama: Yeaaa he BETTA had to wash himself up. Cuz I ain raise no lazy kids. And NOBODY ain't finna miss the school bus unda MY watch.

Day: Yes ma'am

Day Day was high school. He was working a part-time job, he has a daughter and he's my neighbor. So usually he comes over so that baby khamila can have a decent meal and that he can pick me up from school as often as he can.

Day: Well Auntie I gotta get goin. Tell Chres I won't be able to pick him up from school today. 

Mama: Ok. *points over to the bag lunch she made for day day* I packed you a nice hot homemade lunch for work today. I'on wantchu eatin them folks food at yo job.

Day turns to mama and smiles as he peeks into the bag and closes it back up.

Day: Awww Auntie Yolanda, you didn't have to do this for me

Mama: I did and you will thank me lata boy now go on before you be late.

Day: *chuckles* But I gotta eat my hearty breakfast first he said as he sat down, blessed his food and began eating.

Mama tended to kamiya who was making a BIG mess. Mama Murray don't like messes.

Mama: *talks to kamila* Now, now little lady. Look what you have done? You made a BIG mess and now I have to clean you up. Yes I do. Yes I do. As mama grabbed a near by papertowel to sop of the spilt baby food that was on the tray of khamila's highchair. Day day was smiling at the two of them as he ate. Ever since day day's mother died it was heartbreaking. Him and his family used to join us for everyday meals so that we can share the blessings with eachother. Sometimes, It becomes a burden of day day because he has to pay rent when he and khamila are the only ones that live there. His father has been in prison ever since day's mother died. He refused to seek help from others including family so one night he decided to rob a gas station and got away with x amount of dollars. Once day got the money he bounced into his car and hit the road by speeding. Unfortunately there were cops chasing him. They eventually caught him and locked him up. He didn't want to hurt anyone, he just wanted to provide for his family without being a charity case. I know all of this because day day tells me these things. It's almost like he's an older brother to me. I am an only child tho. So it's like his little family now, has woven into mines. Dad is asleep right now, which more than likely mama will get up and force him to come downstairs. I finish washing up and brushing my teeth. No need to revisit the bathroom again if I already took a shower right? So I quickly walked downstairs as I was famished from last night. When I arrived in the kitchen I slid on the floor with my arms saying...TA-DAAAAAAA!!!

Mama: *upset* BOI WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?

Day: *turns around* Yea, yo food is getting cold.

Mama: *upset* AND WHAT HAPPENED TO YO HEAD?

I placed my hand on top of my forehead to check the temperature and It felt fine to me as I walked over to the table pulling out my chair and struggled to sit in properly. I picked up my spoon to fill it up with grits when I paused to look at mama murray who had a mad face on which meant I have either done something wrong or had forgotten to say something.

Mama: *raised brow* Chres, didn't I tell you that when I grease yo hair, that you are to wear a du-rag so that the front won't look as frizzy as it do now? You know how many hours I have to fight that hair so that you may look decent? I don't want you leaving this house lookin like I ain raised you right. I want people to look at you and be proud. YOU HEAR ME?

Chres: YES MA'AM

Mama: Alright.....you can say your grace and eatcha food cuz it's 6:00 rite now. 

Chres blessed his food and began to eat. Mama murray looked towards day day and reminded him that he should be leaving for work. So he wiped his mouth and put his empty  bowl and cup into kitchen sink. He went over to pick up khamila to kiss her and tickle her. He hugged mama and dapped me and walked out the front door. 

Few minutes later I ran upstairs to get my bookbag it was 6:15 am and I haven't left the house yet. The bus stop is up the block from me and it's dark outside. I'm turning around in panic in my room looking for last night's homework. I know I completed my assignment, but I just can't find it. Just then mama murray yells from downstairs...

Mama: CHRESANTO MURRAY...BOI IF YOU DON'T GETCHO BEHIN OUTTA DAT ROOM AND WALK UP TO THAT BUS STOP IT'S GONE BE ME AND YOU!

Chres: *shouts* OKAY MA I shouted as i ignored her so I can continue searching for my homework. Just then I heard footsteps approaching my room and then a knock on my open door. I turned around to see who it was. It was my dad. I assumed he just woke up from mama's shouting.

Dad: Boiiii you ain left YET? *checks watch* It's 6: 25. You better gone catch that school bus while it's free.

Chres: *disappointed* Yes sir I said as I stood up and strapped by bag on my backpack and headed for the door.

Dad: And when you get back from school, I want you to do your ALL your homework and then clean up this room. It don't make no sense for a young man of your age to have a messy room. After me and your mother told you countless times to keep it clean. Do you understand me, chres?

Chres: *non-chalant sigh* Yes siiirr.

Dad: Ok. Now have a good day at school. 

Chres: *walks down steps* Ok

Mama: Don't forget your lunch chres as she hands me my power rangers lunchbox

Chres: Gee thanx ma...*opens front door*

Mama: *shouts behind chres* I LOVE YOU SON!!!

Chres: I love u too mom...

[A/N: "Rodigy" is the bromance name for Roc Royal and Prodigy. No this is not a boyxboy story]