Boondocks One Shots

The Mystery Date

"Huey, you need to get a life." Caesar addressed, leaning with his elbow stabbing into the dry pasted wall. It was boring in Huey's room. No posters to decorate one single space of the wall. It was quite demeaning in Caesar's mind.

What kind of teenager doesn't have posters or quotes hanging on their walls?

"I do have a life. Just not one that consists of any distractions." Huey remarked, his eyes still glued to his computer screen.

"Oh, and you think having a loyal woman at your side is distracting?" Caesar questioned, still trying to get through to his best friend who seemed incapable of trying new things. "The internet is not a place to meet people. It's dangerous. What if I meet a woman who was actually a man, or an agent sent from the government to gather all intel on this revolution party I'm planing on Thursday?" Huey ended, causing Caesar to give himself a facepalm.

"By the way, will you be attending? I need to know exactly how many of people are going." Huey asked, finally peeling his eyes off his computer screen and swiveling his direction to face his friend.

"Yeah. What time will it be again?" Caesar asked

"Eight. Be on time. We will start with or without you." Huey reminded, standing from his chair.

"Okay, but we have some important things to discuss first." Caesar announced sitting himself on his friends neat bed.

"What?"

"I have arranged a date for you."

Huey rose his eyebrow at his friend's words.

"Hopefully not a woman from the Internet. A real person?"

Caesar nodded his shoulder length dreads with a sway. "Yes. It is with a girl I had just met. She is quite stunning." he admitted pulling out his phone.

"If this girl is so stunning as you say, why don't you go on a date with her?" Huey addressed, leaning his back against the wall. "Because Caesar has a type. And Caesar knows his type is not this girl that he is giving to his best friend."

Huey shook his head. "Caesar sounds like an idiot when he refers to himself in third person." he admitted walking out his room. Leaving Caesar alone.

"You're welcome!"

Huey was throwing his clothes out the closet rapidly. "Caesar you idiot." he mumbled still looking for an appropriate shirt. Though half way through his search he stopped to ask himself.

Does he really care?

After all, this was just some random hookup Caesar put together. After wasting five minutes attempting to put together an outfit,Huey just put on a black cotton T-shirt that outlined his muscular build. Even though Huey Freeman was a nerd...he was a buff nerd.

Beep Beep Beep Beep

It was a text from Caesar.

Caesar: Hurry up. She is already here.

"Already?" Huey asked himself. Usually he was the one to be punctual. However he was a little all over the place tonight. He hasn't gone on a date...in like ever. To be quite frank he hasn't ever had a girlfriend either. He just hasnt had the time. Plus, who would he date that lived in the whitest neighborhood in America?

Huey snagged his keys that were waiting for him on his bed and quickly headed downstairs.

"Boy! Where you goin'?" He heard Granddad call.

"Out." Is all Huey said.

"Wait! Get back ova here. You just think you can take the car whenever you please? You live in mah house. My rules and I say it's too late."