Hey guyyss. New short story out! This one's gonna be much longer than a one/two shot. Maybe about 10-15 chapters if I'm lucky? Anyway, this one focuses mostly on Riley while he is responsible for watching over his niece for the weekend. How has the child of his brother changed many things in their lives, as well as many of our loveable characters? Anndd, what happens when a certain somebody is back in Woodcrest? Hmmm? :)

Let's get it.

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Aaron McGruder's The Boondocks or any of his characters.

"Look. Fuck you. Fuck the plane you flew in on. Fuck them shoes. Fuck those socks with the bell on it. Fuck yo gay-ass fairy faggot accent. Fuck them cheap ass cigars. Fuck yo yuck-mouth teeth. Fuck yo hairpiece. Fuck yo chocolate. Fuck Guy Ritchie. Fuck Prince William. Fuck the Queen. This is America. My president is black and my Lambo is blue, nigga. Now get the fuck out my hotel room. And if I see you on the street, I'm slappin' the shit outta ya." ~ Riley Freeman; The Fundraiser

I done came up, got my name up

So when they speak of who blinged up, I'm who they bring up

Come up dissin' and you'll come up missin'

I'mma cut throat balla like OJ Simpson

Twenty-one year old Riley Freeman groaned loudly, lifting the pillow off his head to wearily glance at his clock.

"You gotta be shittin' me." He muttered angrily.

There should be no reason in hell for someone to be blowin' up his phone at 8:16 a.m. on a Friday morning unless someone was dying… and even then your ass just might get hung up on.

He snatched his phone of his nightstand and pressed talk without looking. "Who the hell is this and what do you want?" He growled.

"It's called Caller ID, a feature that usually comes with a smartphone, genius." His older brother replied calmly into the phone.

"Nigga, is you stupid? It's 8 in the morning, the fuck do you want?"

"Hold on."

"I know you ain't called my phone and puttin' me on hold! Nigga, if you don't get yo-"

"Hey, Riley!" There was suddenly a much cheerful and lighter voice on the other line.

"Jazmine, y'all betta have a good-ass reason to be calling my phone at 8 in the damn morning!"

"Oh, did I wake you?" She asked, sounding concerned.

"The hell do you think?" Riley snapped in response.

"Aww, I'm really sorry, Riley. I didn't mean to." He rolled his eyes. She was just too… sincere to stay mad at for long. "Whatchu want, Jazz?"

"Well, I kinda have a bit of a favor to ask you," Jazmine began hesitantly. "Would you mind babysitting…?"

Riley groaned. "Seriously, today? J, I didn't get to bed til like five last night, I'm exhausted. Your parents can't do it?"

"My mom and dad are on vacation."

"Damn them." He mumbled.

"What?"

"Nuthin." Riley said quickly. "I ain't said yes, but what time would you need if I did say yeah?"

"Ummm… we would drop her off around eleven…." She said, awkwardly pausing and trailing off. Riley raised his eyebrow.

"Okaayy. And how long until you'd pick her up?"

Silence.

"Jazmine! What the hell, how long?"

"Uhhhmmmm… Sunday night?"

"Excuse you?"

"Come on, it'll be great! You love having her!" Jazmine, all the sudden, tried to play it cool.

"I ain't never had her the whole weekend! The fuck y'all gonna be doin'?"

"Huey was nominated to receive some black recognition award, but the ceremony is tomorrow in Washington D.C. We just thought that with the long trip and being at the event all day, the baby would get restless. It would be much easier on her if she stayed here with someone."

"And you're realizing this just now? Why the hell didn't you plan for someone to watch her in advance?"

"Because the award committee just let us know about this whole event last minute too! As in at 7 a.m. this morning!" Jazmine shot back hotly.

Riley shook his head. Niggas.

"Man, whateva! This is messed up! I had plans this weekend!"

"I'm sure if you have to do something, Mr. Freeman wouldn't mind watching her for a while." She tried.

"Oh please. Anytime it's just the two of us babysittin' her, he always throws everything on me! He don't feed her, change her, nothin'! He'll play wit' her for like five minutes then sit and watch TV the rest of the time. So basically, it's like I'm watchin' two kids!" Riley complained. "Shit. Y'all betta take her wit' you! She ain't no baby."

"She two, Riley. There's no way she'll be able to last the car ride there, the entire event, 'cuz you know how black folks like to get off topic and prolong things out for hours, and the car ride back."

"Dat's yo kid, yo responsibility, and yo problems."

"Aww, come on, Riley." Her voice all the sudden went extra desperate and extra sweet. "Please… for me…? For your niece?"

"Man, cut dat out!"

"Cut what out, Riley?" Jazmine asked innocently.

"That! Every time you need me to do somethin' you try to guilt me into it and play the innocent dame-in-distress card! And anytime you really need me you always wanna be like 'Please? For Me?' wit' yo needy beggin' ass!"

"Whhaatt? I never ever do that! You're being crazy!"

"And you're still the worst liar in the world! Nigga, I see you, you ain't slick!"

Jazmine let out a shriek before there was a lot of clamor on the phone, causing Riley to hold the phone away from his ear.

"Hey." He finally heard Huey say.

"The hell is goin' on?"

"Jazmine dropped the phone and ran down the hall." Even though the brothers couldn't see each other, they both rolled their eyes at the same time. Same old Jazmine.

"Sooo, you didn't say yes to her?" Huey asked.

"Hell no, nigga! I see what you's tryna pull!"

"Well, damn. Putting her on the phone usually works."

"Not this time, nigga."

"So, you're definitely not babysitting your niece?"

"What part of 'no' don't you get?"

Huey let out a sigh. "I didn't want to have to do this to you."

"Do what?"

"But you leave me no choice."

"The fuck are you-" Then Riley stopped. He knew exactly what he was thinking.

"Nigga, I swear on everything, you betta not! I'm hangin' this phone up right-"

"Unca Reezy?" He heard a soft voice say.

And then his heart began to melt mid-sentence.

"Heyy, baby, how you doin'?" He tried to keep his voice easy as he repeatedly cursed his brother out in his head.

"Good." Riley heard the sound of muffled talking on the other end, then a light gasp.

"Daddy says I get'ta stay with you all weekend!" She gushed excitedly into the phone.

That bitch-ass nigga.

Riley winced, trying to choose his words carefully. "Well, babe, that wasn't exactly the plan. It wasn't really supposed to happen this week, hun."

"Awwwww," He could practically see her frown through the phone. "Listen, babe, it'll be okay. I'll make it up to you. We can try-"

He heard the sound of quiet talking again before she spoke.

"Please, Unca Reezy? I really wanna stay with you. Pleeaase?" She begged sweetly. There was a pause and the sound of talking again. "For me?"

Damn, damn, DAMN!

Riley let out a big breath before answering. "...Okay, babe." He surrendered.

"Yaayyy! I love yoooouu!" She cooed into the phone with a giggle, her happiness evident. Riley couldn't help but grin.

"Love you too, babe. Now put Daddy back on the phone."

"'Kay." He heard the sound of her handling the phone. Then he heard his brother clear his throat, clearing fighting back a chuckle.

"Glad to hear you'll be able to watch her."

"Fuck you, fuck Jazmine, fuck yo cat, fuck yo afro, fuck yo gay-ass hatin' self, f-"

"Yeah, we'll drop her off soon." Huey cut him off and hung up on Riley before he was even close to being finished.

Author's Note: Tee hee. They're so wrong for that. Fun chapter to write. Sorry this one was a bit short, it's kinda like a prologue. Next chapter will be longer and more in depth.

Many of you might be wondering what the baby's name is. Don't worry, I didn't put it in this one for a reason. I like keepin' y'all in suspense ;) Her name will be in the first sentence at the start of the story next chapter though, promise.

The song that was Riley's ringtone is called Shinin' by Metaphor The Great. This song was also seen in the actual Shinin' Boondocks episode when Riley first gets his Lethal Interjection chain (then gets sucker-punched by Butch Magnus. Hah). I don't own the song or the episode, so don't try to sue me.

I enjoy lots and lots of quotes from the Boondocks so I'm planning for one at the beginning of each chapter. Suggestions, anyone? :)

That's all for now. Drop a review if you wanna. Feedback makes me reallyyy happyyyy (also gives me inspiration to make an update faster). I appreciate every single one of them.

One love, y'all.

~ Schweetie