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One day Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies got a call
from her regional monied managing fairy. Seems things were looking rougher in the
hood. Folks were low.
The rich were getting richer and the poor had less than
nothing. It cost money to eat, sleep,
get happy, get pissed and stab a mofo and end up spending money on
bandages. Ambulances took their time
coming because the poor couldn't foot the bill so why save them anyway?
Yeah, it was hard in the ghetto and people were losing faith
in their mojos. Their dreams, their
number books, their signs, and wonders. In short their majic. Yes MAJIC not magic. Only the bougie fairies had magic. Majic is just as strong, it just depends on
different things. Like the belief of the
poor that they can make things better.
So her little faux pearl shell phone vibrates.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Yeah, boss whad up?
Managing Monied Fairy: Heffa, have you heard what is going
on in da skreets?
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Yeah boss. So whatchu want me to do?
Managing Monied Fairy: Girl skip the details and just handle
it because if everyone stops believing then we are out of jobs. I ain't trying to go back to the pole are you?
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies gets scared: Word
boss? It’s that tight out in these skreets?
Managing Monied Fairy: For real kid.
So Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies puts her little
pearl away and decides to take a walk through the hood. Just looking for someone who still believes. It was hot in the hood. Folks just sitting on their Section 8 steps
waiting to die or for the first of the month. Whichever showed up first. They wouldn't fight death. They only seemed to fight life and life was
beating every mofo down.
She rolled up on her girl Big Booty Monied Fairy.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Girl, you seen any
believers lately?
Big Booty Monied Fairy did a neck roll: Girl it is hard out
here in these skreets.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Girl I know it. That still don't mean we can't help folks. We just need to find a believer in the majic
that is us.
Big Booty Monied Fairy: Well I done looked down in the
projects, the Section 8, the playground. I even went to school yard. The skreets is dead!
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: It can't be dead. If it was we'd all be out of jobs already.
*eye roll* And I ain't trying to go back
to the pole. I like rolling through the
hood thick, fine, and monied. We gotta
get out there and find a believer. Or
are YOU trying to go back to waiting tables?
Big Booty Monied Fairy: Oh hellz no! But where are we gonna look, boss? *staring
down at her Manolows - (yes Manolows)
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Let's head to the
beauty shop. There gotta be some
believers down there with all them women in there.
Ok, this was cute! I enjoyed that. I got some other stuff to
do. May be I'll get back to this tomorrow. Right now I'm hungry. Catch yall l8r
8/30/12
So I'm back for another story hour. I think I will pick up
where I left off with Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies.
If you will remember last night Shawntiqua Boss of the
Monied Fairies and her girl Big Booty Monied Fairy were headed to the beauty
shop. They were looking for believers in
their majic. If they didn't find some
soon they'd lose their fairy status, ghetto as it is, and have to go back to
working regular jobs. Shawntiqua Boss of
the Monied Fairies wasn't trying to go back to the pole.
We join our ghetto fairies at Alizayshia's House of Beauty.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies strolls into the shop
followed by Big Booty Monied Fairy.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: What's up ladies? Hey
Alizayshia! What's going on? Whatchall know good?
Alizayshia: Girl nothing good going on around here. You
ain't been around in a minute. Let me hip you to the latest dirt.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies *rolls eyes*:
Alizayshia, I swear you always blowing things out of proportion. *sits in
chair*
Alizayshia massaging her scalp: I wish it was that simple
this time. My cousin Pookie got set up by some bish he was messing with.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Your cousin Pookie
always in some mess. That is nothing new. I told him about messing with
feelings.
Alizayshia sucks teeth: True, but that ain't all girl.
Dawnques, the new guy I'm kicking it with. Well he just lost his job and his ex
is tripping and won't let him see his kids until he pay back child support. He
says he owes about $20,000 back support.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: The same Dawnques
that has been making babies since he was 16 and is damn near 40 with 12 kids
and 14 baby mommas?
Alizaysha stops massaging: Why you gotta take it there?
Dang! *chuckling* Yeah him. I'm starting to see what the attraction is.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Well girl see all the
attraction you want just don't have any babies by him. He got enough now.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies makes note to call her
girl Birth Control Fairy and send her some chocolates on Alizayshia's behalf.
Alizayshia is thoughtful a moment: I guess you are right. It
could be worse and Pookie never had a lick of sense. I be faithful with my pill.
Still Dawnques do make some pretty babies.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Yeah but he can't
afford them. And then you would be sharing privileges with Antwonique. I
thought you couldn't stand that heffa?
Alizaysha pauses: Say what now?
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Girl didn't you know?
His 3rd and 4th baby is by her. Call her cousin and see if I'm lying.
Alizayshia hadn't been able to stand Antownique Houston
since she burned her boyfriend back in high school.
Alizayshia starts massaging with vigor: Girl, if that is
true he got to go. Hold on while I place a call. Alizayshia heads to her office. Five minutes later Alizayshia is back and
feeling some kind of way.
Alizayshia: Shawntiqua you was right! Oh hells no! I can't
be having no babies with him. Matter of fact he might have to go.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Might? I thought you
said he HAD to go.
Alizayshia: Girl dack is free on any street corner but good
dack is scarce! Especially good clean dack! You know I had him tested!
Alizayshia and Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies bump
fists: That's what is up!
Alizayshia: He was talking his way around my defenses about
having a baby with him. But not now, girl. Whew! Like I always say, you're
magic. You always show up in the nick of time. I was just thinking about skipping
my pill and having a baby with this fool.
The longer Alizayshia thought the madder she got: Yeah. He
got to go. He knows the way around all my defenses.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Ow! Alizayshia, I
ain't your coulda woulda been baby daddy so could you not take it out on my
head.
Alizayshia cracks up: My bad girl. Go on back to the shampoo
bowl.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Now don't forget to
play them numbers you dreamed up. This seems like your lucky day.
Alizayshia: Girl, you always have a way of turning my bad
luck around. If I hit tonight, I might just put him out. No need tempting fate.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Girl whatever! You
just play them numbers like I said. *air kisses*
As our two ghetto fairies turn the corner Shawntiqua Boss of
the Monied Fairies pulls her pearl cell from her pocket and makes that call. Putting
it away she looks at her Big Booty Monied Fairy friend and nods: Done deal.
Big Booty Monied Fairy: Think she'll really put him out?
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: Count on it. Because
you are going to call your girl over in the dreams dept and order up a special
something something kind of dream that is gonna leave her feeling some kind of
way. She'll wake up packing his bags. *cackles*.
Big Booty Monied Fairy: But how is that gonna help her
believe in our majic?
Shawntiqua: That is
only part of my plan, girl. Watch and learn girl. Watch and learn. I've been at
this game a minute.
That concludes story hour for the day! lol Whew! This is
kind of fun. This spontaneous story telling.
8/31/12
Good evening folks! I hope everyone is having a great
Saturday. I got some chores done. Now I'm settling down to get some story
telling done.
Thought I'd swing by and see what Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies and her
team are up to.
This is all just stuff that comes off the top of my head.
Nothing prepared. So let’s see what the muse has for us.
If you'll remember from last night, Shawntiqua Boss of the
Monied Fairies had just left Alizayshia's House of Beauty and was putting plans
in motion to get Alizayshia to put the serial baby daddy she was currently
dating out of her life before he messed up her life and another innocent child.
Let's tune in shall we?
Shanwtiqua: Booty, what did your friend over in the dreams
department say? Is it on for this week
or what?
Booty: Yeah she said it is on. She said the south side of
fairy land is all excited. Seems a
couple people went out and bought dream books after we left the shop.
Shawtiqua fluffs her natural tri-colored locks: Told
ya. Now we just got to seal it with a
nice size numbers win and the dream.
Booty: My girl over
in Dreams said that the Head Fairy In Charge Of Gaming Money would authorize a
big win if you want.
Shawntiqua shakes her head vehemently: Nawl! That will not
work! Then she’d think she had the money to have his babies. That isn’t any good for her or her kids to
be. They have a chance to be more.
Booty stares in wide eyed awe: I hadn’t thought of it that
way. What do you think they can be? And
who with?
Shawntiqua squints into a hazy future that she can see
thanks to her fairies on her mom’s side of the family.
Shawntiqua: Can’t tell.
So much will depend on her decisions.
I see a couple decent dudes headed her way.
Booty tries squinting and only gets blurred vision.
Shawntiqua laughs: Booty, what are you doing?
Booty: Trying to see what you see.
Shawntiqua: Well cut
it out before you give yourself a headache.
We don’t have time for being sick right now. We gotta get hustling.
Booty rubs her eyes: What are we gonna do now?
Shawntiqua: First, I’m gonna dictate the dream into your
memory vine. Then you’re gonna fly over
to the Dreams Dept with it and tell Alizayshia's dream merchant what her dream
is to be tonight.
Booty and Shawntiqua cop themselves a seat at an abandoned
building where they are sure to be alone and undisturbed. Booty unwraps the golden vine wrapped around
her upper arm and hands it to Shawntiqua.
Shawntiqua wraps the vine around her head and sits for several long
moments in silence. Booty keeps watch. Now Booty had defenses should anyone come to
bother them. She was wearing a bracelet
that was really a stunner. Booty just
hated using it. It had the unfortunate
side effect of making the victim unable to say no for 24 hours.
Then Booty would be required by the fairy rules of conduct
that governed bougie and ghetto fairies alike to watch over that person until
they returned to normal. Booty didn't have time for all that. Alizayshia wasn't
the only one with a new boo thang.
Shawntiqua didn’t take long to relay the dream to the
vine.
Shawntiqua: Now Booty get over to the
Dreams dept as fast as you can. If
everyone is as excited as you say over one renewed believer then her dream
merchant will be readying her dreams any second.
Booty nodded.
Shawntiqua looked around for a building with an open doorway that was
painted white. She pointed at an empty
house a couple blocks away.
Shawntiqua: There. That’s
the perfect portal back to fairy land.
Go now.
Booty got up and hurried away without even a goodbye. Shawntiqua waited for the telltale twinkle
that others would mistake for a reflection of light. In reality it was confirmation that Booty had
made it safely back to fairy land. Shawntiqua
smiled and got up and headed for the same doorway. In a flash of light and a twinkle of sound
Shawntiqua was home. She gathered up her
chocolate charms and put on her sexiest outfit that showed off all her best…assets
and headed out.
Shawntiqua’s first stop was the Birth Control Fairy’s
house. No one was home so she left her
favorite chocolates wrapped in pink spider’s silk on her doorstep. Then she headed over to see the cat daddy of
all fairies. The Head Fairy In Charge of Gaming Money.
Shawntiqua walked in the gaming place and saw the names and
scores of all the players in the hood/ghetto on the walls. Now the scores weren’t for how much they had
won or lost but of how much of themselves that had given or not.
In the fairy realm the first rule was: What goes around
comes right back around. And if the
fairies were feeling generous they gave better than the good deed doer
deserved. For bad deed doers the same
rules applied. They took a bit of joy in giving a bad deed doer extra.
Shawntiqua walked in the gaming place and saw the names and
scores of all the players in the hood/ghetto on the walls. She looked until she
found Alizayshia's wall and the fairy in charge of her. A tall cool laid back
chick by the name of Deezela.
Shawntiqua: Hi *squints at name tag* Deezela. Can I holla at
ya for a minute?
Deezela shakes her head wisely: I already know what you are
here for. You are gonna have to clear it
with my boss first. *shoots her a
crooked grin* I don’t think you are gonna have a problem though.
Shawntiqua figured as much.
She was just following an unwritten protocol. You don’t go to anyone’s boss unless
absolutely necessary.
Deezela nodded to the closed rose petal curtains at the
opposite end of the score room: He’ll be
in there this time of day.
Shawntiqua thanked Deezela and headed that way wondering
what type of mood she’d find the boss in today.
As the fairy in charge of all gaming money and therefore
gaming luck his mood turned on a whim.
Still belief affected him just as much as everyone else. Shawntiqua stopped at the petals and
whispered her name and a request for an audience with is grand fairy-ness.
The petals waved as though moved by a breeze but there was
none. They were relaying her message and waiting for his reply.
Then the curtain parted letting her into his grand
office. Lady Luck Fairies twitched and
switched by her. Some she knew and they
winked in recognition and those she didn’t nodded nonetheless. All was cooperation among the fairies. All
for one and one for all most days.
She strolled up to the big guy’s desk knowing he’d never
look up. He was busy watching over luck
in all the realms there were. He
couldn’t take his eyes off the boards for a moment. Luck spun on a dime and it was his job to
keep it spinning and never resting. The
only time luck rested was when the new head fairy in charge took over the
management of luck. That was just
necessary.
Tonie was the current Head Fairy In Charge Of All Gambling
money.
Tonie: What took you so long to get here?
Shawntiqua: I needed to drop off a little bribe to the Birth
Control Fairy. How you been, Tonie?
Tonie: Alright. Could
always be better. So let’s cut to the chase. You want Alizayshia to win some
money just not a lot.
Shawntiqua: Yup.
Tonie: Done.
Shawntiqua was shocked it was all so easy.: Not that I ain’t
grateful, cuz I am, but no bargaining?
Tonie: Nope. *Tonie spins dime and someone’s luck changes*
Shawntiqua: Why have me come down here then?
Tonie: I just missed seeing your face. I don’t get too many
visitors on account of I gotta keep my eye on luck at all times. Nice hearing
your voice even if I can’t see you now.
Shawntiqua grinned. They did go back a bit: Well when your
turn at luck is up, come see me for real so I can thank you properly.
It was all Tonie could do to keep from laughing. He managed a smile and changed a whole lot of
people’s luck for the better. He hoped
they were the right people otherwise he’d have a lot of explaining to do.
Tonie: I’ll be sure to do that. I should be done in 30-40
years.
Shawntiqua: Oh that’s no time at all. It’ll be here in no
time.
Tonie cut short the interview because he was starting to get
distracted: See ya then Shawntiqua. Shawntiqua finger waved at his back.
Shawntiqua headed back the way she had come and stopped off
home to change back into her street wear before heading back to the ghetto. She appeared walking around a corner as if
she had always been there. She sent a fairy text to see if Booty was back. Shawntiqua got a sweet tingle back. Booty had
completed her task. They met up at the chicken shack to talk over two chicken
boxes and jumbo half n halfs.
Shawntiqua: So did you speak to the Head of Dreams? Did they
go for it?
Booty: Yeah! Everyone is so excited. It has been so long since anyone believed.
People had been getting their resumes together to try being human.
They both shared a shudder at their old lives.
Shawntiqua:
It is ok if you are rich but if you gotta work for it. Ugh baby ugh!
Booty: Well, not all jobs sucked. I think just the ones we
had sucked. There are some people who like what they do.
Shawntiqua sucked her teeth: well I’ll go back to being
human when all the sucky jobs cease to exist. Until then I’ll stay a monied
fairy.
Booty held up her jumbo styrofoam cup in toast: You ain’t
lying. *they bumped cups and drank deeply of the half iced tea and half
lemonade concoction that could only have been better with a hit of gin in it.
But they were both on duty and needed clear heads for the night ahead.
Booty: So what do we do now?
Shawntiqua: Well we’ve done all we can do for Alizayshia for
now. Let’s get back out on the streets. There’s
gotta be another believer or someone on the edge of belief and disbelief out
there somewhere. Let’s go find them.
Booty unconvinced: Two in one day? Now I think you’re
pushing it.
Shawntiqua: I sure am. And I’m a keep pushing it until we
change the tide.
9/17/12
Good evening tweeples! I know I've been MIA for a minute but
even story tellers need a rest.
So I'm rested and ready to flex my brain for another story
hour. So without further ado we head back to the skreets with
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies and her friend Big Booty Monied Fairy.
When last we saw our majical skreet fairies they had set the
plan in motion to change Alizayshia of Alizayshia’s House of Beauty’s luck. They sought to make her believe in the majic
of luck through her dreams. We join our
fairies after chowing down and headed to the skreets to see who else might
still believe in majic.
Shawntiqua: Dang it is a nice night to be out. Kids playing
because schools out. Folks sitting on the stoop catching the cool evening
breeze. There has got to be another
almost believer out here tonight. I can feel it.
Big Booty Monied Fairy: Yeah so can I. But I feel an
undercurrent of trouble too.
Shawntiqua *sucks teeth*: Girl that’s always there.
Booty: Yeah but tonight, right now the trouble feels real
close.
Shawntiqua: All the more reason someone’s gonna need us.
Booty *skeptical side eye*: How much diamond dust did you
get in your eyes when you stopped home?
Shawntiqua *rolls eyes*: None! I don’t need it. Dang, Booty!
Do I have to convince you our majic is real too?
Booty *shakes her black and green ponytail*: Naw! I know our
majic is real. I just wonder how strong is people’s belief. You know how people
jump from one thing to another.
Shawntiqua: Booty, just stick with me. Have I ever been
wrong before?
Booty *thoughtful pose*: No. No you haven’t. *sighs* Ok, lead the way then. Where are we going?
Shawntiqua: I thought we’d head over to the Numbers Club.
Booty: Oh girl! I got
just the dress to change –
Shawntiqua cut her right off: We are on duty. What we got on
is perfect. Save that outfit for this
weekend when we’re off duty.
Booty started to pout but then realized that her boss was
right. With their minds made up it was
just a thought and a turn of a corner and they were clear across town in front
of the Numbers Club.
It was a weekday night and the place was only half full. A
good crowd nonetheless. The bouncers on the door new the girls well and let
them right in. Both bouncers gave Booty’s booty a longing stare as she minced
enticingly by them. Shawntiqua cut her eyes at Booty.
Booty: Boss don’t look at me that way. I didn’t make my booty
so succulent.
Shawntiqua: Yeah but you made it switch extra special. And if you don’t control yourself you’ll be
the start of the trouble and you know how Thee Boss Of All Things feels about
that.
Booty sobered up quick: You’re right, Boss. My bad.
Shawntiqua nodded once. Booty tossed a handful of glam dust
behind her to disguise the butt that made her sexy in and out of clothing. They
grabbed a table in the corner and sat back with sodas to watch.
Shawntiqua: I think we found what we are looking for.
Booty: Where?
Shawntiqua nodded to the smallish dude coming through the
door: That’s Big Luther and wherever he goes trouble is close on someone’s
heels. The question is whose and how do we help them?
Booty squinted at the unassuming dark chocolate man that
she’d heard so much about: How do you know we are even suppose to help whoever
he’s after? Maybe they’ll deserve whatever he’s dishing.
Shawntiqua shook her head and spoke patiently: Then we
wouldn’t be here.
Booty almost smacked herself in the forehead at her
forgetfulness: That’s right. The bad luck fairies would have been all over this
place.
Shawntiqua: Exactly.
Booty: So what do we do now?
Shawntiqua shushed her: Just watch the man with the plan.
We’ll know what to do soon.
Big Luther moved from table to table eyes searching the
darkened corners of the club. Looking for someone. The fairies held their
breaths in anticipation. Waiting for Luther to pick out his prey. He made a
circle of the downstairs of the club twice. Then he headed upstairs.
Booty made to get up: I’ll follow him boss.
Shawntiqua: Just send me a tingle if he finds the person
he’s looking for. I got a feeling they ain’t here yet. But they are close. Keep
an eye on Big Luther. And Booty? No flirting. I know he’s your type but not
tonight.
Booty: Don’t worry. I’ll behave boss.
Booty disappeared up
the stairs after the slight man called Big Luther.
Shawntiqua scanned the small crowd hoping to figure out who
was in trouble when she felt it. That feeling somewhere between fear and hope.
Fear of what you know will happen and hope for a miracle to spare you.
Shawntiqua scanned the crowd trying to zero in on the one in trouble. She
couldn’t see them but she could feel them.
She got up and let the feeling pull her to the one who still believed in
wishes.
9/18/12
*runs in all out of breath* OHMYGOODNESS! I'm late for story
hour! Sorry! It is raining here and traffic was a bear! Lol But here I am
again, ready to entertain and get my muse all warmed up. *claps hands together*
So we left our fairies at The Numbers Club.
Shantiqua was being carried on a feeling to one who still believed, if
only halfheartedly in wishes.
Shantiqua moved slowly through the light crowd scanning. She
smiled at some folk who thought they recognized her.
All people recognized goodness when they saw it. Everyone
just reacted to it differently. She stood a moment in a dark corner and got her
fairy bearings. She felt the pull hardest now. She followed its pull to another
dark corner over behind the bar. There sat a solitary figure, dressed in dark clothes and
hunched down so that you’d almost think they were just a shadow.
Shantiqua moved over to that end of the bar and sat on a
stool. She positioned her body so that the figure couldn’t be seen by Big
Luther should he come back searching again. She put her bag on the bar and sat
patiently waiting for the bartender to notice her.
She reached in her purse and tapped out a little message to
Booty that she had found who they were looking for.
Then she looked over into the dark corner. She stroked her
temple absentmindedly as if she had a headache. She was really turning on her fairy
night vision. The boy came into focus quick. She thought boy because he
couldn’t be older than 16 or 17. She wondered how he got past the bouncers. The
Numbers Club was for the 25 and older crowd. No exceptions.
Just then Booty sat down beside her. She motioned to the boy
on the other side of her. Shantiqua and Booty took out their cells to text.
Booty: He’s awful young. No wonder he still believes in
wishes. Should we read him?
Shantiqua: No. Not now. We need to get him away from Big
Luther. Where did you leave him?
Booty: Up stairs squeezing on some girl’s butt. Shantiqua
and Booty snorted amused.
The bartender chose that moment to approach. They gave him
their orders quickly and then turned back to plotting the boy’s escape. The bartender returned with their drinks.
Booty slipped off her stool and walked around to end of the bar. She looked at
the boy hard.
Then she texted Shantiqua: That’s Big Luther’s baby brother,
Darwin. BL has been trying to groom him to get into the street game.
Shantiqua shook her head.
Booty: He’s supposed to be real smart in school though, even
though BL be having him on those skreets first thing in the evening. He’s like
a true brain.
Shantiqua: Poor thing. He needs help. I can feel it.
Booty: No doubt.
Booty: This is the busiest part of the evening for BL.
Darwin should be making some pickups. The fact he ain’t means trouble for him.
Shantiqua: Him being BL’s brother is how he got past the
bouncers. But he can’t hide here all night.
Booty: It ain’t even that good of a hiding spot. So what do
we do?
Just then Big Luther comes down the stairs with two women. Big Luther was grinning but his eyes were
scanning the crowd. Booty positioned
herself to further block the boy from sight. Big Luther headed for the bar with
the two women and ordered drinks all around. He eyed the girls but dismissed
them. They had deglammed. Otherwise they would have drawn undo attention to themselves.
Booty: We got to get them out of here.
Shawntiqua: No. We need to get the boy out of here.
Shawntiqua thought quickly as Big Luther and the women headed for a table to
enjoy their drinks.
Shawntiqua knew the layout of the bar well. Behind the bar
was a trapdoor that most people knew nothing about. It led to the basement. If
they could just figure a way to get back there, they could both drag the boy
down and out. But how to get behind the bar?
9/25/12
Yikes! I just realized I haven't done story hour since LAST
TUESDAY! Time to give my muse a proper warm up.
So let me recap: Last we left Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied
Fairies she and her friend Big Booty Monied Fairy were at the Numbers Club.
The pair were looking for someone in need of help who still
believed in majic and wishes. They found him in the personage of one of the
local gangsters’ little brother Darwin. Darwin was hiding from his brother Big
Luther and picked the wrong spot. The
fairies were trying to figure out how to get him out of there and passed his
brother without being noticed. Let us join them now.
Shawntiqua: Booty, I need you to glam up!
Booty looks at her in wide eyed shock: Why boss?
Shawntiqua: Because we need Big Luther to be looking
somewhere else so I can get Darwin out of here.
Booty: Ok, half glam?
Shawntiqua shook her head once: Full glam.
Booty in an whisper: Boss are you sure? I mean…full glam…in
the humanoid world?
Shawntiqua: It is the only way, Booty. Trust me.
Booty nodded and looked around wild eyed as she reached into
her purse. Shawntiqua grabbed her wrist: Not here! She hissed. Go into the bathroom you nut!
Booty almost smacked herself in the head: What was I
thinking?
Shawntiqua: Girl I love you but sometimes… Booty gave her an
embarrassed grin as she headed for the ladies room to go full glam.
It would truly never do for her to go from plain to a dime
in the blinking of an eye in full view of the room. Booty sometimes forgot these
things. She had only been a fairy for a decade or two and she was still getting
use to what she should and shouldn’t do in front of people.
Shawntiqua sat impatiently tapping her fingernails. She
could feel the desperation coming off of Darwin. They had to do something soon. If they didn’t she had a feeling he was going
to do something stupid in his desperation and nothing good would come of it.
In half a fairy moment Booty was back and looking
bootilicious! The men didn’t just pause when she re-entered the place. Everyone one paused including the DJ. The
music skipped as if to emphasize the fact that true beauty had just entered the
place and needed to be acknowledged. And acknowledge it people did.
The players
readied their game plans while the haters tried to hate but couldn’t.
Booty in full on fairy glam was just too pretty and sweet to
hate. There was something about a fairy in full glam that just begged for your
eyes to admire and not hate. Envy was just fine but you couldn’t hate on them.
It really wasn’t Booty’s fault that she was one of prettiest and sexiest
fairies in Fairydom. And she knew how to work it. She rolled her hips as she
glided through the room with all eyes on her. Most especially, Big Luther’s.
Every man (and woman) who ached for womankind watched to see where the beauty
would settle.
Booty picked a spot in another corner of the club. One that
would make Big Luther have to give his back to Darwin. Big Luther followed
Booty with his eyes first and then turned his whole body from his companions.
That’s when the argument started.
Big Luther’s chick 1: Um excuse me but are you with us or
her?
Big Luther’s chick 2: Yeah! What’s up with that? Dang we
ain’t good enough for you no more?
Big Luther shot them both a quick evil eye: Y’all can both
go whenever you like if you are tired of drinking my free liquor.
Both ladies exchanged mean looks. There was a fight brewing.
They were just trying to decide whether to fight with each other or the newby.
Big Luther got up and headed toward Booty as he saw several
players starting to do the same. He didn’t give his two companions a second
thought. Well he did spare them one thought. He hoped they would be gone by the
time he acquired his new main chick.
As Big Luther made his way over to talk to Booty, Shawntiqua
made her way over to instigate a fight. She hoped that Darwin would take the
opportunity to run.
Shawntiqua: Dang ladies how he gonna just roll up on a new
chick like that and leave y’all hanging. Some men are so rude. The women
conversed back and forth their eyes flashing and getting angrier as Big Luther
laid public claim to Booty. Shawntiqua
steered their anger away from Booty and directly to Big Luther. It took some
talking but in no time at all both women were angry enough to head over to where
Big Luther and Booty were sitting. Shawntiqua caught Booty’s eye and gave her
the signal.
The women came over and lit into Big Luther much to his
surprise. He was speechless for several moments as both women let loose a
string of cursesall directed at him. Shawntiqua turned back to her seat and saw
Darwin hadn’t moved. Shawntiqua wondered why he was still there.
Shawntiqua moved in quick and spoke to him: Boy you better
get out of here before your brother sees you. Git gone now!
Darwin lifted his head slowly. Both light and dark shined
back at her from his eyes. Shawntiqua knew in an instant what trouble lay in
his young heart.
Shawntiqua: Darwin, I know what you’re thinking and you just
need to get on out of here. You don’t want to do what you are thinking. Do you
hear me?
Darwin just stared at her. He didn’t know who she was but he
knew what she meant. He was just confused in how she knew him and what was on
his mind. Darwin wondered if someone had snitched on him. There were truly no
secrets on the streets. He hadn’t exactly tried to hide his plans anyway. What
for? Besides today was as good as any to die.
Darwin: Git away from me. I don’t know you and if you know
like I know, you’ll forget you know me. Just git away from me.
Shawntiqua thought quick. The boy wasn’t cooperating like
she thought. She’d have to do something drastic. And she’d have to do it quick.
Shawntiqua hated to do it. It would cost her a year of
fairylife but it was the only way she could think of to save a young soul she
could see was well worth saving. She could see someone who be a help to the
community if she could just get him loose from Big Luther.
Shawntiqua: This is gonna hurt a lot, she whispered. Then
she closed her eyes, reached deep in her heart and then reached out to Darwin the
boy that he still was. The boy who was wishing the day and his life away.
She
pulled on his belief and did the unthinkable…she paused life.
Not just life on Earth or in this realm but life in the
Infinite. It was a big task and it was rarely done which was why it cost her
some of her fairylife. She had hoped only a year but the boy was stubborn so
she ended up losing all but 30 years of fairylife as she dragged him outside.
Shawntiqua: Boy do you know what I just gave up for you? Ugh! No of course you
wouldn’t. Darwin looked around confused.
One moment he had been in the club and now he was outside
and he couldn’t remember how he had gotten out there.
Darwin: How did I get out here? Lady who are you and why
won’t you leave me alone?
Shawntiqua had dragged him out to the alley.
He turned to go back to the front of the club so he could
get back inside. But just then Booty came running around the side.
Booty had deglammed on the run: Girl it is an all out fight
in there! I hated to leave it. Darwin looked from one to the other.
Shawntiqua: Darwin, we went through a lot to get you out of
there. A lot. Shawntiqua looked meaningfully at Booty.
Booty wanted to tear up but fairies cried flawless diamonds
and there was no way she’d be able to gather them up once they fell in the dark
dirty alley.
Whew! Ok! That concludes another story hour. I hope you
enjoyed it. Now have a great evening!
9/26/12
Good evening folks! I am back for another story hour
tonight. Before I start I just wanted to give my disclaimer for story hour.
Disclaimer: Story hour is written on the fly and by the seat
of my pants/skirt/dress/or whatever I’m wearing at the time. So though I do give it a peruse before I
tweet I don’t go into deep editing nor do I have an editor sitting by my side.
Just ain’t timely. So I do ask that you
forgive any spelling or grammatical errors. This is what I do to warm up my
muse so that I can get cracking on my other books. I was reminded today how
annoying some folks find spelling and grammatical errors and I just wanted to
say sorry in the beginning. I do not
mean to annoy, only to entertain anyone in need of a laugh. To that end, I
shall get to entertaining. Let #ratchetstoryhour begin.
So last we left Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies and
her friend Big Bootied Monied Fairy they were in the alley behind the Numbers
Club with the neighborhood thug’s little brother Darwin. They had rescued him
from his brother’s clutches but he wasn’t feeling the least bit grateful in the
face of Shawntiqua’s great sacrifice. Fairy life years. A fairy only got so
many and she had given up all but a few decades in order to get him out of the
club unseen by his brother. Shawntiqua shook her head at him thinking:
Why do brothers always got to be so dang ungrateful? Ugh! Then
he don’t even know what I gave up for him. She shook her head at Booty’s tears.
Shawntiqua: No use crying. Let’s just get him out of here. They both reached
for Darwin and that’s when they saw the gun.
Darwin: I said git away from me!
Shawntiqua: Darwin! Boy put that down before you hurt
yourself!
Darwin backed up headed for the back door. Darwin: I got
business inside and if y’all know what’s good for you, you get out of here.
Darwin pounded a special pound on the back door. It opened and in he went
before either fairy could stop him. Not that they had a clue how to do so.
Booty turned to Shawntiqua: Now what do we do?
Shawntiqua: The only thing we can do. Go back inside the
club.
Booty: What good is that gonna do us?
Shawntiqua: I don’t know but come on! Shawntiqua grabbed
Booty’s arm and dragged her reluctantly back into the club. Shawntiqua might be
self-sacrificing but Booty hadn’t been a fairy long enough to be ready to give
up any fairy years just yet.
As they made their way around to the front of the club
pandemonium spilled out into the streets.
The two chicks that had been with Big Luther were both tossed
unceremoniously out of the club. They landed in a heap in front of the fairies.
Big Sig the bouncer deep voice rumbled out of the mountain
of a man: And stay your raggedy butts out of here.
Big Luther’s chick 1: Oh so now we are raggedy?
Big Luther’s chick 2: Yeah, we wasn’t raggedy when we all
were in that foursome with you and Big Luther last weekend!
Big Luther came running out the club then: Y’all shut up!
Just shut the eff up! You don’t know what you’re talking about.
By now there was a crowd gathering. What had been seen as
just another club brawl was now turning into a T spilling session. And what delicious
T there was about to be spilled.
Raggedy chick 1 got shakily to her feet and then helped up
Raggedy Chick 2: We’ll see about that.
Big Luther looked around at the gathering crowd: Shut up
woman. You ain’t got nothing on us.
Right bruh? Luther looked at Big Sig.
Big Sig dismissed the women without a backwards glance and
started to head back to his spot on the door until the Raggedy Chicks started flapping
their gums. The two fairies looked at
each other in wide eyed shock. They couldn’t get pass the crowd to get to
Darwin. And really they wanted to get the T just like everyone else. What did
the Raggedy Chicks have on Big Luther and Big Sig? And did they have proof? Not that proof often mattered in the streets.
Good T was good T whether it was true or not. Cable cost money but street
gossip was always free! Still they kept an eye on the exits for Darwin.
Raggedy Chick 1: Oh, y’all don’t think we got pictures?
Raggedy Chick 1 elbowed Raggedy Chick 2. Big Sig stood at the door as stoic as
ever. He was hoping it was a fishing expedition. He couldn’t remember much
about that night. It was fuzzy. He’d woke up naked and saggy balls. That was
always a good sign that he’d had fun. The Chicks had already been up and had
been getting ready to leave his place. Big Luther hadn’t been anywhere around.
If they had pics he could hardly care less about pics of himself and Big Luther
smanging these chicks.
He shrugged unconcerned: So you got pics of me fugging
the dog ish out of you. What of it?
Both Raggedy Chicks smiled knowingly at each other.
Something bad turned over in Big Sig’s stomach. Then he shot Big Luther’s quiet
azz a dark look. Big Luther suddenly looked guilty as sin. Big Luther was
scared. He couldn’t remember what had happened last weekend either.
He was scared because he was afraid he might have forgotten
himself and indulged in his favorite kink in front of strangers. If word got
out on the streets what he was into in the bedroom he could just hang up his
Tims and get a straight job. He shuddered at the thought. The only jobs he’d
ever qualify for were all minimum wage. He’d die first. He had to find out what
these Raggedy heffas knew and quietly. The crowd was thick now and yelling and
jeering at the chicks to spill it or shut the hell up. Raggedy Chick 1 and 2
looked like they were warming up to their audience and were about to pop at any
moment. Big Luther couldn’t take a chance that they knew anything worth
telling. Big Sig flexed his big chest muscles and waited.
Shawntiqua and Booty
kept scanning the crowd for Darwin and watching the melee in front of them.
Shawntiqua: If these raggedy hoes don’t spill the T so this
crowd can break up and we can find Darwin I’m gonna have some Ill Will sent their
way that will last for the next year! We have got to find Darwin. She was
shouting in Booty’s ear just getting it all wet with spit.
Booty wiped her ear with her hand and nodded. Just then
Booty spotted movement that was different from the rest of the crowd. It was Darwin
and he was pushing his way to the forefront of the crowd that shouted, jeered,
and taunted the Raggedy Chicks.
Shawntiqua and Booty started elbowing their way through the
crowd. They had to get to Darwin before he pulled that gun again. Shawntiqua had
seen into Darwin’s heart and soul back in the club. He was desperate but still
held out a tiny bit of hope. He was determined that either he or his brother
was gonna die tonight. Shawntiqua and Booty were going to do everything in
their power to make sure it didn’t go down like that.
Welp! That ends another #RatchetStoryHour folks! I hope you enjoyed
it. Now I’m going to go have a snack and get to writing. Y’all have a good one!
9/28/12
Disclaimer: Story hour is written by me on the fly and by
the seat of my pants/skirt/dress/or whatever I’m wearing at the time. So though I do give it a peruse before I
tweet I don’t go into deep editing nor do I have an editor sitting by my side.
Just ain’t timely. So I do ask that you
forgive any spelling or grammatical errors. This is what I do to warm up my
muse so that I can get cracking on my other books. I was reminded about how
annoying some folks find spelling and grammatical errors and I just wanted to
say sorry in the beginning.
So last we left the Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies
and her friend Big Bootied Monied Fairy they were stuck in the middle of an unfolding
dramady. Two ratchet chicks were about to spill his T to the crowd in front of
the Numbers Club for having them thrown out.
Big Luther was so busy trying to get the two ratchet chicks
to shut up that he didn’t notice his younger brother coming up on him from
behind ready to bust a cap in him. Our ghetto fairies were trying to fight
through the crowd to stop Darwin from throwing his life away in jail. He was
just too smart to let go out like that. He had a bright future ahead of him if
Shawntiqua and Booty could stop him from shooting his brother Big Luther.
Shawntiqua yelled to Booty: You go around that way and I’ll
try to get to Darwin this way.
Shawntiqua and Booty took off elbowing people in earnest to
get to Darwin. Meanwhile the two Raggedy Chicks had warmed up to the crowd.
Raggedy Chick 1: Oh come on now Big Luther! The people have
inquiring minds and we are in the mood to tell the truth and shame you!
A random chick in the crowd yelled out: These ganches ain’t
telling nothing! They just trying to get some attention. Come Jaundayquisha.
Juandaquisha: Now hold on. I know that one chick from around
the way. She stay in the middle of juicy dirt. Just hold on a minute. That raggedy
bum of a boyfriend of yours ain’t going nowhere no time soon. I know you just
in hurry to get back to him. We got the booze.
Jaundayquisha indicated the bags her friend was holding.
Just then Raggedy Chick 2 spoke up: Oh we got dirt. Like pics of how Big Luther
gets his swerve on.
Raggedy Chick 1: Yeah. He likes a little something special
when he’s sexing.
Big Luther’s heart stopped.
Big Sig the bouncer who had been with Big Luther but couldn’t remember
what had happened that night suddenly was a lot more interested. He narrowed his eyes dangerously for a moment
in thought. He came to a decision quick. He didn’t know what had happened that
night but he sure didn’t want to find out in front of the whole club. Something
told him it wasn’t gonna be pretty and boss or not Big Luther might die that
night by Big Sig’s hands. Big Sig’s voice boomed out into the night: Y’all hoes
come on in the club! Come on!
Both Raggedy Chicks turned toward Big Sig. He was a big dark
bruiser looking man. Still they weren’t scared. They both figured they were
safer in the crowd.
Raggedy Chick 2: Naw, Big Sig. We fine right where we at!
Raggedy Chick 1 nodded her head: Only fools would follow
y’all back in that club.
Raggedy Chick 1: And I ain’t that much of a fool though I do
have my days.
Then she turned to the grumbling crowd: Anyone want to see
the pics check my fb page!
Ragged Chick 2: And mine too!
Pandemonium ensued as people yelled questions about the pics
and what were their fb names. The two Raggedy Chicks were in their element. Just then shots rang out! People screamed and
ducked for cover. Booty and Shawntiqua froze in place on either side of Darwin.
But Darwin hadn’t moved. He had been just as mesmerized by
the Raggedy Chicks and what they had to say as everyone else. Big Luther humiliated would never be able to
remain boss of the skreets and Darwin might be able to be free without having
to kill.
Darwin’s little 16 year old heart had started wishing hard.
Then something whizzed by his head and he realized it was a bullet. He stood there dazed. He couldn’t believe
someone had taken a shot at him. He started to look in the direction of the
shooter when hands grabbed him on either side of him and dragged him to the
ground.
Booty: Boy is you crazy? Shots fired fool! Get on the damn
ground! That is the first rule of the ghetto! Didn’t anyone ever teach you
that?
Shawntiqua: Keep low and let’s get out of here! Darwin
didn't even think of arguing. He just kept low as more shots were fired. There
were screams of terror as the crowd ducked and ran for cover. Just under it all someone was yelling. Had
the fairies or Darwin been stupid enough to stand up and look back they would
have seen Big Luther surrounded by the invisible spirits of Ill Will. It would
seem that his time of retribution had come and not a moment too soon.
Big Luther was having a major meltdown and shooting blindly.
He winged Raggedy Chick 1 in the arm and she lay on the ground howling. Raggedy Chick 2 was better at staying low to
the ground and got away scott free. All the while wondering if her pics could
net her any money now. She was sure that
they’d make the news. She ran with glee instead of fear around a corner and out
of shooting range.
Big Sig stood in shock for a few precious moments. He was in
luck that night. He had never done any real harm to anyone accept the belligerent
people he tossed out of the club as part of his job. So his luck held as Big
Luther continued to shoot into the crowd instead of turning around and shooting
behind him too. When he came to his senses he got the drop on Big Luther and
down the two went.
By that time sirens were pulling up to the club. Police were
swarming the scene and witnesses were getting ready for their 15 seconds of tv
news fame. A few blocks away our fairies and young Darwin finally stop to catch
their breaths.
Booty breathlessly: Glad I didn’t wear my cute outfit and
shoes. Whew!
Shawntiqua just as breathless: Girl! I could have never predicted
that! All three laughed.
Darwin looked at the two women in wonder: Who are y’all? Why
did y’all jump in my business back there? And how did y’all know what I was gonna
do anyways?
Shawntiqua: Do it really matter?
Darwin nodded.
Shawntiqua: Well, you looked like you were at the end of
your rope and needed a helping hand. Now do you have someone you can stay with?
Someone you can trust to see you go to school and make something good out of
yourself?
Darwin thought about it: Well I do have an aunt but she
lives out in the Midwest in some corny little nothing town.
So ends another #RatchetStoryHour. Tune in next week to see
what our ghettofabulous fairies are up to. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I.
10/5/12
Guess what? I feel much better this evening and I am hyped
and ready for story hour! #ratchetstoryhour #FridayReads
I am also super excited because @Slaus is going to draw
Shawntiqua for me! Yes! You know I'll post as soon as it hits my inbox! lol
As always let me hit you all with my disclaimer. Disclaimer: Story hour is written by me on
the fly and by the seat of my pants/skirt/dress/or whatever I’m wearing at the
time. So though I do give it a peruse
before I tweet I don’t go into deep editing nor do I have an editor sitting by
my side. Just ain’t timely.
So I do ask that you forgive any spelling or grammatical
errors. This is what I do to warm up my muse so that I can get cracking on my
other books. I was reminded about how annoying some folks find spelling and
grammatical errors and I just wanted to say sorry in the beginning.
So last we left the Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies
and her friend Big Bootied Monied Fairy they had just narrowly escaped getting
shot by Big Luther after two Ratchet Chicks tried to spill the T about how he
like to get down in the bedroom.
While our ratchet fairies were at it they managed to save
Big Luther’s little brother Darwin from a hail of bullets and a life of crime.
The fairies had asked Darwin if there was some place safe
they could take him. Far away from the grimy street life. To wit, yes to wit, he replied that he had an
aunt out in the Midwest who could take him in. Let’s join the trio now.
Shawntiqua Boss of the Monied Fairies: That sounds like a
good place for you to be. Do you know how to contact her?
Darwin: I got her email.
Shawntiqua: Use my phone. Tell her you are on a bus headed
her way if she’ll have you. Darwin looked from one to the other.
Darwin: Why are y’all trying to help me? I almost shot
y’all.
Booty: Almost. You was just scared. Now hush it and get to
emailing.
Darwin emailed and wished that his aunt might be online that
night. Had he but known he was standing between two wish granting fairies.
Ratchet wish granting fairies but majical nonetheless. And
the majic was working. His aunt responded immediately with the name of the town
where she lived. She even wired him a few dollars to help him on his way. Booty
and Shawntiqua put him on the bus out of town that night.
As the bus pulled off Booty shook her head in wonder: I
can’t believe you pulled off a second happy ending in a day boss.
Shawntiqua: Girl, that wasn’t nothing. And Alizayshia’s
happy ending ain’t assured yet. Let’s turn in for the night and meet up for
breakfast.
Booty perked up: Chicken and waffles?
Shawntiqua rolled her eyes: Booty do you eat anything else?
Booty pats her booty: Nope.
The only thing that keeps me bootilicious.
Shawntiqua CTHU: Booty, you are too much. See you in the AM.
Booty CTHU too: Ok boss.
Next morning found our two fairies rested and feeling a
little more majically ratchet. Booty chomping down on a chicken wing.
Booty: So boss what is the plan for today?
Shawntiqua: I think we need to swing by Alizayshia’s today.
Booty burps discretely: What for boss? We were just in there
yesterday. Won’t she be suspicious?
Shawntiqua: Nope. We are just checking to see if her numbers
hit. We know they did but that gives us an excuse to stop by and spread some
more good luck.
Booty: Oooooh! Cool boss!
Shawntiqua and Booty stroll around to Alizayshia’s house of
beauty just in time to see her opening up. Shawntiqua can tell something is wrong
immediately.
Shawntiqua: Hey Alizayshia! What’s cracking girl?
Alizayshia jumped: Girl! Don’t come up on me like that.
Nearly gave me a heart attack.
Shawntiqua exchanges curious looks with Booty: What’s wrong?
Why are you so jumpy today?
Alizayshia: Girl me and Dawnques are through! We had a nasty
blow up this morning. I thought he had followed me to continue the fight like
he sometimes do.
Alizayshia continued taking off the locks to her beauty
shop.
Shawntiqua: Well damn. What was y’all arguing about this
early in the AM?
Alizayshia laughed self-consciously as she let them into the
shop: This is gonna sound stupid but I dreamed he was cheating on me with that
bish I can’t stand Antownique Houston! I mean they were going at it in my
dream. All over my house. This morning I confronted him about why he never told
me that Antownique was one of his baby mommas. Do you know what that fool had
the nerve to say?
Shawntiqua and Booty answered in unison: No what?
Alizayshia: That fool had the nerve to say that he couldn’t
be bothered to remember all his baby mommas let alone all them kids. So how
should he remember if he fugged someone I can’t stand. So then I was like so
that’s how it would be if we had kids? That ninja gonna stand there and shrug.
It is what it is girl, he says. It ain’t like I ever hid who I was. Then he says, why you tripping anyways. You
got your little shop to keep you together and all that. And you know I got you
if my rap thing ever take off that way I’m hoping. So why you all upset about
them other hoes.
Alizayshia’s neck got to moving: Other hoes? So I’m a hoe
now? I’m expecting him to start back peddling now but naw! This fool keeps
going on. I don’t know what he dreamed about last night but it must have been
something about growing a set of titanium balls because this ninja starts
strutting around MY apartment spouting off at the mouth like he work and pay
bills. Girl, I don’t have to tell you he ain’t had a job in a good year. He
quit the last one because he didn’t like the way the boss talked to him. So I’m
standing there listening to this ninja talking about what I don’t know because
I done zoned the fugg out. I’m thinking I need his azz to be gone. NOW! Cuz he
is messing with my mind on my way to make my paper. Paper we both count on by the way! But is he
worried about that? Naw. He talking some nonsense about his expectations and
ish.
I called him a few choice names and he packed his ish and
rolled out. Which was fine by me. it was just what I needed him to do in the
first damn place.
Shawntiqua: Dang girl. Sounds like you had a morning from
hell. It just got to get better from here.
Alizayshia started getting things set up for the day. Her
first client was due in half an hour: What are you two doing here anyway?
Shawntiqua: We came by to see if you played your numbers
last night like I told you?
Alizayshia: Yeah I did but with my luck today I am sure I
didn’t hit.
Shawntiqua: Girl check them! You know what they say? Unlucky
at love then lucky at cards. Alizayshia looked at her sharply.
Alizayshia almost in a whisper: You know, it is so funny you
should say that. I played my numbers but I also bought some of them new scratch
offs. The ones that look like playing cards. I thought what the heck, right?
Booty: Well let’s check the scratch offs first and then your
numbers.
S
hawntiqua had a strange feeling: Why don’t you check your
numbers first. That will be simpler. Then get a coin out for your scratchoffs.
Sure enough Alizayshia hit for $1,000 on her numbers. But
when she got to the scratch offs she hit with two $10,000 cards. She was so
excited and jumping around that the fairies had cast a quick muffle spell to
keep people outside from hearing what was going on inside the shop.
Alizayshia: OMIGOSH! I’m rich!
Shawntiqua: Girl, you hit! But don’t get too crazy or these
folks will rob your loud azz.
Alizayshia settled right down: What should I do?
Shawntiqua: Why are you asking me? Girl it is your money but
if it was me I’d cash one ticket now. Cash the $1,000 ticket next month and
then the last ticket the next month.
Alizayshia: Why spread it out?
Shawntiqua: Cuz if you cash it all in today then your name
hits the papers.
Alizayshia’s face fell: And all the freeloaders come out the
woodwork. Girl good looking out.
Shawntiqua: Yup. Not to mention they will be trying to rob
your azz. Girl keep it to yourself.
Alizayshia: Oh I will, Shawntiqua, I will! Thanks girl!
Alizayshia repeated: Keeping it to myself!
Welp! Thus ends another #RatchetStoryHour #FridayReads I
hope you enjoyed my little story as much as I enjoyed creating it.
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