Host: *shouts* GIVE IT UP ONE zaidi TIME FOR MINDLESS BEHAV-VYORRRRRRR!!!!!
Crowd: *cheers wild*
MB: Thank wewe *takes a bow*
They were signaled to walk off the stage
Backstage, there were screaming fans!!!!
Girl: *shouts* OH MY GAHD PRODIGY I upendo YOU!!!!
Prod: *keeps walking and smiles* Oh, why thank you
Girl 2: *walks up to princeton* Hi princeton. I just wanted to tell wewe that I upendo you, so SO much and that I brought wewe some roses.
Princeton: Thank wewe *smells the roses* Ahhhh they smell really nice.
Girl 2: I upendo you
Princeton: *points at her* I upendo wewe more. Remember to spread the peace, te amo *winks and blows a kiss*
The girl frantically screams and faints as the girls behind her were going to catch her but they let her fall to the floor instead and with a thud.
Security guard: *shouts* LET'S GO, LET'S GO!
The boys hurried thru the crowd to get to the outside towards their van when suddenly a shabiki grabs roc kwa his ukanda as he let out a quick squeal. ray was in front of him so he didn't hear anything from behind him, but felt girls touchin his butt and tuggin on his braids. Once the boys made it in the van, the driver immediately stepped on the gas and drove off.
The boys conversed amongst themselves forgetting their other band member. ray turned towards the back where roc would usually sit and noticed him not being there. He looked around concerned wondering where he could be. He then went to whisper to prod and princeton if they seen roc.
Prince: *whispers* I don't know. Wasn't he with you? I mean behind you.
Ray: *whispers* Yea, I think.
Prod was about to speak up with nervousness in his voice when he got hit on the shoulder.
Prod: OW! *turns to ray* What was THAT for?
Ray: *whispers* Shhhh don't tell them *points to mgmt* Don't worry, I'll figure out something.
Prod: Ok, but wewe didn't have to hit me.
Ray: Chill out and take it like a man. I'm gonna try and text him to see if he's safe.
*****Meanwhile Roc was at his babysitter's house*****
Babysitter: Oh roc, I missed you. Ohhh chresanto I missed you.
Roc was sitting at babysitter's jikoni meza, jedwali happily eating cheese and crackers and sipping on lemonade. He had on his cute MB outfit on. In all black and white with his puffball nicely done. After the concert, he had worked up an appetite and thanked babysitter. Babysitter was 4 years older than roc. Roc was 13 years old. Babysitter had a STRONG upendo for him and loved him ever since she saw his first little performance during the high school tours. In fact, her ukuta consisted of nothing but roc royal posters and pix. She attends ALL of their concerts, meet and greets to take candid picha of the boys but mostly of roc. He was so cute to her. He reminded her of a little butterball cutie pie. She wanted him both as her son and her lover. Today was her first successful kidnapping of roc. She convinced Ms. August if she could babysit for chres one day. That's how it all started....well, that's part of it. It was his cuteness. The admoration. Then the He's-so-cute-I-gotta-have-him-without-noone-notieing-his-disappearance.
To her It was just an innocent crush which suddenly spiraled into an explosion of emotions that were a mix of creepy-stalkerish-obsession. Between fangirl-dedicated fan-babysitter-to secret mother/lover??? How awkward for a seventeen mwaka old to have such inapropraite thoughts of a young boy of only thirteen years old who belonged to a rising teen quartet group. Her plans were sneaky, but she also has some inside connections. She's a multi-talented person for rockie's sake. She knew what her mother taught her would come in handy in the future. Babysitter was waiting for this moment ever since she was a young girl. to find the perfect young boy she laid eyes on that only a babysitter could upendo and nurture. Babysitter knew how to sew, cook, she had manners, etc. Babysitter grew up with four siblings including herself in which she was the oldest among the four. Babysitter always had good references and was awarded the best babysitter in her old neighborhood, until she and her family had to songesha away. Babysitter would become to attached to the children she often baby sat. Most people didn't notice so they just turned a blind eye.
Babysitter was on the phone chatting away with a few Marafiki of hers. She NEVER told them her personal life, because then they would know too much and try and tell others so yea. During her conversations she would often glance and watch little rockie munch on his cheese and crackers and drink his maji ya limau, lemonade quietly in the kitchen. Babysitter smiled at him while ignoring the others on the phone. As roc was finishing up his snack, BS realized that he will need to be entertained soon, her eyes buldged into panic mode as she rudely hung up the phone. She rushed to the jikoni to check on rockie.
BS: *smiles* Heyyyyyy, there little man, how are you?
Roc: *looks up innocently* I'm fine. How are you?
BS: *smiles* Awwwww. I'm GREAT! *bends down to his level* Do wewe know why?
Roc: *faces her* Why?
BS: Cuuuuz *scrunches up face and pokes roc on the nose* I have wewe here with me!!!!
Roc politely smiles at her but also was curious as to what she meant kwa that. He had NO idea what was going on except that he was taken away from the conjunction family and that he was brought mysterly to his babysitter's house.
BS gazed at rockie and played with his puffball and stroking his cute apple head. She then pokes his chubby cheeks and pinches them gently. Roc's eyebrowns was moving on his face in curiousity at what babysitter was doing with his face. He was trying to eat and he didn't like others messing with his face while he was eating. BS took the signal and backed off a bit.
BS: *stands up and smiles* Are wewe full? Would wewe like some zaidi cheese and crackers? *points to the pantry* I have a whole cabinet full. Can I get wewe a refill on that lemonade?
Roc: *shakes head* No thank wewe *gets up* Umm, I'll just clean up my trash beacuse I can't stay long. I have to be at an interview in ten minutes. *pushes in chair and cleans up*
Babysitter forgot to tell him that he won't be leaving anytime soon...In fact...HE WASN'T LEAVING THE HOUSE EITHER. So babysitter had to think up of something quick and logical and later on she had to be consistent with that story so little rockie won't get the impression that she's lying au being mean. She wanted to be there for him both thick and thin. Whatever he had in the past was the past and this was her ONLY chance to keep him and enjoy his company. Oh how she adored his company. Up pops an idea as she begins talking about it to roc.
BS: Oh yea that. I forgot to tell you.
Roc turns around and pays close attention to her. Whenever Walter, Keisha, Kenneth and the other management as well as his older relatives including his parents would always tell him to treat others with respect and to ALWAYS LISTEN to and OBEY your adults. In this case Roc considered Babysitter an adult because whenever she came to babysit him, his mother told to pay attention to her and follow the rules. Whatever she says, I agree with. So roc took all that into consideration as he continued to listen to babysitter. He lowkey had a crush on her btw soo yea wewe know how that goes.
BS: Well wewe see, uh a "little birdie" told me that the group doesn't need wewe anymore.
Roc: *confused* They don't want ME anymore? A little birdie?
BS: Yes, yes. I know it doesn't make any since, but your manager personally told me that wewe were no longer needed and that they decided to release wewe from the group. *shrugs*
Roc: *scared* But I don't understand. I have a good management team and good bandmates ad brothers, why didn't they just came and told me what I was doing wrong so I could fix the problem?
BS bent down to roc's level and embraced him her arms.
BS: Oh rockie, I don't like telling wewe bad news like this. But sometimes, a babysitter has to do what a babysitter has to do. Roc was confused and hurt at the same time. How could his Marafiki and management do something like this to him without confronting him about it? It was too much to think about right now as he closed his eyes and a little tear drop fell from his precious eyes. BS noticed the tear drop as she used her fingers to wipe it away from his soft and chubby cheeks and licked her fingers as she continued to console poor rockie in his time of need.
BS: Yep, yep, yep. That's what happened. Your so-called"brothers" have betrayed you. They don't even like you.
Roc: *sniffs with soft spoken voice* Who say that? *sniffs*
BS: *thinks*mmmmm....the one with the braids. *shakes head in disbelief* She's just jealous because you're so cute and wewe can dance better than her.
Roc: *softly chuckles* wewe mean him? *sniffs*
BS: *giggles* OH, I'm so so sorry. I thought he was a girl *giggles* My bad.
Roc: *chuckles nervously* yea
He didn't know if she was joking au being serious.
BS stopped giggling and stared at roc.
BS: *thinks and sighs* Just look at how PERFECT he is...His wittle eyes, his tamasha outfit, his cute wittle hat, his baby hands, his ponytail, his chubby cheeks and those big, huicy lips of his...WOOOOW...Too bad, I'm not 13. I wonder if he even had his first kiss yet. *shrugs* Well if he DID, then I'm gonna be his first kiss. It SHOULD be me anyways. We're PERFECT for each other. Just then BS wanted to pursue her fantasy. But in order to kiss roc, she had to divert his attention for a bit.
BS: Hey, rockie, there's something on your face.
Roc: *feels over face* Huh? There is?
BS: *leans closer to his faace* Here, I'll get it.
She wets her fingers and smudges her salivia gently under his eyelids from where we was crying from. Roc blushes while BS giggles.
BS: *finishing cleaning his face with her fingers* There we go, all better. *smiles*
Roc: What was it?
BS: Dried tears. wewe don't want people to know that they wewe were crying do you?
Roc: *shakes head* No ma'am.
BS smiles and pats him on the head as rockie smiled.
Just then BS looked into rocs eyes again as roc nervously met into hers. Roc LOVED eye contact with people as he continuing to look into BS eyes until BS made the songesha to go in twoards his face and looked down towards his lips----
Roc: Ummm, what's going on???
BS: Nothing much except I missed a spot. Riiiiiiight--- *gently kisses rocs lips*
Roc as a young boy didn't know what to do. He was TOO polite and basically let BS have her way with kissing his lips. While BS was busy smooching, she caressed his face and took off that stupid hat she called cute earlier and was playing with puffball kwa squeezing it as if it were a stress ball. Roc just stood there, confused but then he did get aroused kwa the kissing. This was his first kiss. He went on instinct kwa slowly raising his left hand to touch BS's face but then eyed her open cleavage which had BS's breast squished upon each other. Her right boob wasin competition with her left. Roc was so in awe with the display that he was curious as to how they would feel when he wanted to touch them. Well, he kinda knows how they feel already from all the hugs he got from older women in his family as well as his mother but he wanted the pleasure of squeezing BS's boobies as he was curious to what they would do. This felt like a science experiment. Would they pop out of her shati if he squeezed them too hard au would they jiggle like jello au bounce up and down like basketballs only softer? So he closed his eyes and felt around til he touched the biggest one which was her right breast when BS felt a hand on her titty and gently popped rockie on his hand. She stopped kissing him to warn him not to touch her breasts while they were kissing.
Roc: *sad and soft spoken* Sorry
BS was a little upset but when she looked into rockie's soft, big, brown eyes who was nervous she didn't want to seem mean to him. After all, boys around his age tend to be curious of the female anatomy.
BS: *forgiving smile* It's ok, just try not to touch them again, ok?
Roc: *nods* Ok.
Roc was a little hungry and remembered when babysitter had offered him some zaidi cheese and crackers and some lemonade.
Roc: *nervously asks* Is it too late to ask wewe if i can have some zaidi of those delicious cheese and crackers?
BS: *smiles* Awwwww, and no it's not too late. wewe can have some zaidi if wewe wish. *points to pantry* The crackers are in there in the appropriate boxes. *points to fridge* And in the fridge wewe will find the pitcher of maji ya limau, lemonade and cheese. *walks over to fridge* But just for your safety, I'll cut up some zaidi cheese slices for wewe and pour wewe another glass of lemonade, while wewe get the crackers, is that ok?
Roc: *eager smiles* Yes ma'am.
BS: *begins cutting up some cheese* Oh and if wewe look into the pantry, I have other snacks such as pretzels, cheetos, doritoes, lays and, popcorn. There in the little snack baggies and wewe can have as many as wewe want, just don't each them all at once. I don't want wewe to have a tummy ache.
Roc: Ok. Thank youuuu!!!
Roc looks for a snack baggie of some cheetohs and some popcorn.
BS: *smiles* You're welcome sweetie, ANYTHING for you. Now where is your cup wewe drunk out of earlier so I can fix wewe another glass of my homemade lemonade?
