All warfare is based on deception.

Sun Tzu

Monday, December 3rd 10:55 AM Ive almost forgotten how young this suit fits. Mookie says as hes stretching his arm in his very tight fitting black suit as hes wearing his white yamaka on his head. The sleeves of the suit stop above his wrists. Mookie looks at Poof who is dressed in his worn down black suit wearing a face thats black as oil and lips that are white as snow. Both men are standing in front of a white backdrop and bright lights are surrounding them. Poof says, Thats what happens when you runaway and then come back. Oh yeah, welcome back, bro. Mookie says, Happy to be back, yo. Charlie enters the room wearing his green army uniform sporting two front buck teeth. He says to the two men, I think the wardrobe department put too much starch in my shit. I feel crisp as a sheet of paper, yo. I can barely move in this bitch. It almost hurts. Poof says, Stop your crying. You look perfectly fine. Charlie says, I think I got starch cuts on my balls, yall. Mookie glances over at Charlie while saying, Do you have drawls on?

Charlie says, No. I never wear drawls when I am performin. Poof smirks while saying, Thats just a little disturbing. I am so ready for this fuckin photo shoot! Lets do this bitch! Chi-Chi yells as shes entering the room. All three guys glance over at her as shes stretching in nervousness. Chi-Chi is lightly sweating as her big gold bamboo earrings reflect off of her golden brown skin and rosy cheeks. Chi-Chi attire is very colorful as shes sporting shorts with long colorful leggings and a tank top. Chi-Chi says, What? Mookie says, You good? Chi-Chi says, Im fine. Charlie says, Ya sure? Ya look kinda nervous? Chi-Chi says, Im straighter than six o clock. Lets do this! Poof smiles while looking at his fellow minstrels, he says, Lets go as the Queen of the House says. Lets do this shit! Were ready! 6:15 PM So, wait, did Elmo molest the kid or the puppeteer? Chris asks as hes sitting at a roundtable thats full of food in a private room in a restaurant. C.J., Lola, and Jay are all at the table joyfully conversing with one another. Jay says, I think Elmo molested the boy. Lola says, What?! That wouldnt even be a crime cuz a puppet touched him. Why would Elmo ever do that? Thats so fuckin evil! Jay says, I dont know but Elmo always seem creepy to me. Am I the only one that thinks he speaks like a bizarro Human? C.J. says, YEAH! He speaks like a caveman. How the fuck can children learn to talk from Elmo? Chris says, But wait, guys, who molested the kid? Lola says, The puppeteer, idiot!

Chris wears a disappointed look on his face as he says, Aw. I was kinda hopin the puppet did the touchin. C.J. looks over at Chris with a big smile on his face while saying, Thats fucking sick, son! Chris says, Oh, like none of your tickle monster sketches on the show werent sick? Jay says, Yeah, that was kinda fuckd up. Who wrote that sketch anyway? C.J. says, YOU, sicko! Hahaha! Jay says, Yeeeeah. Im kinda fuckd up in the head. Lola says, You dont say. C.J. raises his glass for a cheers while saying, You know, guys, the show isnt starting off on a good foot but I am happy were able to come together and still have a great time. Thanks guys, I really needed this in my life right now. Cheers to friendship. Lola says, Ill cheers to that. Chris says, Same here! Jay says, Im cheers with this luke warm spring water. The quartet holds their glasses to the sky wearing big, happy smiles. All say, CHEERS! Tuesday, December 4th 11:31 AM Eli and Robert are jogging together through a park. Robert is gasping for air as he trails behind Eli. Eli is jogging with confidence as he inhales and exhales through his nostrils. Eli says, After this slight turn we can break. Okay Rob? Eli looks back at a struggling Robert slowly jogging towards him, gasping for air. Eli stops jogging and looks at Robert with a look of disappointment on his face. Robert approaches Eli, Eli says, Rob, really? We only ran two miles. Robert says, Two miles?! *Pant* Just two miles? *Pant* Wait. *Pant* Robert leans forward with his hands on his knees gasping for air. Eli stands over him with his hands resting on his waist. Eli nods his head in disappointment. Robert says,

I*Pant*I cant *Pant* feel my feet. *Pant* Eli says, Robert, youre five years younger than me. Robert says, *Pant* I drive my car *Pant* everywhere. *Pant* Eli says, Hey, I have a question for you. Robert says, *Pant* Shoot. Eli says, Would you like to write the forewords for my next book? My interviews about the Blitz. Roberts eyes glow with astonishment and happiness while saying, The Blitz: Earths Eight Wonder?! Really? ME?! Eli says, Yeah, I respect you as a friend and I love your work. You might as well say that I am a fan. Robert says, WHAT?! Youre a fan of my work?! WOW! Eli says, Sooo? Robert tightly hugs Eli while Eli arms are down at his side as he is wearing an awkward look on his face. Robert says, YES! YES! YES! Eli calmly says, Robert, this is strange and I think one of your balls is on my thigh. Please stop hugging me. Robert releases Eli with a big smile on his face while saying, Yeah. Yeah! Ill do it! Eli says, Excellent. Lets finish this mile, Robert and then we start on the forewords. Robert says, Holy shit! 6:03 PM

Ms. Vasquez is sitting in their living room as Rose and Trevor enters the house. Trevor is smiling as Rose holds his hand leading the way towards her mother. Rose says, Trevor, this is my mom. Mami, this is Trevor E. Bigglesworth. Trevor extends his right hand toward Ms. Vasquez as she extends hers. Ms. Vasquez says, Nice to-to meet ya.

Trevor says, The pleasure is all mines, Ms. Vasquez. Are ya really er mum? Ya gorgeous, it looks like ya two could be sisters. Ms. Vasquez giggles while blushing as she lightly smacks Trevors hand. Rose rolls her eyes at the two of them. Rose says, OMG. Trevor says, ow are you feelin tanite, Ms. Vasquez? Ms. Vasquez says, Great! How bout yurself? Trevor says, Sublime. Trevor grabs Roses hand and squeezes it with love. Rose smiles as she watches her mother and Trevor interacting with one another. Ms. Vasquez looks over at Rose and says, "Es este el asesino a sueldo que ests viendo?" Trevor says, "S. Y yo soy un libertador International tambin conocido como un especialista en Exportar ". Rose says, WTF?! You know Spanish?! Trevor turns to Rose with a smirk on his face as hes saying, Ahm flaunt in forty-three languages n learnin seven new ones. Rose says, You didnt tell me that? Trevor says, You never asked. Ms. Vasquez looks over at Rose with a big smile on her face as shes saying, "Me cae bien, hijo. Es encantador y un guardin." Trevor says, "Vaya, gracias, Sra. Vsquez." Ms. Vasquez says, "Llmame mam. Tome asiento, Trevor. " Trevor says, "Me encantara." Trevor sits next to Ms. Vasquez as Rose walks away from the two rolling her eyes while saying, Now you two are BFFs. OMG, WTF, FML, IDK anymore!

Wednesday, December 5h 11:11 AM Its 11:11! Jay screams` to Rose and Chris while theyre sitting at a table waiting on their food. Chris has a confused look on his face as Rose sighs. Chris says, Whats 11:11? Rose says, His stupid show. Jay says, Hey! Watch ya mouth, yo! Podcast Wednesdays is an awesome show! Rose says, It is so borin and slow and all they were talking about was chick issue. Jay says, See, you listened to ladies first last week! That edition of #PCW is a little bit more serious. Chris says, Slow up, player, did you just hash tagged us? Rose says, He always does it whenever his dumb ass show comes on. He will be hash tagging all day via text, IG, Twitter, FB, and conversation. Jay says, Swerve Hater. Chris says, What?! What did he just say? Rose says, Pay him no mind. And you used serve wrong, retard! Jay says, You need to listen to this weeks #PCW, it is gonna be the shit! A waitress approaches the table with a tray full of drinks. She hands them out to the guys sitting at the table. Rose looks up at the waitress and smiles then says, Swerve. She then looks at Jay with her lips pressed together and then says, Thats how you use the word! Chris says, What the fuck is swerve, yall?! 10:38 PM Jay is sitting at his desk in his room at the rehabilitation center. His lamp is shining on something hes working on. Hes focused on whatever hes working on while holding a carving pen in his right hand. Sonia enters his room wearing tiny shorts and a tank top. She looks very tired but sexy as she says,

Busy Jay? Still focused on his project; never looking into Sonias direction, he says, No. Come in. Sonia comes over to Jays desk, standing behind him looking down at what hes working on. Jay turns around to look up at Sonia but hes surprised at what shes wearing. Jay says, Hey-Hey! How are you? Sonia says, Cant sleep. I knew you would be up but what are you workin on? Jay says, Wooden soldiers. Sonia says, Cool. How did you learn that? Jay says, My father taught me and my grand pop taught him. My pop told me durin the Korea War as a kid all their toys were destroy with the bombin, so they made their own toys outta tree branches they found. Sonia says, Wow, thats a deep story. Talkin about your parents, does your parents approve of your lifestyle? Jay says, Bein an actor? My mom hates it but my dad wanna see me succeed. He grew up poor and he raised me and my siblings poor, so he wants me to do better than him. I can dig and I am all for it. Sonia says, What about your other lifestyle? Jay says, They know nothin bout that and I wanna keep it like that. Sonia says, Oh. Okay. Cool. Jay says, So whats up? Had a bad dream? Sonia says, Yeah. It sucks. I think it is scarier that I wake up with nobody to hold me or touch me when Im startled by my nightmares. Jay says, Well, youre in my room now. I can give you a hug but only in a friendly way. Sonia smiles while saying, I might like that. Jay stands and then opens his arms; Sonia embraces Jay and his hug. Jay gives her a forehead kiss and then Sonia looks up at him. She gazes into Jays eyes and smiles. Jay says, Whats that look for? Sonia says, Nothing. Just happy to be into your arms.

Jay says, Cool. Sonia gives Jay a peck on his lips and then Jay smiles and says, Whats that for? Sonia says, Impulsive move. Jay says, Not bad. Sonia kisses Jay again but Jay is kissing back with an open mouth kiss. The two are making out; Jay backs up towards his bedroom down while still passionately kissing Sonia. Jay closes his door as hes still passionately kissing Sonia. Door closes. Sunday, December 9th 9:14 AM C.J. and Zoey are lying next to one another in the bed, tightly cuddling. Zoey is smiling very hard as C.J. is saying, She said to me, Your face isnt actually oil black. Zoey says, WOW! Did she really say that to you? C.J. says, Yes! Betty White said that to me. No lie. Zoey says, How did you even meet Betty White? C.J. says, She was checking out us filming one day. Shes very milky, chalk pale and she smells like old skin. Zoey says, OM! What does old skin smells like? C.J.s cellular phone rings, *Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.* C.J. reaches for his cellular phone as it sits on his side table. Hes wearing a smile on his face while saying, Like spoiled beef jerky. C.J. answers the phone by saying, Hello? C.J.s facial expression changes as his eyebrows are frowned in confusion. C.J. says,

Wait. Wait. Calm down, mom. Whats going on? WHAT?! Oh my God! Mom, mom! I am on my way to Philly today! Bye, I love you. C.J. ends his call with his mother as Zoey stares at C.J. with a look of concern in her eyes. Zoey says, Whats wrong, babe? C.J. seriously stares Zoey into her beautiful brown eyes and says, I have to go to Philly now. Zoey says, Why? C.J. says, Somebody robbed my bothers grave. 7:18 PM C.J. is hugging his mother in a dark graveyard with C.J.s car headlights shining onto the open grave with a tombstone above that reads, Here lies a good son, great brother, and wonderful friend. Taken away from this cold world too young. Alexander Ali Johnson Sunrise: February 3rd 1980 Sunset: June 17th 1997 Frank is standing next to the car, watching on as hes taking a sip from his silver flask. C.J. is wearing an enraged look on his face as he stares at the open grave. Ms. Brenda looks up at C.J. with eyes full of tears, she says, I dont know who would do this! Who is this sick and would take my babys body! C.J. says, I dont know, mom. Ms. Brenda says, Why is this happenin to us! Whyyyyyy! C.J. says, I dont know, mom. Mom, can you please go sit in the car while I speak with the detective. Ms. Brenda says, Yes baby. Ms. Brenda is sobbing as she slowly walks back to the car. Frank bypasses her while saying, Maam. Ms. Brenda says, Thank you, detective. Frank approaches C.J. while hes looking down at the open grave. Frank says,

Why did you tell her I was a detective? C.J. glances over at Frank out of the corner of his eyes while saying, What am I going to tell her? This is my partner in crime who tried to kill your deacon? Frank smirks and then says, Good point. So what now? C.J. says, We throw a curve ball his way. Something he wouldnt expect. Frank says, And what do you got in mind? C.J. says, Someone whos a specialist at dilemmas like the one we have at hand. Frank smirks and then says, Are you sure you wanna do that? Thats like releasin a tornado from a bottle. C.J. glances at Frank and then says, Were at war, Frank. It is time to get our hands dirty. Frank says, Fine. Ill place a call to him. Frank walks back toward the car as hes placing a call on his cellular phone. C.J. walks up behind the tombstone only to pick up a white chess king piece. He holds it close to his face while smirking and intensely staring at the chess piece. C.J. mumbles to himself, Hm. This is fucking war. There is nothing personal in warfare after all.