“Can we go to the white house to see Mimi and Pops?” Keem asked, referring to Lady and Richard. They had been calling their huge home the white house since they were old enough to talk.
“Hell no. Y’all are punished,” Stori replied.
“For what?” Junior asked.
“Man, them people be lying on us,” Keem pouted.
“Somebody is always lying on y’all,” Nas said as he looked back at both of them.
“Dad, I promise, them people are lying on us. Our uncles said the same thing,” Junior swore, referring to Remo and Jarvis.
“You need to stop giving them your money,” Keem said as Stori shook her head.
The duration of the ride was quiet but Nas could see that Stori was aggravated. Admittedly, the twins were a handful but he wasn’t going to let them stress his wife out. Stori’s greatest fear had come true and their sons were an identical version of him and Remo.
“Can we just go speak to Mimi and Pops?” Keem asked.
“Yeah and bring y’all bad asses right back,” Nas replied.
“Okay,” Junior said as he and his twin hopped out of the car. Nassir had fallen asleep, so he didn’t budge. Once the twins were gone, Nas grabbed Stori’s hand and turned to face her.
“Talk to me baby. What’s wrong?” Nas asked.
“Nothing,” Stori replied.
“Don’t let them lil niggas stress you out, baby. Just let me handle it. Shit, if Jarvis survived raising us, I know damn well I can survive them,” Nas said.
“That’s not how this works Naseem. Jarvis raised y’all because your parents passed away. You’re not a single father. We’re supposed to be in this together. I’m telling you right now Naseem, if we don’t get a grip on this shit now, it’s only gonna get worse later,” Stori replied.
Nas hated to admit it but his wife was right. He saw Keem and Junior headed down the same path that he and Remo were once on. Thankfully, they turned out okay but he wanted better than that for his sons. He didn’t want them in and out of jail with bad or no credit. Nassir was paying attention to them and he wanted them to be a good example for him to follow.
“You’re right baby. These lil niggas got me out here on daddy mode and I got soft. They must not know that we’re the black Bonnie and Clyde around this bitch. We bust our guns together and these niggas come along and want try to run shit,” Nas said, making her laugh.
“They’re still my babies but they need to know that there are consequences for their actions,” Stori replied, right as Lady walked out of the house holding Shy. When she saw Nas, she started screaming for him to hold her.
“Aww, my baby is sleeping. I got him some ice cream,” Lady said as she handed Stori a bag with some ice cream cups inside for Nassir.
“Was she crying?” Nas asked as he kissed Shy’s chubby cheeks.
“She was when Toi first came over. She calmed down once she saw me though,” Lady replied.
“Alright ma, I’ll call you later. Tell Toi to come to the house before she goes home,” Stori said once the kids got back into the car.
None of the kids had homework, so Stori fed them and Nas made sure they took a bath. Toi and Eric came over for a while to eat and talk. As soon as they left, Nas put Shy and Nassir to bed while Stori cleaned the kitchen. Junior and Keem were always in each other’s rooms playing the game, but Nas and Stori had something for their asses.
“You ready to do this baby?” Nas asked as he held his fist out to her.
“Yep,” Stori replied as he bumped her fist with his.
Nas had an empty laundry basket in his hand as they walked down the hall to Junior’s room. He wasn’t in there but that didn’t matter. They unhooked all of his electronics and placed them in the basket. Once they were done, they went into Keem’s room and found them playing the video game.
“What are you doing ma?” Keem asked when Stori turned off the game and Nas started unplugging stuff.
“Y’all are punished. No game, no tv and nothing else until y’all get it right,” Stori replied.
“Dad,” Junior said as he looked at his father for some help.
“You heard what she said nigga. And you can go to your own room because you’re not sleeping in here. I don’t want to hear that people are lying on y’all bullshit. We’re tired of coming to that school and y’all are punished until we get a better report,” Nas replied.
“We didn’t even do nothing!” Junior yelled.
“Who you getting loud with lil nigga?” Nas snapped as he walked up to him.
“Sorry,” Junior said in a lower tone.
“Get your ass in that room and go to bed. You too Keem. Go to sleep and I don’t want to hear shit else from y’all tonight,” Nas barked angrily.
He didn’t have to tell them twice. Junior rushed across the hall to his bedroom and Keem pulled the covers over his head. Nas rarely raised his voice and they knew that he wasn’t playing.
“Look at you sounding all sexy and shit,” Stori said once they walked out of Keem’s room.
“You like that baby?” Nas asked her.
“Hell yeah and I got something for you,” Stori said as she gave him a kiss.
“Take all that shit off. I’m going put Shy in her crib,” Nas said as he slapped her ass.
He picked his baby girl up and prepared to bring her to her nursery that was right next to their room. Once he laid Shy down, he grabbed her monitor and walked out of the room. If Nas would have blinked, he would have missed Keem sneaking out of his room and going into Junior’s. That was how fast his son was moving. He could have gone in there and put him out but that would have been useless. The minute he would have gone back to his room, they would have done it all over again. His sons were tight just like he was with his twin. Stori didn’t understand that kind of bond and he didn’t expect her to. Nas remembered something that his brother said when Stori was pregnant and he was right. Their bond started in the womb and they were close. The twins were definitely Nas and Remo reincarnated just like his brother said. And just like always, Nas was always prepared and ready for the worst case scenario.
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