Hello Peoples, I'm kind of bored at the moment so I figured I'd try and write a Saints Row FF. Hope it turns out as good as it is in my head.
BTW – it's set about fifteen years after SR2 so -yeah.

"Dude, what the hell are we going to do? We own this city and we haven't done shit about it."
"We could rob another casino." Johnny burst out. The looks on everyone's faces were enough to say 'been there, done that, yawn'.
"We could go play skeeball?" Shaundi suggested.
"Dear god, are you high?"
"A little." She answered, this time, less confident.
"Skeeball does sound alright though." Pierce answered for the first time.
"Alright let's call that plan B." Gat suggested as he tried to think of a new idea.

At that very moment of sitting around doing nothing, two Saints walked in dragging a sixteen year old boy who they'd appeared to have knocked unconscious. They dumped him on the couch which Shaundi and Pierce had so swiftly evacuated, before the first Saint spoke up.
"We saw him out the front messing with our tags. I don't think he's from any gangs around here though."
"Um, ok. Good job. We'll deal with it." Pierce answered while dismissing the two.

The first thing Tommy saw when he woke up was a group of famous faces. His head was still hurting from the blow he had taken to it but nothing stopped him from recognising the leader of the 3rd Street Saints and his three lieutenants.
"Shit, I swear I didn't do nothin." The sixteen year old shouted in a state of total panic.

"Hey guys he's awake." Shaundi pointed out to which they all sighed a 'Thankyou Captain Obvious – sigh.'
The leader was the first one to approach him. "You got a name, kid?" he asked. The teen argued with himself whether or not he should tell them his real name.
"He asked you a question." Johnny demanded while cracking his knuckles as if he were preparing to hit the kid.
"Yeah I got a name."
"Well what is it?" The boss interrupted.
"M-M-My friends call me Tommy."
"So what the hell were you doing outside our hideout, Tommy?" The boss asked viciously.
"I got dared by one of my friends to spray some shit. I wasn't thinking."
"Damn straight you weren't." Johnny interrupted, loading his pistol. "No one messes with the Saints."
"Drop it Gat." The boss interrupted. Johnny frowned before obliging. The boss turned back to the kid. "God, I don't know how to deal with kids. Shaundi, get your ass over here." Shaundi stood up from the guy she'd just been flirting with and over to the situation they were dealing with.
"Yeah boss." She answered.
"I need you to figure out a spot for Tommy." The boss said before turning away.
"But dude he's just a kid." Shaundi pleaded.
"Don't fucking remind me." The boss answered, really irritated by the nuisance they'd just encountered.

Shaundi sat down next to the boy for a while, not knowing what to say before Tommy interrupted the silence.
"I don't have any parents if that's what you're wondering."
"Why? Are you a runaway?" Shaundi asked feeling sympathetic for the kid.
"Not really. Kind of abandoned actually." He said before pulling out a note from his wallet. He looked as if it were his most prized possession and Shaundi could see why.
She looked at the fifteen year old note written by Tommy's mother. It read -

Dear Thomas,
I'm sorry I handed you off, but I only did it because I couldn't stand to see your face everyday. I love you very much and your father would have too if he could have seen you. But, in case I never do see you I want you to know exactly why I gave you up.
Your father was a little overprotective of me and we may have got messed up with some gangs. After a while I had to fake my own death, therefore making me an unfit mother and your father never knew about you. He got arrested a few weeks after I became pregnant with you. After I found out he was going to be executed I knew I wouldn't be able to see you, looking just like him, so I gave you away where you would be safer, and I would never have to tell you to your face why you'll never see dad.
Just remember I only did it because I love you and I always will.
Mom.

There were a few tears all over the page. Shaundi didn't know who they were from, but she knew something, that story sounded very familiar.
"Hey kid, what's your last name?" Shaundi asked as she gave him back the note.
"I don't know." He responded, dumbfounded.
"Hang on a sec." Shaundi reassured him before yelling over to Pierce. "Pierce! Get me the laptop with the hospital records on them."
"Whoa, you have hospital records?" Tommy asked in shock.
"We have this whole city." Shaundi assured him before grabbing the laptop off Pierce and placing it on the desk in front of her. "When were you born?"
"18th of July 2006." He replied faster than expected. He was becoming more and more comfortable around Shaundi.

Shaundi went scanning through all the records before she came across an interesting name.
"Oh my fucking god." She exclaimed before calling out to the boss.
"What is it Shaundi?" The boss asked, before reading what Shaundi was pointing to and reacting almost the same way.
"Oh fuck. Johnny's gonna want to know this."
"Johnny's gonna want to know what?" Johnny asked as he looked down at the computer screen. He was speechless. He looked towards the kid, then the computer, and so forth.
"What is it?" Tommy interrupted. "Do you know who my mom is?"
"Yeah, we actually kind of do." Shaundi answered.
"So you can help me find her?" The sixteen year old questioned.
"She's dead." Shaundi answered.
"So what's so concerning?" Tommy asked.
"He's your father." The boss answered, pointing to Gat.

So that's it so far, please tell me what you thought, I'm gonna do some more chapters where Johnny tries to bond with his newfound son but…Okay, I'm just gonna leave it at that. I don't want to ruin the surprise.
Luvv ya,
xxMini