AN: Hello. MistressCoCoLoVeR here. I'm taking timeout from my other fanfics which I have writers block on and doing other stories to get the creative juices flowing. These will only be dabbles on various pairings I like and such. The dabbles will be completely AU which will combine the comic strip and cartoon universe. Ok, now on with the fic.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but this idea….

Warning: language and slight slash(guy xguy)

Characters/Pairings: slight Huey/Caesar, Riley, and implied Rummy/Ed.

Kisses and What Ifs: Dabbles and Short Stories

Dabble One:

Ewwwwww! Nigga you Gay: Part one

"How about that guy down on Shaved Beaver Ave. two doors down. He seems like he can handle uptight ball-buster like Condoleezza Rice. And the nigga speaks Russian and plays classical music. But how the hell will be able trick Condi into coming to Woodcrest," pondered one Michael Caesar.

"Nah. That guy would fold like paper when she talks him to death with blather on the insurgent strategies and how Bush is the messiah come back to save the negros from ourselves by giving with us tough by taking Affirmative Action away and keeping FEMA funded," Huey Freemen retorted an air of indifference.

Huey and Caesar were again trying to find the Security of State Condoleezza Rice a boyfriend. It was Caesar's idea to find a boyfriend for Condoleezza Rice, reasoning that if she came to truly love somebody living on the planet she wouldn't be so "hell bent to destroy it." They were kicking around names and ideas on how to hook Condi up. They weren't having any luck so far.

"I still say she might go for Uncle Ruckus" Caesar replied as he brought his article on "Taking away Recess being the Greatest tragedy in America," well, besides 9/11 and Bush being elected President to Huey's desk in his room he shares with riley. They were writing up , printing, and e-mailing their newest edition of "Free Huey World Report" weekly.

"Eh, they're mutual lack of compassion for black people's plight in America and their love of our dicta- errr president maybe grounds for a friendship but I don't he would go for Rice unless she is an octoroon. Even then he wouldn't think she was white enough for him," The young revolutionist yawned.

"Well, I think she-- Ummmphh!" Caesar tripped over a colorful sneaker and was going to crash into the she corner of Riley's bed but Huey with his hair-trigger reflexes caught his friend in his lanky but strong arms.

"uhhh…"

"that was close. I told Riley to move his damn sneakers that he is not wearing to the closet."

"I'm ok. Coulda been worse, Could have split my head like a casaba melon," Caesar smiled.

Huey was pulling Caesar up to his feet when the door slammed open and it startled the two teen boys and Caesar accidentally brushes his lip against Huey's pucker.

"Ewwwwww…. You niggas are gay. Feeling each other up like y'all in the back of a Honda," Riley gagged.

The two said teens blushed and jumped apart.

"Shut up Riley. We were doing nothing remotely what goes on in your perverted mind. Caesar was about to hit his head and I caught him," Huey huffed. The older teen crossed his long arms over his broad chest and stared Riley down.

"Pmph! Whateva, nigga! Y'all slabbin' and groppin' like you was in a soft-core chick flick. I knew you two were pillow-biting fags. I bet you been wantin' to pop that doodie string since y'all met Huey," Riley gaffed as he did an about face.

Riley walked back down the hall howl and giggled as called Caesar and Huey kinds of butt pirates and sword swallowers.

"That Riley don't know when to quit."

"He just don't know when to shut the hell up. He's still in denial that two out of three of his ganger rap heroes are fruitier than our fruit-loops in the cereal box. He still thinks that photo of Fifty and Kanye was doctored or something. And he knows the name of Gangstalicious' ex-boyfriend. And I bet my scarf that Rummy and Ed got something going on," Huey signed.

The two friends just shuck their heads in unison and went back to work. They put the accidental kiss in the back of their minds and chalked it up as an accident. But from then on when ever they look at each other they blush and look away…

The End…

AN: Yes… It was Huey/Caesar. If you don't like it you can bite the fat part of my black arse and safe your homophobic and petty flames and remarks for someone who actually gives a shit. If you don't like it; don't read it. These dabble and ficlets will be on my fav. pairings; be they hetero or slash and femslash. My next dabble will be Cindy/Jazmine. See ya next time. And happy R&Ring.