Brooklyn - October 15th"





"We got a letter back from Santa! I bet its good news!"

Shante unraveled it.


Dear Shante,
Thank you for your letter. I am sorry to report that the decision is final.  Brooklyn has been terrible this year.  And for many years running.  The violence. The drugs.  The graffiti. The littering. And worst of all, the rampant hipster nonsense.  You are not wrong that my decision could put Brooklyn in a counterintuitive quandry... but delivering last year and the years before didnt do any good, so I must take this course of action.  Not to mention - I'm not going to miss having my sleigh shot at and the booze and drugs instead of milk and cookies. Enjoy Halloween, and New Years, and all the holidays I have no control over.  I'll leave it up to the good hearted souls like yourself to start Brooklyn's turnaround.  I have no problem returning when the borough starts to behave.  I did do you the favor of reaching out to the department of child services.  

Love,
Santa

Shante and Shanice's childhoods went right in the trash.



Upstate New York - December 20, 2020


"Francis, the praying mantis!  Happy holidays our good friend!"





"Woaw! I take it you're happy with it!? "

"It's great! Billy wants to know how much we needa wire"

"I hid this uncomfortable hunk of metal up my ass for a week to get it here safely.... let's call it an even Billion"

"Aw fukk Frank... Billy ain't built like that... yet... is there anything we can do to make it right over time?"

"Turdeau! Waow! You're so guLLibLe!  It's on the housah!  I'm a philanthropic guy! I know where Billy's going with it and wHyy.  My thing is giving back by building hoSpitAls... Billy's thing is looking out for the children.  Billy can make it up to me someDayy.   Godspeed. "


Jon Jons - December 22, 2020

"Cmon Jon Jon... just put it on right quick" Duty sounded like junkie looking for hit when asking Jon Jon to put on the President's speech.

"Fine."





My election ratings, the greatest ever. The very smartest people are calling me genius.  Amazing voter turnout for me.  Rigged election.  Fake media.  Here's a big fukk you to the fake media.  We have the best.  Best ratings. Best toupee."


Trump took his hair off.





Have fun with fake elected sleepy Joe.  Good luck. Not the best.  The smart people aren't calling Joe a genius

Jon Jon shut the TV off. "OK Duty... enough"

Billy called for the floor.





"Tonight... hood cats are off to do hood thangs... this Santa motherfukker fukked with the wrong town.  We got weapons, we got soldiers,  and we got a rocket ship.  We got a big ol turnout.  Bedstuy. Brownsville.  Bushwick.   Williamsburg... lol jk... pussies. Now... y'all ready to go bust this fat fukk up or what?"

"Hell yea!!" Said the resounding crowd.  Then one voiced up "Billy, you know how to fly that thang?"

"Funny you should ask" Billy said with a huge smile.

With much enthusiasm the lovely group of Brooklynites boarded the rocket ship.  And awayyyyyy they went...







To be continued...

Is good?

Berry good m8

In for chapter 4
Still laughing at Frank White

And Skylar getting it in the face.

How da fuk did i miss this, will read later.

Giving the breaking bad fans what they always wantedWelcome!

Sheeit Skylar was lookin' fine too

Dying over here... skylar Getting domed then “Gus jr” stuttering and cleaning it up hahaha

I needed her to die so bad throughout the whole show. This is Canon. It counts.

100x
You’re doing the Lord’s work

This video was huge inspiration to this story... this was 11-13 years old me watching HBO all night

Ayeee I remember this song, the whole EP was dope! Saving my spot, I got to read the whole story!

Chapter 4 tomorrow

The story only gets better and better

A masterpiece/

bumpity

Finishing touches on chapter 4. Should be up tonight! More effort than it looks!

My body is ready

chapter 4 almost done, prolly a few more hours... apologies for delay but

VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED


shts about to get real

buuuuuump

Fukk. Late to the party!

Saved for weekend reading. Thanks for saving Christmas OP.

Bump for the next chapter. Dont rush, RC, but I am hoping to read it before I go to work in a couple of hours


Also, I should have stickied this, lol.

Chapter 4

North Pole - December 23, 2020

After a long rough flight, Billy the Bully just managed to land the rocket ship at the North Pole. It was a vast snowy plain, and no Santa in sight. The crew started to hop off the ship and stretch their legs. "Billy... so where are the elves, and buildings, and you know... Santa?" asked Winston.

"No clue. Followed the coordinates for the North Pole. I think we'z in for some heavy trekking."

Hardball climbed to the top of the ship





"Santa! Santa! We here now! We here now muthafukka! Show yo' bitch ass! We gon fukk your sht up bitch!!"

"Shut the fukk up you dumbass herb" Lala snapped at Hardball. "You gon' get us caught up in an avalanche and sht"





"The fukk you said bitch? You just horny after that long flight? You tryna get some of Harball's hard co..."

"Enough!" snapped Billy. "Everyone cool it down, we gotz work to do. There's enough of us to spread out 45 to 135 degrees Northeast to Northwest. No cell service out here so converge back in one mile increments. We'll find something."

So the crew spread out and walked. And walked. And walked.

And walked.

And walked.... you get the idea.

"I wish I had dem damn tennis rackets fo' my muthafukin feet" Hardball was muttering to himself when he noticed a small house up ahead. He sped up his pace. As he got close he noticed a man and his son outside.





"Yo dawg... where the fukk is Santa?"

"Excuse me? I do not see any dogs around here. And don't you know better than coming around here and looking for Santa?"

"Wutchu mean know better? Do you know who the fukk I am?"

"I have no clue who you are. But I advise you turn around and go home. There is a reason Santa stays tucked away up here. Every now and then some spoiled child comes looking for him to complain, or see if he's real, and it never really works out well. Really, you should turn around."

"If you so worried about it why the fukk you live in the the North Pole? This place is trash, only snow and Santa... the fukk you doing here in this shtty ass house?"

"I work for Santa"

"Doin wut?"

"I supply lumber for his toymaking factory. A lumberjack by trade. I've cut down 24,445 trees this season."

"How the fukk you know that to the exact number?"

"I keep a log."

....

"So if you work for Santa why you scared of him?"

"I never met the man. I make my deliveries and beat feet, as per my employment contract. I suggest you beat feet too. But if you're that determined, I can tell you the toymaking factory is 2.5 miles straight shot north from here. I am sure you'll find his residence nearby."

Hardball let the man live, wanted to save ammo and sht.

Meanwhile - one klick to the east, Billy was trudging along when he noticed some kids playing up ahead.





"Ayoo... What you boys doing out here?" Billy was perplexed thinking he was on inhabitable land.

"Best snow for snowball fights in the North Pole right here! ... What are you doing here? We are not used to seeing any strangers."

"I... uh... I am looking for my old friend. A war buddy. His name is Kris Kringle. Do you boys happen to know him?"

"You looking for Santa Claus, mister? He doesn't usually welcome visitors. But if you're an old friend, then yea - head Norrthwest about 2.2 miles"

"Aight good looks, kids."

So the whole crew met up at the next rendezvous point. From there they headed straight for Santa's Headquarters. Trudging through the snow they walked... and walked... and walked...


And eventually they came to a clearing....




"Holy what the fukk" Doc blurted

The whole crew was flabbergasted. This was not the friendly sht they were expecting.
Billy stepped towards the castle on some Simon Belmont sht...





He was in awe of what was before him. But he then had second thoughts about being the hero at that moment. "Hardball, Marvin, get the fukk over here!"




"Wsup Billy?"

"Go knock on the door and see what's hood"

"Why uh.. us?"

"Because I ain't forget that you two killed Shalika, her grammama, and that old bitch Mable. The reason you're still here is cuz I know that was on Low-Q... so here's your muthafukkin penance."

"aw fukk... alright Billy, you right."

Hardball and Marvin walked up to the door and knocked





After a long wait... a voice cam from behind the door. "Who is it?"

"It's us" sad Marvin

"Oh ok, in that case... hold on" Santa said with sarcasm.

The big door opened.





"Well well well, what can I do for you Hardball and Marvin?"

"How you know our names yo?"

"Well... if you came all this way, you must know who I am. And if you know who I am... you know that I have kept tabs on you all your life."

"Well then you know we about to smoke yo' old ass" Hardball said as he went to pull his gat.

Santa didn't like that. And in the blink of an eye he transformed....





"You think you're the first to try? Bring it you little bitches"

Marvin took off. Hardball was about to jet but Santa swung his ax with might....





Swooooshhh

Took that motherfukker's head clean off.





Santa scoffed at Marvin's cowardice and gave a hard stare at the Brooklynites in the distance before heading back inside and closing the door back up. "Punk bitches try and roll up on me, huh?"


....





Marvin got back to the crew all huffing and puffing.

"What happened? Where is Hardball?" asked Billy

"Didn't you see? Santa just chopped his fukkin head off!!"

"Say what? Couldn't see, snow very bright... we saw the gate open but couldn't see anything else... so what the fukk happened?"

Marvin gave the details.

"So shoot straight... can we kill him... can we kill Santa Claus?" Billy asked.

"Which Santa? The little old basket case with a wand or the ten foot tall roadblock with an ax?!"


Meanwhile back in Stanta's HQ





"Hermey, alert the North Pole Ninjas. Rudolph, call the Grinch and the Ice Queen, tell them sht is about to go down"

"Oh fukkin sht, doesn't sound good Santa! But we'll be ready for a fight!"

Within minutes, Santa's security and allies were ready to defend their sht.





The Ninjas were ready. The Whoo people came to fight. Ho Ho was ready with her frosty flails.





Cornelius and Bumble prepped the laser canon.






....

Across the way the Brooklynites got amped and charged towards Santa's HQ.





The frist throwdown as Rudolph and his boys approached some of the Brooklyn homiez...





"You want some of this North Pole sht?"

"Bring it fatass"





The Beard brought a soul crushing elbow smash... Max tore Torres' throat open. Milo antlered Carlos' neck open.

Rudolph and Hoops squared off...





"You shouldn't have come here!" Rudolph said as his nose charged up.

"sht muthafukka, my uncle was Sho'Nuff - the Shogun of Harlem... your sht ain't scare me."

Hoops summoned the Power of the Glow





"What the heck?" Rudolph thought only he possessed such powers... Rudolph and Hoops both blasted at each other!





Their powers smashed... it was a mighty battle... both concentrating hard trying to push through the other's beam. It was taxing on both of them... the struggle went back and forth... As both started to grow weaker, suddenly Rudolph found himself thinking about Ho Ho's pussy when he had walked in on her... His nose began to tingle... and the feeling grew, and grew... and then...

"UGHHHHHHHHH" Rudolph screamed as he felt a crazy sensation he had never felt before.....





The glow flew out of his nose like never before, trashing Hoops' beam and melting her face!


Morgan creeped on Rudolph's crew





"Feliz Navidad mothafukkas" Morgan said in movie quote fashion as he squeezed on the trigger





Utterly wasted the Grinch, The Beard, Max, and Milo... One of Santa's Ninjas crept from behind with a trident...





He released the trident with ninja-like precision....





Morgan's face was basically erased into a pool of bloody holes!!

Luke Cage tried to sneak to the back of the castle, but was confronted by Elsa, the Ice Queen...





"You betterchillout!" The cold bitch said with 60's Batman precision

"Fukk you hoe!" Luke Cage charged at her!

Elsa dished out some cold justice...





Luke couldn't break free... He tried pec flexing, trap shrugging, bicep pumping... but it was no use... the icy bitch sealed him up beyond even his strengths...





"Sweet Christmas! Should've known a blonde bitch was gonna be my demise" Luke muttered before his lips froze together. The process of freezing to death was very painful in the beginning as Luke's nerves could still feel the cold and report the pain to his body. After his nerves died, the pain subsided. His metabolic rate dropped rapidly and he began to feel a calm come over him. The slow metabolic rate in addition to the low amount of oxygen going to his brain triggered some visual and auditory hallucinations. Even the dead nerves couldn't stop the intense burning he began to feel as his muscles that previously tried to limit blood flow to extremities failed and the blood rushed back to the extremities. Finally after minutes of this roller coaster of feels, Luke's internal organs began to fail, and he experienced a cardiac arrest that lead to his death.


Meanwhile the battle raged on.... Ho Ho killed Duty with her Frosty Flail!





Tureaud knocked the block off one of the North Pole Ninjas...





Tureaud stood over the ninja... "I pity you fool!" but was then blindsided by another ninja!





The North Pole Ninja stabbed Tureaud in the carotid artery, draining his life fast!!

Then Zeus Kong took out the North Pole Ninja with a slug to the face!





Across the way Jules blasted another ninja in half!!





Billy peeped a ninja trying to snipe with ninja stars from a window...





"How you doin’, ya old ninja? So good to see ya!" Billy quipped with a smile before laying down some law





The ninja slumped over dead!





Marvin tried to blast a ninja but the ninja kicked his gun away





They squared up to fight





The ninja was having his way so Ho Ho ran past that fight as she saw someone trying to sneak from the woods...





It was Lala!


"Where you think you're go..." But Ho Ho cut herself off. She couldn't believe how hot the bitch in front of her was. Her panties started to freeze....

Lala was about to get gully on a bitch but she too froze up... "Holy sht, you're the hottest bitch I ever seen"

They embraced and starting making out heavy...





"Fukk all this fighting sht, you got someplace we can go?" Lala asked in between tonguing

"Yea, we can sneak into my room among all this commotion"

Ho Ho took Lala by the hand and made a dash for her room.

They got in the room and both stripped naked, Lala let her hair down. They began passionately going at it.





Ho Ho dove tongue first into Lala's ass

"Mmm oh god that feels so good"





She rubbed her clit hard making Lala come multiple times...





Lala pulled Ho Ho and started rubbing on her tits... "Mmm, they feel so good in my hands"





Lala began sensually suckin on Ho Ho's nipples, then slowly worked her way down her body...





She rubbed her pussy good.... "Eat this pussy" Ho Ho moaned....

Lala eagerly complied.





Ho Ho had always dreamed of this.... being with a girl.. and now it was happening and she was in heaven. Lala slipped a finger in her ass while she ate her out, then two, then three...





In a brash move, Lala shoved her fist up Ho Ho's ass... "Ahh! Oh my god... mmm" - Ho Ho was caught off guard but began to love the feeling





"Oh fukk... yea... oh now eat my ass"





Lala tongue punched the fukk out oh Ho Ho's little starfish


And as the battled raged on outside, Lala and Ho Ho just stayed in the room enjoying each other... They ate pussy





They ate ass





They 69'ed





And most of all, they had no intention of coming out of that room any time soon...

Back outside...


Candyman made a dash for the HQ door... only to be met by Santa and his ax...





"They will say that I have shed innocent blood. What's blood for if not for shedding? With my hook for a hand, I'll split you from your groin to your gullet. I came for you.”

"Thou shall not pass!!" Santa yelled as he flung his ax!





Direct hit right to Candyman's solar plexus.





"Perhaps you should've...split" Santa said with a chuckle.


While Santa was dealing with Candyman... Nick Fury, Lawrence Taylor, and Dave Winfield surrounded Mrs. Claus.

"You ready to die bitch?!"





"Oh. Oh my... What ever will I do? I really hope you naughty boys don't hurt me!" Mrs Claus was unabashedly taunting them. "Subcreatures! Choose and perish. Choose. Choose the form of the destructor"

"Aw fukk... no one think of a damn thi..." Winfield started.

"The choice is made!" Mrs. Claus said as he voice began to change.

"Who chose... what?!... Did you choose?" Winfield ask Nick Fury.

"Nope."

"I couldn't help it. It... just popped in there." Said LT.





"What... just... popped.. in... there?"

"I tried to think of the most harmless thing. Something that could never ever possibly destroy us. 2 time NBA champion, 10 time NBA all-star, original Dream Team player, leader in points, rebounds, and blocks over many years, a concert pianist, Lieutenant in the US Navy, major philanthropist, the Admiral, David Robinson."

Mrs. Claus full blown changed into a 25 foot David Robinson...

Thud. Thud. Thud.





LT began to cry as David Robinson, his all time hero, was about to squash him dead.

Winston heard the thudding Robinson's footsteps and ran over... it was his time to shine...





"Thank God Egon, RIP brotha, installed proton beams into my eyes for an emergency one time use!"
Winston confronted David Robinson