Chris Brown was on his tour bus when Tyga runs in and tells him to turn on Entertainment Tonight. "Why? You know I hate the celebrity media", said Chris. "Yeah I know, but they ain't talking 'bout you. They talking 'bout yo girl", said Tyga. Chris quickly grabbed the remote and turned on ET. Just like Tyga said, they were talking about Rihanna who had been doing some hard partying in the Bahamas. Chris hated seeing her like this. Since they broke up, Rihanna had turned into the official bad girl of music. She was always surprising people with her outlandish behavior and raunchiness. Chris disapproved. Even though they had broken up a few years ago, Chris still had feelings for his former girlfriend. She had always been this nice normal girl, but the fame had corrupted her. That's why he hated seeing stories like this. He knew that the good girl he fell in love with still had to be in that red-headed hoe somewhere. "I can't take this anymore! I have to do something", said Chris. "Like what?" asked Tyga, "Keep her locked away so she can't do nothing but love you?"
"Exactly", responded Chris "That's a great plan Tyga. If I keep R out of the public eye, than she wouldn't be tempted to act like this. I could make her a good girl again. The only one she'll be naughty for is me. Yes, why didn't I think about this before?" "You know I was just joking, right", said Tyga. "That plan is crazy. And even if it wasn't, Rihanna would never agree to being locked away. And if she went missing, everyone would think you did it anyway". "Yeah, your right." said Chris, "So I guess I'll just have to kidnap her. She might resist at first, but she'll thank me in the long run. And they probably will think I did it, so I'll just have to keep her at your house". "MY HOUSE!!!", Tyga yelled in surprise, "No no no no no! I ain't letting you keep her at my house. How am I supposed to make it nasty with some Stockholm Syndrome bitch in my crib? Nah, I ain't having no part in yo crazy ass plan. You my boi, but I ain't 'bout to go to jail for dis shit." "Come on Tyga, you gotta help me. I'd do the same fo you. You my best friend. Please?", Chris said with a puppy dog look on his face. "Fine, but you owe me big time", said Tyga, "You better know what you gonna do. I don't want my name on no half-baked crime. If we gon' kidnap the hoe, you betta make sho nuttin' go wrong." "Don't worry mane, errythang gon' go smoothly. We just gotta make sho she no longer wanna show her body off like she do now".
"How? Are we gonna make her fat so her self confidence goes down and is only willing to show her body to you, who will be giving her positive reinforcement about how you love her no matter what she look like the whole time", said Tyga, chuckling a little at his joke. "Exactly, that's perfect! Where do you come up with these genius plans homie?" said Breezy. "Ow dammit! Not again"
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