The Following is a Random story in the life of BrotherHec that literally has no importance. 

BrotherHec scans his local newspaper. Staring intently at it he puts it down. After oohing and ahhing and occasionally laughing he sips his coffee. Scrolling through he would see the sad news stories with the pictures of missing people. Tear drops filled his eyes before he slammed the paper down on the table. 

I cant even read!

He decided to head down to Los Angeles the city of angels and visit some of his well known friends. Mostly Chibs but there were a few others like Chong and tish and of course bobbyMunson. 

"Extra Extra, Read all about it Godfather RobOakheart takes the Chair in Detroit!" 

Progression. Growth. Development. A few of BrotherHec's favorite words. He was always so surprised that his bloodline had never seen such a prestigious rank such as Godfather or Godmother but surely there was a Don or Two in the line...

"Extra Extra, Read all about it BrotherHec's Bloodline has never reached the rank of Don!" 

Well surely this was a surprise even to BrotherHec. His ancestors never yet had the honor of being called a Don. Obviously then that would mean he would need to settle a score with death the inevitable friend who passes through everyone's bloodline. 

Bobby...I need to become a DON. Surely you can help me with that! Maybe we can ask some of our more attractive of friends like Slash or Dusty perhaps they have seen the view from on top of the mountain. They will know how i need to dress. How i will need to conduct myself. I mean...I need a certain attire dont i?

BrotherHec looked down at his outfit. He was appalled. How could a Don wear just a shirt and jeans. No he needed to be more fashionable. His first stop was hitting some of the local stores in business districts but he couldnt find any clothing stores only pubs and bars. 

What i need is not a fancy suit...I need...Motivation. 

BrotherHec looks at the late mail from @Curiosity and Deces how the two of them loved BrotherHec dearly. I mean who couldnt he was pretty much their favorite person ever. Occasionally Kurgan or Nakamura decided to jump in but no everyone knew that BrotherHec ruled all of their hearts. 

BrotherHec called SpaceCowboy 

Hey call all my friends here and let them know my plans to becoming a Don. Yeah i know this isnt someone normally talks about...Yeah i know...Listen i...Hey can i talk please? Thank you. I just need to let it be known...Im coming for that title.

SpaceCowgirl interrupted the conversation between the two and began speaking with her country accent asking if he had a deadline for reaching the rank of Don. 

I mean that thought had not really occurred to me. The when to be honest. I guess Tomorrow? Oh i cant...I have to be alive for Forty days first? Okay...Well maybe two weeks from today? 

BrotherHec looked at his phone and began to think silently to himself. Whats the whole meaning of life....Why were certain cereals tastier than others...Why did he like green Christmas trees and not the tinsel kind....So many questions...So little time. 

I must solely be devoted on success and success of reaching that rank. My bloodline has never reached it before and im not sure why perhaps they just gave up or were to famished with their time. Me...Me i am different though. I have nothing but time and energy. I have nothing outside this beautiful suit but the desire to be Don BrotherHec...Don Hec....DBH....Don Sexy Hec....

His mind was getting lost again. He had to leave the streets and leave in a hurry. No one could know of his super secret desire to be Sexy and to be a sexy Don at that. 

Before i go...I need to sleep though. A little nappy nap before i reach the halls of greatness. 

She smiles sweetly as she listens to BrotherHec. 

Sir, before you go. You may want to make sure that you take time to educate and instruct those under you. I was contacted by one of your members today for random chit chat and it came to light they were left without guidance in at least one field. The basics even. simple terms that are commonplace among us that have the benefit of having a family tree that reaches back several generations. I wouldn't share my concern with you in such a public venue except for the fact I have real the journals of past family members of mine that have had the pleasure and honour of experiencing life here and they have stated they helped more than a few of your members since you were given the nod to set up shop. 

What my point is sir, is maybe you should be as focused on those new to the world that work for you and their learning as you are on your personal successes in our world.

She tips her head in respect and skips off down the road to find a lovely bakery she'd heard of that had the most amazing cookies and hot chocolate.

I do not say you are a liar.

looks at the dead body.

shit...well imma speak anyway.

To whom may be interested. Seksten, the now dead Goomba is more than correct. As a leader my focus should be helping to educate members out who are new to this world. I mean that's what leaders do correct? They come out and solely focus on the individuals who don't have "journals" to read from. 

Well maybe it's not that actually. Maybe a leader doesn't have the crazy amount of time in a day to answer forty individuals questions about the things of this world. Perhaps that's due mostly because a leader has to lead. Often leading has to focus in other areas as well. 

Now I do not believe this well informed person who had multiple members come to ask questions about how to further their quest in this life. Nope not one bit. I think people like this are only out to tarnish another's name. Which is fine by me because I believe I have earned a name by this crew that is worth the time I put into them. 

But say this person is correct. Say they are new and woe is me for not guiding them along every path to become great. How am I supposed to know who is new and who is not? How am I to know who needs help and who doesn't? When one chooses to mail another asking for guidance and not their leader how am I to know they needed support? You can only do so much as a leader. 

The funny thing is about this whole statement is your one bloodline has supposedly helped out multiple members of mine since I was set up? Why hadn't your bloodline ever informed me? Why would your bloodline have so many dead ancestors attached to it if they really understood the way this life works? Please don't, as the ghost you are,  send your daughter or son,  with a weird name, to come back and try to defend your honor of trying to tarnish the Regime or myself.

brotherhec looks at how many words he has spoken. Perhaps the drug dealer will like the way he does business if he keeps talking.

if any of what you had said was true, your past journals should indicate a mail be sent to the respected leader so that they would be able to help care for those members. None the less you are correct if someone does not how to do their civil duty and vote or rob a post office a leader is meant to help or designate one to help them out. 

I am so excited that in less than two days you will be a Don!!

I do not come to the streets often but felt I had to come to share in your excitement!

Two days...

BrotherHec adjusts his tie.

I think it will be a bit longer. Unfortunately. More like two weeks! But we will get there Tish we will get there...I hope.

BrootherHec you can do it!

Yes it takes time, which is hard to come by this I know ;)

Your belief in me is setting me on Fire! I shall obtain those units in the quickest and most orderly fashion! 

Go go go :) 

You got this buddy! 

Hearing about BrotherHec's new found goal Marley quickly pickup his phone and calls his old friend...

" Hec! I hear your going for Don! Go for it! eventually we might meet in the ring... and to be honest... I've never kicked a Don's ass before! "

 Hec chuckles while listening to the rants of his high friend 

" I mean it bro ! I know you can do it I have faith in you! "

" Why am I shouting ? " Marley Says to himself...

" Sorry bro I might be a little high but I mean every word so go for it, make us proud so when I do finally beat you I'll be honored knowing I whooped the ass of not only a close friend but a DON! "

Dusty had been called by her friend. At first she was a bit stumped by the question but as she sat and thought about it she came up with the perfect answer. At least it was perfect to her.

"I hope that you do reach your goal. Everyone should be able to achieve their goals at some point BrotherHec.

As far as outfits go, be you. Wear what is comfortable to you. No sense dressing up if you don't feel comfortable in it."

Late to the celebration SpaceCowboy arrives on his horse, he pulls back on the reigns and listens to BrotherHec ranting about something to a large crowd of folks in the streets. Hoping off his steed he hands a man twenty dollars and asks him to watch his horse while he attends to some business. As he approaches his leader he grins , watching BrotherHec pump up and prepare for his dream to become  Don.

If you ask me you need a little less motivation and a lot of new suits...but that's just me.

SpaceCowboy brushes off his shoulder feeling confident is his luxury suit and smiles.

But if that's the route you wish to take my brother than I wish you the best of luck. I know in time you will achieve your dream and we shall be back out here in these streets celebrating with the finest drinks and herbs with friends and family to honor this rare occasion.

Until then I wish you the best of luck brother!

Tips his hat to show his respects before leaving into the crowd to look for his horse.

"Why you leaving so soon!?" BrotherHec asks.

SpaceCowboy Chuckles and looks back at him, you know how SpaceCowgirl gets when I come home late. I'd prefer to live, to see the day you hit Don and for that I must leave now. SC waves to his boss and takes off into the streets heading home.

After weeks of waiting in the streets SpaceCowboy notices only a handful remained in the streets awaiting BrotherHec's Don promotion. The last few remaining friends and family were either dead or shivering rubbing they're hands together trying to stay warm.

"Dammit Hec! Spacey continues to swear under his breath. "Why the hell did you make such early preparations gathering us all here if you were no where near close yet!?"

Placing his hands together he starts blowing hot air on them trying to regain feeling in them.

"I think an update / progress report would be greatly appreciated."

Starts to wonder if BrotherHec broke away from his long time dream.

Slash looks at his own shiny new Don badge. Whilst admiring it, he realises that he challenged his old friend Hec to a race to Don.

Hey, BrotherHec.. You almost there yet?

Slash starts to laugh a little until he notices @SophiaRivers. Recalling that not only Sophia, but also MoeLester AND Kurgan beat him to Don, he decides to stop laughing at BrotherHec.

Don't worry Brother, you'll get there soon enough I'm sure.

BrotherHec gasping for air after busting so many non guarded pensioners form jail looks at spacecowboy.

I hate you...

still trying to grab more air brother hec runs back into the jail to bust more people out.

i feel as if I have forty percent trust to gain with my local drug dealer, I call him el Chapo, before I attain my forty fifth unit. Do not expect me to go for sixty after this!

let me know if you find jails tonight...

Ignore the haters, man. They are just jealous that they aren't cool enough to be Consigliere anymore. 

It is true BrotherHec what green has said it was never Don Roberto Carlos it was Roberto Carlos Consigliere the coolest of the cool Consiglieres.

BrotherHec was closing in on his lifelong aspiration. The title Consigliere would soon fade away.

Kurgan, i just dont...I just dont know how much i can do this...My words...they dont make sense

BrotherHec collapses in exhaustion infront of Green and Kurgan. 

HeavenlyNightmare was in her usual spot in the rafters trying to get her some much needed rest since couldn't sleep last night, but started hearing her boss BrotherHec yelling like he was transforming into a werewolf or something. As she looked down from rafters trying to see what all the noise was about BrotherHec screamed loudly "I DID IT, I DID IT, I FINALLY MADE IT TO DON!!!!"

Congratulations bossman way to go. Now maybe SpaceCowboy (aka spaceplaya) will give you a minute to breathe before he starts hounding you about getting 60 units!!! Cheers everyone!!!!