Michael and Y/N were baking a cake for a dinner that they had to go to
Y/N: Michaelllll! You put to much milk!
Michael: No I didn't.
Y/N: Yes you did! I said 2 cups! Not 4!
Michael: Oh.
Y/N: Back to the store Bud
(At the store)
Michael: Look Y/N! I found it!
Y/N: That's frosting dummy!
Michael: Sorry! What's wrong with you today! *whispers* are you on your cycle?
Y/N: No! *Slaps him in the back of his head*
Michael: Ow! Stop that bully!
Y/N: You stop afrohead!
Michael: keep it down people are watching.
Y/N: Let's just leave
*1 Minute later*
Y/N: I'm telling you man I did nothing!
Officer: oh save it!
Officer 2: Aren't you the kid from the band?
Michael: yes.
Officer: What are you doing hanging around this troublemaker?
Michael: I'd really appreciate it if you would stop being rude to my best friend!
Officer: since when is this your best friend?
Michael: since we were in diapers.
Officer: ok? Look you can go but, imma need her id.
Y/N: Ok.
Officer 2: Hey! Your that singer/rapper girl!
Y/N: yea so?
Officer: you may go.
*Outside*
Y/N: This is your fault! (Storms off)
Michael: Y/N!
(At the dinner)
Janet: Where's the cake?
Michael: about that...
Y/N: we made cheesecake!