Age Ain't Nothing But A Number

Chapter Five

For the last few days, Michael and I have been getting ready for his final tour.

Because of all the time we spent together, I later found out about his adorable, clingy side.

One morning, I woke up to the feeling of something poking at my sides.

"Emily? Emily? Emily? Wake up. Wake up".

Michael continued to gently poke me.

I opened my eyes and saw the king of pop standing next to me.

"What do you want, Applehead"?

I asked, letting out a yawn afterwards.

Michael for some reason was still poking at me.

"Michael Jackson, if you poke me one more time I'll make you regret it".

I groaned.

A light giggle sounded before a body bounced on top of mine with an even louder giggle.

"Aieeeeee"!

I shrieked, only to find Michael hovering above me.

Michael laughed and then grabbed ahold of me when I tried to sit up.

"You're such a puppy tugging at my pants legs, sometimes".

I smirked.

"Am not".

Michael childishly stuck out his tongue at me.

"Are too".

I giggled.

"Want to go swimming?"

Michael chirped with a bounce.

"Nope.

I grinned.

"Carousel?"

"Nope."

"Trampolines?"

"Hmmmm...Nope."

"Then what? I want to do something! I want to do something NOW!"

Michael gave me a pouty face and I couldn't help but giggle.

"Okay okay, let's do something".

I snuggled into his embrace and Michael instinctively reacted as if a child needed their mother's attention.

After a few minutes, I walked over to bathroom to get myself freshened up for the day.

I was about to undress when I noticed that he was watching me.

"Want to join me in the shower"?

I asked.

"NO, I want to do something"!

Michael whined, pulling me into a bear hug.

"Can I at least dressed first? Then, we'll go and do something fun".

I kissed his hand and Michael let go of me.

As soon as I was fully dressed, Michael grabbed my hand and he quickly led us both to the kitchen".

"What do you want for breakfast"?

I asked.

"I'm not hungewy. Let's go for a ride on the choo choo train"!

Michael tugged at my shirt.

"Okay, let me just get us an apple first".

I took out two red apples and gave offered it to Michael.

He took one look at the fresh piece of fruit and then slapped it out of me hands.

"I want milky"!

Michael pointed his finger to the refrigerator.

I put the other apple away.

Michael licked his lips hungrily as I poured him a glass of milk.

"Drink up. You need your energy".

I watched as Michael drank the entire glass in one big gulp.

He let out a burp and then blushed, feeling embarrassed.

"Good boy Michael. You drank all your milk".

I put the empty cup in the kitchen sink.

Michael took ahold of my hand.

Together, we went outside for another fun day in Neverland.