My baby, Micheal Jackson..

Chapter Three 🙂

Marylin POV (Third person)

Marylin walked slowly by every step she made. She started to sing to her favorite song, PYT, to keep her mind off of things. She was very easily to get scared but she tried her best to act tough.

As she walked closer, she noticed a shadow run away from behind a garbage can. She stopped in her tracks parting it wasn't anyone harmful, which she felt relieved as she saw it running away the opposite direction of her.
After a few seconds she continued her path.

I-I want to love you.... PYT.... ta ta ta taa, do do do duuuu~

"What that's not how it goes. Oh shit" she face palmed. She was so nervous she forgot the lyrics again. As she let out a sigh she heard a baby's whines. Marylin snapped out of her wonderland and looked around her desperately.
Nothing.
Weird.
She continued walking slower as she heard it again. This time it wasn't her imagination, it was real.
She looked everywhere but nothing. Something fought her attention to look by the trash can and she saw it.

A baby.

It was pretty dark so she took out a small flashlight and shined it on its direction. There it was, a shirtless baby.
"Oh poor thing!" She said as she set her flashlight down and lightly touched the baby's head.
"No fever. That's good" she told her self.

Michael was relieved his whining worked. He was a little nervous about the kind girl, but he knew anywhere was better than that weird woman. Literally. He had to leave ASAP.

"You poor child. Who would leave you out here like this? Who ever did has no heart nor soul!" Marylin said as she picked him up and warmed the baby with her embrace.
"You must be cold and hungry. Aren't you?" She looked at the baby's eyes. They were brown and adorable.
"Awww, your so cute!" She gave a small smile as she giggled as well.
Michael only felt butterflies in his stomach. He knew that this girl was his savior. He was happy it wasn't another stalker.

"Come on, let's get you out of here." Marylin said as she carried him and the box he was in, out of the valley and into the parking lot were her car was. She unlocked the door and placed the box in the back seat where she sat baby Mike and tied his seatbelt around.
"Sorry. I don't have a car seat but this will do for now. Just hoping the police won't find out" she let out a giggle as she messed around with his curls.
She shut the door and started the car engine. Off she left the parking lot and into the free way she drove.

After half an hour, Marylin arrived to be apartment and opened the door with baby Mike in her arms. She shut the door and turned on the lights.
"I know, I know. This isn't the biggest house in the neighborhood, matter of fact it's an apartment but! This place is full of love, by me! So no need to worry child" she said.
She place baby Mike in her bed and took out a blue box out of her closet. It was hidden very well in the back as she didn't want anyone to see it. The reason was, was that she babysat for a job but her parents disapproved as they thought it would lead her to a career of teaching, which they earned little money from.

Ridiculous. Right?

She opened the box and inside were spare baby clothes. She took out a onesie and a fresh clean diaper which she helped putting it on baby Mike.
"Okay there. Fresh." She said as she giggled and out the box aside. "How am I going to reach your parents, child?" Marylin sighed as she sat down next to baby Mike and placed her hand on her face.
"Why would someone be so cruel in leaving you alone? In the darkness. That just heartbreaking, and unfair. Your parents, no offense, are just.... evil" She felt tears forming up in her eyes, she quickly wiped them away as she noticed the baby's pouting face.
He crawled into her legs as he laid his head on her lap. Michael knew how she felt, he's the only one in which he can understand himself even if he's inside a baby's body.

Simple.

After a few seconds she snapped out of her reality and carried baby Mike to the kitchen, which also happens to be the dining room due to limited space.
"I don't really have baby food. BUT. I do have some noodle soup, maybe that will help. With that said, she took out the can of soup and heated it up on the stove as she waited she turned on the tv hoping that there would be news of a missing baby on a look out.
The channel was now set to the news as she listened to different articles being read, but one of them matched what she was looking for.
Marylin turned around to give the soup a stir as she listened to something that caught her off guard being said on the TV.

News lady: Breaking news! We have just been reported back that the legendary King of Pop is claimed as Missing. Authorities say that he was last seen inside his studio were he was suppose to be hosting an exclusive meet in greet for his fans on the soon to be released, Bad Album. Police has been talking to producers and locals if anything has been seen suspicious lately.
They ask if anyone saw anything weird in that area to please, contact them ASAP.

Newsman: Thats right. It's a case in which no one thought would happen. The number placed on the bottom of the screen is the number authorities would wish that y'all would contact for this specific case. Please be in the look out. In other news-

Marylin's face went pale.
"That is so strange! How could Michael Jackson be missing?! Someone must have kidnapped him. Oh geez I hope not!" She said as she did the sign of the cross.

(Jk? Father, son, and the Holy Spirit? Yea that's what I mean 🙂)

Michael's face wasn't happy either, he knew that people were looking for him but no one knows he turned into a baby. Not even the kind irl who took him, nor the weird woman that turned him into the baby. How was he going to get this mess cleaned up? Michael needed a way to be free and back to normal.

But how?

To be continued....