(Pretend MaCualy is the youngest jackson kid and his middle names are Michael Marlon and Culkin. Paris: 23 Prince: 24 Bigi: 19 MaCualy: 8)
Y/N: what are we watching?
Michael: *smirks*
Y/N: Mac!
Michael: Wha!?!-
Mac: The Conjuring 2?
Michael: N!-
Y/N: Prince? Paris? Bigi?
Paris: Sure!
Prince: I'm down.
Bigi: Ok.
Y/N: Ok let's watch!
Michael: Doesn't anyone care with what I think?!?
All: No!
Michael: *pouts*
Y/N: Quit pouting
(During)
Michael: I'm leaving. *gets up*
Michael: I'm getting closer to the door. *walks to the door*
Michael: If I'm gonna leave I'm not coming back. *hand is on the nob*
Y/N: Shut up and leave if your leaving already we are trying to watch!
Michael: *leaves*
Y/N: *Sighs* Damn; now I feel bad.
(After)
Y/N: Paris. Imma go find your father, make sure your brothers don't rip eachother to shreds.
Paris: Ok. Just don't do the same to dad.
Y/N: Alright.
(10 minutes later)
Y/N: Michael. Michael. Michael. Michael! Michael! Michael stop walking so fast! Michael! Calm.your.tits! *turns him around and poking his chest with the last three words*
Michael: I don't have tits. If I did, i would be playing with them 24/7. But I don't so I play with yours.
Y/N: Are you mad at us?
Michael: No. I can never be mad at you guys. I love y'all too much.
Y/N: We love you too, daddy.
(Meanwhile the kids are walking over to them)
Mac: Why did momma call daddy that so weird?
Prince: Hey Mac? Wanna spend the night at my house?
Mac: yay!
(They walk away leaving Bigi and Paris. Meanwhile with Y/N and Michael)
Michael: Ohh are you ready for tonight. *grabs her butt*
*Bigi and Paris run over*
Bigi: Hi. Imma pretend I didn't hear and see everything. But because our rooms are across from eachother, and I adore my ears, imma sleepover at my girlfriends apartment.
Michael: *gives him the look*
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Bigi: I mean, with Paris.
Y/N: There you go.
Paris: see you tomorrow after you wash your hands! Come, Bigi.
