Chapter Eight

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by MoonWalkerFan1998

by MoonWalkerFan1998

Me: *bursts into the house wearing vacation clothes* MICHAEL! GET YOUR MOONWALKING BUTT IN HERE!

Michael: *jumps with a startle as he is taking a nap on the couch* WHAT?!

Me: Ahahahaha! Did I scare you Applehead?

Michael: Oh my gosh, what are you doing here? It's noon. *sits up*

Me: I decided to bring back my Truth Or Dare With Michael Jackson Christmas book because there is a thing where people put up their Christmas decorations.

Michael: No, honey. That's in December.

Me: I know that! But there's Christmas in July and if you haven't checked your calendar, then you must be in a another universe.

Michael: *pouts* I know what the date is.

Me: Then, why are you so grumpy?

Michael: Because you came here out of nowhere and you were yelling really loudly.

Me: I was just excited to see you, sweetheart.

Michael: *blushes a little because he is shy* I know you are, but please don't come see me while you're yelling and making so much noise.

Me: Aww, but Michael. Being loud is fun sometimes! *takes out three pot pans, puts one of them on my head to make it look like I'm wearing a helmet, and hits the other two pot pans with a wooden spoon*

Paris: AAHH! *runs out of her bedroom* Daddy! 😱

Michael: Okay Emily, that's enough. *takes the pot pans, puts one of them on my head and the wooden spoon away from me*

Prince: Oh, hi Emily!

Bigi: Emily! *runs excitedly and gives me a hug*

Paris: Daddy! What was that loud screaming?

Michael: *sighs* It's Emily. She came here out of nowhere and told me that we're doing something and then she was banging a spoon on the pot pans. *puts everything away*

Me: Okay guys, we're doing more truths or dares from the Moonwalkers for my book Truth or Dare With Michael Jackson and it's a Christmas edition.

Paris: Um...Daddy? Are you okay?

Michael: Yes I'm okay, I just have a headache right now. I'm going to go to somewhere else in the house that's quiet. *walks away*

Me: I guess we better leave him alone.