young again

All OK?

"Ah you're awake, We've done some tests while you were out cold and all you have is a bad concussion and Some Small burns" Mica awoke to being In a hospital room with a Doctor looking over him with a large smile on his face. He Moved his Eyes around the room and Spotted who looked like Paloma and Yasmine. They seemed older but He could still tell it was them.

"good to see you're awake, we called Andy but he's having some issues with his Visa Again, Having to travel So last minute causes some issues. Same with my son, he's at his dad's and They're having issues getting him into the US" Paloma Smiled as Yasmine was texting away. "Are you feeling good enough to go home?"  Mica didn't know what to say, Who was Andy? What was The Thing in Yasmine's hands? Paloma had a son? He hastily gave a thumbs up and a fake smile, surely going home with Paloma and Yasmine would help him in the situation.

"Is he Usually this quiet?" The doctor looked at the still lying down Mica with concern.

"Yes, He is usually dead silent around the time when he has to sing, songs like Grace Kelly are incredibly hard songs to get right without preparing for it." Yasmine Looked up at the doctor before turning to Mica."Isn't that right, Mika?"

"Y-Yes" Mica Managed to Stutter out. A song called Grace Kelly? Strange.

"Brilliant, I'll get his discharge papers now, Just need your Insurance company details for payment then you'll be out in a flash!" The doctor smiled, Leaving the room.

Mika Went to sit up and get out the bed. Just sitting up felt strange, it felt as if he was standing, even if his legs were still tucked up In the bed. he cautiously swung around and went to stand up.

BONK! He immediately hit his head as he stood up.
"Watch the lightshade" Paloma Came Rushing over to him as he rubbed his head.
"let's go home" Mica said with a faded french accent, Surely Mama would be at home to Help him understand what was going on.The Man he Met earlier must of been lying saying she died last year.

The doctor came back a few minutes later and Sent the 3 siblings on their way.

"Meeks, Smile! Updating your Stories so Your followers know you're ok, the MFC is going Crazy with worry" Yasmine held The camera To her brothers face and He Smiled, playing along to what his sister's were planning.

"we'll go to my holiday flat, theres too many Paparazzi around your house in Miami and the doctor Said Your concussion may Affect your Memory and Could lead to a seizure from all the camera flashes." Paloma said as She also held up one of these 'Phones' and called A Private car to take them all away to her Holiday flat.

"I have a House In Miami With Paparazzi? Sweeeeet." Mica Looked down at Paloma all confused. "Maybe This Concussion thingy is really bad." He wobbled a bit as the Car pulled up within matter of seconds and the three of them got in.

"This cars tiny, my legs are all squished!" Mica commented.

"Mika, it's not small it's a Bentley Flying Spur! Maybe you're just tall haha." Yasmine laughed.

"Hi, To the Flat I told you about over the phone please, avoid all popular routes, Mika's amnesia is a bit more worse than we thought it was. He's forgotten his house in Miami." Paloma Smiled to the driver. As the Group set off Mica saw a Sign Saying "Get Well soon MIKA" Outside the hospital.

"They spelt my name Wrong, it's M I curly C A" he Huffed. The two sisters looked at eachother Worriedly.

After a Ride through NYC the siblings eventually arrived at Paloma's flat and Went into Her Penthouse Holiday let, paid for by Mika.

"I'm Hungry, Wheres the food at? Has Mum made it yet?" Mica Asked

"Err, No you have to make your own, remember, the Kitchens Just through that door there." Paloma Was confused, he was Still talking about Their Mother. "Mika, listen to me, Mom died last year, remember? The tumor?" Paloma's voice shaked. She was the one who told him that their Mother was in her final hours last year and having to tell him all over again was soul destroying. she looked at Yasmine for help

"No you're lying, funny joke!" Mica stood up and faced the kitchen door. clearly there was something wrong with him if he still thought his Mother was alive.

"Seriously, Mika, she died. Just after New year, we were devastated, no one else more than you!" Yasmine stood up and pulled him around, making him face her.

Mica Pointed to the Kitchen and began walking over to it, His face a picture of Pure confusion. "Noooo! Stop fooling sis!" He started stumbling to the kitchen, trying not to believe his sisters.

"MIKA WATCH YOUR-" Yasmine attempted to warn him.

DOINK! He hit is head on the door again.

"Actually I'm a bit tired." Mica spun around and  wobbled over the sofa and started to drift off to sleep. "Where is Mummy really and Why am I super Duper tall?" he yawned as he shut his eyes.