Michael hurriedly got in his car. He turned it on and backed up. He was so nervous that he didn't even see the car behind him until he hit it. "Oh no no no no!" Michael gritted his teeth and zoomed out before the Neighbor's came out to see what the big CRASH had came from. He sped through the streets everything was in a blur, and within seconds he was at his old home.
Michael parked his car. He stayed in there with his head on the back of his seat, and his eyes closed. He was so nervous his stomach was like a blender. He felt super duper sick to his stomach. What if C.C remembered? What if he started to go all crazy and tried to kill him? What if- "OKAY THAT'S ENOUGH BRAIN! I'm going in no matter what I said I'd come today.." Slowly Michael got out of his car and dragged his feet up the porch and at the front door.
The closer he got the more he felt like running back to his car, and speeding off. Michael put his hand close to the door then dropped his hand. Then he tried to knock again. but failed. Michael was sure he was going to stand there like and idiot until years passed, but the door flung open and Elizabeth stood in front of him. "Why hello fire starter!~ Come on in..." Elizabeth snapped her fingers. Michael flinched. "stop standing there like a broken down ROBOT!" She sneered and moved to the side so Michael could get in.
He hesitantly got in. Everything was the same..except more dustier and all color was basically gone. This place seriously needs a makeover Michael thought. Elizabeth ran up the stairs yelling "C.C! C.C! GUESS WHO'S HERE?!" oh well **** I'm in real trouble. Michael checked the door he wanted to bolt out the door and run outside. No Michael told himself. You will apologize for what you have done! He walked into the kitchen and saw somebody standing there at the coffee maker...? Oh It's William the famous rodent..:/ Michael crossed his arms and looked away from him. William turned around "Mistake! It's about time you came.
Can you clean the house?" Michael blinked at him "I just came and you're asking me to clean.." William sipped his coffee and leaned on the fridge. "It doesn't matter you better start cleaning or else you'll face the consequences.." Michael gritted his teeth and tore off his sweater, and threw it on the couch then he picked up the broom. "Good mistake!" William ENCOURAGED as Michael began to sweep.
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