Bad Boy (MJ Fanfic)

Loud

We stopped at the elevator, leaning on the wall.

"Press the button" Michael shouted at the high friend.

He realized and pressed the button.

An elder came out her door and told us to wait. We stepped in the elevator.

"Hold the door for her man" And that's when my head started spinning. "Damn" I mumbled to myself holding the handle of the elevator.

"Mister, can you ple-

Lance laughed and scofed as he pressed the close button.

"What you doing, man?!" This motherfucker just closed the door on the poor lady, my head was starting to spin, this shit was getting stronger. I took it to the head and now the elevator is going up.

"Yo, you alright?" Lance chuckled.

"Why you dressed up like my baby mama?" How did he change his outfit so quick, he got a dress on. Hairy ass legs exposed with some heels. His weave on point, wtf.

"Damn you hit that Pixie Dust hard" Lance chuckled, waving his hand in front of michael's face.

The elevator opened and there were policeman questioning a guy.

"Shhhhit" Lance hissed, looking at michael in his state, he was drooling and talking non-sense. "I got you" He said, holding michael and practically carrying him.

"All of them dressed like my baby's mom, ewww" He started laughing and pointing, he was flapping out of Lance's arm. "Let's go ride the pony out side, th-they all lined up"0

"Shut the hell up man"

"Come michael! Ride us, we are soooo horny for you" The pony turned into a naked girl with shoe horns and pony tail.

"Oh god that's hot" Michael suddenly removed Lance's hold and went to the door.

The police stared.

"He's sick, don't uh worry, he's regularly mental." Lance said to them before catching up to Michael.

They watched them.

"Dammit I never should've gave him that one" He grunts,

"Come here baby, oh my goddd" Michael drooled, unbuckling his pants.

He was about to pee all over a cop car.

"Michael! aye!" Lance grabbed him as Michael pulled out his manhood and started peeing, "No she's minnee, get off me" Michael said pushing lance away.

"HEY!" The cops yelled,

"Sorry man!"Lance yelled as he put michael in his car. "He's mental, I'll pay for the damages"

Even though, the pixie dust wasn't as strong as it was to Lance, The cops looked like donuts to him but he kept himself from laughing.

"Let me out of this big fucking metal door!" Michael yelled and sobbed, So high that he doesn't even know how to open the unlocked door.

"You just watch your back" The cops said, Lance licked his lips walking away to his car.
He got in the car, and started it.

"We almost got caught cause of your high ass" Lance grabbed the wheel and drove off.

"What did you put in it?! It's like I'm seeing telatubbies in the window view" Michael sobbed still drooling, clawing his hands through his hair. "Did you give me herion? I'll fuck you up in this car, I'll drive us off the fucking cliff!" Michael lost his shit now.

"I forgot you get crazy when you smoke to much" Lance said to himself, "It's pixie dust man"

Michael looked at him. His eyes widened.. "You think i'm playing? ..give me the wheel-Michael attempted to grab the wheel but instead he started throwing up.

"OH!" Lance yelled as glanced at Michael.

"You mf! You gave me pixie dust... That shit was good but you tryna kill me?!" Michael started laughing as he grabbed Lance's shirt.

"CHILL! RELAX" He said as he approached the Popeyes drive-thru.

Michael sat back.

"Just give me my chicken wings..man" Michael sat back,

"You alright?" He sighed as Michael looked out the window frustrated.

"Just give me my fucking chicken man.. And ima be out.. Ima catch a bus"

Lance shrugged. And ordered, a Family pack.
They made it to the window and Lance took the order.

"Hey man you gonna clean up my car with your gunk though"

"Yeah ii" Michael sarcastically said, taking a bag from the back of the car.

"What are you doing??" Lance said looking at Michael.

"Getting my chicken you dick" Michael grabbed about 4 of the chickens, took a cup and poured some of the coleslaw, and another for the mashed potato & gravy.

He opened the door and got out with the bag.
Lance shook his head, Michael is mildly high right now.

"You gonna get caught, get your dumbass back in the car"

"I'on care" Michael took a chicken from the bag and starting munching on it.

He slammed the door and walked away.

Lance sat there for about 5 minutes before starting his car again. Until Michael came back.

"Give me some change for the bus... And some napkins" He licked his greasy lips.

Lance chuckled and gave him what he wanted. Michael snatched the coke out the tray and walked away.

"That was yours.. headass" Lance laughed. He then drove off as michael made his way to the bus stop.