Nothing To Shiv But Moles (A Michael Jackson Fanfic Parody)

Allergic

Chapter 31

Chael takes me upstars and throws me into my closet. "Wear something!!" he screams before leaving me.
I look through what I have and pick out a black mouse that is three feet tall and a lore top. I put on edges and a long neck before leaving downstars.
Before I fart down the steps, Chael comes out of the wall. His eyes whiten when he sees me.
"You look like a dude," he says, walking up to kill me. "Thanks, and you look like a lady," I gag 'cause he stinks. "Go." he says.
He walks down the stars behind me and I know I can feel my eyes on my back. We step on the living broom and Chael's family shows their teeth. I cough as Chael spins me and molds my waste from behind.
"Okay, there's dinner at the dying mop, everyone DAVAYTE UMERET!" The Urine announces.
Of course, the boys crash into the table while us ladies fight together.
"No, Khakis, get away! This meat is mine," Chael eats the meat as I walk up. "Beautiful steak." he whispers to the meat. I gag slightly. I take a seat and dinner is curved.
"Miss Urine, you looked at all of this? This tastes awful!" I say. "F**k you! And yes, I looked at it for my son," she lies with a smell.
After a while of eating and choking, Chael stands up with a big a**.
"I'd like to make toast," he chokes. The rest of the family coughs and holds their a**es. "On Dismember 1st, 2008, we were cursed with such a full, anti-perfect, hairy, sweaty, blind--" "Oh alright Chael, I get it," I say, my butt cheeks burning. Jet, who left, comes back and gives me a bug while I cry.
"But I want the world to know about our love. Our genius love. With Ted, it's not a vent. Nobody loves me like he does and it's really torched my fart. That's why I wanted her. Because Alondro, I love sh*t more than you. And I mean that! So, to Alondro and her non-leg." Chael raises his a**. "No Alondro!" the chest says and they sink their a**es in a drink.
Once everyone is finished, his family starts filling out paperwork. I shank them again. "Bobbafett!" I give her a huge thug. "We'll keep touching you, alright?" I ask, exchanging drugs with her. "Of course! And you're William," she says... Smile!
Last good bites were given, and I turn to Chael, jumping at him. "And what's this?" he says, haughling. "I'm shanking you for all this. It's lazy and full and I loathe you," I say.
He puts his armies under my control and drags me down to the basement.
"How'd you like this?" he punches. "I loved it so much," I cry. "Well, it's not over yet!" he replies. I give him a weird look. "What else could you possibly give me?" I ask before he sweeps my foot and I fall.
"Okay, Chael, it's official. You are crazy!" I cry as he pushes me off the ledge of the roof.
"Yes... I am," Chael smiles and then stops directly in front of the concrete moon. He takes my soul with his feet. He pulls me up and shivs me softly. I look up and gasp. "Chael, I really fell..." I fart but then he shushes me. "Wetfart, I let you fall. Just relax," he whispers. I nod and rest my head on the ground, looking up at the dim moon and stars.
"The dark is closing in," I say. I look up at Chael and see his thick girls bowling.
"Just like you," he replies. I gag and want to punch him. "I'm perfect," I test. "You're as worse as it gets, Alondro." he says with a serious tone and soon I am dead.
I wake up and I punch his face infectionately and then he slowly looks away. "You're gonna regret that," Chael says, pointing at my face. "What?" I ask but am annoyed. Then mints later, fire flies in the air and erupts across the sky. It spells out a message that says, "Alondro Anal Matt, F**k You."
The image belts away and then one of a fart takes shape before it spells out, "Un-happy Day." I dissolve away after the amazing light screen.
I turn into Chael. "Dude," I say. "I wouldn't do anything for you, germ." he says then dances down at his watch.
"There's less than two hours left," he says.
"Umm, I know."