Michael Jackson Imagines

64. Prince gets a boo boo

Prince is now 4 years old

Your POV

"Swings!" Prince and Michael yelled running towards the swing.

"Why did I give y'all candy?" I slapped my forehead.

"Because you looovveee us!" Michael smiled.

"Want mommy to help you in the swing?" I asked Prince but he wasn't headed towards "baby" swings.

"No mommy, I'm a big boy, I wanna get on the big boy swings!" He smiled sitting down.

"Ok, well mommy's right here," I said a little surprised. Michael started pushing me on one of the swings.

Then he walked over to Prince. "Hold on tight buddy," he told Prince and pushed him.

"Weeeeee!" I looked over at Prince and smiled seeing he looked just like Michael. He was so happy.

"Daddy, can I do it myself?" He asked.

"Oookkkk, but I'll be right here with mommy ok," Michael smiled sitting in the swing next to me and Prince nodded.

"One question," Prince asked. "Umm how do I do it?"

I giggled. "Ok move your feet back and forth like this," I demonstrated.

He did it and was getting the hang of it. I smiled watching him swing higher and higher. He laughed with excitement, he grew up so fast...

I sighed and so did Michael. He held my hand as we slightly started to swing.

"Let's have another kid!" We said at the same time. We both giggled.

I looked back. "Don't swing to high baby," I told Prince.

"You really want another?"

"Yeah! I want a girl so bad!" I smiled. Michael's eyes lit up, we both had the same level love of kids.

"Prince, slow down," I said checking on him.

"Ok mommy."

"So when should we make this baby?" Michael smirked about to kiss me. I giggled and put my finger on his lips.

"I'm ready when you are..." I smirked. He smiled and kissed me. We held the kiss for a while. Michael's lips were so soft and tempting plus, he wouldn't let me go.

"Prince you sound quiet, Pr-" I looked back and saw a empty swing, swinging high.

"PRINCE?!" I yelled standing up. Michael stood up and pointed over toward the ground across the slides.

"You ok buddy?" Michael asked picking him up and making sure he was ok. He inspected Price leg, we both saw a slightly bloody scrapped knee.

"Awe Princy Wincey, what happened, how'd you get a booo boo?!" I said frantically.

"I jump off the swing and I started flying like superman, then I fell on the ground and scrapped my knee but it didn't hurt mommy, I'm a big boy!" He said excitedly.

"Ok, well let's go clean it up," I said getting some Neosporin out my purse and putting it on his boo boo.

I softy put a bandade on watching him wince a little. "Then you go, my brace little man!"

I pulled his pants leg down, told him to be careful and he went running towards the slides.

I shook my head. "The sooner, the better," I told Michael as he smiled and kissed me.

"Looks like he'll be staying at Aunt Janet's tonight..." Michael smirked. "And we'll be all over the counter in the kitchen..." he whispered in my ear and kissed my neck.

"You naughty boy," I giggled with excitement.