Chill Out, Sir

Bonus Chapter #2

*Just a fun and weird chapter  lmao xP

Bonus Chapter #2

Guess-who's-this POV

"Hello again, little fluffy bunnies! Welcome back! Let's see where we left off, shall we..."

Little children began surrounding me at the small, colourful tables.

"Look! The glue has dried!" a child called out.

"Yaaaaaaay!"

"What do we do now, Mikey?"

I picked up the balloon covered in newspapers carefully and turned towards the children, a bright smile on my face.

"Now, we just need to pop the balloon! Kids who are trying this at home, you can get your parents to help you with this part," I spoke towards the camera.

I took out a pen and poked the balloon underneath, resulting in a rather loud 'pop' sound. Some children had jumped in shock, while others just giggled merrily.

Taking out the popped balloon, I faced the children and said, excitement lining my voice, "Now it's time to paint!"

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"And cut!"

I let out a sigh and sagged my shoulders in exhaustion. Running your own kids show can be really tiring. What was I thinking, disbanding the underground fighting and becoming an idol for 3 to 8-year-olds?

Shainie, who was only 4-years-old and had filmed with me, came up to give me a hug.

"Bye-bye Mikey, today was fun!"

Okay, so maybe this wasn't so bad.

Furthermore, at least my two godchildren looked up to me a lot because of this, and I couldn't have asked for more.

"Bye, Magic Mike, I had fun!" one of the young girls called out.

Now, before you start getting wrong ideas, a friend of mine had jokingly called me Magic Mike right after my filming. Apparently, kids love magic, especially this particular girl. Hence the nickname came about.

"In ten years time, you'll be regretting calling me that..." I muttered.

"Regret what?" a feminine voice emerged from behind me.

I turned around to face one of my colleague, Amy. Immediately, my mind went into frenzy. Okay, so maybe I had a tiny crush on her. "H-hey."

"So what was that? If my hearing didn't fail me, I heard that little girl call you Magic Mike. I wasn't aware you were a stripper too," she jokingly said.

"Wh-what? HAHA no that was just because my friend played a prank on me HAHA."

Well that laugh certainly didn't sound fake at all.

I'm pretty sure she's thinking that I have a part-time job as a stripper now.

She laughed then, the sound as angelic as...well, as how angelic angels are.

"Oh, right!" she suddenly exclaimed, as if just remembering something. "I need to talk to you about something. Do you have time for coffee?"

"Yeah, sure, of course!"

Holy crap. Not long ago, my friend had basically forced me into having a double date with him and his girlfriend who he wanted to introduce me to. Needing a date, I had asked Amy to be my temporary one. She hadn't given me an answer then, so I really hoped she was going to accept it now.

We arrived at the cafe across the studio soon after and ordered our drinks.

"So what did you want to talk about?" I asked, feigning calmness, as I took a sip of my coffee that had arrived.

"About the date thing..."

Say it, say it...

"I found you a really pretty date."

What the flying fuck.

"Umm...Wha—?"

She spoke, "I mean, I was thinking about it, and it'd be weird if I go as your date. We're just friends, aren't we?"

"Yeah, sure..." My voice sounded less enthusiastic as it was not 15 minutes ago.

No, we're not friends. You have officially signed yourself up for Mike's Club of People He Hates.

"Yeah, so I decided to set you up with this girl I know. She might have some flaws, but she's nice."

"And I called her to meet up with you. Oh there she is!"

No wonder she hadn't even taken a sip of her drink. That sly bitch.

I turned to look at the entrance of the cafe. Yup, I hate her.

"Gotta go now, try to get to know her alright?"

She met up with the person before leaving, talking freely and happily for a while.

She laughed then, the sound as devilish as how devilish devils are.

As she left the cafe, the girl arrived at my table. Okay, maybe not girl. The lady who could easily pass off as my mother greeted me, her face caked with too much make up including too much red lipstick that she might as well have been Miranda Sings.

I groaned internally and wiped a hand down my face. Kill me now.

Was it really that hard for me to find a proper date? Someone more appropriate?

Any takers?

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A/N: So here's a surprise and fun chapter for you to see what's happening with our Mike!  Hope you enjoyed it.

By the way, I'm putting my other books, planned sequels, and editing on hold till my GCE O Level exams are over, which would be on 10 November this year. After that day, I'm as free as a bird who gives no shits about anything in the world. Lmao.

After writing this chapter, a thought came into my head: What if I write a spin-off of Mike? Hmmmmm...

Anyways, thank you so much to all my readers and followers out there who had supported me throughout this book. I read each and every single one of the comments written— I'm serious— and it never fails to make me smile. 

As you've already known, I'm writing another story, My Bloody Valentine. I would appreciate if you'd give it a chance, and feel free to drop in suggestions on how I can improve. Not including hate comments, though. If you want to criticise, I would like if you tell me what I can do instead.

I read some books recently, in Wattpad of course, and it irks me to see some rude comments criticizing the writer and don't even bother giving tips. Like, if you're so good to criticise and all, why not give good suggestions? I'm sorry, I really needed to get that off my chest.

Well, haters are gonna hate, I suppose, and potatoes are gonna potate and tomatoes are gonna tomate.

I don't want this A/N to end badly, so fyi, just a few seconds ago, I made awkward eye contact with............a bird which landed on my kitchen window.

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