Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston

Scaring Her

Michael's POV

I slowly walked into Neverland. My flight was very long and I'm freaking exhausted. I literally wanted to drop on the floor and go to sleep. But I can't do that because Nippy has been dying to see me and vice versa. I put my suitcase on the floor and took off my loafers. It was about five in the morning. I went into the kitchen and poured me a cup of apple juice. I leaned against the counter and sipped it quietly.

What am I doing?! I been desperate to see my baby...I mean Whitney. I can't see the baby for about another month. And here I am drinking apple juice, not even wanting to climb the stairs. I finished my drank and put the cup in the dishwasher. I stretched and stood there for about a minute. But then I remembered to go look for Nippy.

I slowly walked up the annoying stairs that lead to the bedroom. I hate those stairs...especially now. Why do they have to be so long and wooden. Why can't it be marble, or carpeted? Why wood? I knew I was being rude to things because I was sleepily. I mentally apologized and finally made it to our bedroom.

I opened the door and looked around. The TV was still on and I heard Spongebob's annoying laugh. That was clawing my nerves! Nippy was laying on her side, sleeping so peacefully. As soon as I saw her all the sleepiness fell from my body. Even under the covers and a mad face she was still beautiful. What was she dreaming about that made her look mad. Who knows? Whitney dreams are always exotic. I closed the big doors and walked over to Whitney.

I can't just come in and shake her awake. I know it's really late but I wanted to play. I walked over to my dresser and searched around in the top draw. I found what I was looking for. My air horn! I closed the draw quietly and walked back over to her. I kneeled down next to the bed and put the air horn to her ear and pressed the button.

"AHHHHHHHHH!!!" Whitney screamed jumping up.

I was laying under the bed so that when she got up I can scare her again. The bed jiggled a little and I heard muttering. She slowly crawled off the bed and one leg came off of bed. I tickled her ankle and she screamed again and drew her leg back on the bed. I giggled silently and rolled from under the bed. I popped up at her, scaring her...again.

She was hiding under the covers and panting. I bursted out laughing. I know it was mean but I always do this. She gets mad at first but ends up laughing. She peeked from under the thick blankets and she registered what she was seeing.

"Michael?" She asked.

"This is a dream, sweetheart. I miss you. Why didn't you come?" I said in a faint voice.

She eyed me for a second and got frustrated. She threw a pillow at me as I laughed. As I said before all of my sleepiness vanished.

"Oh my goodness!" She yelled. "Michael?!"

"I'm-" I laughed. "I'm sorry. I had to let you see that I was home in a original way."

"No!" She rolled her eyes. "That was mean!"

I walked over to her and looked at her. "I missed you. All jokes aside. I know I've been away from you longer than that but it's different now. Especially now that my seed is forming inside of you."

"I missed you, too." She whispered.

I gave her a long passionate kiss that made me loose my breath after a few minutes. I cupped her cheeks and pulled away even though I didn't want to. Oh my goodness! No one could ever make me feel this way. I had severe butterflies and I felt my face get hot. I chuckled and looked down.

"How was the concert?" She asked me.

I noticed she was wearing one of my night shirts. It was kind of hot so that explains why she has no pants on. I smiled and buttoned up one button that she didn't do.

"Amazing." I answered.

"Michael, come and get some sleep." Whitney patted the bed. "You look exhausted."

As soon as she said that, my sleepiness returned making me feel like a zombie. I walked over to my wardrobe singing Thriller as I changed into my night clothes. I took off my fedora and took my hair out that ponytail.

I climbed in bed and Whitney shifted so that her head was resting on my chest. I wrapped my arm her as a reflex.

"Goodnight, Nippy." I kissed her forehead.

"Night." She yawned.

I found the remote and turned off the TV and drifted to sleep.

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