Feel (Michael Jackson Vampire Fanfiction)

Chap. 6

"Look a pet shop!" I say with excitment.

"No. I'm not going in there. Animals hate me." Michael says.

"Have you ever tried to go near them?" I ask.

"No. But I know they hate me." Michael says.

"You're just afriad." I say.

"No. I just don't want to go." He says.

I pull on his arm but he wont budge. 

"I'll give you pie if you touch one." I say giving up.

"Okay." He says.

We walk into the pet shop and there are many different animals everywhere.  I see a dog pen and a place for cats. I even see a place for turtles, parrots, guinea pigs, fish, mice and hamsters.

I run up to the dog pen and all the pups start licking my fingers. I giggle.

"Come on Michael." I say.

I turn around to see him awkwardly standing there.

"Okay maybe not dogs. How about guinea pigs?" I ask.

We walk to the guinea pig cages and once Michael gets in front of them, they start going nuts running in their cages. An employee walks by and tries to calm them.

"See!" Michael sighs with frustration.

"Then let's try parrots."  I say.

We walk to the parrots and they all crowd on me. Fluttering their pretty wings. I pet their feathers. I turn around to see Michael swatting them away.

"They're not flies!" I say.

"They're fly like." He says.

He swatts one away too hard and it dies.

"Now look! You killed it." I say.

An employee is coming so I grab his hand and quickly walked out acting like nothing happened.

"Nice save." He says.

"Thanks but no more killing things?" I whsiper

"Let's aim for turtles." I say.

We get to the turtles and Michael pets their shell.

"I like these. They can't run away fast enough." He says.

"But they are too boring. And hard." He says.

"Yeah." I say.

"Last but not least, cats." I say.

We walk to where the cats are. They are all playing around. They look so cute.

Once they notice that we are here they stop what they are doing and they start sniffing the air.

"What's up with that?" I ask.

"I dunno." He says.

Then all at once all the cats and kittens jump on Michael and he falls to the ground.

"HELP! HELP! I'M BEING ATTACKED BY CATS!" He yells.

When I get a closer look at them I notice they weren't attacking him at all. They were cuddling him.

"Michael. You aren't being attacked. You're being a cuddle buddy." I laugh.

"What?" He askes.

Then when he looks at the cats all over him he sees that they are cuddling not attacking.

"Aw. They are so cute." I say smiling.

"How do I get them off?" He askes.

"You can just stay like that all day." I say.