Different

Part 7

Michael's POV :

"Hello ?"

"Hey Dunk, how are you ?"

"Hi Applehead, same old. Why are you calling ?"

"What ? I can't call my favourite sister and see how she's doing ?" I try to flatter her.

"Cut the slack, Mike. What do you want ?"

"I want you to come to Neverland, I need your help with something ?" I tell her.

"Ok ok, I'll be there soon." She says.

"Thank you so much. This is why you are the best, loveliest, greatest and kindest sister in the whole wo-"

"I swear if you don't shut up right now I won't help you." She threatens.

"Ok, ok. See you later."

"Bye. " She hangs up.

Maybe Janet can help me. I know one thing for sure, if Janet can't come up with a plan, then nobody can.

One hour later

I hear the front door opening, Janet must be here. I leave my office and walk to the kitchen. I bet she already got her self an ice cream, that's literally the first thing she does when she visits me.

"I see you made yourself comfortable ?" I ask her, holding in a laughter, as I see her in front of the freezer.

She turns around and I immediately take notice, that my thoughts were completely false. She didn't get one ice cream like every person in the world would, no, she got herself two, one in the left and one in the right hand.

"You wanted me to come here, so this is the price to pay." She giggles.

"Come here, Dunk." I demand, opening my arms wide. She engulfs me in a hug.

"How often do I have to tell you not to call me Dunk. You know I hate that name." She complains groaning.

"I know, but since I love to call you that and I'm by far your favourite brother, you won't stop me."

"I know." She rolls her eyes dramatically.

"So, what do you need help with ? You want to impress some hot chika and need advice from your favourite sister or what ?" She comes to the point.

"Oh god no. It's nothing like that. It's a long story." I blush, my cheeks turning pink.

"Stop right there, if you actually want my help and you have to tell me a long story, then the least you can do is escorting me to the living room, there's no way in hell I'll stand that long." She dramatically waves her ice creams around.

"You became really lazy over the lost few months." I laugh while walking to the living room.

"Well, excuse me, it's not my fault that your couches like me and always want to stay in contact with my butt." She explains.

"You are something else." I say, still lauging.

Sitting down next to each other, I prepare myself mentally to explain the whole situation, but get interrupted by Janet's satisfied moan.

"Did you just finish two ice creams in less then 3 minutes ?" I ask her surprised.

"Hell yeah. And I must say, they were delicious."

"Good, am I allowed to explain the situation now ?"

"Yup, tell me."

"Nobody besides me and Frank knows this, but I want to adopt."