Michael X 10

Bad And Michael's Turn:❤️

Michael's PoV
Well. Bad and I have the easiest job ever. Watching Dangerous sleep.

We were both sat on Y/N's bed talking quietly so we don't wake him.

We heard Off The Wall and Thriller bickering from across the hall.

They were both crying by the sounds of it.

It's because Off The Wall called Thriller Wolf Boy and just a second ago he called him ET fingers.

Which is also offensive.

"But you got annoyed at Dangerous." Thriller moaned to Off The Wall.

"I'm sorry. Can you not take a joke. Geez!"

"Guys keep it down." Bad moaned.

He led down and looked at Dangerous.

He didn't seem to bothered that he was the baby right now.

He also looked tired.

"But it's not fair!" Off The Wall yelled.

"Maa." Dangerous whined while waking up.

Then he began to cry. 

"Well done. Idiots!" I moaned to them.

I picked him up and began to cradle him.

"Shh. Don't cry Baby. I mean Dangerous. It's okay. You're just right now aren't you. Bad why aren't you helping? Bad?"

Great. Now he's asleep.

Gosh.

"Shh. Okay Dangerous. You want a drink? Some milk? You want that?" I asked.

He Carried on crying.

"But you called me Wolfboy!" Thriller yelled.

"Shut up!" HIStory yelled from the bathroom.

They looked at HIStory and then carried on arguing.

I closed Y/N's door and hopes it would not be as loud. Which is wasn't.

I don't want Bad getting annoyed by the loudness or Dangerous crying more.

I sat on the bed with him then out the pacifier in his mouth then gave him a blanket.

"Shh. It's okay. Don't worry. You're alright." I whispered.

After a few minutes he began to calm down. Then began to fall asleep again.

When his eyes were closed and his breathing softened. I used my thumb to wipe the tears from his eyes and his tired cheeks then gently placed him in the crib.

I stroked his forehead and then his cheek.

I put the blanket over him then let him sleep.

Meanwhile while Bad was also asleep I began to read a book that was on a bookshelf.

RIP Van Wrinkle.

Well not for long anyway.

Back to Y/N

"Just go calm down you two. I don't like seeing you guys like this." I sighed.

They went to their rooms and slammed the doors in anger.

Typical.

Off The Wall and Thriller never argue so this was rare to see.

When I got to my room it was quiet. Maybe Bad and Michael were whispering while Dangerous slept.

I opened the door then I saw it.

Dangerous was asleep. Bad was asleep. Michael had fallen asleep with a book on his stomach.

Michael looked kinda funny. He was sat up, he looked uncomfortable. The book was on his belly then he had one hand on his head.

Bad looked adorable. I heard he got tired while helping.

Well 'helping'.

He didn't do anything. He got annoyed then fell asleep on the bed.

Dangerous was the cutest. He had his thumb in his mouth. His pacifier was on his side. It must've fallen out. The blanket literally covered every part of him.

I pulled it down more so I could see his beautiful sweet face.

I looked back at Michael then I decided to wake him up.

I don't want him feeling pain.

"Michael. Michael." I whispered in his ear.

"Bad did it! Oh. It's you." He giggled while opening his eyes widely.

"Aha. You looked uncomfortable. You can go back to sleep if you want. But you done have to." I explained.

"Nah. I'm okay. I just dozed off. But Bad is tired for no reason. He has his lazy days. Maybe he's feeling sick again." He sighed.

I felt his forehead and Bad was a little warm.

"Yup. He's getting something. But it'll pass. It's not that bad. He isn't exactly pale but he is warmer." I explained.

I kissed Bad on the head then he turned over facing Michael and slept.

"I'm gonna get food. It's that okay?" He asked.

"Sure. You go relax. I'll stay with Dangerous until it's HIStory's turn." I smiled.

"Thank you Y/N. You're the best." He smiled while hugging me.

He went downstairs then I sat on my bed next to Bad.

I stroked his curls then he moaned a little. He moved over so his head was resting itself on my lap.

"That felt good." He whispered.

"Glad. You're feeling very Warm Bad." I sighed.

"Hmm. I just have a headache. Off The Wall and Thriller yelling makes me sick. I don't feel good right now. But I'll be fine. This is just my nerves." He sighed.

"Oh right." I replied.

Half an hour later

"HIStory. It's your turn." I smiled.

"Ohhhh Great. Be right there." He smiled back.