The Cookie Thief 🍪

514 11 6
                                    

This morning, I discovered that some of the cookies from the cookie jar were gone and Michael said that he didn't know why.

So, I decided to act like a detective to find out who or what's been stealing the cookies from the cookie jar.

I convinced Michael to call a detective to come over and investigate, and he did.

Disguising myself as the female version of Sherlock Holmes, I arrived at the king of pop's home in Neverland wearing a light brown button up coat, a black fedora with the leopard print design on the sides, and a magnifying glass.

"Very mysterious. It appears that you've gotten yourself a cookie thief, Mr. Jackson".

"Yes..it's been happening all week".

Michael explained as he followed me to the kitchen.

I walked around until I found some cookie crumbs on the floor.

"Hmm...there are cookie crumbs on the floor. And they are coming from the empty cookie jar that's sitting on the counter".

I used my magnifying glass and looked through it.

Michael looked at me and noticed that I was wearing my favorite pants, and that's when he realized that I was disguising as a world famous detective.

He smiled mischievously to himself as he wanted to play along.

"Mr. Jackson, did you recall seeing anyone sneaking around your kitchen during the night"?

I asked, pretending to blow smoke from a pipe.

"Um...I caught Macaulay Culkin trying to steal one of my cookies last week while he and his brother were here visiting for the day. But he didn't do it on purpose. They're all such good kids".

Michael nervously told me.

I wrote down some notes in my notebook with my custom made MJ ink pen.

"I see...Well, I think there's only one way that we can catch the cookie thief red handed".

I put my notebook away in my jacket pocket.

"And what would that be, if I may ask"?

Michael questioned.

"A stakeout...".

I mischievously grinned.

And so, the stakeout began at around 10:00 pm.

I stayed awake by sitting in the living room while drinking cokes to keep me from falling asleep.

At around 12:04 pm, I heard footsteps.

I quietly stood up from where I was sitting and went to the kitchen to investigate.

A tall figure was snooping around next to the cookie jar.

I took out my flashlight and shined it at the person.

"AHA"!

My eyes went wide when I saw the cookie thief.

It was Michael Jackson himself!

It was Michael Jackson himself!

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Michael Jackson Imagines (7)Where stories live. Discover now