Michael Jackson X Reader

Babysitting.

Your POV
The sun shone brightly through your window. You opened your eyes. You were in your own bed,but you had no recollection of you going to your bed. You looked beside you. There Michael was sleeping. His arm was wrapped around you. You smiled. He begin to stir. He looked at you. "Good morning (f/n)." "Good morning Michael." Michael looked around. "I am so sorry for falling asleep in your room." You put your finger on his mouth. "You have nothing to apologize for. I don't mind at all." You turned to look at your bunny. "Good morning Mr. Fluffles." "Mr. Fluffles?" "Yeah." "That's cute." You rolled back over and kissed Michael. You climbed out of bed. You showered. When you got out of the shower, Michael was gone. You shrugged your shoulders. You got dressed and did your hair. You went to the kitchen to get a piece of lettuce. "What are you doing?" "Mom, I have to feed Mr. Fluffles." "Mr. Fluffles?" "The bunny." "Okay." You gave the bunny the lettuce. You went back to the dining room. Michael was there. You sat next to him. Everyone came out of there rooms. You all ate waffles. The adults got up from the table. "Okay we have to hurry up and brush our teeth so we can go to the spa." They all went to there rooms. They all headed to the door. "Lily, behave yourself." "Okay mom." "Take care of the triplets." "You just go have a good time." You kissed your mom. The adults left. "Well I should probably call my mother. She must be worried about me." "Tell Mrs. Jackson I said hi." "Okay (f/n)." Michael went to the nearest phone.

Michael's POV
I went to the phone. I dialed my mom. "Hello?" "Hi mom." "Michael where are you?" "I'm still at (f/n)'s house. (F/n) says hi." "Okay. You have a good time and tell her I said hello." "Okay. See you later." I hung up. "My mom says Hello." (F/n) turned to Becky. "So, what do you think about naming our bunny Mr. Fluffles." "I love that name." "Great." The triplets started crying. So we fed them and burped them. "So, what exactly are you suppose to do when you babysit?" "You never got babysat before (f/n)?" "No Lily. When the people who I thought were my parents had to leave me at home, they put me in a cage in the basement, even when there was a babysitter they were there for the people who I thought were my siblings." "That sounds awful." "I couldn't began to tell you how terrible it was. I hated it. It was so dark and cold. The metal bars left bruises. I was hungry." A few tears fell from (f/n)'s eyes. I quickly hugged (f/n). "That is never going to happen to you again. I promise." She dried her eyes. "I'm sorry everyone." "There is no need to apologize. So Lily what do you want to do today?" "I want you to sing." "I don't know. I haven't warmed up my voice today." "Come on. Just sing a little bit for Lily." (F/n) pleaded. "Okay." I decided to sing dancing machine. I even did the robot. I glanced ever so often at (f/n). She was a dancing machine. Her dancing was great. "That was incredible!" "Thanks Lily." I looked at (f/n). "I didn't know you were a dancer." "Me? I never danced a day in my life." "Could have fooled me." "Thanks." "So, what do you want to do now Lily?" "Let's play pretend." "Sure. We can be astronauts, or pilots, or captains of a ship, or doctors, we can be Princes and princesses, or..." I was interrupted by Lily. "Don't you have quite the imagination Michael?" We all laughed. "We're back." It was the people who worked for (f/n)'s mom. "Hi." "Hi (f/n). Where's your mom?" "She went to the spa Miss Stacey. It was her Christmas gift." "And who is this young Lady?" "This is my cousin Lily. Her parents went to the spa as well." "Oh. I'm going to get back to working again." "Okay." Lily came over to us with a camera. "I found my camera. Becky would you or Tobey take a picture of me with Michael and (f/n)?" "Sure." Becky took the camera. (F/n), Lily and I posed. Becky took the picture and handed the camera back to Lily. "No one is going to believe that I met Michael Jackson and a model, (f/n), even if I have the photographic evidence. Oh Michael, Do you think I could meet your brothers and sisters?" "I'm sorry. They all moved away. I can show you Janet, Latoya, and Randy though." "Okay." So (f/n) and I headed across the street with Lily. I went in the house. "Hi Michael." "Hi mom." I kissed her cheek. "Hi (f/n)." "Hi Mrs. Jackson." My mother hugged (f/n). (F/n) hugged back. "You shouldn't be a stranger around here (f/n). You're welcome anytime." "Okay thanks." "And who is this?" "This is (f/n)'s cousin, Lily. She wanted to meet Randy, Janet and Latoya." "Wait here. I'll go get them." Just then Joe came over. "Boy you were supose to...Hello." "Hi Mr. Jackson" "Hi (f/n)." "Hi." "Joe this is Lily, (f/n)'s cousin. Lily this is my father Joe." "Are you like (f/n)?" "What do you mean?" "Do you get all the boys?" (F/n) frowned. "Joe leave her alone. She is just a child." "What are you going to do Michael? Last time I checked, I was the parent. I don't answer to you." "Yeah. Some parent." "Michael don't get smart with me. I'll..." Just then Janet, Randy, and Latoya came down the stairs. "Hi (f/n)." "Hey guys." "Hello. I can't believe I'm in the Jacksons' house." We all laughed except for Joe. "Well I'm Lily. I'm (f/n)'s cousin. It was nice meeting you all." "It was nice meeting you too." They all said. Lily, (f/n) and I went back across the street. "(F/n), what did Mr. Jackson mean when he asked if I was like you and if I had all the boys?" "Nothing." (F/n) was visibly upset. I instantly hugged her. "Don't listen to Joe." "Okay." I sniffed the air. "What's that smell?" Becky and (f/n) ended up changing the triplets' diapers. We finally played pretend. Hours had gone by. "(F/n), I'm hungry. Where's mom and dad and auntie Susan and grandma?" "I don't know Lily. They should have been here by now." Just then the phone rang. (F/n) answered. "Hello? Hi mom. Okay. See you later." (F/n) hung up the phone. "They decided to go to a restaurant. Come on let's eat." (F/n) heated up the food. We ate. We fed the triplets. We watched a movie. Lily went to bed. "They should be here by now Michael." "I know. (F/n)." Just then the phone rang. (F/n) answered it. "Hello. Hi mom. Oh no. Is she going to be okay? Alright. I will. Bye. That was my mother. Auntie Sally had an allergic reaction. It turned out that the homemade salad dressing at the restaurant had peanuts and Auntie Sally didn't know until it was to late. So now she's in a hospital unconscious." "She's going to be okay right?" "They don't know Michael." "How are we going to break this down to Lily?" "Maybe they'll be home before she wakes up." "Yeah. I hope so." We all went to our rooms. I tossed and turned. I finally gave up and went to (f/n)'s room. I knocked on the door. "Come in." I walked in and sat on her bed. "You couldn't sleep either?" "No." "Lily is going to be devastated if Aunt Sally isn't okay. And what about my mother? She hasn't even gotten over that no good Leroy. She'll be even more devastated." "Yeah. I hope Mrs. Jenkins is alright."