I couldn't believe it. I'm here with Michael Jackson?! The King of Pop?!
"Yeah. That's what they usually call me, but toi can call me Michael. toi need some help?" He offered his hand and helped me up from the grass. I noticed my green sweater was instead white, my usual black jeans were blue and my run-down sneakers were new and clean.
"Where am I and what an is this?"
"In my own private meadow field and the year's 1990."
My jaw was agape.
"Thanks. The name's Casey."
"Hey, Casey. I want toi to meet my two new friends." When I got to meet them, I noticed that it was John and Derek, my old best Friends before I moved in my uncle. "Guys, I like toi to meet Casey."
"What up, Casey?"
"Come on, let's play." He ran into the meadow field like a little kid the seconde recess started and John and Derek ran with him. In my mind, I'm started to think 'What's going on, where am I.
But on the bright side, I'm hanging out with Michael Jackson, the King of Pop and my old best friends. I put on a smile and rejoindre them on the field and the suivant thing toi know, I felt that we've been playing for hours. All of us were playing ball with a cute dog named Spike.
"Spike!" Michael waved his hands in the air. "Over here, boy!"
"John, pass the ball over here!"
"As soon John threw the ball in the air, Spike jumped into the air and catches the ball with his teeth and runs away. All of us ran after him.
"Guys, come on!" We all followed Michael.
"Michael, where'd he go?" John asked him.
"He went into the woods over there." He pointed out the woods.
As we all went into the woods, we searched around, John spots a door that was covered with webbing.
"Guys, over here!" He grabbed our attention. As we got there, I started to get a little freaked out par it and clung onto Michael's arm.
"Ew!"
"Let's me see something." He come in front of the door and sees a tarantula-like button. When he pushed the button, the door started to open very slowly.
"I think we better leave." I wanted to leave so badly, but Michael grabbed my hand and comforted me calmly par saying,
"Casey, nothing's going to happen." He smiled at me and I smiled back at him.
He led the way and walked down a small flight of stairs and see a light from a black catwalk. From the catwalk, down below they see a guy wearing all black clothing and black sunglasses and hear him talking to himself. We got down on our knees to make sure he doesn't see us and stayed quiet, so that he couldn't hear us.
"My master plan is almost complete," He said, while snacking on a handful of pop corn, maïs soufflé and potato chips, "Soon, every snot-nosed little child in this world will all be under my control."
"He wouldn't do that." Michael quietly a dit as he voice started to quiver.
"Every child will do my bidding and no one's going to stop, not even that Michael Jackson will stop me. Operation Controlled Minions will go down in history. My name will be in history, Eric Knight. Controlled Minions is ready to go." He slowly spun his globe which was covered with tarantulas and webbings.
"No." John a dit with shocked.
"He wouldn't do that."
As we looked down and hear plus of his plan, I started to feel something creeping on my hand, I turned around and see a tarentule on my hand and screamed my head off. Michael covered my head to get her to stop screaming, but Eric looked up and discovered us spying on our operation. The alarms goes off.
"Intruders!" He pointed at him. "Get them! Get them!"
We got off our knees and quickly ran to get out of there the seconde he noticed us. As we ran out of the door and into the woods, Casey looked behind her back and noticed that his army of hencemen in all black with rifles chasing after them.
"Guys, his goon gang are after us!"
As we were running, Michael digs into his pocket and grabs a red glass marble and tell us,
"Guys, get behind me!" We got behind him.
"Bye-bye guys!" He threw the marble onto the ground and the suivant thing, we ended up in some kind of .
"Michael," I asked quizzically. "Where are we?"
"This is my underground safehouse."
"I thought Neverland Ranch Valley was your own safehouse." Derek thought.
"Well, this is my other safehouse. I feet that Eric's plans to control the children of the world will have the entire world would led into world domination, which means that we have to think fast. Are toi guys ready to save the children of the world?" He placed his hand out.
We all gave each other skeptical, but relentlessly looks on our faces, but eventually, we placed our hands on haut, retour au début of each other and Michael smiled at us.
"Okay." He walks over to the bureau and grabs a box. When he opened the lid, we see walkie-talkies in black, red, and gold. I grab the red one while John picked the black one and Derek got stuck with the or one.
"Alright, toi guys divisé, split up. Whenever toi need me, look up at the sky and you'll see my lucky star."
And the suivant thing toi know, we all left the safehouse and the seconde we've left, I started to think,
"Guys, I have a feeling that what if those goons come after Michael?"
"Oh man," John let out a sign. "You're probably right."
"I have an idea," Derek thought. "I say we stay together and follow Michael to make sure that he's safe."
"And we see Eric, we'll call the cops."
"Good idea. Now, come on. It's almost nighttime."
That was part 2. Please leave a commentaire telling me if toi liked it
"Yeah. That's what they usually call me, but toi can call me Michael. toi need some help?" He offered his hand and helped me up from the grass. I noticed my green sweater was instead white, my usual black jeans were blue and my run-down sneakers were new and clean.
"Where am I and what an is this?"
"In my own private meadow field and the year's 1990."
My jaw was agape.
"Thanks. The name's Casey."
"Hey, Casey. I want toi to meet my two new friends." When I got to meet them, I noticed that it was John and Derek, my old best Friends before I moved in my uncle. "Guys, I like toi to meet Casey."
"What up, Casey?"
"Come on, let's play." He ran into the meadow field like a little kid the seconde recess started and John and Derek ran with him. In my mind, I'm started to think 'What's going on, where am I.
But on the bright side, I'm hanging out with Michael Jackson, the King of Pop and my old best friends. I put on a smile and rejoindre them on the field and the suivant thing toi know, I felt that we've been playing for hours. All of us were playing ball with a cute dog named Spike.
"Spike!" Michael waved his hands in the air. "Over here, boy!"
"John, pass the ball over here!"
"As soon John threw the ball in the air, Spike jumped into the air and catches the ball with his teeth and runs away. All of us ran after him.
"Guys, come on!" We all followed Michael.
"Michael, where'd he go?" John asked him.
"He went into the woods over there." He pointed out the woods.
As we all went into the woods, we searched around, John spots a door that was covered with webbing.
"Guys, over here!" He grabbed our attention. As we got there, I started to get a little freaked out par it and clung onto Michael's arm.
"Ew!"
"Let's me see something." He come in front of the door and sees a tarantula-like button. When he pushed the button, the door started to open very slowly.
"I think we better leave." I wanted to leave so badly, but Michael grabbed my hand and comforted me calmly par saying,
"Casey, nothing's going to happen." He smiled at me and I smiled back at him.
He led the way and walked down a small flight of stairs and see a light from a black catwalk. From the catwalk, down below they see a guy wearing all black clothing and black sunglasses and hear him talking to himself. We got down on our knees to make sure he doesn't see us and stayed quiet, so that he couldn't hear us.
"My master plan is almost complete," He said, while snacking on a handful of pop corn, maïs soufflé and potato chips, "Soon, every snot-nosed little child in this world will all be under my control."
"He wouldn't do that." Michael quietly a dit as he voice started to quiver.
"Every child will do my bidding and no one's going to stop, not even that Michael Jackson will stop me. Operation Controlled Minions will go down in history. My name will be in history, Eric Knight. Controlled Minions is ready to go." He slowly spun his globe which was covered with tarantulas and webbings.
"No." John a dit with shocked.
"He wouldn't do that."
As we looked down and hear plus of his plan, I started to feel something creeping on my hand, I turned around and see a tarentule on my hand and screamed my head off. Michael covered my head to get her to stop screaming, but Eric looked up and discovered us spying on our operation. The alarms goes off.
"Intruders!" He pointed at him. "Get them! Get them!"
We got off our knees and quickly ran to get out of there the seconde he noticed us. As we ran out of the door and into the woods, Casey looked behind her back and noticed that his army of hencemen in all black with rifles chasing after them.
"Guys, his goon gang are after us!"
As we were running, Michael digs into his pocket and grabs a red glass marble and tell us,
"Guys, get behind me!" We got behind him.
"Bye-bye guys!" He threw the marble onto the ground and the suivant thing, we ended up in some kind of .
"Michael," I asked quizzically. "Where are we?"
"This is my underground safehouse."
"I thought Neverland Ranch Valley was your own safehouse." Derek thought.
"Well, this is my other safehouse. I feet that Eric's plans to control the children of the world will have the entire world would led into world domination, which means that we have to think fast. Are toi guys ready to save the children of the world?" He placed his hand out.
We all gave each other skeptical, but relentlessly looks on our faces, but eventually, we placed our hands on haut, retour au début of each other and Michael smiled at us.
"Okay." He walks over to the bureau and grabs a box. When he opened the lid, we see walkie-talkies in black, red, and gold. I grab the red one while John picked the black one and Derek got stuck with the or one.
"Alright, toi guys divisé, split up. Whenever toi need me, look up at the sky and you'll see my lucky star."
And the suivant thing toi know, we all left the safehouse and the seconde we've left, I started to think,
"Guys, I have a feeling that what if those goons come after Michael?"
"Oh man," John let out a sign. "You're probably right."
"I have an idea," Derek thought. "I say we stay together and follow Michael to make sure that he's safe."
"And we see Eric, we'll call the cops."
"Good idea. Now, come on. It's almost nighttime."
That was part 2. Please leave a commentaire telling me if toi liked it
