Michael
One night, I was sitting helplessly in the bed, Michael's arms cuddled around me. This pregnancy was like a mosquito sucking all the blood out of me. This baby has been kicking and rolling around the whole time. I put the covers over me and turned on my side. I was completely asleep until I felt a stomp in my stomach. " Eeeee!" I screamed out. Michael sprang up out of the bed. " It's time! It's time! Come on Fancy, our baby is about to be born!!!!" He shoved his jeans on and ran out the door. No shoes, no shirt. No nothing! " Wait! Michael, it was just a kick! I'm fine!" I said, yelling after him.
Michael came back in the bedroom, shoving his jeans back off and falling onto the bed. " This dang baby can't make up its mind!!! This is driving me crazy Fancy!" He yelled, face down in his pillow. " Honey, everything will be alright! I've had a good pregnancy." I said, patting my enormous belly.
Michael glanced over at me. " You're right. The baby will be a beautiful and healthy girl." I smiled at him. " I know. She will be a absolute gem!" I pulled the warm covers over me. " Good night Mikey. I love you!" I said, kissing him. " Night Tenderoni." He said, clicking the light off.
The Next Day....
" OH MY GOD!!!!" I screamed. The baby was stomping and it really hurt! Michael came rushing in. " It's coming! The baby is coming!!!" I yelled. Michael's eyes were the size of birthday cakes. " Okay. Honey, we're gonna go to the hospital. Can ya try to keep the little miracle shoved in there?" He asked. " Michael!!! Get me to the HOSPITAL!!!!!!!!!" I yelled, kicking and screaming. He swallowed hard. " Okay, Okay!" He helped me up and rushed me to the car. Michael's guard Steve drove us to the hospital.
After 2 hours of being in labor, I finally had my little baby. I named her Summer Marie Jackson. She has the cutest little feet! Michael smiled at me. " You did a fine job Fancy," he said, looking over at Summer. " A fine, fine job." I giggled. " You ain't bad yourself." I said, resting my hands on his shoulders. " You're gonna be a great mother." He said. THE END
Stay Tuned For The Next Story in the Series called " Summer the Superstar" about Summer growing up and talking about being the daughter of the King of Pop.
Fancy
Michael holding his newborn daughter Summer
"The King Of Pop"
His Extraordinary Gifts were Shared By All Of Us As He Excited Our Senses With Music And Dance, As Exemplified In The epic Albums "Bad","Thriller",And The Sounds And Beat Of "Billie Jean". His Stage Presence Was Always An Extravaganza That At Times Mirrored His Daily Life. He Offered everone His Music And Love With a White Gloved Hand Extended Out To All! He Contributed His Time And Treasure To So Many Worthy Causes As He Truly Believed "We Are The World".
We Now Celebrate Michael's Life's Work As We Reach Out And Eternally Hold That Gloved Hand And Remember Him Forever In His Music - He Made Us Feel So Good. We Love You Michael Jackson .
His Extraordinary Gifts were Shared By All Of Us As He Excited Our Senses With Music And Dance, As Exemplified In The epic Albums "Bad","Thriller",And The Sounds And Beat Of "Billie Jean". His Stage Presence Was Always An Extravaganza That At Times Mirrored His Daily Life. He Offered everone His Music And Love With a White Gloved Hand Extended Out To All! He Contributed His Time And Treasure To So Many Worthy Causes As He Truly Believed "We Are The World".
We Now Celebrate Michael's Life's Work As We Reach Out And Eternally Hold That Gloved Hand And Remember Him Forever In His Music - He Made Us Feel So Good. We Love You Michael Jackson .
Live and sigh, crying eyes
Your touch, your heart, your warmth, your lullaby
Live to dream, don't it seem
The tears, the pain, the hurt, reality
Don't you know these dreams, I wish could be
The real you and me
I come running back to you
You push me away, you push
Push me away
Darken days, please go away
The nights are bright, delight dream, and stay
As I dream loving you
Your touch, your heart, your warmth, please come true
Don't you know these dreams, I wish could be
The real you and me
I come running back to you
You push me away, you push
Push me away
Don't you know these dreams, I wish could be
The real you and me
I come running back to you
You push me away, you push
You push me away
Your touch, your heart, your warmth, your lullaby
Live to dream, don't it seem
The tears, the pain, the hurt, reality
Don't you know these dreams, I wish could be
The real you and me
I come running back to you
You push me away, you push
Push me away
Darken days, please go away
The nights are bright, delight dream, and stay
As I dream loving you
Your touch, your heart, your warmth, please come true
Don't you know these dreams, I wish could be
The real you and me
I come running back to you
You push me away, you push
Push me away
Don't you know these dreams, I wish could be
The real you and me
I come running back to you
You push me away, you push
You push me away
