♥︎ - 𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐲 26, 1996
Moon laughed and covered her face. "You're what 16?", asked conan o'brien. "Yeah", replied moon sofly. "You look like your dad, it's the eyes", said conan. Moon laughed and flipped her curly hair. A few men whistled from the audience. Moon got a little uncomfortable. "Is your dad proud of your first album?", asked conan. Moon nodded.
"He is, but he doesn't like the cover, I'm half naked", replied moon. "Do you think dad is excited for your baby brother?", asked conan. "He is, he always wanted more kids, I'm happy for him and debbie", replied moon and crossed her legs.
"Is that your natural hair?", asked conan. Moon laughed. The audience laughed too. "Yeah, my dad's genes", replied moon and smiled. "What's your favorite song from your album?", asked conan. "Um...probably...soft angels", replied moon. "How about your dad's?", asked conan.
"Definitely butterflies", replied moon. "Do you mind singing us one of your songs here tonight live?", asked conan. "Not at all, I'd loved to", replied moon and stood up. The audience clapped and cheered.
Moon was wearing a shirt in a shape of a butterfly and a short jean skirt with high heel sandals. Moon walked towards the mic and the beat dropped:
Mmm-mmm
You could give me chills
On a summer day, yeah
When we're laying still
But you make my heart race
Gonna keep me young
When we're old and grey
I know that time moves on
But some things don't changeI won't stop getting butterflies
I get 'em every time
I look into your eyes
You won't stop running through my mind
For the rest of both our lives
You give me butterflies
And I keep on getting
ButterfliesI still fall in love with you
Every time I see your eyes
It takes me back to the first time
I saw you smile
They told us we were young and dumb
We didn't know about love
Now look at all the things we've becomeI won't stop getting butterflies
I get 'em every time
I look into your eyes
You won't stop running through my mind
For the rest of both our lives
You give me butterflies
I keep on getting (keep on getting)
Keep on getting (keep on getting)
I keep on getting (keep on getting)
ButterfliesWhen you walk into the room
I'm as nervous as the day I met you
I've seen that dress on you before
But every time I do
I swear it only makes me love you moreAnd I won't stop getting butterflies
I get 'em every time, yeah
I get 'em every timeI won't stop getting butterflies
I get 'em every time
I look into your eyes
You won't stop running through my mind
For the rest of both our lives
You give me butterflies
I keep on getting (keep on getting)
Keep on getting (keep on getting)
I keep on getting (keep on getting)
ButterfliesI keep on getting
ButterfliesThe audience stood up and clapped. Moon smiled and bowed down. Conan walked towards moon and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "That was amazing, I love your voice", said conan. Moon laughed. "Thank you", said moon.
- 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃
Moon entered inside and closed the door behind her. She tried to walk quietly to her room but the sandals were loud. Michael turned on the light. Moon jumped a bit. "Dad- you scared me", said moon and covered her face. "How was the live interview?", asked michael. "It was good", replied moon and sat on the couch. "Where's debbie?", asked moon. "Asleep, she gets tired easily because of the baby", replied michael.
"I got to sing one of my songs", said moon. "Which one?", asked michael. "Butterflies", replied moon. "My favorite", said michael. "I sang it for you", said moon and smiled.
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Fanfiction𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍, the first born daughter of Michael Jackson. Michael always gave her the best childhood years without a mother by his side. Moon was born on February 11, 1980 to Michael and Tatum O'Neal.