Michael Jackson Imagines (3)

Michael's Got Gas (8)

I was in the kitchen cleaning up from breakfast because me and the king of pop had decided to sleep in today.

Once I was done with washing the dishes, I started to smell a funny odor in the living room, and then I traced it to the master bathroom that was near Michael's studio.

"Owwwwww....my stomach".

He groaned, holding onto his belly.

I wandered into the room as the smell became worse.

Taking out some air fresheners, I sprayed around the room and then Michael let out the biggest fart ever.

"I gotta go RIGHT NOW"!

The singer ran to the bathroom and I quietly followed him about halfway.

I could hear him pooping in the bathroom and then when he flushed the toilet, I ran back to the kitchen to pretend like nothing had ever happened.

"Ohh, my stomach was hurting so bad".

He looked like he was exhausted from going back and forth to the bathroom.

"How about we cuddle on the couch together while we watch Peter Pan"?

I asked, offering my hand.

"Sure".

Michael smiled and then he took ahold of my hand.

After I put the movie in and it started on the TV, I joined in with Michael on the big comfy couch.