💕Michael Jackson This Is It Imagines 💕

Thanksgiving 🥧

It was officially Thanksgiving 2025, and I was cooking the food. Michael's sisters, Janet and Latoya, were helping me out.

This year was a little bit different because Michael was going Christmas shopping the day before Black Friday because most people were either celebrating with their families or traveling to see their family for Thanksgiving.

He was excited about everything, and had left early in the morning while his children were still in bed asleep so he could get a head start.

At 4:00 p.m, Prince, Paris, and Blanket were all playing a board game together when their father walked in.

"Daddy"!

The children excitedly ran to greet their famous father and Michael hugged them all, kissing them on their forehead.

"Where were you, Daddy"?

Paris asked.

"We haven't seen you all day"!

Prince laughed, and then Blanket noticed the shopping bags that Michael's two bodyguards, Bill and Javon, were helping him carry into the house.

"Ah ah ah...no peeking".

Michael told his children, and they all giggled.

About 30 minutes later, while I was setting up table with the Thanksgiving themed plates, utensils, and napkins, my tortoiseshell cat Cinnamon started meowing as she could smell the food. Upon seeing the freshly baked rolls, she licked her lips and jumped up on the kitchen counter and snatched one in her mouth.

Michael walked into the kitchen to help lay out the dishes of different food on the table.

I gasped when I saw what Cinnamon was doing.

"Cinnamon...Put that back".

Michael said to the cat in a gentle, but firm tone.

Cinnamon just looked at us before darting away with the roll in her jaws.

"Cinnamon"!

Paris called out, and she began chasing her.

Prince and Blanket soon joined in.

But Cinnamon darted underneath Michael's bed, and she moved further away where they couldn't reach her.

"We tried Daddy. But she was too fast".

Paris told Michael, as she and her siblings walked back into the kitchen, all three of them panting a little.

"It's okay, kids. But where is she hiding"?

Michael smiled at his children.

"Underneath your bed".

Prince replied.

I shook my head in disbelief with a smile.

"That cat needs to learn some manners..."