Michael and Peter

***Peter***

"Michael c'mon we gotta hurry!'' Quincy Jones yelled at Michael. Michael woke up suddenly. "What day is it...'' Michael mumbled quietly. "MICHAEL!" A few people screamed. Michael sighed. "I'm comin' i'm comin'...'' He said slowly getting out of bed. Michael got ready slowly and when he was finished, he heard someone yell ''Quincy let the man sleep! He has worked to hard! The tour is in a few days, and we were perfect yesterday." "Dan, are you outta your mind?! It has to perfect EVERY single time not just once! Yell at me again and your fired!" Michael heard Quincy yell. Then there was silence. "Fine! If your gonna be rude Quince...I QUIT!" The man -Dan- yelled. "Dan! Oh c'mon! I was kidding! Yell at me all you want! Please! Your perfect with the clothes! Michael wont be the same!'' Quincy said. Michael hurried outside, just as Quincy watched a man drive away with his stuff. "Well...guess you'll be naked on stage!" Quincy said. Michael chuckled. "Quincy..." Michael started. "Sorry Mike! He just...I just...you just..."Quincy sighed. "I just got angry at the man! Look, we will find someone else..." "Promise?" Michael asked. Quincy nodded. "yes, yes...now you go get some rest or feed that snake of yours. I'll get someone.'' Quincy said. Michael smiled. "Quincy, if you fail me, i'll be naked on stage!" Michael said. "well, at least the girls will like it!" Quincy said laughing. Michael shuddered. "You know, if we don't find someone, i will wear a towel...with my bathing suit underneath.'' Michael said. They laughed. "I'll be outside." Michael said walking to the back door. "Got it!'' Quincy said.

 Michael went outside and breathed in the cold misty air. It smelled beautiful. He walked to a nearby bench and sat down. "I wish the world could just be calm like this...Just peaceful." He said to himself. He closed his eyes and listened to the wind blow slowly. It was like it was talking to him. He opened his eyes and looked at the sky. Just then something caught his eye. It was a shadow in the sky flying around. Michael stood up and tried to figure out what it was. The shadow seemed to have flied down on the floor and was sneaking around. It looked like a person's shadow. "What in the world..." Michael whispered. Michael's curiosity got the best of him and he began to follow the shadow around the garden. When he was behind the building he heard a voice. It was a boy's voice and it was soft. It whispered something. Michael froze. 'Who could it be?' Michael thought. 'Maybe he's poor and he is seeking shelter and warmth? Eh, I'll go say Hello.' Michael sighed and started walking slowly toward the voice. He looked around the corner to see a boy with orange\red hair wearing green clothes, and a green hat with with a feather on top. He was looking at a little ball of light. "Its not here Tink! I've searched everywhere! Huh? Oh your right! He might be back at home! Who knew shadows could be so quick!" Said the boy. "Shadow?" Michael asked confused. The boy turned around slowly.

"Um...hi?" The boy said confused. Michael laughed. "Sorry for interrupting! Do mind if i ask Who you are?" Michael said. The ball of light hid behind the boy. "Oh, uh its alright. Im Peter, i am just looking for my uh, dog named Shadow...he got lost a few hours ago." The boy said smiling. Michael looked at him. "Okay, first off Peter, Where are your parents and second Why in the world would a dog be on a roof?!" Michael asked. Peter sighed. He stared at Michael for a minute then smiled. His feet came off the ground and he flew to Michael. "First, i have NO idea where my parents are, and second my so-called dog is an actual shadow and he escaped my home a few hours ago." Peter said walking in the air near Michael. Michael just stared at Peter. "Im dreaming...Im dreaming..."He said terrified. Peter laughed. "Are you okay man? Man...that doesn't sound right! What's your name?" Peter asked. "Michael...Michael Jackson" Michael said still staring at Peter. "Michael...I like that name! It sounds like a prince's name." Peter said putting his feet on the floor.

"Thanks." Michael said dreamily. Peter looked at Michael. "Will you help me?" Peter asked. Michael snapped out of a day dream. "Huh? With what?" Michael asked. Peter shook his head. "To find my shadow!" Peter said. "MICHAEL!!!!!" Michael heard someone yell from inside. Peter jumped. "Who's that?!" Peter asked terrified. Michael sighed. "That's my friend Quincy. Quincy Jones. We are going around the world to preform to many people in a few days. Sorry Peter i cant, im very busy." Michael said. He kneeled down beside Peter. "Maybe later." He said. Peter crossed his arms together. He thought. "Can i come inside? Its cold out here!" Peter asked. Michael sighed again. "Fine!" Michael said. Peter laughed which made Michael smile. Peter quickly ran inside. "PETER WAIT!" Michael said running after him. When he got inside he was face to face with Quincy. "Who in the world is Peter? Your tree friend?!" Quincy asked. Michael looked around Quincy. "uh, sure yea..." Michael said.

Quincy shook his head. "Michael you look like you need a nap and its only 10 am!" Quincy said. Michael smiled and patted Quincy's shoulder. "Right, Right...Look Quincy i gotta look for something, we will get back to this red lamb conversation later." Michael said hurring off to find Peter. Quincy was about to say something then he stopped confused. "Red lamb?" He asked himself. Quincy shook his head, and chuckled to himself. Michael ran into every room whispering, "Peter? Peter where are you?!" Finally he heard a voice say. "Michael Jackson Thriller..." Michael ran into his room. "This is you?" Peter said when Michael got inside. Michael smiled. "Yep!" He said proudly. "This is doesn't look much like you now." Peter said showing Michael the CD picture. Michael didn't say anything. "I'm getting older Peter. Things change. I got plastic surgery, i got a a skin disorder and i got lied about." Michael said. Peter looked at the CD then back at Michael. "Your eyes..."Peter said. "What about them? Do THEY look different now?" Michael said sarcastically. Peter shook his head and smiled. "They still have the same twinkle." Peter said looking at Michael smiling.

"Alright Peter i WILL help you look for your shadow." Michael said sitting on his bed. "Took a while!" Peter said laughing. "Very funny. Where do you think your uh, shadow will be?" Michael asked. "Well, Tink said-" "Tink? Who's that?" Michael interrupted. Peter slapped his forehead. "Oh right! I forgot to tell you! Tinker Bell is my friend. She's a fairy from my home." Peter said. Michael stared at Peter in shock. "There are fairies where you come from?!" Michael asked. Peter smiled and nodded. "Yep. Tink, you can come out now!" Peter said. The ball of light that Michael had seen before came out from behind Peter it made a twinkling noise. "Anyways, Tink here said that she saw my shadow go back to my home. So if you would like to..." Peter said quietly. Michael jumped up quickly. "Yes, i would love to go to your home to look for your shadow!" Michael said happily. Peter laughed. "Did I tell you what my home is called?" He asked Michael. Michael thought for a moment then shook his head. "No...Is it like Fairytale land or something?" Michael guessed. Peter smiled. "Close i guess! Its called Neverland. When you go there, you never grow up." Peter said. Michael smiled. "Neverland.." He echoed quietly. Peter smiled.