Michael Jackson, the King of Pop has finished his Dangerous World Tour. He came back to Neverland Ranch to mind you, Paris Jackson. You are swaddled in a little blanket, held by Michael’s nurturing arms.

“My love is so bright,” He began, “…but affection and nurture matters.” he continued.

“The way I would cradle,” he concluded, his voice barely above a whisper, “and the way I smile.”

Michael cradled you in his arms, his warm chest serving as a pillow.

“Your happiness and well-being is my top priority.” Michael continued to explain with a tinge of affection.

You coo, feeling his warm breath washing over your head.

“You matter so much to me. You’ll never be alone, I am always there for you when you needed me the most.” he mused, he kissed on your forehead, brushing the strands of your hair.

“…I love you.” He said, a final word escaped his lips before he knocked off. Michael sleeps while cradling you. The animals surrounded you and your father.