Yet another chapter :)

Day 2 – The wicked and the weak…

'Wake up Holly'

'Get lost…'

'You want me to get the bucket again?'

Holly dragged herself out of bed and into the bathroom as Liz sat on the edge of her bed. She looked around and saw a plate on Holly's bedside table. She narrowed her eyes and picked the plate up. So she's been sneaking food huh? That girl was so sly! She thought as she took the plate over to Michael's room. He was lying across his king-sized bed, waiting for the day to begin.

'Look at this.' She said and she dropped the plate on his bed, causing a few crumbs to escape onto his bed sheet.

'What? My plate?' Michael asked confused.

'I found it in Holly's room.' He gulped, he had forgotten all about the extra pizza slice that he had given Holly last night.

'Oh right…' he said. There was no use in lying because he was useless at lying.

'You don't seem very surprised by it.' He kept silent pouting his lips. Liz did her infamous exaggerated gasp and stared at Michael. 'You gave her food didn't you?' Michael looked down. 'Michael! How do you expect her to follow any rules if you don't use discipline?'

'I'm sorry…I just couldn't stand to know that she had gone to bed hungry.' Liz sighed.

'Michael, you can't continue the rest of the week like this you know. You have to show them who's boss, don't be afraid to be strict. Promise me that the next time either of them do something wrong, you'll set the rules straight.' Michael groaned.

'Oh Liz…'

'Michael! This was the whole reason you signed up for this remember.'

'Yeah well, to be honest, I was kind of hoping that I'd be able to keep them under control in a more relaxed way. All my parents…Joseph rather, did was shout at me every time I did something wrong, but it only worked sometimes. That's why I wanted to try out a new kind of relaxed discipline.'

'Trust me Michael, that's not going to work on these kids. You're not doing it to be cruel your just doing it to keep order. Promise me?' Michael sighed in defeat.

'Okay Liz…'

'Good' Liz said and left him alone. He lay there with his thoughts, thinking about yesterday. He had spoken with the cook and Holly apparently had stormed of out of the room until the cook went back to get her. She seemed to me angry with herself for not being able to use a mop or something like that. Michael knew better than to laugh at her, besides nobody knows everything. It could have just been that she never learned or never had to use one before which was understandable, but nothing to be embarrassed about. Slowly but surely he was beginning to see why she was always on defense so much, she didn't like to be shown up, as was proven with the burnt food yesterday. That was probably the reason why she never did as she was told because she was afraid of getting it wrong.

Michael sat up. It didn't seem like Jacob was going to be much of a hassle, but Holly on the other hand… he stood up and prepared himself to go and tell them about the next task. They were going to be working together on this one and Michael prayed that Holly's seemingly negative attitude about everything wouldn't rub off on Jacob.

Let the task begin…

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'Gardening?' They said in unison. Though Jacobs voice had a little more enthusiasm and less of a 'hell no' attitude than Holly's did.

'Yeees.' Michael said playfully enhancing the word. Jacob smiled but Holly's mouth dropped in horror.

'Alright!' Jacob said and walked forward t pick up the watering can. He stood back up and both he and Michael turned to look at Holly.

'Now do you want the lawn mower of the hedge trimmers?' Michael asked and she laughed.

'Um…I want neither.' She said and turned back towards the house. Jacob grabbed her by the arm.

'Come on Hol, it could be fun.' he said

'What, standing outside in mud all day, taking the risk of being eaten alive by various bugs whilst all that time dying of sun stroke? No thanks…'

'Holly the suns not that hot today…' Michael said. 'I'm able to go outside, and I'm not supposed to be in the sun for too long so you should be fine.' Michael reassured her. She rolled her eyes at him, something that he was really beginning to loathe.

'Yeah but that's you…you're a male…' she said casually.

'Now that! Is a sexist comment.' Michael said and she stayed quiet for a few minutes having just contradicted her accusation of Michael being the only sexist one. Michael smiled and raised one eyebrow before reverting back to the subject at hand.

'Hedge trimmers or lawn mower?' he asked. She didn't answer as she folded her arms ignorantly. One more thing she hated was being proven a point. Michael blinked patiently.

'Just choose one Holly.' Jacob said and she sighed.

'Fine…give me the lawn mower. It's minimal work.' Michael smiled and picked up the portable lawn mower.

'Okay follow me.' He said and led them outside to the most unkempt section of his garden (Or to most people, it was big enough to be called a field). Holly gasped as Michael stopped right at the edge of it and peered around the whole area nodding his head.

'No way! There has got to be miles of grass, everywhere!' she complained.

'Precisely.' Michael said casually. 'This ought to keep you busy for a while.' He said and patted her on the shoulder.

'So were doing this all day?' Jacob asked.

'Well…not all day' Michael said. 'Just a couple of hours. I'll call you guys for your break at 12.' He said and then walked back towards the house. Once he had disappeared Holly turned to Jacob.

'I don't like him.' she said as she unfolded the lawn mower.

'How can you not like him? He's Michael Jackson!'

'Yeah well of course you love him, I'm surprised that at dinner the other day you didn't order his ass on a plate seeing as you love to kiss it so much!' she jeered happily.

'Ha-ha very funny.' He said. 'I think your just being silly…you always start arguments over the littlest things. They're only trying to help you.' Jacob said sticking up for them

'Okay come to think of it, Michael not half as bad as Liz!'

'…I don't know…I like her.' Jacob said. Holly rolled her eyes.

'Are you kidding me? She's a b*tch! You know she threw water on me when I was asleep yesterday? I mean who does that?'

'Yeah but it was only as a last resort, you wouldn't get up.' She scoffed at him.

'Oh my god Jake! Who's side are you on? I swear if you hadn't given me that pizza last night I probably wouldn't bother to talk to you. You're like brainless.' She said dropping the lawn mower and walking back toward the house. Jacob was left with a confused look on his face. What pizza? He shook his head and instead focused on how far away she was getting.

'Hey! Where are you going?' he called over at her. She looked over her shoulder, legs still leading her inside.

'Chill out, I'm coming back!' she said and then disappeared through the large wooden doors. He shrugged and then went over to the hose, filling his water can and preparing for the long day ahead.

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Holly had since comeback from the house with a sneaky look on her face and had begun mowing down the long blades of unnaturally green grass. She had completed a small patch of grass before looking over at Jacob who she now realized had cleverly picked the job that took the least work. Sly jerk... She thought as she shut the lawn mower off. After no longer hearing the loud hum of the machine Jacob turned around.

'What?' holly bit her lip watching him.

'Can we switch?'

'Ha! No way…' he said and she pouted at him.

'Pretty please?' she asked and for once he rolled his eyes.

'Fine.' He chucked the can over at her splashing her playfully with water.

'Thanks.' She said and went off to the flower beds he was just sprinkling.

'Jeez, this is a pretty pathetic attempt Holly!' Jake said assessing the uneven section holly had 'completed'

'Whatever.' She said and tilted the can forward as if going to gently sprinkle the plants but then with a quick flick of her wrist she turned the can upside down and practically drowned the plants with water. After emptying the can she went to fill the hose again.

'Holly you're not supposed to do that! You'll kill them!' Holly paused and turned the hose of walking over to another flower bed.

'Oh…really? Sorry I didn't know that.' She said and he raised his eyebrows up and down in reassurance. She sucked her bottom lip in before emptying the can over them again confirming that her statement was sarcastic. He sighed but didn't get involved; it's her fault if Michael's flowers all died on him at once.

After another hour of emptying the can and mowing a good amount of the lawn, Holly poured the can out one last time and then dropped it.

'Okay time for a break.' She said and walked over to the low wall that outlined part of the 'field', taking a seat there. Jacob shook his head at her and continued to mow. She stuffed her hand in her pocket and looked warily around before taking out a pack of cigarettes and lighting one up. That's when Jacob stopped and stared at her. He walked towards her, and stood towering over her.

'Holly what are you doing?' he asked in a wary tone. She paused to look him right in the eye while sucking in a mouthful of smoke.

'You're seriously asking me that? What does it look like I'm doing stupid? Now stand right here…' she said and he walked to where she pointed to.

'Why?' he asked suspiciously.

'So that no one can see me if they come out.' He lowered his eyebrows, unsure about whether he should stop her or not. Instead, he stepped aside again, just to prove that he was against her rule breaking.

'Jeez Jacob! Live a little… look you can have some if you want, I know Mick confiscated yours.' She said persuasively and Jacob raised one eyebrow.

'Yeah he did. I thought you said you didn't have any.'

'I lied.' She said smiling impishly and sucking on the little stub again. It sure did look appealing, but he didn't want to betray Michaels trust…however…it did look appealing. He groaned and sat down next to her. He yanked it out of her mouth and she yelped in defiance, thinking that he was going to throw it away but instead he brought it to his lips and breathed it in. she smiled as he released his smoke and gave it back to her. Soon enough she pulled out a little bottle out of her jacket pocket.

'What's that?' Jacob asked curiously.

'This, my friend, is an alcoholics dream! This could get you tipsy with a couple sips, drunk if you drink the whole bottle.' She said matter-of-factly and Jacob got wide eyes.

'Seriously? But look at how small the bottle is.'

'That's the beauty of it!'

'So…are you gonna drink it?' he asked as she began to open it.

'What's with you and the silly questions today? Of course I am! You want some?' she asked and he pondered it for a moment before shaking his head.

'No and I don't think you should have any either, what if Michael or Liz find out?'

'You're asking me that yet here you sit sharing a cigarette with me.' She smiled and quickly swallowed half the bottle. 'Mmm! Tasty!' she said and put the lid back on then tucked it away again. They resumed taking it in turns with the cigarette before they heard a loud yelp from somewhere nearby. They both turned into schizophrenics, instinctively turning their heads toward the house, scanning every floor window and door. But nobody was there. They heard the yelp again and looked to each other.

'What was tha-' Jacob began.

'SSSH!' she hushed him and tucked her hair behind her ear listening intently.

'Heeey!' they heard a small voice coming from the entrance of Neverland that seemed miles away from where they were. Holly squinted and looked far into the distance. There was a crowd of people at the gate.

'Hey look!' she pointed over at the gate and then sped off towards it.

'Hey! Wait for me.' Jacob called. She slowed down slightly and stopped when she had a better view of the gate. Jacob noticed that she was walking funny and swaying slightly. Maybe she wasn't kidding about the alcohol, he thought. The crowd outside the gate were holding all sorts of stuff. Pictures, banners, t-shirts you name it. They were all chanting.

'They're fans!' Holly said laughing and then walking towards them. Jacob grabbed her arm.

'Hey what are you doing?' he asked.

'Calm down, I'm just gonna go and talk to them…' she said and went to move but was again held back by Jacobs grip on her arm.

'No!'

'Why not?'

'I don't think were allowed.' He said and she yanked her arm away from him.

'Oh and who are you my mother? Just chill dweeb.' She said chucking her cigarette to the floor and walking off towards the crowd. 'Hello…hi there…' he heard her greeting them and he was left there wringing his hands. He really didn't want to get involved, but for Holly sake, he thought he should go along just to supervise. He approached the crowd and stood by the gate looking straight at Holly who was shaking hands through the gate. 'Hey…hello…hi…'

'What's it like! What's it like to be on the other side of the gate!' a plump women in the crowd burst out.

'Oh it's just excellent.' Holly replied with a toothy smile.

'Oh let us in please!' another women screamed.

'Believe me; I would if I could….' Holly said and smiled at all of them. 'And unfortunately, I can't…but I'm open to questions!' she said brightly.

'Holly!' Jacob hissed to her but she took no notice of him.

'Oh wow, there's so much I wanna ask. What's it like to have him so close? What does his breathe smell like? What cologne does he use? Oh and what did he have for dinner yesterday?' the plump women asked dreamily.

'Well to tell you the truth it's absolutely horrible! His breath smells like burnt toast! I don't know the cologne but I'm guessing it's homemade because it reeks! Oh and he had live chicken soup with apple soda.' She grinned and the audience looked horrified. She laughed for a little while but felt lonely realizing that nobody was laughing with her. 'Okay guys that was just a joke…' she said and the audience broke out into 'oh's!' 'Hey you guys don't seem half bad.' She said and then turned to the advanced electronic panel which opened the gate. 'Hmm…hey, I wonder what the code is on this thing anyway...' She said and began pressing random buttons. Jacob ran up to her and dragged her away.

'Holly! What. Are. You. Doing? Come on, the jokes gone too far now! Sober up!' he whispered and she patted him away.

'Will you stop being so uptight already? Look, Ill press buttons of I want to, Naaaah!' she teased while running her fingers up and down the panel. Jacob went to pull her hands away again before they heard a loud click of the gate. Everybody paused in unison for a fraction of a second. The last thing Jacob heard was the deafening scream of what seemed like at least a hundred girls all at one time before they slammed the gate open right into him, knocking him down to the ground and rushed inside. 'Sh*T sh*t sh*T sh*t sh*T! Oh f*ck no!' Holly swore frantically and all she could do was watch in horror as a storm of women rushed up the pathway to the mansion. There's no way this was going to end well…

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'Is she still mad?' Liz asked and Michael shrugged while sipping his hot chocolate at the dining room table.

'I don't know…hopefully not. She didn't seem too cross with me today' Michael smiled slightly to himself thinking about how he had proven her wrong about the whole sexism thing. He took another sip and stood up to stretch. 'Well speaking of Holly and Jake, I guess I had better go and call them for their break a-' he started before hearing a loud thud outside in the main hall way. He heard multiple voices and then he looked to Liz. What on earth? He thought as he swung his dining room door open.

To this day, Michael would vow that that was the worst mistake of his life…

He soon found himself face to face with a mob of women. It took his brain a while to function before he could comprehend the situation at hand. He was snapped right back into full force thinking power as soon as the mob screamed his name in a deafening unison. 'MICHAAAAAAEEEEEL! !' he whimpered, and even contemplated just standing there and crying once they all came running at him. That was what his mind was telling him to do whereas his arms and legs seemed to act all on their own. He instinctively slammed the door shut and tried to reach to locks at the top without releasing pressure on the door.

'What the-' liz looked up stunned

'HELP ME LIZ!' Michael cried as the women finally reached the door and came slamming into it full force. Damn why are these locks so darn high? Michael thought frantically. Liz hopped out of her seat and she too tried to slam the door shut but it was no use. They're attempt was feeble against the eager stampede of fans. Within seconds the door was quickly pushed open again and this time Liz was knocked to the ground. Michael had no time to even be concerned for his friend because as soon as he looked her way the crowd rushed in and literally jumped on him. It was seriously like what he would imagine being shot by a cannonball would feel like as he was thrown full force back onto the dining room table, completely winded. Girls from all angles were tearing at his clothes. Some had succeeded in ripping off his shirt and unbuckling his pants.

Kissing, pulling, licking, touching (where they had not been given permission to touch!) while Michael tried in vain to swat them away and get up but he was soon pinned down all together.

It was all over now… Michael thought as he lay back and closing his eyes preparing himself to be severely sexually abused right there on his own dining room table when his bodyguard came hurrying in and dragging girls away one by one. It had been at least ten minutes before they managed to pry the last girl off of Michael. Michael managed to now, for once, look down at himself. His shirt had disappeared right off his back and his pants were down at his ankles, boxers in plain view but only pulled down slightly, still covering the essentials. Even though nothing overly drastic had happened Michael was fuming.

'HOW THE HELL DID THEY GET IN?' he shouted while trying to zip his pants back up with shaky hands.

'Tell that girl that was outside that I said thank you for fulfilling my dreams…' It was the plump fan. 'I LOVE YOU MICHAAAAAELLL!' she screamed before she was dragged out of the door. Michael's eye started twitching with rage as he looked over as Liz who was being helped up by two body guards.

'FRED!'

'Yes sir?' one of his bodyguards answered.

'Bring me those kids…' Michael growled through gritted teeth as he stomped out and up the stairs to get himself a t-shirt. When he came back down he went back into the dining room and sat on the table waiting- just, waiting... He temporarily noticed the camera men with their cameras on him and he narrowed his eyes. 'AND I WANT THAT PART OF THE FOOTAGE CUT TOO!' he shouted. They nodded and bent down ready to capture what was about to come.

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