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Michael's sharp eyes were glued to the two teenage forms that were slowly being herded around the corner and into his dining room. They were ushered into two chairs in front of Michael, who was sitting on the dining table looking agitated beyond belief, by Michael's loyal bodyguard Fred. They both sat staring at the ground biting their lips in silence. Michael hunched his shoulders over leaning in to peer at their faces closely but to his surprise equal amounts of guilt shone on both their faces, so he couldn't really pinpoint a ring leader. Though he already had an idea…

He cleared his throat…

'Okay…any of you care to tell me what went on just then?' he asked surprisingly calmly though his voice was trembling.

'…You called us in here?' holly asked like the natural 'smart mouth' she thought she was. Michael narrowed his eyes at her.

'Girl, I'm not playin! You know what I'm talking about!' He spat, surprisingly loudly. It didn't look like his tone of voice was going to go any lower from this point on though, he didn't have the patience, the heart or Elizabeth Taylor to calm him down seeing as she was upstairs taking a relaxing bath, she had received a couple scratches from being trampled and pushed across the room. Holly didn't retaliate. 'What happened?' he asked again shouting loudly both of them jumped but didn't say anything. 'Holly?' she just lifted her head again to stare him straight in the eye. He knew she wasn't going to say a thing. 'Jacob?'

Not a word…

'Well…Seeing as you don't wanna tell me what you did, I'll tell you what you did! You put me and Liz in so much danger! And yes Liz isn't here; she got hurt because, one of you opened the gate! Do you guys know what could have happened?'

'…well judging by the fact that one of the fans left with your shirt…' Holly started.

'Oh don't you even go there girl! Holly looked down again. 'How dare you! How dare either of you! Who opened the gate?' Michael yelled losing even more of his patience. In disbelief that the kids would go so far as to open his private space to a bunch of strangers. Nobody answered his question. 'WHO OPENED THE GATE?' Holly stayed quite as did Jacob for the simple fact that was, he didn't want to be a rat. 'OH NEITHER OF YOU ARE TALKING HUH? Alright…' Michael looked over at another one of his bodyguards who was plugging in wires to his laptop. 'While you two were on your way I got Harvey here to get me the footage from my cameras.' Both their eyes widened, they knew they were busted. 'Damn right you're busted!' Michael said as if reading their minds. 'Imma give you one last chance to spit it out.' He said but they both remained quite. He stared at them angrily. 'Fine have it your way! Okay Harvey, play the footage please.' Michael said. He was serious as hell about this. Never before had he witnessed such disobedience. He was still shaking as traumatic scenes of what could have happened flashed through his mind.

They all sat and watched themselves on the screen. Holly saw that Michael too was on the footage earlier that day explaining about their task. Her eyes slid across the screen where she knew, later in the footage, would show her and Jacob smoking and just her drinking. Harvey put the clip on fast forward and soon enough the incriminating scene of them came up.

'Hey wait!' Michael yelped quickly. 'Go back…' he said, eyes sharp as an eagles'. Holly bit her lip and took the chance to look over at Jacob who was sitting in silent prayer. Harvey replayed the scene and Michael gasped then looked back at them. 'Drinking and smoking? AFTER I TOLD YOU? BOTH OF YOU! Jacob I'm especially disappointed in you' his voice gradually switched through the tones. He returned his attention to the video and saw Holly staggering to the gate. He narrowed his eyes when he saw her talking to the crowd. 'Holly…' he started but couldn't find words. Instead he just stared back at the screen and to his 'surprise' saw her pressing various buttons on the panel…then saw Jacob trying to stop her…then her pressing the buttons again…then the gates opening…then the girls running in…then Holly swearing and Jacob on the floor hugging his sides.

Harvey stopped the footage and Michael shook his head at the both of them in disbelief. Jacob looked up his lip trembling as Michael looked down on him with shame. He opened his mouth to defend himself but Michael cut him off with a simple hand gesture before he turned his attention on Holly.'What on God's green planet possessed you to do that Holly? You put my home and everyone in it, in danger!' Holly must felt guilty but still couldn't stifle an ignorant shrug of the shoulder.

'…I'm sorry…' she said without much effort.

'No girl, I'm sorry! Thinking that I could even trust you guys for one minute alone! I guess you know what this means right? You two are going to have to be under my constant supervision, like babies! And unfortunately, but you brought it on yourselves, I'm gonna have to search your bags.' Michael said and then Holly immediately started to complain.

'No! I don't want you looking through my things! That's my private stuff!' she whined.

'Well you seemed to have no problem opening up my private house to a bunch of strangers did you?' Michael asked and she kept silent folding her arms and giving him her infamous attitudinal pose. 'You're first Jacob, come with me.' Michael said and they both went up to Jacobs's room. Michael unzipped his bag and crouched down while he emptied this and that. Michael didn't find anything much. T-shirts, jeans, condoms, trainers- wait a minute! 'What are these?' Michael asked holding up the packet in plain view. Jacob flushed a funny color red as Michael addressed this particular item.

'Oh…um…they're…uh…well…they're…d-don't you know what they are?' Jacob asked too embarrassed to say it out loud.

'Yes but I'm asking you'

'It's protection…'

'From what?'

'Babies…'

'And how are babies made?'

'….Mr. Jackson….please don't ask me this on TV.'

'No I wanna know if you know, because you're not even 18 yet, your still practically a child, you really shouldn't have these.'

'I know but…just in case…'

'Okay fair enough but…why did you bring them here?' Jacob fell silent and shifted awkwardly on his bed.

'I don't know I take them everywhere…?' Michael saw right through him.

'Whatever you were expecting to happen, kill the thought right now. Hear me?'

'Yes sir.'

'Good, this check is done.' Michael said and stood up leaving the packet in the bag. Holly was already on the landing with crossed arms. She narrowed her eyes as she walked back to her room and Michael followed. She flopped down on her bed with folded arms Michael knelt down ready to search. Cigarettes, jeans, cigarettes, booze, t-shirts, shoes. Michael stood up with a whole two hand full's of goodies. He glanced over at her with a very serious glare. 'Why did you lie to me Holly? When I asked you if you had anything, you told me no.'

'Obviously I wasn't gonna tell you, I don't want you to take my stuff.'

'well surely you must have known that I was going to find out eventually so your stuff is still going to get taken away, only difference is that you now lost my trust.' He said and stood up to leave.

'Hey…wait! W-where are you gonna put it?' she asked suddenly frantic as she realized that this would be the end of her smoking. How else was she supposed to relive her stress? She thought.

'Away.' He said and moved to go out of the bedroom. She ran out after him.

'No don't! Give it back, please! I need it!'

'Girl look how young you are and yet you drink and smoke. Don't you know that It's dangerous? Especially for someone as young as you, I'm 34 years old and I have never smoked or drank in my life.'

'Yeah that's because you don't have a life! You're crazy, give it back!'

'Oh really, you call this not having a life?' he asked referring to his mansion. 'This is evidence Holly, if you work hard you can ac-'

'I really don't give a monkey's ass! Just give me back my stuff now!'

'No.' Michael said and was about to go down the stairs when she attempted to grab the bottle out of his hands.

'Give it back!' she screamed. 'I need them!'

'No you don't, now stop this girl!'

'LET GO!' she shouted and tugged with more force the bottle slipped out of Michaels hands and flew out of Holly's. With nothing to break its fall, the bottle took a dramatic tumble and smashed to the floor. Holly stood there with her mouth aghast. 'Look what you did!' she yelled with tears building up in her eyes. She looked overtly angry with her hands shaking and face turning red. Michael expected her to do something drastic but surprisingly, all she did was spin violently around and run back into her room. Michael shook his head and went downstairs to throw the remaining cigarettes away. He was shocked to find Liz sitting at the table

'What was all that shouting about?' Liz asked with a worried look on her face.

'Her bottle of alcohol smashed after she decided to try and fight me for it.' Michael said. He usually got very upset when kids misbehaved but he was still angry from the gate opening incident earlier that there was no room to feel sympathy. 'So we have now also become a rehab clinic.' Michael said and walked out the room. Liz just sat confused and shrugged.

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After another very awkward silent dinner the crowd dispersed and Michael as usual was left to his thoughts. He was thinking about both kids now. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to leave them alone. Although he was still irritated with them, he didn't like to hold grudges so he guessed he'd better go and make the first step towards building a good relationship…again…like he always did. He dragged himself up the stairs intent on heading for Jacobs room but before he knew it, his hand was on the door knob to Holly's room. He knocked the door but didn't hear a reply. After a couple minutes he opened the door and walked in to find her laying face down on her bed.

'Holl-'

'Ugh! Leave. Me. alone! Why won't you just leave me alone?'

'because it's not good for you to be left alone, that's when you have the most time to think, and when you're angry, that's when hate has time to build up.' Michael said knowledgably.

'Yeah well, lucky for you, I don't hate you.'

'You don't…?'

'No…I despise you!' she said and Michaels look turned into one of hurt.

'Holly that's a horrible thing to say…'

'It's a truthful thing to say.' She said.

'I bet you don't even know the meaning of the word because if you did, you'd know that to assign that to a person is terrible'

'Well deal with it, babe.' She said and Michael narrowed his eyes not liking what she just called him, made him feel like he was being spoken down to.

'Holly why are you so on defense all the time?'

'Because that's just me, and I wouldn't have to be so defensive if I had something to relax me. For example, my cigarettes.'

'Or you could find something else to entertain you, for example a hobby of some kind.' She scoffed and brought her arms up to cross them underneath her face. Michael took this chance to expand on what he was saying. 'It wouldn't be too hard to find one…what do you like to do?'

'Party.' She said and Michael stayed silent. She looked up from her face down position and Michael noticed that her eyes were now pink and slightly puffy. 'I like to smoke and pump loud music, and drink until I feel that I'm about to slip unconscious, or even worse…'

'Holly…'

'What? You asked…So can I make a hobby of that?'

'No but you can make a hobby out of taking your attention away from that.' Michael said keenly.

'Phuh, no thanks, I like my life just the way it is. I don't need some sucky hobby to take up all my free time. I'd prefer to get wasted' She insisted and put her head back on her arms.

'Are you sure?'

'Yes I'm sure…'

'But are you certain about that?'

'Positive.'

'Because I think that you are better than all that booze and whatever. I think your'e actually smart enough to make something of your life, you know achieve something-'

'What like you?'

'Well if you feel that I have something worth obtaining and worth working for then-'

'Well I'm not you! And I'm glad, I wouldn't wanna be, now will you leave me alone?' Michael threw his hands up and let them fall back down next to his legs.

'Fine! Geez, I don't even know why I bother…' Michael said and stood up straight, ready to exit. He got to the door before looking over his shoulder. 'Oh… and by the way I'm sorry about having to throw away all your stuff… just doing my job.'

'It's fine.' Holly said and Michael raised both eyebrows. Really? He thought.

'Really?' he sounded out loud eyeing her suspiciously.

'Yup…'

'So…No hard feelings? No insults you want to throw at me? No arguments you wanna start with me?'

'Nope…'

'…oh…well…righty then…uh…goodnight, Holly.'

'Night.' She said and he shut the door. Well she took the apology better than I thought she would…Michael thought. Maybe he would be able to start a clean slate much quicker than he'd thought.

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Coming up…

*'Rise and shine Mick!'

'HOLLY! GIVE IT TO ME!'

*'Oh my god! Does Michael know?'

'Yeah…but come to think of it, he was kinda upset…'

*Jacob threw down his sponge.

'No! I give up I'm sick of this!'

'Jacob!'

'Jackson!'

*'Man, you have this all wrong, you do not do what you want to! I tell you what to do.'

'Well I'm fed up of these damn rules!'

*'YOU WANNA PAY 50, 000 DOLLARS FOR A NEW ORNAMENT?'

'No I-'

'THEN I SUGGEST YOU WALK WITH CARE!' Michael shouted in his face.

And in Part 2

*'that's just beautiful.'

'I know…'

*'it's from your mother.'

'I still don't want it.'

'What happened to your dad?'

'That doesn't matter…look the relationship between me and my dad has nothing to do with you.'

'Just tell me Jacob…'

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