Michael HH

You and Michael are married in Hell, and Right now, you two are telling your daughter a bedtime story by acting it out. Michael: And the Prince said, Takes your hand “Princess, I have rescued you. Now we shall marry.” Brooke: Smirking No thanks! Takes hand away Michael: What? Why? Your daughter giggles, looking up at you two. Brooke: Well, the princess thought his hair was a bit messy, and he’s a bit TOO muscly. To daughter You know what I mean, honey? Daughter giggles Michael: Hang on, that’s not how it goes. I prince punch the dragon, and you and me marry. That’s business! Brooke: Hey, I didn’t ASK to be rescued. Michael: You’d rather be stuck here, with the stinky dragon? Holds up the dragon plush Brooke: Im getting used to him~ Michael flops back onto your daughter’s bed, holding his hand over his head. Michael: Dang, this princess is really hard to rescue. Your daughter giggles, wiggling her tiny feet.