Soon after, a week passed and Becca was waiting for Paris to return home. Michael had to get some things done real quick, and today being Thanksgiving, he was excited. Soon, Paris walked through the door. "Becca! I'm back!" She said. "I'm in the kitchen, Paris! Come help. We gotta get cooking before your father gets home." Becca said. "Right!" Paris ran into the jikoni and started getting things out. (It was about 8 in the morning) Since it doesn't take long to cook the mashed potatoes, peas, stuffing and pie, they had to start with the chicken. It didn't take it long to fry, but they had to have fun with it and add a little spice to it. Boys and spiciness, she didn't understand them, but she knew of spices. Paris looked up at her. "Becca, wewe seem to know something...what's up?" "Oh, just the spices. I know what spices your father likes." She starts putting the spices on the chicken. "Think dad will like this?" "I'm sure of it, Paris." Becca got to thinking. 'At least, I hope he does.' She thought as they continued cooking. They moved onto the pie inayofuata since it had to cool off for a few hours.
After all the cooking is done
The pie is cooling off in the fridge and everything is all set up. Becca and Paris looked at it and nodded to each other. "We did good, Paris." She said. Paris smiled. "Yes we did, Becca. Should we get them?" She asked. "Yeah, we should. Go get your brothers, I'll go get your father." They mgawanyiko, baidisha and went to get them. Becca went to the bedroom and walked inside. Michael was sitting on the couch, kusoma a book. Becca came up behind him and blindfolded him. "Hey! What's this for??" He asked. "It's a surprise, Michael! Heehee. Come along." Then Becca starts guiding him to the dining room. Becca saw Paris with Prince and Blanket and nodded to take off their blindfolds. Becca removed Michael's and he looked at what they did. "Oh my God...Becca, Paris...it's...it's wonderful." Michael smiled. Becca pulled out his chair and had him sit down. Soon, Becca sat down inayofuata to Michael, then Paris sat inayofuata to her. On Michael's right, wewe see Prince and Blanket sit down. "Ok, first off, let's go around the meza, jedwali and say what we're thankful for. Who wants to go first?" Becca asked as she looked around. "I will, Becca. Anyway, I'm thankful for Becca being here with us, and thankful for my dad and my brothers for being my family." Paris said. "That's sweet. Blanket, would wewe like to go?" Blanket nodded. "Well, I'm thankful for the same things Paris said. I'm glad she's my sister and I'm thankful for wewe being our new mommy." He said. "Awe, thanks, Blanket. But we're not quite there yet. Prince?" Prince nodded and started. "Well, I'm thankful for school, friends, family, and for Becca being here with us." He alisema and Becca about felt a tear fall down her cheek. "My turn. Well, I'm thankful for my family, work, and the upendo of my life...Becca. She's been here for us when we needed it, and now she's gonna be apart of the family herself." Becca about cried. She felt tears falling down her cheeks and quickly wiped them away. "Well, since I'm last, I'd just like to say...I'm thankful for all of you. Michael, wewe helped me through so much during rehearsals and believed I could be like you. Paris, wewe were a great helper for everything and wewe felt like my own daughter. Prince, wewe were so energetic and everything, kind of like my brother. Blanket, even though wewe are shy, wewe are the best little boy I ever met. All the other boys would be jealous of you." They all felt tears fall down their cheeks and chuckled a little bit. "Since that's all alisema and done, let's eat." Becca stood up and showed a fried chicken. Michael saw it and went wide eyed. "A fried chicken? In place of a turkey?" He asked. "Yep, still in the style of a turkey, so it's all good. Grab what wewe can, everyone, we also have pie in the fridge if wewe finish." Prince, Blanket and Michael looked at each other and started grabbing food. Becca and Paris giggled and grabbed some for themselves. Becca wasn't much of a meat eater anyway, she made it for Michael and the others. She only grabbed some peas, mashed potatoes, gravy, and stuffing.
After dinner
Becca went into the jikoni and brought out the pie and whipped cream with a knife. They looked at it and they can smell the flavor. Becca placed it on the meza, jedwali and started cutting it out. Paris got the little plates and Becca placed the slices on them and squirted the whipped cream on them and handed them out. "Here wewe go, boys. Enjoy." She said, smiling. They got their forks and started eating it. "This is really good, Becca." Michael said. "Eh, no biggie. It's something at least. I'll make apple pie inayofuata time." She got her slice, along with Paris and they started eating their slices.
After pie
Becca and Paris grabbed the plates and started washing them. Prince and Blanket and Michael put the left over chakula in the fridge. Once Becca and Paris were done cleaning the dishes, they started getting ready for bed. Becca and Michael went to the back and Becca got to thinking. 'I need to ask my mother if I have an older sibling, because Andy looks a lot like her.' She thought. "Michael, I gotta call my parents." She told him. "To tell them about the engagement?" He asked. "One, yes. Two, about Andy. He looks like my mother. He may be my actual older brother..." Michael nodded and sat on the kitanda while Becca went to get her laptop. She sat down inayofuata to him and logged in and got on Skype. Since it was about 9 here, she'd have to call about now. She looked and saw her father was on. (Me: Now, her father is purely Japanese. He rarely speaks English, but he knows some from her mother. Sorry, no Japanese lesson in this part.) She clicked on his and clicked on 'Video Call' and it started ringing. Soon, he picked up. "Father?" She asked. "Becca? Is that you?" He asked back. "Yeah, it's me. Is mother there?" "Yeah, she is. She's right here." He pulls her to him. "Hey Becca!" She said. "Hey mother. Listen, I have two things to tell you. One is this..." She shows the ring in the camera. "Is that an engagement ring?? Who proposed to my little girl?" "Dad, I'm not little anymore...I'm engaged to this guy here." She moved her camera to Michael and he waved. Her father was in shock. "The King of Pop?? You're engaged to the King of Pop, Michael Jackson??" He asked. She moved the camera to be in the middle of them, still being able to see them. "Yep. And mother, this is the sekunde thing...do I have an older brother, kwa any chance?" She saw her mother think about it. "I believe so...I think his name is Andy." "Andy from Australia?" "Yeah, wewe know him?" "He was the one who stood up for me on siku 1 of the auditions. I didn't know he was my real big brother." "Well, now wewe know, and now we know wewe and Michael are engaged. We're so happy for wewe two. We hope to hear when the wedding is." "We have to think about that, mother. But we'll keep wewe updated. Promise." "Well, we gotta go. We have things to do. Goodnight wewe two." "Night mother and father." Then the call ended. Becca closed her laptop and smiled, leaning back on the couch. Michael put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to him. She put her head on his shoulder, smiling. "You finally told them." He said. "Yeah, I did...I'm glad to have told them. And now I know that Andy is my real big brother." Michael looked at Becca and she looked at him and they kissed. Michael carried her to the kitanda and placed her down and went to close the door and locked it. Luckily, Paris, Prince, and Blanket were picked up after they had pie. Michael walked back over to the kitanda and crawled on juu of Becca and kissed her. (Me: Keeping it rated PG here XD...kind of. Haha.) Soon enough, they were under the covers, sweating. Becca cuddled up to Michael and he held her close. "I upendo you, Michael." She said. "I upendo you, too, Becca." He told her. Then soon, they went to sleep.
For the inayofuata couple weeks, Becca had been sick and she had to stay at home. Paris, Prince, and Blanket had to be at Jackie's house so they couldn't catch this supposed sickness Becca had.
The following week
Becca was sitting on the couch, kusoma Moonwalk, well, finishing it up. She seemed to be better, but after that surprise visit from the doctor and the special surprise, she was waiting on Michael to get home. She didn't know how to tell him. She soon heard the bedroom door open and she saw Michael come in. "Hey Becca. Feeling better?" He asked. "Much better, Michael. Thanks." She said, smiling. Michael sat down inayofuata to her and kissed her forehead. "Michael, I wanna ask wewe something..." "What is it?" "And I need your most honest answer." "Promise. What is it?" "How would wewe feel if I told wewe I was expecting...something?" "Depending on the something...what would it be?" Becca couldn't put it to words. She couldn't even write it out! So...she basically just told him. "You're gonna be a daddy again." Michael was in shock. "You're pregnant?" She nodded, biting her lower lip. "I don't know what to say, Becca." "I knew you'd be this way." She got up, only to be pulled back down and into a hug. "I'm happy for that, Becca. It's something that I'd always be happy for." Becca hugged back, crying slightly. "This is my first actual child and I'm being so emotional, Michael." "Debbie was the same with Prince and Paris. Trust me. You'll be fine." He got her into kitanda and had her lay down. "You need your rest, Becca. wewe haven't been able to sleep for a while. wewe should at least get some sleep." Becca nodded and soon fell asleep. Michael kissed her head and went over to the kitanda and sat down. 'She's pregnant with my child...that, I am always happy for.' He thought and soon took a nap himself.