(This one is for Bmanley000! Hope you love it, and it's in whatever Era you want!)

Pettia was Michael Jackson's girlfriend of 3 years. She loved him with all her heart, and he loved her even more. They lived together at Neverland, hidden away from the rest of the world, but when they dared to step outside the grounds, all hell broke loose. Paprazzi and fans everywhere; security having to surround them from mobs. It was insane! Recently Michael had been feeling down about the fact that he couldn't take her out on a date like a regular person. He wanted to be able go grocery shopping with her and go to a restaraunt without having paparazzi everywhere. He wanted her to have at least somewhat of a normal life. She didn't care about that, though. As long as she was with Michael, she was happy. But Michael continued to sulk about it until she finally came up to him one evening with an idea while he was sitting in his armchair looking wistfully out the window.

"Michael, I need to talk to you." She said gently.

Michael snapped out of his thoughts and looked up at her with his sad brown eyes. "What is it?" He asked kindly.

"You've been really down lately. I think we need to go out and get some fresh air." She said in a cheerful tone.

"Oh, alright." Michael slowly stood up and got his shoes on.

"Oh, I think we should get a bite to eat too. What about...hmm...KFC?" She smiled big.

Michael looked at her funny and then said, "OK, if you want. I'll have to get someone to go down there to pick it up and--"

She interrupted him, "There's no need to do that! We can just go get it ourselves, it'll be fun!"

Michael gave her a weird look, " But Pettia, we can't. We'll be recognized and--"

"Oh no we won't!" She said, taking his hand and leading him to the dressing room where he put on his makeup. "I have an idea that just might work!" She motioned for him to sit down in a chair while she quickly browsed all the makeup he had.

"Pettia, we already tried this, it won't work!" He complained as he reluctantly sat down.

"I have a feeling it will this time." She said. "Because I'M the one doing it this time, and I promise, this will work!"

Michael sighed and let her pull his hair back into a ponytail. She set down all the products she'd gathered and got to work on his face. She hated to cover up his beautiful face, but because she was skilled in makeup application, she was able to make him look completely different, but still beautiful. When she was done with that, she handed Michael a mirror so he could see.

"Wow!" He said, "I look completely different, almost unrecognizable. But I don't feel suffocated in makeup like usual." 

Pettia smiled and said, "Well this a special kind of makeup that I use. It's a lot better than the stuff you use." She giggled and began to work on his hair. She pulled out a realistic looking short, brown wig. She adjusted it just right and then gave Michael the mirror again.

He giggled and said, "I like it!"

Next she grabbed blue contacts and told Michael to put those in so his eyes would be blue. He did it and when he was done, Pettia gave him a pair of regular, but nerdy glasses. He looked like a totally different person. She almost didn't recognize him! But he still was the same Michael to her.

He looked at himself in the mirror one more time. "You did a really good job! But are you sure this wilk work?"

"Trust me, Michael, "she said, "I have a feeling it will."

She helped him get up off the chair and he got dressed in some blue jeans and a T-shirt. He put on a baseball cap to complete his outfit.

"You look good, Michael!" She cheerfully said as they left Neverland.

"Aww thank you, Pettia!" He said, "But when we're out you probably shouldn't call me Michael." 

"Yeah," Pettia thought for a moment and then said, "What about Mike?"

He laughed and said, "Well, that's pretty close, but I think it will work."

"Hey," he said to her, "Can this be kinda like a date? Where I take you out and all?"

Pettia smiled and said, "Of course. If that's what you wanna do! As long as we go to KFC, I'm happy!"

He laughed his wonderful laugh and continued driving until they reached the nearest KFC. He began to get nervous about going inside. There weren't that many people there, but he could still be found out. People were smart around here, and they normally figured him out.

Pettia talked to him to calm him down, "I'm sure no one will recognize you. Just don't act mysterious and they should mind their own buisness."

Michael (Mike) gave her a determined look and said, "Alright." They got out of the car and headed inside, where Pettia ordered the food and Michael found a table for them. When she came back with the food, Michael had already gotten the drinks, napkins, and condiments.

"Aww! Thanks," she said, sitting down with him. He still looked nervous, but he seemed quite happy that nobody noticed him yet.

As they ate, they talked about regular things. They talked about their life together, and about funny moments, and about happiness. Michael was pretty relaxed now, and he seemed to like being able to eat without others staring at him. Like Pettia said, they minded their own buisness. They were having a great time, and soon it was time to go. She didn't really notice the disguise much. All she noticed was Michael being himself in public, which was rare. She loved how he was happy and free, and the disguise didn't seem to bother him either. Soon they got back to Neverland, and it was dark outside.

Michael washed his face and took off all the disguise. When he came out of the bathroom, he looked like his regular self again, except he was much happier. She was laying on the bed waiting for him so they could watch a movie together before they went to sleep.

He hugged her tightly and kissed her on the cheek, "I had a lot fun taking you out today." He said happily as he scootched beside her on the bed.

"I had a lot of fun too, Michael!" Pettia said. "I told you it would be alright."

He smiled and said, "Well, you were absolutely right, baby."

Together they both cuddled on the bed happily, watching a movie and then falling into a peaceful sleep.

THE END