With Paris and Michael

Paris:*smiles big gets ready*

Rocsi:*holding blanket smiling*Angel

Paris:Morning mommy blankie *smiles fixing her hair*

Rocsi:I see your getting ready your father is downstairs making you same breakfast *smiles*

Paris:Yay i love daddys breakfast *smiles*

Rocsi:I know you do munchin on his french toast tryna sneak one when hes still cooking *laughs*

Paris:I learned from the best *giggles*

Rocsi:Mhmmm i know at the end of the day either your hand or your fathers is really red from me tryna stop you guys *giggles*

Paris:Power of the jacksons mommy

Rocsi:*laughs*Alright come on

Paris:Ok *smiles*

Later That Day

Paris:Daddy where we going *smiles*

Michael:*driving*You wanna go to the pier of santa monica

Paris:Are you kidding i love to daddy *smiles*

Michael:Gotcha snacks *smirks*

Paris:Of course daddy snickers and soda *smiles*

Michael:Girl you and your sweets

Paris:You let me daddy *giggles*

Michael:*parks his car*Ready to have the time of your life

Paris:You bet daddy *smiles*

Michael:Lets go *runs off to the beach*

Paris:Daddy you cheat

Michael:*laughs runs backwards*How is it a cheat

Paris:You didnt give me a head start *giggles jumps on his back*

Michael:Dang girl your daddys getting old for this *laughs holding her*

Paris:Are you calling me fat daddy *laughs*

Michael:No im calling myself and old timer *laughs*

Paris:Well your still a handsome old timer to me daddy *smiles giggles*

Michael:Geeehh thanks for the love baby girl *laughs*

Paris:*laughs*What do you expect me to say

Michael:How about no daddy your not old *smirks*

Paris:Ok ok daddy...im so sorry that...your getting old *laughs*

Michael:Girl you better run *laughs*

Paris;No daddy please *runs*

Michael:Imma get you *runs after her*

Paris:Come on daddy *giggles running*

Michael:Hey look baby girl a jet *smiles points at the sky*

Paris:*gasp turns around*What where

Michael:Ahhhh gotcha *arms around her waist spins her around*

Paris:Oh my gosh daddy *laughing*

Michael:Now do you think your daddys an old timer *spiining her around*

Paris:Im kidding daddy you know i love you *smiles*

Michael:I love you more baby girl *smiles kisses her forehead*

Paris:*smiles snuggles into him*

At Home

Paris:*feelings really weird wobbling*

Michael:Baby girl are you alright *worried*

Paris:Yea yes im fine daddy *stumbles*

Michael:Woah are you sure *worried*

Paris:Daddy *looks at him*

Michael:Yes *looks at her*

Paris:I love you...*falls into his arms*

Michael:*freaks out*Paris..baby girl paris

Paris:*unconcious in michaels arms*

Michael:Paris baby girl please wake up *shaking her tears in his eyes*