Era: Modern Era

A/N: I thought about this since I love Alice in Wonderland, and it's always been my favorite since I was a kid. Michael loves Peter Pan, and I love these two pairs. 

Neverland x Wonderland 💖✨

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You are a young rich woman working hard to animate games and television shows for kids. You loved watching cartoons, playing games (not adult types), eating delicious treats like a kid, and even playing with children. 

Not only that...people wonder if you and Michael Jackson are the same people. It's weird. You don't usually invite kids to your home, but you would visit the Children's hospital or donate funds to help children. It was the best thing you ever did!

To make it more of a news story of the timeline, your home is called "Wonderland" because you love watching "Alice in Wonderland." Alice's Adventures in Wonderland represents the child's struggle to survive in the confusing world of adults. To understand our adult world, Alice must overcome the open-mindedness characteristic of children. Adults need rules to live by.

It was more understanding for you since you're an adult and you can't go back to being a kid. You hate and love being an adult and getting to do whatever you want! However, there comes a life when you have ups and down while living in a society. 

You were home making pastries for a FunFair coming this weekend, and you baked fifty. It was a lot of work, but you did a lot to bake them for the adults and children there. 

Your house

"I think I am running out of sprinkles." You said, looking around the kitchen, you are out of frosting. 

You better go to the store to buy some supplies. 

You leave your home to head downtown to go to one of the stores. While shopping, you heard the loud commotion of people going around screaming and cheering. While you were being a little curious, it was no surprise to see Michael Jackson shopping in the same store as you. You were just about to check out your items up front, and he was there doing a little shopping. 

"Oh, hi, Mr. Michael!" You greeted waving at him with a broad smile on your face. "I'm glad to see you here on this fine day." Michael smiled at your friendly heartwarming greeting. 

Mr. Michael.

It was Mr. Jackson since he says it makes him feel "old." Not that mattered. 

"I'm glad to be here today too. How are you?" He asked.

"I'm doing wonderful! I'm doing a bake sale at the FunFair this weekend." You beamed. "It's for the fundraising of medical needs for the Children in (another country), and I am helping out." You explained, looking up at the tall male flattered upon hearing this from you. 

"That's quite a lot that you're doing. Where is it going to be?" He asked.

"At the Fair. Do you want to go?" You asked. 

"Me? I don't know if I can since there will be many people." He said, feeling inadequate for turning down the invitation. He was happy you wanted him to go, but he couldn't. 

"Oh..." You pouted. 

'So cute!' He thought. 

"I know! You can still go, and I have just the idea." You said, grinning ear to ear. "Come to my house, and if you want to bring your kids over, you can." You said, writing down your address on a piece of paper to hand it over to him. 

Michael faintly smiled. "Okay. I will." He watched you leave the store with the groceries and smiled. 

Michael P.O.V.

I hadn't been to anyone's house, and it was the first time a girl aside from Elizabeth or my friends invited me over. Y/N was a lot different but had similar traits as I do. She loved games, pranks, food, sweeties, classical Disney movies, and music; I could go on forever. When I first learned about her, I was somewhat surprised she was an animator to make television shows, even my FAVORITE movie, when they made a sequel to Peter Pan. She was outstanding!

When I got to know more about her, even when the A tabloids heard about her, they seemed intrigued by her actions because she wasn't a celebrity. Yet, she was rich and worked hard for the company to manhandle her skills in art. Her home was almost like mine. 

Wonderland. Similar to the movie "Alice in Wonderland," because she adores bringing her imagination to life. Something I have in common. 

The tabloids were asking her questions if we were alike or if she was "copying" me. I don't see her copying me--she only wanted a home to herself and to be happy about it. She didn't care about fame, money, or dating anyone that would view her as a hooker. 

The next day, I did get a chance to call her, and I did get her neighbor. She forgot to give it to me after she was done with her errands, and she was so lovely and kind. I brought my two kids, Prince and Paris, to accompany me while Blanket was with the nanny. 

"Where are we going, daddy?" Prince asked. 

"We're going to visit someone today. I met them at the store, and they invited us over." I replied, at my kid,s and I rarely take them out unless I am touring. It's a pain in the ass, and I go through hell touring. 

We reached Y/N's address,d she said it was a wide-open place for us to be alone. No press, media, no one. Just as in privacy because I hated to be followed. 

I opened the door to get out and was in awe of her home. It was much bigger than my house, and she had a lovely garden out front and a beautiful pathway with a pond. Looking up, I had my shades on to read her home, "Wonderland." We had the same title across our home too. 

"Hello!" I saw Y/N waving in our direction with a warm smile. 

My eyes looked at her outfit, which looked amazing in the color blue. 

"Wow. You look amazing!" I complimented. 

"Thank you," I said as she looked down sheepishly, sucking her lips and forming a shy smile. 

"Thank you." She quieted. 

My kids came out of the car and didn't wear any masks. Y/N wanted to make sure I was comfortable with them wearing a mask. I was beautiful, and her home was far, but she could get to work in less than 5 hours on time. She had to arrive at work by 9:45 in the morning or 10:15.

Her eyes went over at Prince and Paris as she greeted them. "Hello, Prince and Paris!" She smiled down at them and pulled out two lollipops for them. They took it, and Prince smiled at her and me. 

"Daddy, you and her are wearing the same color. Blue!" He beamed. 

I let out a giggle, and Y/N chuckled. 

He wasn't lying. 

"Wow! We are matching." I grinned, looking at my shirt and her outfit too.

"Coincidence? I think not!" She chimed. 

She was so silly, and I loved to see her smile and laugh. 

"Come on inside! I'm glad to have you guys over at my place." She said, opening the gates. My bodyguards were following just in case, and they guarded around to make sure no one appeared in sight. 

We entered Y/N's house, and it was very pastel-like colors on the inside, with bright colors. She was very encouraging, bubbly, and adorable to have good taste. 

"Welcome to my home. Make yourselves at home," She said as we took a moment to look around the home. It was adorable, and I couldn't break my eyes away. 

"You have a lovely home." I complimented. 

"Thank you." She did her mouth again, looking down sheepishly, smiling. 

We entered the living room, and she had a box carrying it over to where Prince and Paris stood. She knelt, saying, "Since you guys are little, you might get bored. I got you some toys to play with while I and your daddy talk." 

The two smiled ear to ear as she set the crate down, letting them dig inside the box full of toys for their age. I was utterly amazed that she had toys of her own.

"You were prepared," I commented. 

"I'm always prepared and don't want them bored with nothing else to do." She said, walking into the kitchen to pour a glass of juice and offered to me. 

"I'm amazed. It's like living in a wonderland." I joked.

She shook her head at my joke while giggling. We sat down and talked for a bit, and I was already growing more in love with her character. It was as if I had met the right woman when meeting her. 

I wanted to ask her something personal if she was okay with it.

"Hey, Y/N? You love children so much. Why don't you have any for yourself?" I asked, looking at her, and this was out of curiosity. 

She looked down, responding, "I don't have the right person to be with in my life to have children with. I get afraid that they might use me just because I have money, and they'll use it for whatever. Worse, they might blackmail me or hire someone to kill me. I don't want to take the risk." She said, gulping down her drink and looking down. 

I understood her pain, and I was like that. Even until this day, when I meet a person, they might use me for my money. It hurts. 

"If you were to want to get married or have children. Better yet, how many children would you want?" I asked, looking over at her as she looked bewildered to discuss this. 

"I want three!" She beamed. 

Three kids...that makes six. 

I can take care of that.

"Well, I guarantee you'll make a loving mother," I said as she looked at me, nodding her head. 

"I do wish of that too." She said. 

"You'll never know when the magic starts," I said, taking a sip from my drink. 

Over the past few weeks, Y/N and I have been like besties since we were together, hanging out a lot. Most of the time, I hung around her; she was younger than me. I'm in my forties, and she's in her mid-twenties, but she would treat me more than just a friend. She was more like the wife material I had been looking for, and she enjoyed every bit of me. Y/N would blush around when I used my baritone voice to get her squealing and blushing while covering her face. 

She's a baby girl, or it's the other way around. 

I have confessed my feelings to her, and she felt the same way. Let me tell you; she was hard to get because she wasn't used to going out on dates. Poor baby even wanted to pay for the dinner food because she didn't want to feel guilty about me spending for the food. That was sweet, but I had to remind her that we could spend it together. It made her feel a lot better. 

Y/N P.O.V.

I was groaning while lying in bed as I clutched my stomach, feeling my mood swings. I didn't eat anything wrong, did I? As I lay in bed, I heard my phone ring, and I groaned to answer it. 

"Mhm? Yeah?" I asked. 

"Hi, little sunshine. How are you?" I heard the voice belonging to Michael as I lazily smiled. 

"Not too good," I confessed. 

"Oh, is there something wrong? Stressful day?" He asked. 

"No. I have just been feeling a little ill." I replied. 

"Did you contact the doctor?" He asked. 

"Yes. I made an appointment for tomorrow, and they'll examine me." I replied.

"Okay..."He paused. "Let me know if something is up." He said. 

"M'kay..." I said. 

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By the next day, I went to the doctor, and as shocking as it was to hear this. 

I was pregnant!

It took me some time to take in the news, and I was excited and nervous at the same time. 

I took time to gather up some stuff to surprise Michael with the news about my pregnancy. I hope he wasn't too busy. Later that afternoon, I went to his house, and he welcomed me inside as the kids greeted me, even Blankey. 

 "What are you doing here?" He asked. 

"I got you a present!" I handed him a teddy bear, and he smiled, taking the bear from me. 

"For me? That's so sweet." He said as I smiled, doing a little bounce. 

"I have another gift." I grinned. 

"Hm? Where is it?" He asked, looking around, wondering where the gift was. 

"You may open my jacket. That is where the gift is." I grinned. 

He held the bear in his arm and unbuttoned my jacket to read my shirt. 

"I'm pregnant with my baby daddy's baby!" His eyes widened as he smiled too much, feeling his happiness take over. 

"You're pregnant! Oh my goodness!" He said, picking me up and hugging me. He kissed my belly. He was overjoyed to hear the news. 

A whole year later, I gave birth to a boy, and we named him Koda. Michael even proposed to me when we had a baby shower, and I was a step-mom to the kids.