Bad carried me into the house and Michael stood up from the couch.

"Am I on drugs? I swear I'm seeing double." I laughed.

"I was so worried about you! Bad what's wrong with her?" He asked.

"Calm down she's just drunk. We're gonna babysit," Bad replied.

"Our own wife?" Michael asked.

"Duh," Bad rolled his eyes.

"You both know I'm still here right?" I slurred.

Bad out me down in the bedroom. He wanted me to take a shower, since I smelled of alcohol. He started to unzip my dress.

"You want me so bad don't you?" I smiled.

"Baby I'm trying to get you in the shower," Bad sighed.

Michael covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing.

"You're so hot when you're assertive. Come on, I'll take both of you," I bit my lip and grabbed on to their belts.

"No, you're taking a shower babe," Bad removed on my hand.

He pulled my dress off and I took the rest of my clothes off.

"If you want me to get in, you're going to have to catch me!" I ran out.

"Oh dear!" Michael chased after me.

I was butt naked, running around Neverland. The Michaels were looking everywhere. Michael turned a corner and seen me standing there.

"Hey sexy!" I shouted.

"Come here!" Polite Michael whined.

"Bye!"

I started running again until I bumped into Bad. He held me in his arms and carried me inside. He put me in the shower and washed me himself, since I kept refusing. He dressed me after he was done and tried to get me into bed.

"I'm not tired!" I kept pushing the blankets off.

"Then- hey where are you going?" Michael asked, following me to the kitchen.

I opened the fridge and pulled out a cake, and another beer. I grabbed a handful of cake and shoved it in my mouth. Then I chugged the can. The Michaels grabbed the cake and the can.

"Please just come to bed," Michael begged.

"You know what I want for my birthday?! I want a talking dog. If you get me a puppy and it doesn't talk I'm going to be so upset," I started tearing up and got the hiccups.

"Well good for you honey and you will get that puppy very soon! Now just come to bed!" Bad grabbed my arm.

"Nooo, I want to ride a horse then I want to meet the munchkins from the Wizard of Oz! Then I wanna go down the yellow brick road with Dorothy!" I shouted while pulling my arm away.

"I'll take you down the yellow brick road come on!" Bad grabbed my arm tighter this time and stood me up.

He walked me outside, "Wait right here."

He went to his zoo and brought out a lion. The animal was clearly tired, but went along with Bad anyways. On the way back he grabbed some straw that other animals ate from, and lastly my tin can they took from me. He brought them over to me.

"What happened to my scarecrow?" I frowned.

"He died," Bad held up the single piece of straw.

I grabbed it and put it in my mouth.

"Why'd you have to split into two?" I looked at them both.

They didn't answer, the sudden change in my mood caught them off guard. I pet the lion.

"You were perfectly fine the way you were. Now I have to stay here and make sure that you're okay. It's not fair," I started to cry.

Michael rubbed my back and I fell asleep. Bad took the lion back as Michael carried me to bed. Both got in beside me, but neither of them would sleep peacefully that night.