*there is a body in there......its supposed to be dead, but isnt....its odd......whatever is iinside, prolly Will, is supposed to be LONG dead*
Ballora: is she...like we were?
Will: yeah
*the next day*
*you wake up to michaels voice in another room
Michael: Baby, what? just stop relax. sorry wish i could help you out *oyu investigate further and find that Michael is wearing plastic orange pigtails*
Elizabeth: MOOOOMMMY!!!! MICHAEL IS MAKING FUN OF ME!!!
*lol guess under all that metal shes still a 9 yr old*