"Five, six, seven, eight! One step up, and one step back!" You heard the choreographer shout to follow their movement as you followed the same rhythm of "You Rock My World." 

Two 𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝙰𝚐𝚘 𝙰𝚝 𝚃𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚔𝚒'𝚜 𝙿𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎

"So, you need to focus on not thinking about your next move. Yes, you're trying to perform in front of an audience. What's going on in your mind making you miss a step?" Toshiki asked, walking around you as you stood there thinking. 

"Uh...the people, falling, embarrassing Michael." You replied. 

"Mhm. Understandable." He said as he went to the boombox to grab a CD and place it inside. One of Michael's songs played was "Jam," and Hee over, gliding on the floor. 

Toshiki began to instruct your mind and body to help block away the thoughts in the back of your mind.

"You need to get rid of those thoughts and think positively. Don't let your body think for you--let it flow to the beat of the music." He explained. 

"How do I do that? I can't flow through the rhythm." You complained. 

"Of course, you can. Just move your body around, think of good things, and don't worry, I'll be here to show what you are doing, right or wrong."  

Waking back up, you were moving your body to flow through the beat of the music and paid close attention to the choreographer without making any mistakes. When the song ended, she congratulated you four for doing a great job and seemed impressed that you didn't miss a step. 

~

Y/N P.O.V.

Returning home, I felt happy and relieved that I had done a great job at the studio. When I went to the bedroom, I showered and changed my outfit. 

As I exited the room, I saw Msawael walking down the hallway. I went over ot greet him, and he looked surprised to see me in a happy mood. 

"My, what's got you so happy?" He asked.

"Guess what? I got a good compliment on my dance moves!" I beamed. 

"That's great! How well did you do?" He asked as I began to tell him how well I was on the dance floor with the other girls rehearsing the same moves with our choreographer. 

"I was glad I didn't miss a step this time." I beamed. 

He chuckled, brushing my hair behind my ear and saying, "I'm proud of you. I'm so glad you're taking a step forward and are good to go with just a few more rehearsals." He said as I looked at him, smiling happily. 

My eyes glanced down at the folder he was holding.

"What's that?" I asked.

He looked down, responding, "Oh, this is just some paperwork I received from Frank at the studio. He said I should take a look at it sometime today." 

"Oh, okay. I won't disturb you from your work." I said, earning a pet on the head.

"Awe, baby, you don't have to say that. You can visit me later when I read through the document papers." He said as I nuzzled my face against the hem of his fabric shirt, inhaling his scent. 

~

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚊-4120 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙰𝚟𝚎 𝙽, 𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚎, 𝙼𝙽 55427

Miss Valentine's P.O.V. 

Sitting in my apartment, I was filing through paperwork to read each. Mr. Walter wasn't around since he was partying with the boys at the club tonight. He was so irresponsible at times, but he was also a clever man to handle any situation whenever we were on a mission. 

While reading through my paperwork, my phone rang as I reached to answer it.

"Miss Valentine speaking," I answered. 

"Hey, Rachel. You'll never guess what I've heard going around. There's a lot of rumors flowing around the city, and it involves someone trendy that will be at the Masquerade ball on June first." Andrew spoke on the phone, giving me the juicy details about Julian's masquerade party. 

"What about it? Is he a special guest? V.I.P?" I asked.

"Yeah, girl! He might even rip money off him when he arrives at the party. Other celebrities will be there to join, and I don't know anything else after that." Said Andrew.

"Keep finding out more details about the party. This might even solve the case those other mid-agents seemed not to collect any information about." I hung up the phone and went back to resume the paperwork.

Such a shame that Y/N and Toshiki might not be able to complete their mission to let Julian ruin things.

Michael P.O.V.

Last night was unforgettable because the girl I met at the party saved my life. The girl was named...Chanelle! She was at the party and looked shy and noticeable, but after kicking ass, she didn't let those guys stop her. The news wasn't wild, and I recorded the fight at Julian's residence and found out what was inside that syringe that would've killed me. Thank goodness. 

I was home, and before I knew it, I saw my baby girl running over to me, engulfing me in a warm hug. She was talking about her day at the studio and how she did an excellent job of not missing any dance moves by the choreographer. I was proud of her for trying something fun; she seemed to enjoy it. 

We were cuddling together on the couch; my kids were napping since they were playing. This gave us time to be alone together and watch something on television. 

"I can't believe that I was almost killed that night." I sighed in relief, resting my head against my palm. 

Y/N had her body lying against mine, and her chin rested on my best, not looking away from the screen. We were watching "Looney Tunes" together, and she loved her favorite character from the show, Bugs Bunny. I smiled at her because Y/N had this childish side to her, and she was mature at the same time. 

Funny. 

Her favorite Disney character growing up would be Alice in Wonderland. She loved that movie so much as a kid until now, and I can see how she resisted Alice since she didn't understand how to survive in the world with adults. I was like that, but I am Peter Pan.

 It's weird. 

Oh my Gosh. I remember she made a sign for us saying Neverland was 'left' and Wonderland was 'right.' It was so adorable that she made it for the both of us because we're from different worlds of our own that brought us together. I sometimes wished I had met Y/N first, and we would've had children together. 

I am speaking of children.

"Baby?" I asked. 

"Hm?" She looked up at me as I held back my breath. 

"I was wondering if I could ask you something." I reached for the remote to turn down the volume so she could hear me and lay her eyes on the tv screen. "Do you love kids?"  I asked. 

She nodded her head smiling up at me. 

"Um, I was wondering since I have a kid that will be expected in February. I wanted to know how many kids would you like to have?" I asked as she took the time to think about it. 

"I want three." She replied. 

That was...quick.

"Just three? That'll make six." I replied. 

"Mhm!" She replied. 

I faintly smiled. 

"Would you ever want to get married?" I asked. 

"Maybe. I don't know when it'll come or if I am ready to become your wife." She replied, turning back her attention to the screen. I sighed. 

We had to prepare for the upcoming event in a few months. I knew Y/N was anxious about performing there, but I assured her things would improve.