Becca didn't realize that one mese went da and she still hasn't told her parents yet about hers and Michael's engagement. Becca was packing her stuff in her room and looked at her ring. She was moving in with Michael at his house, so she was excited. Katherine knocked and came in. "Hey Becca, my almost daughter-in-law." She said. Becca giggled. "Hey Katherine. o should I say...mom?" She detto giggling. Katherine chuckled a bit and looked at her stuff. "Do te need any help?" She asked. "I think I have everything, but can te please check the closet to see if I left anything in there?" "Sure." Katherine walked to the closet and opened it up and found something on the ground and picked it up. "How about this? Do te want to leave this behind, Becca?" Becca turned around to see the silver jacket. "Oh, I don't think I want to leave that behind. How did it get on the ground?" She walked over and handed it to Becca for her to put it in her suitcase. "It must have fallen off the hanger. Is that everything?" "It should be everything..." Becca made sure nothing else was in the room. Katherine was wondering what her parents had detto about the engagement. "Becca, did te tell your parents about it?" Becca stopped and turned to Katherine, knowing she can't lie. "I didn't. I was worried about what they'd think." "They need to understand that te aren't a little girl anymore. te have grown up so much since I saw you. You've had so much fun here and with Michael at rehearsals. It's time for te to choose your path to go on. God has dato te a choice and a great gift. And now, he's dato te a man who will Amore te forever. Along with children who will Amore you." Becca was about to cry. Once she felt tears fall down her cheeks, Katherine gave her a hug and let her cry on her shoulder. "Thanks, Katherine. I really appreciate it." She sniffled and shook. Katherine rubbed her back. "It's no trouble, Becca." She was starting to calm down and heard the doorbell ring. She let Becca go. "That must be Michael. Come along." They soon walked out of the room and went to answer the door. Katherine opened the door to see Michael and Chris Tucker standing there. "Why hello, Michael and Chris. What are te two doing here?" Katherine asked. "Well, I'm here to help Ms. Becca here with her things. Getting them into the car and all." Chris detto giving a smile. Becca couldn't help but laugh a little. Chris was such a comedian. She knew it from when she saw the extended version of te Rock My World. "Come on in, te two. Becca, go get some of your things. Michael, te stay out here for a bit, ok? Chris, te can go help." Chris nodded and went to help Becca with her things. Michael came in and sat down on the couch, Katherine sitting on the chair. "What is it, Mother?" Michael asked. "Becca hasn't told her parents about the engagement. te have to convince her to tell them. She detto that she wouldn't know what they'd think about it." "Oh God...well, I'll see about helping her with that. We'll call them via Video Chat and see what we can do." "Thank you, Michael." As soon as Becca's last little box was in the tronco of Chris' car, Michael detto goodbye to his mother and soon they left for his house.
At his house
Becca was asking if Michael celebrated Thanksgiving, since it was one week away. "I never really had a chance to celebrate Thanksgiving, Becca. Being a vegetarian and all. It's kinda hard for me." He said. Becca was in shock. "Oh, that's right. Because of diet changes when te were getting older...well, I'll help with that. I can give te the best Thanksgiving ever, Michael. You'll Amore what I can cook up." She detto and Michael nodded. He was excited to celebrate his first actual Thanksgiving. She explained what they had to do during the time like decorating and such. She detto that she'd handle the cooking and knew exactly what to do. Since she knew Michael was a pollo-vegetarian, she wanted to make this Thanksgiving different for him. She was actually a pure vegetarian, but it's not a problem for her. She knew there had to be a change for her vegetarian diet and she loved fried chicken. Same with Michael. Soon, they got to the house and got her stuff into the bedroom. Paris, Prince and Blanket saw her come in and they ran to her. "Becca!!" Paris detto and hugged her. Becca hugged back. "Mom!" Blanket detto and hugged her too. Becca giggled and hugged them all. "Paris, I'm gonna need your help with a holiday coming up." "Ooo, is it Thanksgiving?" "Yeah. Do te wanna help cook?" "I'd Amore to!" "Good. Prince and Blanket, can te two help your father decorate?" They nodded and went to help him. "What do we need, Becca?" Paris asked. "We're gonna need to go to the store. We need to get a few things. We're gonna hold off on cooking until successivo week, so it should be fine. Come. Let's go!" "Do I need my mask?" Becca forgot about the mask. "I got a better idea. Hold on." Becca went to call the grocery store and told them to close down, but leave a few employees in there to help out. Then she hung up. "Alright, now let's go. No one is there but a few employees that te know. Ok?" "Alright! No mask!" "Shh. te don't want your dad to hear that." "Oh, right...hee hee." "Quick, let's go." Then they headed out into Chris' car and told him that they needed to go to the store. "Alright, buckle up and we'll head out." He detto and they did so and then headed out to the store.
At the store
Only a few workers were there, which is a good thing. It's only people Paris and Becca knew. They walked into the store and saw everyone there. They got a carrello and started looking around. "Dad is a vegetarian, so what do we need to get?" Paris asked. "Well, actually, he's a pollo-vegetarian, its someone who eats chicken occasionally. So we will need a chicken instead of a turkey to fry." Becca detto as they started looking around. Paris found one that was big enough to feed almost the entire family. "It's $25 for this one. Is it good?" Becca checked it and felt around the spots. "It's good. Good eye, Paris." She smiled at Becca as they continued to look around. "We need peas, mashed potatoes, corn, stuffing, gravy, and zucca pie filling with crust." "Ooo, that sounds yummy. Oh! Found the peas!" "Ok, grab at least 4 cans, it should be enough for the family." Paris nodded and grabbed 4 cans and put them in the cart, successivo to the big chicken. "Alright. Peas, check. Chicken, check. Let's get the stuffing." They continued down the aisles and found the stuffing and put it in the basket, along with the mais and mashed potatoes and sugo, sugo di carne and zucca pie filling and crust. "Alright, all done. Let's get something to drink while we're here, Paris. Go choose whichever one te want." "Alright!" She ran to the drinks and looked through them. Becca knew what she wanted and what Michael wanted. She went over there and picked up two Pepsi's and placed them in the cart. Paris got three Coca Colas and put them in the cart. "Prince and Blanket like Coke, too?" "Yeah, they do. I told them that if we ever went to the store that I'd pick up Cokes for them, too." "Awe, that's so sweet of you." Becca patted her head and she giggled. They went to check out and surprisingly it wasn't at all what she expected it to be. It wasn't even expensive. She only had to spend $60, which wasn't at all bad. Becca took out the $60 and handed it to the cashier and she rang it up and soon, they left back to the car and put the stuff in. Paris detto that they can wait until Thanksgiving to get their drinks, and Becca agreed to that. 'Michael can wait, too. He's patient.' She thought as they were heading home with Chris.
Back at the house
Blanket and Prince crashed on the divano and Michael was asleep on the chair. Becca and Paris and Chris were being careful not to wake them up, but saw the decorations. "Oh wow...it's pretty in here." Paris whispered. "Yeah, it is. They must have spent a lot of time doing this." Becca whispered back. Chris helped them get the stuff into the cucina and put away. Becca thanked Chris and he told her that it was no problem at all. He soon left and they went into Paris' room. "Oh wow...they decorated my room, too!" Paris was whispering still, but with excitement. "It's pretty in here, Paris. They really went all out. I guess your father had some things hidden in the shed and decided to bring them out to decorate the rooms." "Yeah...he has things hidden. Like his wine cellar." "He has a wine cellar?" "Yeah. Ever realize that there was a secret door in the floor in the living room?" "Not really. He never showed me that when I first stayed here." "Well, it's down there. When he's sleeping, I can take te down there. He also keeps sparkling cider down there, too. The only holidays dad and us celebrate are Halloween, Christmas, New Years, Easter, Mother's day, and Father's day. That's about it. We never actually celebrated Thanksgiving before." "Well, for your father, I'm gonna make it special for te guys. And different, since he's a pollo-vegetarian." "Alright. Well, I'm sleepy." "It's only 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Paris." "Yeah I know, but I barely got any sleep last night because of my nightmares." "Nightmares? What kind of nightmares?" "Like me being eaten alive and such. That one specifically comes back to haunt me every night." "Awe, well, let's get te into letto then and I'll put on a little Musica for you, ok?" "Ok." Paris soon got into letto and Becca tucked her in. "Can te sing me a lullaby before te put on the music?" "Sure. What do te want me to sing?" "Anything really." "Alright. Hm..." Becca thought about it and I'll Be There came into her head. Then she started singing.
"You and I must make a pact, we must bring salvation back
Where there is love, I'll be there
I'll reach out my hand to you, I'll have faith in all te do
Just call my name and I'll be there
I'll be there to comfort you,
Build my world of dreams around you, I'm so glad that I found te
I'll be there with a Amore that's strong
I'll be your strength, I'll keep holding on
Let me fill your cuore with joy and laughter
Togetherness, well that's all I'm after
Whenever te need me, I'll be there
I'll be there to protect you, with an unselfish Amore that respects te
Just call my name and I'll be there
If te should ever find someone new, I know he'd better be good to te
'Cause if he doesn't, I'll be there
Don't te know, baby, yeah yeah
I'll be there, I'll be there, just call my name, I'll be there
(Just look over your shoulders, honey - oo)
I'll be there, I'll be there, whenever te need me, I'll be there
Don't te know, baby, yeah yeah
I'll be there, I'll be there, just call my name, I'll be there... "
Once Becca finished the song, Paris was fast asleep. Becca kissed her forehead and went over to her CD player and turned it on and put some Jackson 5 slow tunes on for her to listen to while she slept. 'That should keep the nightmares from coming to you, Paris.' She thought and then started walking toward the door. She looked at Paris and smiled. "Sweet dreams, Paris." She whispered and turned off the lights and headed out of the room. She went into Michael's bedroom and laid down on the letto after taking her shoes off and placing them beside her side of the bed. She curled up under a thin blanket and soon fell asleep herself, taking a little nap.
At his house
Becca was asking if Michael celebrated Thanksgiving, since it was one week away. "I never really had a chance to celebrate Thanksgiving, Becca. Being a vegetarian and all. It's kinda hard for me." He said. Becca was in shock. "Oh, that's right. Because of diet changes when te were getting older...well, I'll help with that. I can give te the best Thanksgiving ever, Michael. You'll Amore what I can cook up." She detto and Michael nodded. He was excited to celebrate his first actual Thanksgiving. She explained what they had to do during the time like decorating and such. She detto that she'd handle the cooking and knew exactly what to do. Since she knew Michael was a pollo-vegetarian, she wanted to make this Thanksgiving different for him. She was actually a pure vegetarian, but it's not a problem for her. She knew there had to be a change for her vegetarian diet and she loved fried chicken. Same with Michael. Soon, they got to the house and got her stuff into the bedroom. Paris, Prince and Blanket saw her come in and they ran to her. "Becca!!" Paris detto and hugged her. Becca hugged back. "Mom!" Blanket detto and hugged her too. Becca giggled and hugged them all. "Paris, I'm gonna need your help with a holiday coming up." "Ooo, is it Thanksgiving?" "Yeah. Do te wanna help cook?" "I'd Amore to!" "Good. Prince and Blanket, can te two help your father decorate?" They nodded and went to help him. "What do we need, Becca?" Paris asked. "We're gonna need to go to the store. We need to get a few things. We're gonna hold off on cooking until successivo week, so it should be fine. Come. Let's go!" "Do I need my mask?" Becca forgot about the mask. "I got a better idea. Hold on." Becca went to call the grocery store and told them to close down, but leave a few employees in there to help out. Then she hung up. "Alright, now let's go. No one is there but a few employees that te know. Ok?" "Alright! No mask!" "Shh. te don't want your dad to hear that." "Oh, right...hee hee." "Quick, let's go." Then they headed out into Chris' car and told him that they needed to go to the store. "Alright, buckle up and we'll head out." He detto and they did so and then headed out to the store.
At the store
Only a few workers were there, which is a good thing. It's only people Paris and Becca knew. They walked into the store and saw everyone there. They got a carrello and started looking around. "Dad is a vegetarian, so what do we need to get?" Paris asked. "Well, actually, he's a pollo-vegetarian, its someone who eats chicken occasionally. So we will need a chicken instead of a turkey to fry." Becca detto as they started looking around. Paris found one that was big enough to feed almost the entire family. "It's $25 for this one. Is it good?" Becca checked it and felt around the spots. "It's good. Good eye, Paris." She smiled at Becca as they continued to look around. "We need peas, mashed potatoes, corn, stuffing, gravy, and zucca pie filling with crust." "Ooo, that sounds yummy. Oh! Found the peas!" "Ok, grab at least 4 cans, it should be enough for the family." Paris nodded and grabbed 4 cans and put them in the cart, successivo to the big chicken. "Alright. Peas, check. Chicken, check. Let's get the stuffing." They continued down the aisles and found the stuffing and put it in the basket, along with the mais and mashed potatoes and sugo, sugo di carne and zucca pie filling and crust. "Alright, all done. Let's get something to drink while we're here, Paris. Go choose whichever one te want." "Alright!" She ran to the drinks and looked through them. Becca knew what she wanted and what Michael wanted. She went over there and picked up two Pepsi's and placed them in the cart. Paris got three Coca Colas and put them in the cart. "Prince and Blanket like Coke, too?" "Yeah, they do. I told them that if we ever went to the store that I'd pick up Cokes for them, too." "Awe, that's so sweet of you." Becca patted her head and she giggled. They went to check out and surprisingly it wasn't at all what she expected it to be. It wasn't even expensive. She only had to spend $60, which wasn't at all bad. Becca took out the $60 and handed it to the cashier and she rang it up and soon, they left back to the car and put the stuff in. Paris detto that they can wait until Thanksgiving to get their drinks, and Becca agreed to that. 'Michael can wait, too. He's patient.' She thought as they were heading home with Chris.
Back at the house
Blanket and Prince crashed on the divano and Michael was asleep on the chair. Becca and Paris and Chris were being careful not to wake them up, but saw the decorations. "Oh wow...it's pretty in here." Paris whispered. "Yeah, it is. They must have spent a lot of time doing this." Becca whispered back. Chris helped them get the stuff into the cucina and put away. Becca thanked Chris and he told her that it was no problem at all. He soon left and they went into Paris' room. "Oh wow...they decorated my room, too!" Paris was whispering still, but with excitement. "It's pretty in here, Paris. They really went all out. I guess your father had some things hidden in the shed and decided to bring them out to decorate the rooms." "Yeah...he has things hidden. Like his wine cellar." "He has a wine cellar?" "Yeah. Ever realize that there was a secret door in the floor in the living room?" "Not really. He never showed me that when I first stayed here." "Well, it's down there. When he's sleeping, I can take te down there. He also keeps sparkling cider down there, too. The only holidays dad and us celebrate are Halloween, Christmas, New Years, Easter, Mother's day, and Father's day. That's about it. We never actually celebrated Thanksgiving before." "Well, for your father, I'm gonna make it special for te guys. And different, since he's a pollo-vegetarian." "Alright. Well, I'm sleepy." "It's only 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Paris." "Yeah I know, but I barely got any sleep last night because of my nightmares." "Nightmares? What kind of nightmares?" "Like me being eaten alive and such. That one specifically comes back to haunt me every night." "Awe, well, let's get te into letto then and I'll put on a little Musica for you, ok?" "Ok." Paris soon got into letto and Becca tucked her in. "Can te sing me a lullaby before te put on the music?" "Sure. What do te want me to sing?" "Anything really." "Alright. Hm..." Becca thought about it and I'll Be There came into her head. Then she started singing.
"You and I must make a pact, we must bring salvation back
Where there is love, I'll be there
I'll reach out my hand to you, I'll have faith in all te do
Just call my name and I'll be there
I'll be there to comfort you,
Build my world of dreams around you, I'm so glad that I found te
I'll be there with a Amore that's strong
I'll be your strength, I'll keep holding on
Let me fill your cuore with joy and laughter
Togetherness, well that's all I'm after
Whenever te need me, I'll be there
I'll be there to protect you, with an unselfish Amore that respects te
Just call my name and I'll be there
If te should ever find someone new, I know he'd better be good to te
'Cause if he doesn't, I'll be there
Don't te know, baby, yeah yeah
I'll be there, I'll be there, just call my name, I'll be there
(Just look over your shoulders, honey - oo)
I'll be there, I'll be there, whenever te need me, I'll be there
Don't te know, baby, yeah yeah
I'll be there, I'll be there, just call my name, I'll be there... "
Once Becca finished the song, Paris was fast asleep. Becca kissed her forehead and went over to her CD player and turned it on and put some Jackson 5 slow tunes on for her to listen to while she slept. 'That should keep the nightmares from coming to you, Paris.' She thought and then started walking toward the door. She looked at Paris and smiled. "Sweet dreams, Paris." She whispered and turned off the lights and headed out of the room. She went into Michael's bedroom and laid down on the letto after taking her shoes off and placing them beside her side of the bed. She curled up under a thin blanket and soon fell asleep herself, taking a little nap.
