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Devising a plan as you woke up you walked to your closet, throwing on some basic clothes and walking to the living room. For once in a blue moon Norman was up early and cleaning.
"Hey y/n, mind handing me the spray." he said with his hands full. You nodded, walking over to him sweetly and handing it to him. "Yes sir." you nodded quietly.
He stopped what he was doing and looked over at you. "I said yes sir." you said with a wink and handed him the bottle.
He gave you a strange look and continued cleaning. "Need any help?" you asked, eagerly. He gave you a once over and shook his head a little bit.
Norman was not in control. He never was, therefore he was no use to having you bend to his command. He nodded, handing you the bottle of cleaning spray and a wash cloth.
You began wiping down tables and making sure everything was spotless. His eyes followed you, watching as you would bend over to wipe something up.
You smirked knowing how he felt. Michael walked through the room as you cleaned off a low table. Norman had turned around since you had successfully tinted his cheeks red.
You turned your head to look at Michael but his hand came down on your ass. A yelp escaped your mouth and you looked over to see his dark eyes starring at you as he walked past.
Norman cleared his throat and left the room, obviously embarassed. Michael kept walking through the house and eventually disappeared into his room.
Rubbing the spot Michael had hit you, you tried to rub away the soreness. Jason walked through the living room and gave you a questioning look.
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"Michael.." you began to explain but fire sparked behind Jason's eyes. A deep embedded growl came from his throat as he stomped down the hallway.
Following him you watched as he ripped the door off it's hinges as Michael snapped to attention. Jason threw a fist but Michael dodged it and they began fighting.
It was a blinding flash of movement before something hard hit your head and knocked you into the wall. Black surrounded your vision before you hit the ground with a thud.
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