Michael's pov

Me, my granddaughter Maddie, and Martin Bashir were with me in m  studio.

"I always wondered how you always know how to dance on stage when you perform so focused to the moves in the crowd." Martin says
"Well I had to rehearse ya'know? It takes potential ways of what I want to-" he cut me off
"Teach me. I want you to teach me how you can dance that well." He said and I began to blush
"I don't know. I'm kinda shy to show it." I protest while blushing pink
"Granddaddy I want you to teach me!" She says
"Well okay." I said getting up as Maddie followed me when I started Billie Jean

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZkhOXXhSIhU

"You have to focus on the beat by the rhythm to concentrate on the movement." I said as I looked over at Maddie trying to copy my move
"Am I doing it right grandad?" She tried to moonwalk but failed that I giggled as I went down her level
"Almost baby girl. It will take a lot of practice to do it. Do want me to teach you?" I asked her as her gleamed
"Yes! Teach me please!" She screams as I chuckle

I taught her step by step on how to do it correct but she did get some of it right but that's okay, I still know she did her best and I'm proud of her.

"I think I did it!" She says as I chuckled
"We'll get that part right okay?" I hugged her tightly
"I still can't believe that she wants to be like her granddad when she's older." Martin compliments
"We'll see in the future when I'm probably in my 70's." I said kissing her cheek