Our Friend, Michael!

The three girls were surrounded by a sparkling and flashing portal, it was terrifying and epic at the same time. But when it was finally over, they found themselves in a town that looked like it was 1969. Except, it really was 1969.

"Whoa, where are we?" Scootaloo wondered.

"Don't know, but it definitely looks like the old days." Applebloom said as she looked around.

They could see cars that looked classic and people dressed original.

"Wow, people are dressed pretty classic." Sweetie Belle beamed.

"Guys, I think we've travelled back time."

They then turned to see kids playing around with a dodgeball, then they saw a black boy with afro hair and nice disco cloths.

"Hm, I wonder why he's not playing with the rest of the kids." Sweetie Belle wondered.

They walked over to him.

The boy noticed them approaching and gave a shy smile. "Hi there," he said softly.

"Hi." He said.

"Why aren't you playing with the other kids?" Scootaloo asked curiously.

The boy shrugged. "I like watching them play, but sometimes I feel like I don't fit in."

Apple Bloom gave him a reassuring smile. "Well, you can hang out with us if you want. We're new here too."

"You don't understand, I can't fit in because Joseph won't let me be a kid."

The girls exchanged puzzled glances. "Who's Joseph?" Sweetie Belle asked gently.

The boy sighed. "He's my father. He wants me to focus on my music and dancing all the time. I don't get to play like other kids."

Scootaloo frowned. "That's not fair. Everyone deserves to have fun."

Apple Bloom nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you should be able to be a kid too."

The boy smiled sadly. "Thanks. It's nice to hear that. But I have to practice a lot if I want to be the best."

"Well, maybe you can start by hanging out with us." Applebloom said.

The boy looked at Apple Bloom with a hopeful expression. "You really mean it?"

"Of course!" Scootaloo chimed in. "We'd love to have you join us."

The boy face lit up with a smile. "That sounds amazing. I'd love to hang out with you all."

"By the way, I'm Sweetie Belle, and these are my friends, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo," Sweetie Belle introduced them.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Michael," the boy replied.

The girls smiled warmly at Michael. "Nice to meet you, Michael!" Apple Bloom said.

"So, what do you like to do for fun?" Scootaloo asked.

Michael's eyes lit up. "I love singing and dancing. It's my passion."

Sweetie Belle beamed. "That's awesome! Maybe you can show us some of your moves."

"Uh...I don't really have the moves...yet!" Michael said.

Sweetie Belle smiled encouragingly. "That's okay! We can help you practice."

They were ready for that, until a man stepped out of the door they were near. It was a man who was none other them...Joseph, his father.

"Michael! I said take five, not fifteen." He scolded. "Your brothers are in there waiting for you. Now get your behind in there, before I throw you in there!"

"Sorry, Joseph."

"And you kids," He pointed to Applebloom, Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle. "Get lost!"

The two went inside.

"Well, that wasn't nice." Scootaloo powed.

"Wait, something about this seems familiar." Applebloom replied.

Sweetie Belle tilted her head, thinking hard. "Yeah, I feel like I've seen this before."

Apple Bloom nodded. "Me too. It's like we're in one of those stories we read about."

Scootaloo's eyes widened. "Wait a minute! I think I know who Michael is. Isn't he supposed to be famous or something?"

"Let's sneak inside and find out what's going on." Sweetie Belle planned.

The girls nodded in agreement, their curiosity piqued. They quietly tiptoed towards the door, careful not to make any noise.

As they peeked inside, they saw a small room filled with musical instruments and recording equipment. Michael's brothers were practicing a song, their voices harmonizing beautifully.

Michael stood off to the side, looking a bit dejected. Joseph was pacing back and forth, giving instructions and occasionally scolding the boys.

Michael: When I had you to myself, I didn't want you around
Those pretty faces always made you stand out in a crowd
But someone picked you from the bunch, one glance was all it took
Now it's much too late for me to take a second look

Oh, baby, give me one more chance (to show you that I love you)
Won't you please let me back in your heart
Oh, darlin', I was blind to let you go (let you go, baby)
But now since I see you in his arms (I want you back)
Yes, I do now (I want you back)
Ooh, ooh, baby (I want you back)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I want you back)
Na, na, na, na

Trying to live without your love is one long sleepless night
Let me show you, girl, that I know wrong from right
Every street you walk on, I leave tear stains on the ground
Following the girl I didn't even want around
Let me tell you now

Oh, baby, all I need is one more chance (to show you that I love you)
Won't you please let me back in your heart
Oh, darlin', I was blind to let you go (let you go, baby)
But now since I see you in his arms, uh-huh

Ah, buh bum, bum, bum
Ah, buh bum, bum, bum
All I want
Ah, buh bum, bum, bum
All I need
Ah, buh bum, bum, bum
All I want
Ah, buh bum, bum, bum
All I need

Oh, just one more chance to show that I love you
Baby (baby)
Baby (baby)
Baby (baby)

Forget what happened then (I want you back)
Let me live again

Oh, baby, I was blind to let you go
But now since I see you in his arms
(I want you back)

Spare me of this cause
Get back what I lost

Oh, baby, I need one more chance, ha
I tell ya that I love you
Baby (oh), baby (oh), baby (oh)
I want you back, ha
I want you back

"Wow, they're really good," Apple Bloom whispered.

"Yeah, but it looks like a lot of pressure," Scootaloo added.

"Hey, remember back at the museum where Sour Note talked about him?" Sweetie Belle said.

The two nodded.

"This is the time where the Jackson 5 was formed."

Apple Bloom's eyes widened. "You're right! This is when Michael and his brothers started their journey to becoming famous."

Scootaloo grinned. "Wow, we're witnessing history in the making!"

Michael and his brothers were leaving the recording room.

"We better left before they catch us." Apple Bloom whispered.

The girls nodded in agreement and quietly slipped away from the door. They found a hiding spot behind a nearby bush and watched as Michael and his brothers walked out of the building.

"I still can't believe we are witnessing history." Scootaloo beamed.

Sweetie Belle nodded; her eyes wide with excitement. "I know, right? This is incredible!"

But suddenly, the same sparkles and flashing portal appeared again. And the three girls were once again enveloped in its dazzling light.

"Hold on tight!" Apple Bloom shouted as they were pulled into the portal.

The world around them swirled and shifted, and when the portal finally released them, they found themselves in a different place and time.

"Where are we now?" Scootaloo wondered, looking around.

Then they hear a crowd applauded and a stage with a title that said: Jackson 5.

The girls' eyes widened as they heard the crowd's applause and saw the stage with the title "Jackson 5" illuminated in bright lights.

"Wow, this is amazing!" Sweetie Belle whispered in awe.

Apple Bloom nodded. "We're about to witness one of their performances!"

Scootaloo grinned. "Let's find a good spot to watch."

They quickly made their way to the front of the stage, blending in with the excited crowd. The energy was electric, and the girls could feel the anticipation building.

As the music started, Michael and his brothers took the stage, their voices harmonizing perfectly. The crowd erupted in cheers, and the girls couldn't help but join in, clapping and dancing along.

Michael: When I (when I) had you (had you)
I treated you bad
And wrong my dear
And girl since
Since you been away
Dont'cha know I
Sit around
With my head hangin' down
And I wonder
Who's lovin' you

I, I, I, I
Should have never ever
Ever made you cry
And girl since
Since you been gone
Dont'cha know I
Sit around
With my head hangin' down
And I wonder
Who's lovin' you

Life without love
Is oh, so lonely
I don't think
I don't think
I'm gonna make it
All my life (all my life)
All my life, yeah (all my life)
Belongs to you only
Come on and take it girl
Come on and take it
Because
All
All I can do
All I can do
Since you been gone is cry
And you, oooh
Will never wonder
And worry your pretty little head
About what I do

Dont'cha know I
Sit around
With my head hangin' down
And I wonder
Who's lovin' you

"This is incredible!" Apple Bloom shouted over the music.

"So, what now?" Scootaloo asked.

Sweetie Belle looked around, taking in the scene. "I think we should stick around and see what happens next. We might learn something important."

Once again, the same sparkles and flashing portal appeared, enveloping the girls in its dazzling light.

"OH COME ON!"

The world around them swirled and shifted, who knows what other time they'll be headed to.