Dawn
by Amanda Laws aka Monkeegirl Nov. 8 1997


The Monkees are playing checkers in the kitchen. The phone rings, Mike walks over and picks it up. "Hello, well this is Mike, ya I’m a Monkee, yes were musicians, no were not busy tomorrow, sure sounds fun, first thing in the morning is fine with me, ok, your welcome, bye." "Who was that Mike?" Micky asked. "A teacher from the high school. Her class is studying careers. One of her students wants to be a musician. So I said its ok if she comes to stay the weekend to see what its like." "She?" Davy asked "Ya, don’t worry its cool with her parents" "Wow, but where she gonna sleep?" Peter asked "Well, we can pull out the spare bed." Mike replied.

"Hurry up and clean off the table. You don’t want her to think we’re pigs do you?" "Gee Mike, settle down." Peter said as he put the dishes up. Some one knocks on the door. Davy walks over to the door and looks out the peep hole. He turns away, he has stars in his eyes. "She’s lovely, divine...." Micky pushes him away and opens the door to find a girl about 5ft tall, blond hair blue eyes wearing pants and a black turtle-neck. "Hi I’m Micky, this is Davy, Peter, and Mike, we’re the Monkees." "Hi I’m Dawn." They all sat down and remained quite for a short time. "Do you play?" Mike asked "The guitar and piano that’s about it." she replied. They sat there quietly for a few more moments." Well your supposed to study us so, we will go about our normal day." Mike said as he stood up. "Lets go to the beach" Peter suggested "Ok!" Micky agreed

Once at the beach, Micky and Dawn just laid around in the sun, while Davy, Peter and Mike talked to girls. "So this is what musicians do?" she asked. "Just when we can’t find work" Micky answered. "Wow, is it really that bad?" she asked. "No, not always. You want a soda?" "Sure Micky!" Micky headed off towards the refreshment stand. Dawn sat there and sighed, as she thought to her self, "Micky is so cute!" Wrapped up in thought of Micky, Dawn did not notice the two men in black sneaking up behind her.

Suddenly they grabbed her, she started to kick and scream. "Micky, Micky help!" Micky and the guys turned to see Dawn being shoved in to a car. They started running towards the car as fast as they could, but it wasn’t fast enough. "Quick, to the Monkee mobile!" Mike yelled running toward the car. The guys jumped into the car and followed the black car for miles till they came to a mansion on a hill. They sat and watched from behind the bushes as Dawn was taken inside. "Wow, this place is big! Mike said in aw. "How we gonna get in?" Peter asked. "A brilliant idea!" Micky says with excitement. "What is it?" Davy asked. "That’s what we need a brilliant idea! Got to go talk to the writer." Micky said as he walked a few feet. He came to a door that seemed to lead no wear, opened it then walked in. "Were did he go?" Peter asked

Micky is now in a room covered in Monkee photos and memorabilia. Monkee music is playing. He looks around briefly. Then walks over to the bed were I am sitting, writing the rest of the story. "Um... Amanda, this is a drag, we need a brilliant idea so we can save Dawn, go home and live happily ever after ok?" "Micky if only you could have some patience. Now please go back to the story. I’m sure the nice people reading it would like to know what happens." "Ok, just make it hip and groovy all that good stuff." "I always do!" Micky turns around and goes back through the door, to the story.

"Well Micky?" Mike asked "We wait." he replied. "Look!" Peter said pointing at the house. Three cars pull up to the door. Men in suits got out and went in the house. "Lets go see what’s going on" Mike suggested. The guys sneak over to a window and look in. Dawn is sitting in a chair with two men behind her. The room is full of gangsters. "Gangsters! What would they want with Dawn?" Davy asked. "Only one way to find out" Micky said in a devilish tone.

The Monkees enter the room in Black suits, hats, and sunglasses. The man by Dawn starts to talk. "Ok, for those of you who don’t know why you are here, this is Dawn, Mr. Grandly’s daughter. As we all know Grandly covers allot of grounds around here. To much too be exact. I plan to use her as ransom to gain power of his operation. Unfortunate for all of you I will have enough power to over throw all of you. But I am willing to take on a partner, highest bidder, will be left alone." The men started shouting out prices.

"I think were in the wrong attire." "Gee Peter you think?" Micky asked "This looks like a job for.... MONKEE MEN!" Davy declared. The guys changed into their costumes, and went to the front of the room. The men got quiet. Dawn jumped up and went to Micky’s side. "I’m sorry guys, I should have been honest and told you" "That’s ok Dawn" Micky assured her. "These men are evil, ev-il. No one knew that they would use you to get to your dad." Mike said proudly. He continued, "No one is gonna keep you here, lets go." They headed toward the door, a man stepped in front of it. "You guys ain’t taking her no where."

*Typical Monkee Romp* (just use your imagination) Every one starts running around. Micky and Dawn run up the stairs to the balcony and start kissing. Peter, walks up to a thug points at his shoes, the thug looks down, Peter hits him over the head with a pillow, the thug falls to the ground and Peter smiles. A thug is chasing Mike, Mike leads him over to a fish tank, and puts out his hand. The thug stops, Mike reaches in to the tank and pulls out a fish and hands it to the thug. The thug takes it, Mike smiles and runs off. Davy leads a thug into the kitchen, there is a pie on the table, Davy picks it up and throws it at the thug. But he throws it short and it lands on the floor, the thug slips on it and falls. A thug is standing underneath the balcony waving a gun around. Micky and Dawn take a break long enough for Micky to drop a potted flower on his head. Peter picks up the phone and calls the cops, then continues to hit thugs over the head with the pillow. Soon all the thugs were knocked out. The cops had arrived and took the thugs away. And the Monkees and Dawn returned to the pad.

"Well, I guess I should go home." Dawn said sadly. "Can we see each other again?" Micky asked "I don’t see why not." she answered. Micky gave her a kiss good bye and she left. "Well Mike, did you learn anything?" Davy asked. "What do you mean did I learn anything? Of course I did! What did I learn?" "I don’t know, your supposed to tell us a moral of the story." Davy remarked "Oh, let me see, nope ain’t got a moral for this story" Mike said scratching his head. "Well, how about we just say we should think twice next time we're asked to help out a teacher in need." "Sounds good to me Davy" Peter said with a smile.

THE END