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100wordsTitle: 'A Gift'
Fandom: The Monkees
Rating: G
It was only once Micky had gotten through and decided to rest from the latest tear that he was on that he discovered he'd had an audience for the whole thing. Davy was staring at him, looking fairly disconcerted.
"What's the problem, Shorty," Micky teased.
Davy just shook his head, before asking: "Were you born insane, or something? I mean, no offense, but you're bloody crackers! I'm not saying there's anything properly the matter with you; but you seem a bit off sometimes."
Micky threw his head back, laughing. "Don't worry; I'm not nuts. It's just a gift I have."
Fandom: The Monkees
Rating: G
It was only once Micky had gotten through and decided to rest from the latest tear that he was on that he discovered he'd had an audience for the whole thing. Davy was staring at him, looking fairly disconcerted.
"What's the problem, Shorty," Micky teased.
Davy just shook his head, before asking: "Were you born insane, or something? I mean, no offense, but you're bloody crackers! I'm not saying there's anything properly the matter with you; but you seem a bit off sometimes."
Micky threw his head back, laughing. "Don't worry; I'm not nuts. It's just a gift I have."
