Title: 'Snowcone'
Fandom: The Monkees
Rating: G
"So thirsty," Micky groaned. Straining, he pulled himself across the sand, panting with every pull. "Need water..."
"Oh, there he goes again," Davy sighed, shaking his head. "That lunatic. Must think he's in the bloody Sahara, or something." He squinted. "What's he doing now?"
Peter peered closely. "It looks like he's writing a large SOS in the sand."
"Well, now I've seen everything."
"Mick," Mike called, "c'mon inside; we gotta rehearse."
"You have no pity," Micky called back in a desperate, melodramatic wail.
"We'll treat ya to a snowcone! Maybe two!"
At that, Micky perked up, his normal(ish) self. "Okay."
Fandom: The Monkees
Rating: G
"So thirsty," Micky groaned. Straining, he pulled himself across the sand, panting with every pull. "Need water..."
"Oh, there he goes again," Davy sighed, shaking his head. "That lunatic. Must think he's in the bloody Sahara, or something." He squinted. "What's he doing now?"
Peter peered closely. "It looks like he's writing a large SOS in the sand."
"Well, now I've seen everything."
"Mick," Mike called, "c'mon inside; we gotta rehearse."
"You have no pity," Micky called back in a desperate, melodramatic wail.
"We'll treat ya to a snowcone! Maybe two!"
At that, Micky perked up, his normal(ish) self. "Okay."
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Date: 2021-07-22 12:28 am (UTC)This is very Mickey. *thumbs up*
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Date: 2021-07-22 12:55 am (UTC)