Title: 'April Showers'
Fandom: The Monkees
Rating: G
The duel had been long and difficult. Between them, the sand was dark, damp, stained, due to their efforts.
Now, both parties were tired, and out of ammunition.
Micky warily eyed Mike, uncertain of a trick. "So, who won," he asked.
Gazing at his water gun, Mike shrugged. "Don't know. Guess we gotta call it a draw."
Back at the Pad, Davy snickered to himself as the pair of combatants walked in.
"Okay, Shorty, what's so funny," Micky wondered.
"Look at the two of you," Davy responded. "You're soaked clean through. I've heard of April showers, but this is ridiculous!"
Fandom: The Monkees
Rating: G
The duel had been long and difficult. Between them, the sand was dark, damp, stained, due to their efforts.
Now, both parties were tired, and out of ammunition.
Micky warily eyed Mike, uncertain of a trick. "So, who won," he asked.
Gazing at his water gun, Mike shrugged. "Don't know. Guess we gotta call it a draw."
Back at the Pad, Davy snickered to himself as the pair of combatants walked in.
"Okay, Shorty, what's so funny," Micky wondered.
"Look at the two of you," Davy responded. "You're soaked clean through. I've heard of April showers, but this is ridiculous!"