Feels Like We're Living In The Past (Modern Monkees AU)

Episode 1: Monkee See, Monkee Do Part 1

He was on his way to ask about a possible gig at a local night club, he had always heard it was better to go in person than to apply online if possible. And usually, when Mike was on a mission nothing could stop him, but he didn't ever expect to see himself walking towards him. It seemed to be a shock to the stranger as well, who was also slowing down as they got closer.

"Uh, hello there" Mike waved, studying the double, trying to find a flaw that meant this could be fake.

"H-Hi.." They didn't have an Texan accent like himself, which almost felt wrong to him.

"We're a spittin' image of each other" Mike looked them up and down in awe.

"I never thought all that doppelgänger stuff was true, what's your name?" They asked, the two of them on the edge of the sidewalk now to avoid holding up traffic.

"Uh, I'm Michael Nesmith, you can call me Mike"

The stranger held out a hand, "Barry Faulkner" They shook Mike's hand a little forcefully, "Why don't we go get a coffee and get to know each other? I mean, it's not everyday you meet your lookalike"

Mike smiled, "If you're payin' then I'm in"

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"Wait, how many siblings?" Barry asked in shock and Mike laughed.

"Four, two sisters and two brothers, I'm the second oldest" He explained and his lookalike scoffed in disbelief.

"How did your family manage that?"

Mike sighed as he picked up his coffee, "As best as we could"

"What's your mother's name? Maybe we're in the same gene pool or something" Barry asked as he stirred his iced coffee with his straw.

"Bette Nesmith Graham"

"Text her name to me, so I don't misspell it" They both picked up their phones, Mike not noticing the way Barry watched him put in his passcode.

They exchanged numbers then, Mike sending the text and then laughing about how he could just use a photo of himself for Barrry's contact photo.

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"You'll never guess what happened to me today" Mike spoke as he walked into the beach house.

"Did ya get us that gig?" Davy asked and Mike stopped in his tracks.

"Ah, no, I'm sorry guys, I didn't even go to the club" He apologized, receiving a sigh from Davy.

"How're we supposed to make money if we don't play?" Davy complained.

"Oh come on, there'll be plenty of gigs, we can just email the guy instead" Micky tried to diffuse the situation, getting up from their couch to go to Mike, "What happened today?"

"Oh! Right, I uh, met this guy who look exactly like me" Mike smiled, a little goofily, pulling out his phone, "We took a photo together"

"You mean there's two a you now?" Davy pretended to sound upset as him and Peter came up to look.

"Kinda, he's not from Texas though, and I don't think we're even related" Mike explained, showing them the photo.

"You drink iced coffee now?" Peter asked, confused.

"Peter, I'm the one with the wool hat on" He tried not to sound too irritated with his friend.

"Never thought I'd see two Mike's in one place" Micky spoke up, "You should invite him over sometime"

"Now, what's the email for that club, we better ask before they get booked" Davy was pulling out his phone now, getting ready to type.

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