Mike sat up from the couch after a while and glanced over at Peter and Micky who seemed to be having a quiet conversation.
"Hey, he sat up." Micky said ever so joyful.
"You could stop picking on me ya know." Mike said standing up and walking to the refrigerator.
"Whatcha gonna make Mike?" Davy asked.
"I'm not sure. That's why I'm browsing."
"Browsing? Is that what your calling it?" Micky asked.
"Yeah. Browsing." Mike pulled out a roast beef from the freezer and he put it on the counter and let it thaw out.
"It should be done by dinner time."
"Think we can stay in the house all day to watch that?" Peter glanced at Mike and then continued what he was doing.
"Yeah. I will. I don't care where the three of you go."
"Great. Soon, we will think of a place to go." Micky said sarcastically.
Mike thought for a minute. "Man, instead I'm gonna cook something simple. I cant stay here all day." He finally said and he put the roast beef back.
"There ya go buddy." Micky stated.
"Uh-huh. Just dont wanna wait that long to eat. Ya know what I mean?"
"Yeah."
Mike just heated up some vegetable soup for everyone.
Once it was done, he gave a bowl to each of the other monkees, with himself being last. He sat at the table and began eating.
"We need to do something fun today." Peter said getting a spoonful of soup and putting it in his mouth.
"That sounds like a groovy idea."
"What do you have in mind Pete?"
"I don't know. The beach or something."
"We can go to the beach."
"Yeah. Sounds groovy."
Once they were all finished eating, Mike washed the dishes with of course Micky giving Mike the same dishes he already washed.
After a few minutes, Mike finally caught on. He looked down at the bowl, and then up at Micky. "Don't do that."
Micky began snickering. "It went on for a few minutes Mike."
"Don't make me hit you upside your head Mick."
"You wouldn't."
"Wouldn't I?"
"Okay. Okay."
"Get outta here and get ready for the beach Mick."
"Yes sir!" Micky saluted Mike and stomped upstairs.
Mike shook his head as Peter and Davy emerged from their bedroom all ready for the beach.
"Hey Mike. Aren't you coming too?"
"Yeah. But it's taking me a while to do the dishes because Micky decided it would be funny to give me the same ones I've already done."
"Hey. Hasn't he done that before?"
"Yeah. Next time he does it, I'll be ready for him."
"What are you gonna do?"
"I'm not sure. I'll think of something."
Mike was the last one to get ready. He met everyone else down at the beach. Micky and Davy were in the water and they got into a splash fight. Peter was building a sand castle and Mike decided to join him.
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The Monkees Part 1
FanfictionSince you don't see Mike kidnapped by himself in any episode of the Monkees, I decided to write about it. Let's see how good it turns out.