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Micky woke up to a cold feeling to see Peter had ripped off his bedsheets. Micky groaned tired and cold, curling into a ball, forgetting he slept naked.
Peter stares at him for a moment, "Boy Mick, you're lucky the penis snatcher hasn't found you. He'd be in for a treat." He references to Micky's large pp. Davy pops his little British head into the doorway, "C'mon lads we're going to be late to see Aidan!"
Micky gulped, he had been caught last night when he was capturing photos of Aidon's abnormally long succulent toes. He couldn't go back there, not after last time.
"I can't go," Micky states, grabbing the blanket from Peter's hands wrapping it around himself. "But why? You're lovely company, Micky." Davy says all posh-like. "Places to be, things to do, y'know." He says elusively as they stare at him blankly.
"CMON NOW, LETS GO." Mike calls from the other room. They all file out of the room without another word. Micky sighs in relief, putting on his favourite dark red spandex suit, perfect for hiding suspicious bodily fluids.
He had a long day ahead of him.
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Four Monkees One Amphibian Bakery
Fanfictionthe monkees own a bakery where they make pastry for amphibians. their rival is a vegan man named Aidan mustard Gallagher, who owns the vegan Panera across the street.
