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Title: 'Told You!''
Fandom: The Monkees
Characters: Micky Dolenz, Mike Nesmith, Peter Tork, Davy Jones
Word Count: 200
Rating: G
Summary: Micky rushed in from the beach, panting.
"Guys!" Micky rushed in from the beach, panting. "There's a flying saucer outside!"
"Right, Micky," Davy chuckled, not glancing up from his book. "Pull the other leg, while you're at it."
Micky shook his head. "I'm serious! There's this huge flying disk thing up in the sky!"
Peter kept his eyes on the bass he was tuning. He grinned sagely. "Would this have anything to do with the fact that it's nearly Halloween?"
"And you're not even bein' original," Mike added, scrubbing away at their dishes. "Aliens, werewolves, ghosts..." He laughed. "Come up with a new one, sometime. Goodness knows you've got the imagination for it!"
"But, guys, I'm not making this up! I'm not kidding around, this time. There really is a flying saucer outside! Come and look, if you don't believe me! See for yourselves," an increasingly antsy Micky insisted, bouncing in place as though his feet had turned into rubber.
His friends all exchanged glances.
"C'mon, guys," Mike sighed, leading them to the door. "Guess he's not gonna stop buggin' us until he gets this new prank outta his system."
But, sure enough, a silvery something was hovering just outside their back door.
"Told you," Micky crowed.
Fandom: The Monkees
Characters: Micky Dolenz, Mike Nesmith, Peter Tork, Davy Jones
Word Count: 200
Rating: G
Summary: Micky rushed in from the beach, panting.
"Guys!" Micky rushed in from the beach, panting. "There's a flying saucer outside!"
"Right, Micky," Davy chuckled, not glancing up from his book. "Pull the other leg, while you're at it."
Micky shook his head. "I'm serious! There's this huge flying disk thing up in the sky!"
Peter kept his eyes on the bass he was tuning. He grinned sagely. "Would this have anything to do with the fact that it's nearly Halloween?"
"And you're not even bein' original," Mike added, scrubbing away at their dishes. "Aliens, werewolves, ghosts..." He laughed. "Come up with a new one, sometime. Goodness knows you've got the imagination for it!"
"But, guys, I'm not making this up! I'm not kidding around, this time. There really is a flying saucer outside! Come and look, if you don't believe me! See for yourselves," an increasingly antsy Micky insisted, bouncing in place as though his feet had turned into rubber.
His friends all exchanged glances.
"C'mon, guys," Mike sighed, leading them to the door. "Guess he's not gonna stop buggin' us until he gets this new prank outta his system."
But, sure enough, a silvery something was hovering just outside their back door.
"Told you," Micky crowed.