He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)

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Larrysgirl	He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	Lead	[-]
Posts: 1316 (01/22/07 2:59 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Hello! Here's my new fic for the month! This time it's a Monkees/Get Smart crossover! Of course, anybody who wants to can lend a hand! And now... Micky shifted from foot to foot as he waited in line at the bank. The line in front of him didn't seem to be moving at all. At one of the teller windows an old lady was counting out pennies, while another was trying to cash a third-party check. 'I'll never cash this check today.' Micky thought to himself, 'I should've never come close to closing time.' Slowly, the line inched forward and Micky finally found himself being the next in line. "Can I help who's next?" A tired-looking teller called over. Micky breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to the teller. "Hi, I'd like to cash this check." Micky said. "Do you have a form of ID on you?" The teller asked. Micky pulled out his wallet and showed her his driver's license. The teller looked at it...then suddenly began to giggle. Micky gave the teller a puzzled look, wondering what was so funny, when he heard more giggling come from behind him. Turning, Micky noticed that everyone in line behind him was starting to giggle and laugh. The giggles soon turned to loud laughter! Micky looked around, wondering if he was being the object of some joke, like on Candid Camera, but the people laughing weren't looking at him at all. They were laughing and howling, some of the people were on the floor. Others were laughing so hard they had tears running down their cheeks. "What's so funny?" Micky asked, but no-one answered him. Everyone in the bank, even the security guards, were doubled over in laughter. Just then, several armed men rushed into the bank, wearing black masks and holding sacks. Without a word, they jumped over the divide between the tellers and the customers and began to fill their sacks with money from the drawers. The tellers were too busy laughing to stop them. Only Micky seemed immune from the laughter that had infected everyone. He ran over to the security guard. "Hey, those guys are robbing the place!" He shouted at him. "HE HEHEHE HAA HAA!" The gaurd laughed, "I know! HE HE HE! I can't stop laughing!" The masked men were also helping themselves to the helpless customers' purses and wallets as well. "Let's go!" One of the masked men yelled to the others. As the bandits started to leave, Micky realized he had to do something. He ran over to the wall and set off the fire alarm. The sprinkler system came on, showering everyone with water.The bandits looked over in shock. "Hey, how come you're not laughing?" One of the men shouted at him. "Let's go!" The first bandit repeated, "We got the money!" The men started out of the bank, but one of them slipped on the wet floor and went down. Micky grabbed the man's money sack and the two had a tug of war with it. "Let go, it doesn't belong to you!" Micky shouted at the bandit. The bandit shrugged and let go...sending Micky to the floor. Laughing, the bandit followed his comrades out the door and into a waiting getaway car. As soon as they left, the people in the bank slowly stopped laughing. Micky slowly got up and helped the other people to stand as well. A minute later, several police officers ran inside and Micky told them what had happened. "Did they leave behind any evidence?" A police officer asked. "Just this sack." Micky replied, "They used them to hold the money." "This is the third bank this week that was held up in the same manner." The police cheif said, "I think we're going to need help with this." "Are you going to call the FBI?" Micky asked. "No, we're going to call on the agents of CONTROL." The cheif replied. To Be Continued... Lisa, the Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
NoraLou	Re: He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#1	[-]
Posts: 12468 (01/22/07 3:14 AM) Rev. Nora Paperback writer Amazing Grace New Admin Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Great start, Lisa! I loved "Get Smart"! Nora
Mickys411	He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#2	[-]
Posts: 2229 (01/22/07 11:20 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Awsome start Lisa Here's what I got... Micky went back to the station with the police for questioning. When they arrived there, Micky called the guys to tell them to met him at the station. He told the police and the chief that he couldn't tell what the robbers looked like because they were wearing masks. By the time the questioning was done, the other Monkees arrived at Headquaters. "Micky, are you ok?" Peter asked. "Yeah what happed?" Davy asked. "Was there really a robbery?" Mike asked. "Yeah I'm fine, but there was something odd about this robbery," said Micky. "What do you mean?" Davy asked. "All the people in the bank were laughing as if noting was happening." "It does sound very odd," said one of the police officers. Just then, the chief stepped out of his office. "Well, they're sending us some local agents to help solve the case," said the chief. He then turned to Micky and said,"We'd thank you for your help young man, but I must warn you, you might be in a bit of trouble." "What do you mean I might be in trouble?" Micky asked with a bit of nervosness in his voice. "Well, since you're the one who tried to stop them, they might recinize you." Micky gulped. "Not to worry, we'll have the agent keep an eye on you." The guys then left the station. "Do you guys really think those robbers will find me?" Micky asked. "Don't worry Micky, I'm sure their masks covered their faces so well, they probeley weren't able to see the light of day," said Davy. The Monkees especially Micky tried not to think about the incident until the next day, when there was a knock on the door during practice. Mike who was in the middle of tuning his guitar,place it on the couch and said,"I'll get that." He answered the door, and outside stood a man in his 30's who had short black hair and was wearing a grey suit. "Good afternoon, said Mike, Is there anything I can help you with?" "Yes, I'm here about the robbery at the bank yesterday, said the man, Do you mind if I come in?" "Not at all sir." Mike invited the man in the pad. "Thank you, oh by the way, I'm Agent Maxwell Smart," said the man, exanding his hand. The other Monkees got off the bandstand to meet Agent Smart. "It's nice to meet all of you," said Maxwell Smart, after they all introduced one another. "Now then, let's get down to business. Which one of one was there when the robbery took place?" "That would be me," said Micky, giving a shakingly hand raise. "There's nothing to woory about young man, said Maxwell Smart, The chief said that I and my partner are going to see that you and your friends are safe and that we solve the case. Just then, ther was a noise that sounded like a phone ringing. Peter answered the phone. "Hell-o Hell-o?" he said. But there was no answered, thought the ringing countinued. "Oh excuse me that's for me," said Maxwell. He removed one of his loafers and began to talk into it from the bottom side. The Monkees couldn't believe what they were seeing. "I thought I told you never to call me at this number," said Maxwell. Just then he clear his throat and said,"Oh sorry about that 99, I don't think I'm getting a good reseption. Yes, I'm at the place now, 1334 North Beechwood, ok see you shortyly bye." Maxwell hung up and placed his loafer back on. The Monkees still looked in surprised. "You know, that was the oddest thing I ever saw," said Davy. "What you never seen a person talk into a shoe before?" asked Maxwell. "Well, I did a person talk into a popcicle but that's just about it," said Mike. That's all I could come up with for tonight Mickys411 (Laura)
Larrysgirl	Re: He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#3	[-]
Posts: 1316 (01/23/07 2:54 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Terrific, Laura! Here we go... Maxwell just smiled at Mike, "Well, we agents use a lot of phones that are in disguise." He said, then looked over and saw Mr. Schnieder sitting on a chair by a side wall. The agent rushed over to him and whispered in his ear. "Agent 31, what are you doing here?" He asked, "Did the cheif assign you to this case too?" "What are you doing?" Davy asked Max as he walked over. "I'm...uh...just admiring your mannequin." Max replied quickly. "That's Mr. Schnieder, he's our mascot." Davy said, then pulled the string attached to Mr. Schnieder's front. "A fool and his money are soon parted." The mechanical voice of Mr. Schnieder intoned. "That's not the counter-sign, thirty one." Max scolded the dummy. He pulled the string once again. "Children should be seen and not heard." Mr. Schnieder said. "You must be reading from an old manual, thirty one." Max replied, shaking his head. Davy finally caught on to what Max was doing. He started to laugh. "He's not an agent, Mr. Smart." Davy said, "He's been with us for years." "Um, yeah, well some of us can be in deep cover." Max whispered to Davy. Just then, there was a knock at the front door. "I'll get it." Micky said. "No you don't, I'll get it." Max told Micky, "You don't know who that could be." Micky nodded nervously as Max walked over to the door, putting a hand inside his coat pocket. "Who is it?" He asked. "It's me, Max." A female voice replied. "Me who?" Max asked. "Agent 99." "How do I know it's you?" Max persisted, "What's the password?" "Open the door, Max." "Right." Max replied and opened the door. Standing there was a young woman in her mid-twenties with short brown hair and wearing a blue dress. "Hello, 99." Max said, giving her a peck on the cheek, "Did you have any trouble finding the place?" "No, it was easy to find." Ninety-nine replied as she walked in. Max closed the door and led her inside to meet the Monkees. "Gentlemen, I'd like to you to meet my partner, agent 99." Max said to them. "Hello there." Davy said with a big smile. "She's also my fiance." Max added. "Oh, congratulations." Mike replied. "Would you two care to sit down?" "Thank you." Ninety-nine said and she and Max sat down on one of the couches. "So, you two are going to protect me while you solve this bank robbery?" Micky asked. "Yes we are." Max replied confidently, "Now can you tell us what happened yesterday?" So Micky told the two agents how he had been waiting in line at the bank when everybody started laughing except him. Then he went on to tell them what had happened next, how the robbers robbed the bank with little resistance. When he was done, Max and 99 looked thoughtfully at him. "That's some story, Micky." Max said, "You say they weren't affected by the laughing at all?" "Not a bit, and neither was I." Micky replied. "That's very interesting." Ninety-nine added, "In all the other robberies everybody was helpless with laughter. You are the first one not to be affected." "Why wasn't I affected?" Micky asked. "We don't know." Max replied, "But for something like mass laughter to happen, there must've been some sort of ray or gas used." "Sounds like Dr. Yes might be back in business, Max." Ninety-nine told her partner. "Doctor Yes?" Peter asked. "Yes, he's an evil scientist that works for Chaos." Max told him, "He specializes in ways to affect the human body, but I thought he died when his invisible ray machine fell on him." "What's Chaos?" Mike asked this time. "Chaos is an organization bent on world domination." Ninety-nine replied, "There's nothing they won't do to try to control the world. Max and I have foiled several of their plots over the years." The Monkee just looked at each other. "Thanks to Micky we now have a clue." Ninety-nine continued, "I just came from Control's lab where they were analyzing the sack Micky took from one of the robbers." "What did they find?" Davy asked. "Nothing so far." Ninety-Nine replied. "I hope they do find something." Micky replied, "I don't like the idea of those guys might be looking for me." "As long as you stay put, you'll be fine." Max reassured him. "We can't stay put, we have a gig tonight." Mike told him. "A gig?" Max asked. "Yeah, you know, a job playing music." Mike replied. "Well, cancel it." Max said. "We can't, we need the money." Davy replied, "Our landlord is always after us for the rent." "But what about me?" Micky asked. Ninety-nine put in, "This might be a way to draw Chaos out in the open." "You mean, be the bait?" Micky asked, getting up and moving over to the bandstand. "Yes, Micky." Ninety-Nine said gently, "If someone is after you, this will give us a chance to arrest them." Micky thought for a long minute. "Okay, I'll do it." Micky said reluctantly. "Don't worry, ninety-nine and I will protect you." Max said, getting up and walking over to him...and promptly tripping over the bandstand, knocking over Micky's drums. Over at the abandoned Sew Perfect fabric company, a celebration was going on. A tall, bald man wearing a dark suit was smiling as several men were dumping sacks of money onto a table in front of him. It was the same men who had robbed the bank the day before. "Wow, look at all this dough, Dr. Yes." One of the men said, "Our best haul yet!" "Yes, you have done quite well." Dr. Yes replied, "This money will help with my laughing gas research, not to mention fund my other Chaos projects too." "We would've had more if Ernie wasn't stopped by one of those long-haired weirdoes." A man said. "Well, this kid wasn't laughing, and he turned on the fire sprinklers and grabbed my money sack." Ernie said defensively. "What do you mean not laughing?" Dr. Yes asked. "I mean, he was the only one not laughing in the bank, Dr. Yes." Ernie replied. "Impossible!" Dr. Yes shouted, "Everyone, young or old, male or female should feel the effects of my laughing gas!" "Well, this kid didn't, Doc." Ernie said. Doctor Yes began to pace around the room. "That means my gas isn't perfect." He said, "I must know why that boy wasn't affected by my gas." He turned to Ernie. "You know what he looked like?" "Yeah, long curly hair, bright-colored clothes." Ernie said. "Well, find him!" Dr. Yes shouted back, "I'm sure Control is already on the case and we can't let them find out my laughing gas is flawed! Find that man and bring him here!" "Yes, Doctor Yes." Ernie and the other men said. To Be Continued... Oh boy, Micky's in trouble... I'm evil, aren't I? Lisa, the Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
dydrmblvr	Re: He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#4	[-]
Posts: 3540 (01/23/07 3:31 AM) Raspy McSqueaks MandrakeMallard soul peeps Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	*Quote:* Oh boy, Micky's in trouble... I'm evil, aren't I? This is great!! I can't wait to see what kind of trouble Micky gets into and how Maxwell will handle it! Or will Maxwell get in trouble and Micky and 99 will have to handle him??? Bravo!!! ~LuAnne
Mickys411	He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#5	[-]
Posts: 2229 (01/23/07 10:50 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Lisa, the thing with Maxweel and the dummy was funny Ok, here's what I got... Meanwhile back at the pad, the Monkees, 99 and Maxwell were cooking up a plan. "Micky, what instrument do you play?" asked 99. "Drums," Micky answered. "Good, if you're fruther back on stage, you won't get spotted easily." "We'll go to the show to, to keep an eye out," said Maxwell. "We'll also keep our eyes open during the show as well," said Mike. "That's a good idea," said Davy. "I sure hope those guys don't come to the club though," said Peter. That's all I can come up with Mickys411 (Laura)
rvm67	Re: He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#6	[-]
Posts: 5506 (01/24/07 1:22 AM) FVB Video Sleuth Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Great story, you guys! How do you think up these things? And then using Maxwell Smart and Agent 99 to help solve this robbery...priceless! You know, I had a peach colored sweatshirt I often wore that I got for a Christmas present...it said Get Smart on it with a picture of Maxwell...was that Don Adams who played him? Get Smart was one of my favorite programs as a kid. Rachael
DavidForever	Re: He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#7	[-]
Posts: 6792 (01/24/07 2:11 AM) FVB Chopped Liver Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Yes, it was Don Adams. Sally B
Larrysgirl	Re: He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#8	[-]
Posts: 1316 (01/24/07 2:56 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Thanks, Laura! I kinda figured Max would think Mr. Schnieder was an agent! Great job on your part! Here's more... Max and 99 left the pad, promising they would meet the guys at the club. Since it was getting late, the Monkees changed into their blue stage outfits, loaded up the Monkeemobile and drove over to the Trocadero Club. Micky hid in the backseat the whole way over. Once at the club, Mike, Peter and Davy quickly ushered Micky inside and had him hide in the dressing room while they set up on stage. There was a curtain in front of the stage that hid them from view. Every so often, one of them would sneak a peak to see if the two Control agents were there. "I hope Max and 99 show up soon." Peter whispered. "They will." Davy assured him, "Max is a bit touched in the head, but they both seem dedicated to their job." When everything was set up, Mike, Peter and Davy went back to the dressing room and saw that Micky was not there! "Micky, where are you?" Mike called. Davy opened a closet door...and was nearly brained by Micky, who was holding a broken chair leg. "Whoa, Micky, it's me!" Davy exclaimed. "Sorry, Davy." Micky said, getting out of the closet, "I thought you were one of those robbers." "Man, I hope Max and 99 get those guys soon." Peter said. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and the four Monkees screamed. Micky ran back into the closet and slammed the door shut. "Who...who is it?" Mike stammered. "It's the manager." The manager replied, "You Monkees are on in two minutes!" "We'll be there!" Peter called back. Davy went over to the closet door and told Micky it was safe to come out again. "We gotta go on now, Micky." Mike told him. "Okay, let's do it." Micky replied with false bravado. So, after checking if the coast was clear, the Monkees rushed over to the stage just as the manager was making his announcement. They quickly took their places. "And now, ladies and gentlemen, THE MONKEES!" The manager exclaimed. The curtain opened to a burst of applause and cheering. Mike looked at Micky who finally tapped his drumsticks. The music started and Micky began to sing, "Take the last train to Clarksville and I'll meet you at the station..." He sang, but his voice sounded nervous. Meanwhile, circling among the table along the walls, was a young waitress wearing a white apron. But this was no ordinary waitress, it was agent 99. She had called the chief after her and Max had left the pad and he had gotten the two agents jobs as waitress and bartender. Agent 99's disguise allowed her to roam freely around the club to see if she could spot any of Chaos' agents. Max used his vantage spot from the bar in the back to see if anybody suspicious was around as well. After getting an order, 99 would go over to the bar and Max would get the drinks. Each time, they would signal each other if anybody suspicious had entered the club. So far, nobody out of the ordinary was there. "It's kind of hard to tell if any Chaos agent are here, 99, what with all the long hair and weird clothing." Max whispered to her, gesturing with his hand. He wasn't watching what he was doing, and knocked the drinks on the bar over. His partner jumped out of the way. "Sorry about that, 99." He said, moping it up. Ninety-nine just shook her head as Max got new drinks for her. As bad luck would have it, just a few blocks away, Ernie and another of Dr. Yes's henchmen were walking down the street. "How we gonna find that kid?" Ernie groused, "There's so many of those long haired weirdoes around." "I dunno, Ernie." His partner said, "But I'm thirsty, let's stop in here for a drink." "You know Dr. Yes wouldn't like that, Burt." Ernie replied. "What the doc don't know won't hurt him." Burt smiled, then stopped when he saw the picture of the Monkees in front of the Trocadero Club. "Hey Ernie, isn't that the kid?" He asked. Ernie took a look at Micky's picture. "Yeah, that's him, alright. He's playing at this club tonight!" "Let's go back and tell the doc!" Burt exclaimed, running back to the hideout, with Ernie hot on his heels. To Be Continued... Sorry if that last part seems a bit contrived, but I couldn't figure out a better way for Dr. Yes to find Micky! Lisa, the Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	He Who laughs Last (fanfic)	#9	[-]
Posts: 2229 (01/24/07 11:03 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Here's another part to the story Just then, Burt stopped in his tracks. "What's the matter?" Erine asked. "Well, I was just thinking, if we go back and tell the boss that we found the kid, he'll asked,"Why didn't you bring him back?" "So you're saying we should go back and get the kid?" "Exactly, you're really catching on to this business." And the two headed back to the club. When Erine and Burt arrived back at the club, they dashed inside and grabbed the nearest table by the stage. And sure enough they spotted Micky. Sorry Lisa, but that's all I got Mickys411 (Laura)
NoraLou	Re: He Who laughs Last (fanfic)	#10	[-]
Posts: 12468 (01/25/07 12:08 AM) Rev. Nora Paperback writer Amazing Grace New Admin Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Short but suspenseful, Laura! Good job! Nora
Larrysgirl	Re: He Who laughs Last (fanfic)	#11	[-]
Posts: 1316 (01/25/07 2:49 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Don't apologize Laura, you're doing very well! Let's see now... "That's him!" Ernie told Burt. "Quiet, you'll give us away." Burt replied. Fortunately, Agent 99 spotted the two men enter the club and saw them quickly grab a table near the stage. Getting suspicious, she walked over to them. "Hello gentlemen," She smiled, "May I take your orders?" "I'll have a glass of water." Ernie replied, his eyes on Micky. "Same here." Burt added, looking at Micky. "Coming right up." Ninety-nine replied. She gave them a lingering glance and walked away. Just then, the Monkees were ending a number. Mike then announced they were taking a short break and the four men walked off the stage. "Go up to the bar." Ninety-Nine whispered to them as they walked past her. The Monkees obeyed and were greeted by Max. "Hi fellas, what will you have?" Max asked. "Four sodas." Peter replied. Max nodded and began to fill their glasses. Agent 99 then joined them. "Anything, 99?" Max asked her. "Just a few minutes ago two men rushed in and sat down by the stage, Max." His partner told him, "They only ordered water and kept looking at Micky." Micky audibly gulped at that. "Yes, that does sound suspicious, 99." Max agreed. He got out two water glasses, filled them with ice, then took a plastic cube out of his pocket and added it to the ice in one of the glasses. "What's that?" Davy asked. "It's an ice-cube microphone." Max replied, filling the two glasses with water. "I'll try and listen in to see if those two are up to something." "Good thinking, Max." Ninety-nine replied, putting the glasses on her tray. She looked at the Monkees. "Don't worry fellas, I'll keep an eye on them." "Can you keep both eyes on them?" Micky asked as 99 walked away. Agent 99 walked over to the table and set the water glasses down on the table in front of them. "Here you go, gentlemen." She said. "Hey, when are those guys coming back?" Ernie asked. "Oh soon, sir." Ninety-nine replied, "Are you a fan of theirs?" "Yeah, you could say that." Burt replied. Ninety-Nine just smiled and walked away. Max watched 99 put the drinks on the table and then put a small listening device in his ear. "Can you hear them?" Mike asked Max. "Nothing so far." Max replied. Davy looked at his watch. "Hey, it's time we got back." "Go ahead." Max said, patting Micky on the back, "But try not to let on you're on to them." The Monkees nodded and went back up onto the stage. Micky didn't know Max had put a homing device on his shirt. The Monkees began to play 'She' and the crowd began to get up and dance again. Max tried to listen in on Ernie and Burt's conversation, but Ernie, whose drink the microphone was in, was sloshing the ice around in his glass. "How we gonna get that drummer?" Ernie asked Burt. But Max heard, 'What did you do last summer?' "We gotta think of a plan." Burt replied. But Max heard, 'I wanna eat a clam'. "Hey, could I get some service?" A man at the bar asked Max. "Sorry sir." Max said, rushing over to fill the man's order. Between working at the bar and the sloshing ice, Max could hear little of what Ernie and Burt were saying. Suddenly, several more people came over to the stage area and one girl bumped into Ernie and Burt's table, spilling his water...and the microphone went sliding away. To Be Continued... I'm sorry, but I'm kinda stuck right now...I want Micky to be captured by Ernie and Burt or their friends, but I don't know how to do it yet. Laura...anybody...throw me a plot bunny, please? Lisa, the Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#12	[-]
Posts: 2229 (01/25/07 10:45 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	I think I got something Lisa 99 saw what happened, quickly picked up the microphone, then went back to Erine and Burt's table. "I'm sorry that your glasses spilled gentlemen, she said, Let me get you some more ." "Oh no that's ok miss," said Erine. "Yes, we better get going anyway."said Burt. The two got up from the table, but not before leaving some change on the table for 99. She collected the money, then headed back to the bar to meet Max. "Bad news Max, said 99, The microphone dropped out of the glass, and the two guys are leaving. "Anything else I should know?" Max asked. "Yes, they were lousy tippers to." "Where are we going, what about the kid?" asked Erine. "We'll get him?" Burt answered. "How?" "You'll see follow me." And Erine followed Burt to backstage. Burt turned to Erine and said,"Go over to the light switch,and when I give the signal, shut off the power." "Got it," said Erine. Meanwhile on stage, the Monkees countinued to play, when all of a sudden, all the lights in the club went out. "Hey, who turned on the dark?" asked Peter. Just then, the lights turned back on. Max and 99 rushed to the stage. "Are you guys ok?" Max asked. "I think so," said Davy. "Same here," said Mike. "Me to, said Peter, What about you Micky?" Peter turned to the drum set and saw that Micky wasn't there. "Oh no, I bet those two guys got him," said 99. "Then we go after them?" Peter asked. "Right," said Mike. And that what they did. Take it away Lisa I hope you like it Mickys411 (Laura)
dydrmblvr	Re: He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#13	[-]
Posts: 3540 (01/26/07 1:02 AM) Raspy McSqueaks MandrakeMallard soul peeps Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	On the edge of my seat, girls!! Keep up the good work!! ~LuAnne
Larrysgirl	Re: He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#14	[-]
Posts: 1316 (01/26/07 2:58 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Thank you, Laura! That was very good! Sally, thank you for PMing me with your plot ideas! Here's more... Max pulled out a gun hidden in his apron and led the way backstage...and promptly tripped over a box. Mike helped him to his feet and the group continued on. "They couldn't have gone far." Davy said. Just then, two men wearing mustaches and dragging a bass fiddle case behind them, came out of one of the dressing rooms. "Excuse me," Max said, "Did you see three men, one with curly hair, rush past here." "No hablo english, Senor." One of the men said. "Sorry." Max said, as he and the others rushed away. Little did they know, that it was Burt and Ernie in disguise and that Micky was inside the case! The two henchmen nodded to each other and proceeded to drag the case outside. Max, 99 and the other three Monkees were now out behind the club looking for Micky. "No sign of him, Max." Peter said, "Where did they take him to?" "Hey, didn't those two guys with that case look familiar?" Mike asked everyone. "You're right." Max replied, "I think I had seen them play at the Riverside Club a few nights ago." "No Max." Ninety-nine said patiently, "I think those two men might've been the chaos men." "Don't be rediculous, 99." Max chided, "They didn't speak english." "Let's go back anyway." Davy said, and then ran back into the club. Everyone followed Davy inside, but a quick search found the two men were gone! Burt and Ernie were just outside the front of the club, pulling the bass fiddle case. "This kid sure is heavy for one so skinny." Ernie complained to his partner. From inside the case they could hear Micky shouting, "Let me out of here! Let me out!" "Quiet, kid!" Burt said, banging on the fiddle case, "You're coming with us." He looked at Ernie. "Call the doc, tell him we got the kid, but we need a ride." Ernie pulled out a cigarette case, flipped it open and dialed Dr. Yes's hideout. The doctor answered in on the first ring. "Hello?" "Hello, Dr. Yes?" Ernie said, "It's Ernie. Burt and I got the kid you wanted that wasn't affected by the gas, but we need a ride to the hideout." "Excellent work!" Dr. Yes exclaimed, "Where are you located?" "In front of the Trocodero Club on West Fifth Street." Ernie replied. "I'll send a car for you right away." Dr. Yes replied, and then hung up the phone. "The doc says he's gonna send a car for us." Ernie told Burt. Just then, the case burst open and Micky fell onto the sidewalk. He had a drumstick in each hand. "Stay back, I'm not afraid to use these!" Micky shouted at them. But Ernie rushed him and Micky smacked him on the head. The drumstick broke, but Ernie stayed standing. "Uh oh." Micky whimpered. "Got any more tricks, kid?" Ernie snickered. "Yeah, it's called...running!" Micky yelled, and then tore down the street, still holding the one and a half drumsticks. "Hey, come back here!" Burt yelled as he and Ernie took off after him. Just then, Max, 99 and the other three Monkees came outside. "Hey, look!" Mike said, "It's the Bass fiddle case those two guys were carrying!" "And it's empty!" Peter finished, "Why would they carry an empty case around?" "Look, Max!" Ninety-nine said, "A broken drumstick!" "That's Micky's drumstick!" Davy said. "Micky must've been in that case!" "But where is he now?" Max asked. Micky was a block away, being chased by Ernie and Burt. He threw the other half of the broken drumstick at the two men, but they easily ducked. He broke the other stick in half as he ran to use as a weapon. Realizing the men were gaining on him, Micky ran out into traffic, hoping to lose the men among all the car. Micky began to flag cars down, hoping someone would give him a ride, but all the cars either ignored or honked at him. Suddenly, a large black sedan stopped and Micky ran over, Ernie and Burt right behind him. "You gotta help me!" Micky shouted at the guy sitting in the backseat, a tall, bald-headed man. "Help you? Why?" The man asked, looking over Micky's shoulder at Ernie and Burt. "Those men are chasing me!" Micky replied, indicating Ernie and Burt. But the tall man addressed his next question to Ernie and Burt. "Is this the boy?" He asked. "Yes, Dr. Yes." Ernie and Burt replied, running over. "Very well." Dr. Yes said, then calmly pulled out a gun. "Climb inside, young man, I wish to talk to you." Ernie and Burt grabbed Micky and forced him into the car, which sped off down the street. "What do you want with me?" Micky asked as he was pushed into the seat next to the doctor. "First, loose the drumsticks, and I'll remove that homing device on your shirt." Dr. Yes said, grabbing the homing device off Micky's shirt and throwing it out the window. Burt grabbed Micky's drumsticks and threw them out of the window too. "Good, now let's talk about the events yesterday at the First National Bank." Dr. Yes said to Micky as the car sped back to the hideout." To Be Continued... Lisa, the Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
dydrmblvr	Re: He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#15	[-]
Posts: 3540 (01/26/07 3:12 AM) Raspy McSqueaks MandrakeMallard soul peeps Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Poor Micky!!!
Mickys411	He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#16	[-]
Posts: 2229 (01/26/07 11:31 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	You're very welcome Lisa Max,99 and the other Monkees raced up and down many streets and corners, but no signs of Dr. Yes men or Micky. They were walking along a hidout in between some buildings, when they spotted something. "Hey that's the homing device I put on Micky," said Max. "There's more stuff to," said 99, hilding up Micky's broken drumsticks. "They must have been here then," said Mike. "Poor Micky," said Peter. "I just hope Micky managed to get away," said Davy. But Micky didn't, instead he was inside a black car with Dr. Yes and his men, heading somewhere. "Where are you taking me?" Micky asked. "You'll see when we get there," said Dr. Yes with a laugh. Burt and Erine began to laugh as well. Micky didn't like what was going to happen now or soon. Mickys411 (Laura)
NoraLou	Re: He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#17	[-]
Posts: 12468 (01/27/07 1:21 AM) Rev. Nora Paperback writer Amazing Grace New Admin Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Oh dear, what will happen next? I'm anxious to find out! Nora
Larrysgirl	Re: He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#18	[-]
Posts: 1316 (01/27/07 3:00 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Great Laura! Here we go... "We've searched everywhere, Max." Ninety-Nine said to him. "There's got to be some clue, 99." Max said, turning the broken drumsticks in his hand, "Based on where we found the drumsticks, Micky must've been heading in this direction." "But that's no help." Mike put in, "Micky could be anywhere by now." "We better call the chief, Max." Agent 99 told him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I guess you're right, 99." Max admitted, "Perhaps HQ has some news." Just then, Max's shoe phone rang. He sat down on a bench, pulled off his shoe and spoke into its heel. "Hello?" Max asked. "Hello Max, it's the chief." "Oh hello, chief. I was just about to call you." "Have you made a break in the case, Max?" The Chief asked. "No...not exactly, Chief." Max said slowly. "What do you mean, 'not exactly', Max?" The chief replied, getting a lump in his stomach, not an uncommon thing when he was dealing with Max. "Doctor Yes has Micky, Chief." Max told his boss, then quickly pulled the phone away from his ear as the Chief yelled at him. "What? How did that happen, Max?" The Chief demanded of him. "They used the old, 'Shut off the lights and grab the drummer trick, Cheif." Max replied. The chief began to rub his temples. "Ok, Max. I was calling to tell you two to come back to HQ. The lab called to say they checked out the sack Micky took from the one of the bank robbers." "Alright, we'll do that, Cheif. But I'd like to bring Micky's friends with us to for their protection." "That's fine, Max. See you then." "Goodbye chief." Max said, then put his shoe back on his foot. "The chief said the lab has results from the sack Micky took." Max told everyone. "Maybe it will have a clue as to where Dr. Yes' hideout is." "I sure hope so." Mike said. "We're all going to Control Headquarters." Max said, "Follow me..." As he walked into a lamp post. The three Monkees and 99 followed Max back to the club where they got their cars and went to control HQ. Meanwhile, Micky was still riding in the car with Dr. Yes and his men. Micky had told them about the robbery, but had no idea why he didn't laugh like the others. "You didn't smell anything?" Dr. Yes asked him. "No, nothing." Micky replied, "Why is this so important?" "I want to know why you were immune." Dr. Yes replied, "Because if Control discovers why, they might make an antidote, and I will not have that!" Doctor yes looked out the window and noticed they were getting close to the hideout. He ordered Burt to blindfold Micky so he couldn't see the hideout. Burt quickly obeyed and soon Dr. Yes' car went into the garage of the abandoned factory. The car stopped and Micky, still blindfolded, was taken out of the car and walked into another room. There, he was tied to a chair and his blindfold removed. Looking around, Micky could see he was now by himself in a bare room with just a lightbulb hanging from the ceiling. Testing his bonds and getting nowhere, Micky hoped that somehow Max, 99 and his friends would find him. To Be Continued... If it's ok with you, Laura, I'd like to finish this off, unless you want to do some more. If not, thank you very much for your great help! Lisa, the Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#19	[-]
Posts: 2229 (01/27/07 1:14 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	I'm kinda out of ideas Lisa, so you can finish it It was fun writing with you as always Mickys411 (Laura)
Larrysgirl	Re: He Who Laughs Last (fanfic)	#20	[-]
Posts: 1316 (01/27/07 11:25 PM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Ok, Laura! Thanks so much for your help! I'm going to continue tomorrow, where we'll get to meet the chief, Larabee and Hymie the robot! Lisa, the Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!