EDIT: Thanks to Sally for the title Suggestion!
It's going to be about each of the Monkees being invited seperately for a Thanksgiving meal...each one accepts on behalf of the other three...and now somehow they gotta eat four meals in one day!
Laura, or whoever else wants to help, is welcome to do so!
Here we go...
It was a few days before Thanksgiving and the Monkees were preparing to go out for the day. Each of them had someplace to be, and once they were ready, they met by the front door. Peter had a book in his hand.
"Ok, here's the plan." Micky said, "I'll drive each of you over to where you gotta go and I'll pick you up in two hours. How's that?"
"Sounds like a plan." Mike nodded.
Peter and Davy agreed and so the guys went over to the Monkeemobile and got inside. Micky started the ignition and the car took off.
The first place Micky went to was a house near the University. This was where Davy's girlfriend Melissa was living. Davy hopped out of the car before it came to a complete stop.
"Thanks, Micky!" He shouted as he ran over to the house.
"Two hours, Davy!" Mike reminded him, "We have a gig tonight!"
"Yes, Papa Nez." Davy replied, smoothing his hair down before knocking on the door.
Melissa opened the door and quickly pulled Davy inside.
The other three Monkees just chuckled as Micky pulled away from the curb.
The next stop was the library, where Micky deposited Peter.
"Remember Peter, two hours." Mike said.
"I won't forget, Mike." Peter replied.
"Say Peter," Micky asked, "I never did find out what book you had checked out."
Peter held up the book. It was a copy of Grimm's Fairy Tales.
"There was some great stories in here." Peter replied, "Now I think I'll check out the Dr. Suess books next."
"Have fun, Peter." Mike said, as Micky drove away.
Peter waved at the retreating Monkeemobile and went into the library.
The third stop was the Groovy Music Store. This was where Mike was let off.
"Can you get me another set of drumsticks while you're there, Mike?" Micky asked.
"What happened to the last set I got you?" Mike asked, leaning into the car.
"I used them to smash a cockroach." Micky replied.
Mike rolled his eyes. "Ok, one set of drumsticks coming up."
"Thanks Mike," Micky replied, "I hope you can find those guitar strings you're looking for."
"Thanks Micky." Mike replied, "See you in two hours." He pulled his torso out of the car and went into the store.
Micky waved and drove off.
Micky's final destination was a house in a quiet residential area of the city. Pulling into the driveway, Micky shut off the car. As he was getting out, he was immediately attacked by two young girls about ten and twelve.
"Micky!" They shouted.
"Hi, runts!" He laughed giving his sisters a big hug. "Mom home?"
"Yeah, she's waiting for you!" The older one said.
The girls took his hands and led him inside.
To Be Continued...

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