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Larrysgirl	A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	Lead	[-]
Posts: 1316 (12/16/05 12:43 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Here's my Christmas story! It's pretty much going to follow the original story until the guys get to The Kingdom of the Sweets... Of course, anybody is welcome to help out! As the Monkees walked up the sidewalk of the large, old house, Peter turned to Micky. "You sure your Uncle lives here, Micky?" He asked. "Yeah, Uncle Frank always liked big old houses, Peter." Micky replied, "Don't worry, it will be ok." "It sure was groovy of your Uncle to invite us to his Christmas Eve Party, Micky." Davy said. "It'll be nice to see him and my cousins again." Micky replied with a smile. "Will the rest of your family be here too?" Mike asked. "Yep, be prepared to meet the extended Dolenz family." Micky said as they climbed onto the porch. He knocked on the large door with the doorknocker. A few seconds later, a young girl about ten years old with dark brown hair and wearing a red party dress opened the door. "Micky!" The girl exclaimed, giving him a hug. "Hello, Clara!" Micky said, returning the hug, "Oh, you're getting so big!" "Thanks, Micky!" Clara exclaimed, "Who's your friends?" "This is Mike, Peter and Davy." Micky said as they walked inside the house. "Guys, this is my cousin Clara Dolenz." "Pleased to meet you, Clara." Mike, Peter and Davy said. "C'mon, lets go inside!" Clara said, taking Micky's hand. Clara led the Monkees into the front parlor where there were already many people gathered around. Micky's Mom instantly noticed her son and his friends and rushed over to greet them. "Hi, Micky!" Micky's Mom said happily, "Hello, Mike, Peter and Davy!" "Hi Mom!" Micky said, giving his Mom a big hug. "How are you?" "Oh, I'm fine." Mrs. Dolenz replied, "Are the other three keeping you out of trouble?" She smiled. "Always." Micky said, with a fake pout. "Hi, Mrs. Dolenz!" The other three Monkees said, coming over and giving her a big hug too." "Hi boys, I'm so glad you all could come to Frank's party." Mrs. Dolenz said. A few seconds later, a tall man with curly hair much like Micky's came over. "So there you are, George." He said to Micky. "I go by Micky, Uncle Frank." Micky said. "Hmmph, George sounds a lot better." Micky's Uncle said. "Frank, let's not start that again." Micky's Mom pleaded. "Oh, alright." Frank said with a sigh and gave Micky a handshake that Micky thought would break his hand. "I'm glad to see you again...Micky." "Thanks, Uncle Frank." Micky replied, massaging his sore hand, "These are my friends Mike, Peter and Davy." Frank also gave them bone-crushing handshakes. "Pleased to meet you three." He said. "Pleasure...sir." Davy gasped. "Well, don't stand around, enjoy yourselves!" Frank said as he walked away. "Uncle Frank hasn't changed, has he Mom?" Micky asked his Mom. Micky's Mom chuckled. "No, still erascable as ever." She said, taking his arm. "Let's get reaquainted with your relatives." Micky suppressed a sigh as he let himself be led away by his Mom and cousin. To Be Continued... Lisa, the other Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#1	[-]
Posts: 2229 (12/16/05 11:12 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Great Start Lisa With Micky seprated from his friends, Mike, Peter and Davy were free to wonder around the large house. "Golly, this place is so big you can get lost," said Peter. "You sure can," said Mike. "Well, let's go find Micky," said Davy. "Which way did he go?" asked Peter. "Let's try this way," said Mike, pointing into one direction. That's all I can come up with Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite
Larrysgirl	Re: A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#2	[-]
Posts: 1316 (12/17/05 1:32 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	You did fine, Laura! As we go along... Mike, Peter and Davy walked around the large house, looking for Micky. There was a large room with tables filled with all sorts of food. There was also another large room with a huge Christmas tree in the middle. Dozens of rows of lights circled around it. Around the bottom were dozens of presents wrapped in bright, shiny paper. "Wow, what a tree." Davy whispered in awe to the others. "I wonder where Micky's Uncle got it from?' Mike whispered back. "Actually, I had it brought over from the Bavarian Mountains." A voice said behind them. The three Monkees screamed and spun to face the person behind them. When they saw the owner of the voice, they took a step back. It was a talk, thin old man with whispy tufts of hair on his nearly-bald head. He also had a pair of glasses perched on his nose and looked down at the three Monkees through them. "It...it really is a groovy tree, mister...um..." Peter stuttered. "Dosselmyer. Herr Dosselmyer at your service." He said, giving a slight bow. "You're from Germany?" Davy asked, noticing the man's accent. "Yes, I have been in this country for many years now." Dosselmyer replied with a smile. "You are from England I see." "Yeah, we're friends of Micky Dolenz." Mike said, "I'm Mike, this is Peter and Davy. Are you related to the Dolenzs?" "Let's just say I've been a friend of the family for many years." Dosselmyer said with a smile once again. "Every year I arrange for a tree to be brought here for the Christmas party." "That's nice of you, Herr Dosselmyer." Peter replied. Dosselmyer's attention was suddenly turned to something behind the three Monkees. "Frankie, what are you doing?" Dosselmyer demanded. "Oh, I was just looking, Herr Dosselmyer." Frankie said, red faced. He was about fifteen years old and had dark hair. "Everyone will get their presents after we have the dance young man, now be off." Dosselmyer told him. Frankie frowned but said nothing as he walked out of the room. "That is Frankie Dolenz." Dosselmyer told the three men. "Always a little impatient, quite unlike his sister Clara." "Well, it is Christmas Herr Dosselmyer." Mike said. "Yeah, I can't wait to see what I get!" Peter exclaimed. "Peter!" Mike and Davy said. Dosselmyer chuckled. "I think everyone will get what they deserve tonight." He said. In the next room, the sound of music could be heard. The three Monkees turned toward the sound. "Sounds like the dancing is just beginning, Herr Dosselmyer..." Mike said as he, Peter and Davy turned back to the man. But to Monkees' surprise, Herr Dosselmyer was gone. To Be Continued.... Quick question... Is it Dosselmyer or Drosselmyer? I'm not sure. Lisa, the other Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#3	[-]
Posts: 2229 (12/18/05 12:31 AM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Nice Job Lisa Let's see what I can come up with... At that moment, Micky appeared. "Hey fellas, he said, I've been looking all over for you guys." "Same here," said Mike. "Hey Micky, who's this Herr Drosselmyer?" asked Davy. "We just met him a few minutes ago, but he took off," said Peter. "Oh, he's an old business partern of my Uncle's,"Micky answered. "What kind of busniess?"Peter asked. "Toy building." "Toys?" asked Davy. "Yeah,Drosselmyer was an artist who came here from Germany some many years ago. To make ends meet, my Uncle got him a job at the toy plant he worked at." That's all I got Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite
Larrysgirl	Re: A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#4	[-]
Posts: 1316 (12/19/05 2:55 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Thank you, Laura! I'll add more tomorrow! Lisa, the other Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Larrysgirl	Re: A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#5	[-]
Posts: 1316 (12/20/05 3:02 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Here we go!! Just then, Clara rushed over to the Monkees. "C'mon, it's time for the dance!" She said excitedly, "Be my partner, Micky!" She took Micky's hand and dragged him into the next room where the music was starting. The other three Monkees laughed and followed the two inside. A fast rock and roll number was starting and soon everyone was dancing. Mike, Peter and Davy found partners and soon were dancing as well. After awhile, the music came to an end and Frank stood up on a stool so he could be seen and heard in the crowd. "Ok, that was for you youngsters!" He smiled as the older folks chuckled, "Now here's something for us old people!" A slower dance number was then played as people formed couples and formed parallel lines, the woman on one side, the men on the other. They began to walk around the room and circle around each other in time to the music. The younger people in the room, like the Monkees, had a bit of trouble keeping up, but simply followed what the others were doing. Still, everyone had a good time dancing. Finally, that part was over and Frank stood up on the stool once again. "Now, if the kids could come up front, we have something special for them." He said. Clara and the other young children came up closer to where Frank was standing. As the crowd parted, Herr Drosselmyer could now be seen standing behind Frank. Next to him was a large box with a bow on top. Frank stepped down off the box and Herr Drosselmyer tapped on the box and the sides came down. Inside the box were a life-size ballerina and her male partner. Herr Drosselmyer clapped his hands and the two dolls came to life and began to dance for the children. Clara and the other children gasped in delight at the life-like figures. Even many of the adults present had to admit it was impressive, especially Peter. "Wow, those dolls look so human." He whispered to his friends. "Yeah, Uncle Frank said Herr Drosselmyer had a real touch when it came to making dolls." Micky whispered back, "But I had never seen them so big or so life-like before." The two dolls finished their dance and Frank and Drosselmyer closed up the box. Everyone, especially the children clapped mightily at the show. "Now, for the best part of all." Frank announced once again, "Everyone please go into the next room and under the tree you'll find a present with your name on it." At that, everyone went into the room with the large tree in the middle. The children had to be restrained from pushing each other to get to the presents. The gift search went smoothly enough, and soon just about everyone had their gift in hand and were opening them up. The Monkees looked for their gifts as well and soon, Mike, Micky and Davy had presents in their hands. Peter, however, seached and seached under the tree, but couldn't find a gift with his name on it. Meanwhile, young Frankie opened up his gift-a shirt! "What!" He shouted, "Why did I get this?" "It's a nice color shirt, Frankie." Clara said, holding her new doll. "Bah, I never get anything nice." Frankie groused. Meanwhile, Mike walked over to Micky. "What did you get, Micky?" Mike asked, "I got a pair of cowboy boots-and in my size too!" He said, surprised. "I got this groovy sweater, Mike." Micky said, holding up a brick red sweater, "It's in my size too." "Look what I got." Davy said, holding up a bottle of cologne, "It's got a nice scent to it. What about you, Peter?" He asked, but Peter was still looking for his present. They walked over to him. "Can't find your present, Peter?" Mike asked. Peter shook his head no. "I guess Frank forgot about me." He said, tears coming to his eyes. "Oh man, that's awful." Micky said, feeling bad for his friend. "Here now, they'll be no tears tonight." A voice said. The Monkees looked to see Herr Drosselmyer walking over to him. In his hand was a brightly wrapped gift about a foot high and six inches wide. Drosselmyer handed it to Peter. "For me?" Peter asked. "Yes, young man." Drosselmyer smiled. Peter ripped off the paper and opened the box. Inside the box was a wooden nutcracker painted to resemble one of Santa's soldiers. Peter's mouth opened to shock. "It's beautiful." Peter gasped, holding it close to his body. He closed his eyes. When he opened them, Drosselmyer had once again vanished from sight. To Be Continued... Lisa, the other Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#6	[-]
Posts: 2229 (12/20/05 11:49 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Great Job Lisa Here's what I got... "Where did Drosselmyer go? asked Peter, I wanted to thank him for the gift." "He comes and goes,to where noone knows," said Micky with a laugh. "You're right about that, he sure is a mysteryous character," said Mike. "But you know, he's a very nice man to," said Davy. The Monkees conversation was inturupted by an agrument. "Give it back Frankie!" yelled Clara. "Uh-oh," said Micky. "Sounds like trouble," said Mike. It sure was, Frankie had taken Clara's new doll and was holding it up over his head, so she couldn't reach it. "Frankie give me back my doll!" said Clara. "Make me," laughed Frankie. The guys placed their gifts down and appoarched Frankie. "Come on Frankie, give Clara back her doll," said Davy. "Fine, you can have this stupid thing back," said Frankie tossing the doll back to Clara. "Thank you," Clara said to Davy, before running off. Meanwhile, Frankie headed off in the other direction when he spotted Peter's nutcracker. That's all tonight Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite
Larrysgirl	Re: A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#7	[-]
Posts: 1316 (12/21/05 12:40 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Wonderful, Laura! "That Frankie, still acting mean towards his sister." Micky said, shaking his head. "At least Clara got her doll back." Mike said. The guys began to walk back when they noticed Frankie holding Peter's Nutcracker in his hands. "Frankie, put that down it's mine!" Peter exclaimed. "Wow, this is groovy!" Frankie said, "Better than a lousy shirt I got." "You're not supposed to touch things that aren't yours, Frankie." Peter said, grabbing hold of the nutcracker. "now let go." "No, I want it!" Frankie shouted. "I never get anything nice for Christmas!" He tried to pull the nutcracker away from Peter, but Peter held on tight. A tug of war with the Nutcracker in the middle started between the two. "Let go of Peter's Nutcracker, Frankie!" Micky said angrily, "Or I'll tell your Dad!" But Frankie gave the Nutcracker a mighty pull and the head of the Nutcracker came right off! Peter cried out and Frankie looked in shock at the Nutcracker's head in his hands. "My nutcracker!" Peter cried. "It was an accident! Honest!" Frankie yelled, getting scared and dropping the head on the floor. Just then, Frankie's Dad, Micky's Uncle Frank, came over and saw what had happened. "Causing trouble again, Frankie?" His Dad said angrily, "Clara told me you tried to take her doll from her." "But Dad, it was an accident." Frankie begged. But Frank simply grabbed his son's ear and dragged him away, Frankie pleading his innocence the whole time. Peter knelt on the floor and picked up the Nutcracker's head. He tried to put it back on, but it wouldn't stay put. Peter began to cry. "We're sorry, Peter." Mike said, patting him on the back. "We'll find a way to fix him when we get back to the pad." Davy said. Peter sniffed and nodded his head. "My poor nutcracker." Suddenly, there was a crash of thunder and the sound of rain could be heard. Several people went over to the windows, including the Monkees, to see what was going on. Outside, there was a huge rainstorm going on, with lighting and thunder accompanied by lashing rain. "I'm not going out in that storm." A man remarked. "Neither am I." A woman answered. "I have extra rooms for anyone who would like to stay until the storm clears." Frank said to the crowd. Everyone thanked Frank and went into the spare bedrooms. The four Monkees picked a room with bunk beds and tried to settle down for the night. Peter, however, couldn't sleep. He sat on the edge of his bunk, holding his broken nutcracker. "Peter, we know you're upset, but please go to sleep." Mike said with a yawn. "Ok, Mike." Peter said, lying down on his bunk. He pulled the covers up and slept with the nutcracker in his arms. Peter suddenly woke up from his sleep. He didn't know why, but he sensed something was wrong. Looking down, he realized his nutcracker was gone! Throwing back the covers, Peter began to frantically look around for the nutcracker, but it was nowhere to be found! Holding in a sob, Peter debated whether to wake his friends, but decided not to bother them. Slowly getting up, Peter put his shoes on and quietly left the room. Going downstairs, Peter kept looking for his nutcracker, but for some reason, something was telling him to go over to the tree. Walking on tiptoe, Peter walked over to the tree, which, to his surprise, was all lit up! But more importantly, his nutcracker was standing at the the base, seemingly all repaired! Peter was about to rush over to the nutcracker, when a noise behind him made him turn. It was Mike, Davy and Micky. "Peter, what are you doing down here?" Mike asked. "My nutcracker was gone, now I just found it at the base of the tree!" Peter replied happily, pointing to the nutcracker. The other three Monkees looked at each other. "Peter, maybe you were sleepwalking." Davy said gently. "No, I wasn't..." Peter began, but stopped when he heard another noise. "What was that?" Peter asked. "What was what?" Micky asked back. "That noise, like something scurrying around." Peter replied. Suddenly, the noise got louder and then several pairs of red eyes shown out of the darkness at them. The Monkees gasped and huddled together. The eyes grew bigger and in the light of the tree, it was revealed the red eyes belonged to several large mice. They stood on their hind legs and carried swords-and they were heading toward the Monkees. To Be Continued... Lisa, the other Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#8	[-]
Posts: 2229 (12/21/05 11:07 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Bravo Lisa Let's see what I got... The Monkees couldn't believe their eyes, never have they seen mices that big, nor holding swords. "Who goes there?" asked one of the mice, who had a gold crown on his head. "Th..The...The Monkees," said Mike trying to get the words out of his mouth. "Funny, you don't look like Monkeys," said another mouse, wearing a court jester style hat. "Shut up Chester!" the mouse with the crown shouted. "Who are you?" asked Davy. "I am Lord Raulph, King of the mice. And these are my faithful advisers Chester and Tim "What do you suppose we do with them my king?" asked Tim, who had not only a black hat on, but an eye patch as well. The sight of him made the Monkees gulp in fear. "So, what should we do?" asked Micky. "I can think of one thing," said Peter. The other Monkees nodded. "Help!" they shouted. "Yelled all you want, noone will hear you," said Raulph with a laugh. Just then, a shadow figure appeared over the Monkees. The plot thickens... Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite
Larrysgirl	Re: A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#9	[-]
Posts: 1316 (12/22/05 2:14 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Very good, Laura! The Monkees turned, expecting to see more mice, but instead it was Peter's nutcracker, human-sized and holding a sword. He brought his sword up and pointed it at the Mouse King. "You will leave my friends alone, Lord Ralph." He said sternly. "Oh, you gonna make us, Prince Charles?" Lord Ralph sneeered, "You're outnumbered, three to one." The Nutcracker banged his sword on the ground and suddenly out of the darkness appeared several wooden soldiers with swords. Lord Ralph and his flunkies drew back and the mouse king whistled shrillly. An instant later, several more mice appeared, wearing black sleeveless shirts and carrying sharp swords. "Now we'll see who's boss around here." Lord Ralph shouted at the nutcracker. "Hide under the tree, quickly!" Prince Charles whispered to the Monkees. Unable to figure out what was going on, the Monkees simply nodded and obeyed the Prince. With a sharp cry from the Mouse King, the mice charged the soldiers and soon there was a terrific battle going on in the room. The air was filled with shouts and clangs of steel as the soldiers and mice fought it out. The Monkees peeked out from under the tree to cheer the nutcracker and his soldiers on. It was soon clear that the soldiers were better fighters and the mice were beginning to retreat. Lord Ralph and Prince Charles began to fight. It was evenly matched at first, but the Mouse King was bigger and stronger than the Prince and soon he began to push the nutcracker back against the wall. Suddenly, the mouse king gave his sword a mighty swing and the nutcracker's sword was knocked from his hand. "Oh no, my nutcracker is in trouble!" Peter exclaimed as he climbed out from under the tree. "Peter wait!" Mike yelled, but Peter was already rushing over to the two fighters. The other three Monkees climbed out from under the tree too and chased after Peter. The Mouse King had his sword against the Prince's chest, when Peter tried to grab him from behind. The Mouse King laughed and shook Peter off. The other Monkees tried to force the Mouse King away from the Nutcracker but had no luck either. In desperation, Peter pulled off his shoe and threw it at the Mouse King's head. It hit him square in the back of his head. "Ow!" Lord ralph yelled, turning from the nutcracker. "That hurt!" He began to chase after the Peter and the Monkees. But the Nutcracker used the distraction to grab his sword from the floor. Peter tripped and the Mouse King was going to kill Peter, when Prince Charles plunged his sword into Lord Ralph's back. The Mouse King collapsed in a heap on the floor. The other Mice, seeing their leader dead, ran away into the darkness. "Are you ok, Peter?" Prince Charles asked, helping him to his feet. "Yeah, I am." Peter said, still in shock. "Thank you." "It is I who should thank you and your friends." Prince Charles replied. "You saved my life, and now that Lord Ralph is dead, the curse on me is over." "What curse?" Mike asked. In answer, the nutcracker's face went from being all wooden with white hair to being normal in shape. He had dark black hair and a kind smile. The other soldiers now looked normal too. "Lord Ralph, under orders from his Queen, put on a curse on me so that I would look like a nutcracker and nobody would love me." Prince Charles said to the shocked Monkees. "Oooh, that's harsh." Davy said. "Yes, but now, thanks to your kindness, the curse is lifted and I can once again return to my true love, the Sugar-Plum Fairy, in the Kingdom of the Sweets." "What's that?" Micky asked. "That is where I live." Prince Charles answered, "The place where the young and young at heart have their dreams." "Like Peter?" Mike asked. "Yes like Peter and you three as well." Prince Charles replied, "Now I would like to invite you four back to my Kingdom as honored guests." "We'd love to." Peter smiled. The soldiers brought a sleigh over and the Monkees and the Prince climbed in. Soon, the room opened up and the sleigh flew off into the night. Meanwhile, in a castle made of salt, someone was watching all this in a magic mirror. She was the Queen of Tarts and after hearing the report from the surviving Mice of what had happened, was not happy at all. "So, the curse is lifted from you, Prince Charles, the fool who spurned my love?" She snarled, "Well, there will be other ways to bring you down." And she began to laugh as she looked at the four Monkees sitting next to the Prince. To Be Continued... Lisa, the other Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#10	[-]
Posts: 2229 (12/22/05 11:10 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Beautiful Lisa The Monkees and the nutcracker prince traveled into the night in the sleigh driven by the soldiers. "We're not to far from the Kingdon your Highness," said one of the soliders. "Wonderful, I can't wait to see my love," said the prince. "How much longer do we have to go anyway?" asked Peter. "Not too long," another soldier answered. "Hey, what's that?" said Davy, pointing to something up ahead. Sure enough, standing in front of of the sleigh was a castle. But it was no ordinary castle, this castle looked like it was made entirely out of sweet treats. "Could that be the Kingdom of Sweets?" asked Mike. "Looks like," said Micky. "You absolutly right, we're almost there," said the prince. A few miles of driving, the gang finally arrived in the Kingdom of Sweets. When they appoarched the town's square, they were not only greeted by a army of soldiers,who were happy to see their prince return home, but a woman as well. She was tall, slender, and dressed as a ballerian. "There she is! My love!" called the prince. Take it away Lisa Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite
Larrysgirl	Re: A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#11	[-]
Posts: 1316 (12/23/05 1:23 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Great job, Laura! The Sugar-Plum Fairy saw the Prince and began to run over to the sleigh. The Prince jumped out of the sleigh before it had fully stopped and ran out to meet his love. Prince Charles grabbed the Sugar-Plum Fairy and swung her around in the air before letting her down and giving her a big hug and kiss. The soldiers all let out a cheer. "Hooray for Prince Charles!" They shouted, "Hooray for our Prince!" After several seconds, the Prince and the Fairy parted and looked at each other. "Oh Charles, I am so glad to see you again!" She exclaimed, "I thought the curse would never be lifted." "Yes, Lord Ralph is dead and I'm back to normal thanks to these four gentlemen." The Prince said indicating the Monkees who had left the sleigh and was walking over to them. The Sugar-Plum Fairy smiled broadly at them. "Thank you four very much for what you have done for my Prince and the Kingdom of the Sweets." She said. "It was nothing, Miss Fairy." Mike replied. The Sugar-Plum Fairy laughed. "You do not need to be so formal. Please call me Theresa." "And please call me Charles." The Prince added, "Now let's all go to the palace where there will be a feast tonight in your honor." "Thank you Charles." Micky replied. So Charles, Theresa and the Monkees climbed back into the sleigh to the cheers of the soldiers and went on to the Castle. Watching all this from her magic mirror was the Queen of Tarts. When she saw Charles and Theresa kissing, she threw a candlestick holder at the mirror, shattering it into dozens of pieces. "Oh, seven years bad luck, my Queen." Said Chester, former aide to the deceased Lord Ralph. The Queen responded by throwing another candlestick holder at him. The mouse barely ducked in time to avoid being struck on the head. "Silence, impudent fool!" She shouted at him. "Or I will make sure the next seven years are very unlucky for you!" "Yes, my Queen." Chester squeeked, bowing his head. The Queen paced back and forth in her chamber, her dark purple robe swishing against the salty floor. Once again she asked herself why the Prince loved that fairy girl when he could have a Queen like her? She was just as beautiful (though a little older) than the fairy, and so what if she had a few frown lines from scowling so much? Charles refused her even when she threatened to have a spell put on him! Now it seems that time had done nothing to damper the love between the Prince and the Sugar-Plum Fairy. With an angry sigh, she looked over at Chester, who was still standing there, shaking in fear. "What are you standing there for?" She yelled, "Clean up this mess and get me another magic mirror!" "Yes, my Queen." Chester stuttered and scurried away to do her bidding. Soon he had a broom in one hand and a magic mirror in the other. The Queen snatched the mirror from the mouse and waved her hand over it. The mirror now showed preperations at Prince Charles' castle for a big feast. "Having a little celebration are we, Charles?" The Queen said softly. She waved her hand again and it showed the Prince's four friends relaxing in their chamber in the castle. Immediately, the Queen focused on the curly-haired one of the four. An idea began to form in her mind-why not kidnap one of the Prince's friends and hold him as a hostage until Charles agreed to marry her? If the plan didn't work, she'd still have the curly-haired man (whom she had to admit was a little handsome) for herself anyway. The Queen laughed at her plan and grabbed the broom away from Chester, who was sweeping up the glass. "Don't worry about that now." She said with an evil smile, "Prepare my sleigh and gather up some of your fellow mice. We have work to do tonight." "Yes, my Queen." Chester replied and scurried away to do his mistress' bidding. (I just love picking on Micky) To Be Continued... Lisa, the other Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#12	[-]
Posts: 2229 (02/09/09 1:35 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Great Job Lisa Poor Micky always getting picked on Any way, I got that dang old writer's block, maybe I can come up with something tomorrow Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite
Larrysgirl	Re: A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#13	[-]
Posts: 1316 (12/24/05 12:00 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	That's ok, Laura, I have a little more then I have to think about what to write next. When Chester, Tim and several mice had brought the sleigh over to the front of the Castle, the Queen spoke. "We will go over to the Castle of the Sweets." She said, "They are having a banquet tonight. When no one is watching, we will snatch the curly-haired human and bring him back here." She looked sharply at the mice. "But do it gently. I do not wish him harmed. He is quite handsome-for a human." "Yes, my Queen." Chester and the others said. "Do this well, Chester." The Queen of Tarts said with a smile, "And I'll appoint you the next Mouse King." She stepped into her sleigh. "Thank you my Queen." Chester smiled, then turned to the other mice. "You heard Her Majesty, let's get moving!" He shouted. The Mice picked up the ropes attached to the sleigh and began to pull the Queen of Tarts toward the palace. To Be Continued... Lisa, the other Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#14	[-]
Posts: 2229 (12/24/05 11:34 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Great going Lisa I think I got something.. At the Kingdom of Sweets, the palace was all decorated of the big event. In honor of Christmas, the entire set-up was all red and green. Since the Monkees were to be special guest, the prince had the taylor make them apporite clothes for the occasion. Each Monkee had a different colored suit. Davy's was red, Peter got grey,Micky had a dark blue one and Mike wore dark green. The prince wore a white suit, and the princess a white gown. That's all I could come up with Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite
Larrysgirl	Re: A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#15	[-]
Posts: 1316 (12/25/05 1:47 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Very good, Laura! To everyone: I'm not going to continue this story for a while. My sister is in the hospital and I don't feel much like doing anything Christmasy right now. It's nothing serious, but I'm just disgusted that this had to happen at Christmas time. I'm very sorry about this. I will continue with this story once my sister feels better. Please pray for her. Thank you. Lisa, the other Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	A Monkees Nutcrakcer (fanfic)	#16	[-]
Posts: 2229 (12/26/05 11:41 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Lisa, I'm sorry to hear about your sister I hope she gets better soon When the party at the Kingdon of Sweets began, the prince and princess invited all their guest, includeing the Monkees in a toast. "Ladies and gentlemen, said the prince, I'd like to make a toast, First of all, it's wonderful to be back home with my bride-to-be." He indicated the princess, who smiled and blushed. Next, I'd own a honor of thanks to these brave gentlemen for saving me and breaking my spell." The prince indicated the Monkees, who then bowed to the court and guest. The prince countinued with his speech. "I'm happy to say, we never have to hear from the mouse king again." The crown cheered. "And lastly, let's hope we never have anything to do with the Queen of Tarts either." That made the crowd cheer more. After the speech, the prince and princess asked everyone to join them in a dance. The band began to play, and everyone started to dance. The guys spotted a group of young ladies, who were friends of the princess, and asked then to dance, and the girls accepted. More to come Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite
Larrysgirl	Re: A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#17	[-]
Posts: 1316 (12/27/05 2:23 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Thank you Laura! She's much better now! Let me add a little... The four Monkees led their partners onto the dance floor. Micky's partner was Princess Mandy of the Maple Syrup Forest and she wore a light brown gown and had a tiara of leaves of her head. "You smell delicious." Micky said to her as she blushed. Mike escorted Princess Lulu of Lollipop Land after Micky. She wore a bright pastel colored gown with a tiara of lollipops on her head. Peter brought Princess Carla of Cookie Country onto the dance floor. She wore a white gown with brown polka-dots and wore a tiara of chocolate chip cookies on her head. Davy's partner was Princess Cathy of Caramel land. She wore a beige gown and a small tiara of diamonds on her head. The music was similar to what had been played at Frank's house, so the Monkees had little trouble leading their partners around the dance floor. After awhile, Micky and Mandy decided to take a break. They grabbed a few morsels of food from a nearby table and then walked outside onto the veranda to talk. Little did anyone know, however, that the Queen of Tarts and her mice were outside the castle. They had taken a long, circuitous route to avoid being seen by the townspeople. Now, they stood in the shadows near the veranda waiting for an opportunity to grab Micky. The Queen gave an evil smile when she saw Micky with one of those little princesses walk outside. This was a perfect opportunity! Now that she could see Micky up closer, the Queen realized that Micky was quite handsome. Maybe, if she couldn't get Prince Charles to marry her, perhaps this human would be more willing. Slowly, Micky and his dance partner walked toward the Queen's hiding place. They appeared to be enjoying their little talk. When the two were close by, they stopped and Micky tried to kiss Mandy, but she shyly turned away. When her back was turned, two mice came up behind Micky and grabbed him. One of them put a paw over Micky's mouth so he couldn't cry out. The mice pulled him into the darkness and over to the Queen. Princess Mandy turned back to Micky to find him gone. Puzzled, she looked around, but not finding Micky, she frowned and stormed back into the castle. The Queen of Tarts looked at Micky, still being held by the mice and unable to speak. "Don't be afraid, young man." She said softly, running a hand through Micky's curly hair. "I won't harm you." She then motioned for the mice to bring Micky and the group were soon in the Queen's sleigh, going back to her castle of salt. To Be Continued... Lisa, the other Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#18	[-]
Posts: 2229 (12/27/05 11:45 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Great job Lisa I'm glad your sister is feeling better As we left off... As Mandy walked back into the castle, she appoarched the other Monkees and princesses. "Have any of you seen Micky?" she asked. "No, we thought he was with you," answered princess Carla. "Well, he's not, it's like he dissapeared." "What do you mean?" asked Davy. "We were talking outside and he vanished. "We better go find him," said Mike. "Should we look in the castle to?" asked Peter. "Ok, you Clara and Mandy search inside. Davy,Lulu,Cathy and I will look outside." And the gang began their search. That's all for tonight Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite
Larrysgirl	Re: A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#19	[-]
Posts: 1316 (12/28/05 2:27 AM) fanfic girl night owl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Thank you, Laura! While the three Monkees and the four princesses looked for Micky, the Queen of Tarts was taking him back to her castle. "Why did you kidnap me?" Micky demanded as he sat next to the Queen. "Oh, kidnap is such a strong word." The Queen cooed, brushing back his hair, "Let's just say I borrowed you for a while so we could get to know each other better." Micky tried to jump out of the sleigh, but Chester and Tim held him back. "Don't leave." She said, "I want you to stay as my guest in my palace." "Your palace?" "Yes, I'm the Queen of Tarts." She replied, "I have a large castle on the other side of this forest." It all began to make sense to Micky now. He knew the Queen was in love with Prince Charles and that he had refused her. Now this was some sort of scheme to get the Prince back to her. "Whatever you have planned, your Majesty." Micky told her, "It won't work. Prince Charles loves the Sugar Plum Fairy." "Oh yes it will." The Queen replied with an evil smile, "You're a close friend of his, and he'll do anything I want now." "And if he doesn't?" Micky asked, afraid of the answer. The Queen put her arm around Micky's shoulder and drapped her cloak around him. "You may find being with me not so bad at all." She said, kissing his cheek. After a fruitless search around the palace, Mike approached Prince Charles and the Sugar Plum Fairy. "Excuse me, Charles and Theresa, have you seen Micky?" He asked. The two shook their heads. "No, we haven't." Charles replied, "Though we've really been too busy to notice." "Where was he last?" Theresa asked. "Outside with Princess Mandy." Mike replied, "She said she turned her back for a minute and Micky was gone. That is unlike him to be so rude." Charles face turned thoughtful. "Yes, Micky doesn't seem to be the type to do that. I'll ask the guards to help." "Thank you, Charles." Mike replied. So several palace guards began to search for Micky as well. Since the inside turned up nothing, the search went outside. The three Monkees and the princesses went out onto the veranda with the guards. "Here is where I was last with Micky." Mandy said. "Then I turned away and then he was gone." Everyone began to look around the edge of the veranda. Suddenly, Davy noticed something on the ground. "Look!" He shouted, "Some kind of footprints." "They look like mouse prints." Peter said. "And look, there's boot prints too." The group followed the prints which led over to tracks in the ground. There were no more prints after that. "It looks like sleigh tracks." Lulu said. Just then, Charles and Theresa came out to them. "Any luck?" He asked. "We found mouse prints and boot prints, Charles." Davy said, "And here's sleigh tracks too." Charles looked at the prints. "It looks like Micky was taken away by mice and put into a sleigh. I was afraid of this." "Afraid of what?" Peter asked. "The mice are in league with the Queen of Tarts." Charles replied. "She must've kidnapped Micky." "But why?" Mandy asked. "I guess she still wants me and now wants to use Micky as a hostage." Charles replied. "Then lets think of a plan to get Micky back." Mike said as the group agreed. To Be Continued... Lisa, the other Glick Chick! The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair! and now The Glick Chick's Monkees' Lair too!
Mickys411	A Monkees Nutcracker (fanfic)	#20	[-]
Posts: 2229 (12/28/05 11:51 PM) Time Girl Fanfic, She Wrote Reply Quote More My Recent Posts	Great Lisa Charles called some of his soldiers to get his sled out. He and the Monkees then headed outside, followed by the sugar plum fairy and the other princesses. Uh oh that's all I got Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite