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The Monkees couldn't believe their eyes to see all their items packed up and placed on the edge of the driveway.
"Hey, do suppose?" said Davy.
The guys thought maybe Babbit had finally had it, sure he threatened to kick them out a number of times for not paying rent on time, but this time it was for real.
"No, maybe Mr. Babbit fixed up the house for us as a surprise, and he put our stuff out so it won't get ruin," said Peter.
"Well, whatever it is, we better check it out," said Micky.
The guys got out of the car and headed for the door.
Mike tried to turn the key in the lock, but it didn't work.
"What's this all about?" he said.
"Are you guys still here?" asked a voice.
The guys turned to see Babbit, standing with his arms sloched at the sides.
"Sir, did you change the lock on the door?" Mike asked Babbit.
"Yes, because I've had it up to here with you guys being late on the rent, besides I'm still steamed over the time you broke my windows."
"It was an accident sir," said Micky.
"Anyway, I already found some new tendents," said Babbit.
"New tendents?!" The Monkees shouted altogether.
"Yes, they're a group of long hairs like you, but they're good mannered gentlemen.
With a promise of immedit payment, since they just got a few gigs around town."
Babbit then turned his head and said, "Oh, here they are now."
The guys looked to see that there was a group of 4 men, who looked around the same age as the Monkees.
The men had beatle hair cuts, wore suits, one of them had darker skin than the other memebers.
"Monkees, meet the Rutles," said Babbit.

The Monkees were in shock that they were finally face to face with the group that cause the guys to have a rotten day.
"Nice to meet you blokes, said one of the Rutles exdending his hand to the Monkees, I'm Dirk."
The guys shook Dirk's hand.
"I'm Ron," said another memeber.
"I'm Barry," said another memeber.
The darker skin man smiled and exdended his hand.
"Oh, sore throat," Peter asked the man.
"Actaully, that's Stig, he's the quiet one," said Ron.
"Yeah, I don't say much," said Stig.
The Rutles had British accients taht were heavier than Davy's.
"So, you the guys who moved out," asked Dirk.
"Actually, we we're kicked out," said Mike.
Micky quickly changed the subject by saying,"So, you guys are a band?"
"Yeah, we sure are," said Ron.
"Why don't we play you guys a song?" asked Dirk.
"Well, we really aren't in the mood," said Mike.
By then The Rutles had already set up their instruments and speakers and began to play.
"I feel good, I feel bad, I feel happy, I feel sad
Am I in love, I must be in love
I feel rich, I feel poor, I'm in dobut, I feel sure
Am I in love, I must be in love," sang the band.
The Monkees stood there, pretending to like the song, however, they didn't.
After the small concert, only Babbit clapped for the Rutles.
"Bravo boys, I can get use to this music," he said.
"He never said that about our music," Davy whispered to his bandmates.
A few moments later, The Rutles offically moved into the pad, leaving the Monkees standing there in confusion.

That's all for now..
Everybody's welcome to take a turn at writing
http://www.rutles.org/rsongs.html here's the link for all the Rutles tunes

Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite

Good Job Lisa
Here's what I got...

The next day after breakfast, the guys looked through the want-ads to see if there were any homes for sale or rent.
Though Micky's Mom didn't mind the guys staying as long as they like, they promised that their visit was for one night.
"Did you boys had any luck finding a place?" Mickys' Mom asked.
"Not yet?" Mike answered.
"How about this? said Peter, 4 rooms each with bath, large kitchen/dining room, bay windows, and ocean view."
Mike read the ad and said," And at only 600 dollars a month for rent."
"I guess our best bet is this," said Davy, showing the guys an ad.
"1 bedroom with bath and nook," said Micky.
"It's only 70 dollars a month."
"I guess we have to take it," said Mike.
"Are you sure?" asked Micky's Mom.
"We have no choice," said Peter.

That same day, the guys packed up and headed for their new place.
"You boys be safe," said Micky's Mom.
"We will," said Micky, giving his Mom a hug, and thanks for letting us stay for the night."
As the guys drove, they decided to put on the radio.
"And now a song from a brand new group called the Rutles," said the disc jocky on the radio.
"What?!" The Monkees said altogether.
"Number One Number one
You're my number one!
You're my second to none
Number one Number one
Whoo!"
The guys turned off the radio right that second.
By then, the guys arrived at the address of their new place.

More to come

Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite

Lisa, the part about the bunk beds was too funny
Here's what I got...

With the bunk beds getting damaged, Davy and Mike slept on the bottom part of the beds,
Micky took the couch and was glad to see that it there was a bed inside.
However, his feelings changed when he hopped in, because the bed collapsed.
"Are you ok?" Peter asked.
"Yeah, as long as the bed is turn down completely, I'll got to sleep," Micky answered.
Peter then convered a chair and foot stool into a mini bed.
And with that, the guys went to sleep.

That's all I can come up with tonight

Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite

Great job Lisa,
Let's see what I have...

The Monkees thought for a minute or two, then dedcided that opening for another act was better than having no job at all.
So the guys took the job.

That night, Peter was cooking or attempting to cook some speggetti with a light, because the stove wasn't working.
"You know, said Davy, trying to eat some of the pasta, When I met those Rutles, I thought they looked familar to me."
"Really?" asked Mike.
"Did you meet in England?" asked Micky.
"Come to think of it, I did," said Davy.
"When was that?" asked Peter.
"Many years ago at a talent show believe it or not.
And they actaully came in last place."
"That bad?" said Micky.
"Those guys couldn't carry a tune in the bucket."
"So, you think they're faking it?" said Peter.
"Well, find out at rehersal tommorrow," said Mike.

More to come

Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite

Great going Lisa
That's exactly what I had in mind for the story too
As we left off...

The Monkees went to the local diner, but they got sodas instead of something to eat as they told the Rutles.
"You know, I still think it's quite strang that The Rutles are playing better than they use to," said Davy.
"Come on Davy, like Peter said they must had been practicing," said Mike, stiring his soda with his straw.
"Wait a minute, said Micky, Do you guys remember when they performed fo us?"
"Yes, this afternoon at the club," said Peter.
"No, the other day at the pad."
"Yeah, so?" Mike asked.
"Didn't Dirk played his bass left hand?" Micky countinued.
"That's right, today he was playing right handed," said Davy.
"So they are faking it," said Peter.
"Right, and we gotta stop them," said Mike.
The Monkees paid for the drinks and headed back to the club.

By the time the Monkees arrived back at the club, the place was begining to fill up for the show.
"We better stop The Rutles performance before they get started," said Peter.
The guys were about to say something to him, but decided that this wasn't the time.
Instead of going in the front, the guys crept in from the back, and headed for backstage.
When they got there, the guys saw that The Rutles instruments were all set up and ready.
"Now only if we had proof to show that The Rutles are faking," said Mike.
Peter walked back into a speaker, knocking an object off of it.
"Peter, will you plaese be more careful," said Davy.
"Yeah, you might had broken this tape recorder," said Micky.
The Monkees looked at the tape recorder and brought it into their dressing room.
Actually, the dressing room was a broom closet, since The Rutles took the club's only dressing room.
The guys played the tape recorder and sure enough it was another group singing the Rutles tunes.
"Ah ha, that proves they're faking," said Davy.
"Now let's get out of here and expose those Rutles," said Mike.
But when the guys tried to leave the broom closet, the knob won't turn.
"Hey, we're locked in."
The Monkees banged on the door and shouted to be let out.
Suddenly, they heard laughter from the outside of the door.
"Maybe you Monkees should learn it's not nice to expose people," said a voice, and sure enough it was Ron.
"Joke's on you, we have the tape recorder," Micky shouted from inside the cloest.
"Luckily, we alway keep a spare for such events like this," said Dirk, holding up another tape recorder.
"Don't worry, we'll let you guys out in time for you're performance," said Stig.
"Really?" asked Peter.
"No," answered Barry.
And the Rutles walked away from the closet, laughing.

Stay tune tommorrow for the end

Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite

Here's the end
Many thanks to Lisa for all the help
So, here we go...

"Monkees, you're on in 5 minutes," called the manager.
The Rutles then appoarched the manager and Ron said, "The Monkees had to leave, something came up."
"Well, I guess Rutles you're on in 5 minutes."
Meanwhile The Monkees were still trapped inside the closet.
After Micky tried to turn the knob for the millionth time, he then said," It's no use, The Rutles locked it tight."
"It should be easy to get out of a lock room, I've seen it in dozens of movies," said Davy.
"Wait, maybe if we tam the door at the same time, it will open.
"Peter, said Mike, That actually a good plan."
Peter beamed and said,"Thank you.
The guys then positioned themselves and got set to break the door open.
"On the count of three, we'll ram the door," said Mike.
"Can't we make it four, it's better if we use an even number," said Peter.
"On the count of four, we'll break the door open.
Ready?"
The other Monkees nodded.
"One,"
"Two," said Davy.
"Three," said Peter.
"Four," said Micky.
However, just as the guys raced to the door, a janitar opened it, sending Mike, Micky and Peter falling to the ground, and a mop landing on Davy's head.
"Hey good looking, what are you doing tonight?" the janitar asked.

Since the Rutles had to go on stage right away,The Rutles had to set up quickly.
Stig turned on the tape recoder, hid it behind a speaker and placed his guitar on.
The manager then walked up on stage and said,"Ladies and gentlemen, The Rutles."
The curtain on the stage open, and the audience cheered as they saw the Rutles on stage.
Little did the Rutles know, the Monkees escaped from the trap and were now backstage, looking for the other tape recorder.
"Here it is," said Davy, picking up an object.
Gtoovy, turn it off," said Mike.
Davy did just that.

Meanwhile on stage, the Rutles introduced a new song call "With A Girl Like You"
"Shoot me down in flames if I should tell a lie
Cross my heart I promise that it's true.
I've been in love so many time before, but never with a girl like you," sang Dirk.
But unlike the person on the tape, he sounded awful, as did the other members, and they plaed their instruments in a terrible way as well.
The crowd began to boo.
"Well, looks like those Rutles got a taste if their own medicine," said Micky with a laugh.
"They sure did," said Mike.
"You don't mess with the Monkees," said Davy.
"Say fellas, I'm sorry to feel kind of bad for what they did," said Peter.
"Sorry, Peter they caused us jobs and trapped us in a closet," said Mike.
"Yeah, but you know, we played a rather dirty trick by ruining their gig," said Davy.
"Playing rotten jokes on others is not our deal man,"said Micky.
The Monkees then headed on stage, and the audince began to cheer.
The Monkees beagn to play, but invited the Rutles to sing along and Ron played harmonica.
The crowd actaully enjoyed it.

At the end of the show, the Rutles were about to leave, when the Monkees stopped them.
"Rutles, wait a minute," said Mike.
The Rutles turned, and began to speak to the guys
"Monkees, we're sorry for what we did, said Ron, Not only with locking you guys in that closet, but the other stuff."
"About stealing your gigs," said Barry.
"And using a tape recorder," said Stig.
"We should had been honest in the first place," said Dirk.
"We're sorry about switching that tape recoder off," said Peter.
"You know, you guys actually sang pretty go with us," said Davy.
The Rutles started to feel better.
Both groups then exchanged hand shakes.
Just then, a man in his 40's appoarched them.
"You guys were great, said the man, I'm going to give you a contract."
The Monkees were happy to hear the news, but they saw that the man walked up to the Rutles.
"What's this all about?" asked Ron.
"I repersent a local record comapny that specializes in humor artistis," said the man.
"What about us?" asked Mike.
"You boys take the music business too seriously, we're looking for people who like to make fun with music.
And with that, the Rutles signed on.

A few days later, the Monkees were moved back in the pad, the Rutles gave them the deed as a thank you for what they Monkees did.
Awhile later, they recived a package in the mail from the Rutles.
It was a letter saying that they were doing well as novlity artists and a 45 single of their latest hit call "Chees and Onions."
The guys were quite glad that the Rutles were doing well.
The Rutles went on to greater sucess.

The End

For more info on the Rutles check out this site
http://www.rutles.org

What do you guys think?

Mickys411 Laura the glick grobanite