It was an unusually windy afternoon when,Stephanie frustratedly walked through the front door of the pad and slammed her books down on the table.
Ignoring the confused stare from Peter, who wondered what could be troubling the young girl,he waited until she calmed down a bit to find out what happened.
"Is everything alright Steph?"asked Peter
"No."Stephanie sighed "We've got to do a play at school."
"That sounds like it could be fun."said Peter "What play are you going to do?"
"The wizard of oz."Stephanie said as she handed the script to Peter
"The wizard of oz,I used to love this story when I was a kid."Peter said looking over the script
"Yeah,it's a kid's story,which is why I don't understand why we're doing it in high school."Stephanie groaned
"Looks like you got the lead,at least."spod Peter
Trying to force a smile,Stephanie soon heard the sound of Mike's car pull up in the reading the script as the other three came into the house,Peter noticed the unusual yet sometimes normal stare from Micky,who had a goofy grin upon his face.
"Hey Pete,whatcha got there?"asked Micky
"A script for the wizard of oz play at steph's school."said Peter
"Oh."said Micky "I never knew that you could read."
"I must have learned how to,around the same time you started putting curlers in your hair."Peter said as he continued reading
Instead of making a comeback,Micky walked away just as Mike and Davy tried to hide the smiles upon their faces. Handing the script back to Stephanie,Peter walked over to the kitchen to help put the groceries away,while Davy sat down on the sofa with Stephanie.
"So you're doing a play at your school?"Davy asked with a sigh
"I am."said Stephanie"Would you like to go?"
"You know I would."Davy said with a smile
"We're all gonna go kid."said Mike entering the room "When is it?"
"It's tonight."Stephanie sighed
"We'll be there front and center."said Mike
Thinking that she'd better get some more rehearsing done before tonight,Stephanie decided to go upstairs to her room and study her lines while the guys got ready to do some rehearsing of their own.
Just after she had gone upstairs,a huge gust of wind blew through the back door,knocking over all of the instruments. Hearing Micky cry about his drums,Mike grabbed him by the collar of his shirt,just as the winds began blowing stronger.
"Alright,we need to go down to the basement for shelter."said Mike
"But what about my drums?"Micky whimpered "I can't leave them here like this."
"Micky,what's more important,your safety or your drums?"asked Davy
"Do I really have to choose?"asked Micky
Before anybody could answer,another wind gust blew through. Rushing to the basement,the four monkees hurried inside and shut the door. Counting to see if everyone was there,Mike soon noticed that his sister was missing.
"Where's Steph?"asked Mike
"I could have sworn she came down here."said Micky
"Well,she's not."said Mike
"I think she went upstairs to her room, to go over her lines for the play tonight."said peter
"We have to go get her, before something happens to her."said Davy rushing up the basement stairs
"Hang on Davy,we don't know if its even safe to go out that door."said Mike
"Wait a minute,your sister is some where in the house possibly hurt,and you don't want to go help her?"said Davy
"Come on, lets go help Steph."said Mike
Pushing on the door to try and get it opened,Mike and Davy tried with all their might,but it wouldn't budge. Stuck in the basement,Mike could only hope that Stephanie took shelter some where during the storm.
Without any idea of what was happening downstairs,Stephanie threw her script on her bed,to go and see what the guys were doing. Leaving her room,and walking down the spiral staircase,Stephanie saw that the instruments and everything else was blown around the house.
Searching around for the guys,Stephanie saw the kitchen table blocking the basement door. Trying with all her might to move the table,Stephanie slipped on one of Micky's drum sticks,fell backward and hit her head on the coffee table.
Hearing a scream, the guys knew that Stephanie must have gotten a rush of adrenalin run through his body,Mike began flinging himself against the door,which eventually opened.
As all four monkees emerged from the basement,they found Stephanie lying unconscious on the floor. Beginning to fear the worse,the four of them rushed to her side to see if she was still breathing.
While unconscious,Stephanie could hear the muffled voices of the guys,as she felt everything around her spinning round and round.