Hey everyone- I hope you had a fantastic new year! I'm back with more fanfics! I'm so sorry about the Christmas fics- I had a tremendous amount of writer's block. As for my other unfinished fics, I will be updating those every so often. I am pleased to introduce my new Monkees fic, with the classic concept of Davy falling in love and- well, you'll see. The idea comes from Sugar Pixel, a gracious fan of The Terrible Torks. Enjoy and I only own my characters!
The sun was high in the sky that fine afternoon. The people of California went about, doing their daily business or having nowhere to go at all. Just like two boys- known as Davy Jones and Micky Dolenz. They were walking down the streets, just like the average young American boy in the 60s (despite Davy coming from the UK). A young girl- about Jones's age- walked by. Her long red hair flipped in the wind, just as her skirt did. Davy watched, mesmerized by such a creature.
"Hello beautiful," he whispered lovingly.
"Hi there," she giggled," your accent is so unique. Where ya from, honey?".
"Well, little darlin," Jones swooned," I'm-.".
"Don't do that.".
Both turned to Micky, who seemed annoyed by his friend's actions. The woman gave an odd look to the Dolenz boy, as if she wasn't expecting him. Without another word, she pulled out a slip of paper and handed it to Davy.
"Call me," she whispered, winking and walking away.
Davy smiled, knowing he had another woman right under his arms (or he was under hers- she was a tall woman, after all.). The scene replayed in Micky's mind. Davy found love with a girl that had some weird complications with her life. Those complications would get The Monkees (their band with Mike Nesmith and Peter Tork) into trouble and end up losing the girl anyhow due to so crazy scheme or by the love of another girl. Micky knew it all too well.
"Davy," the drummer sighed," you can't keep falling in love like this. Everyday, it's a new girl, a new scheme and then another girl. Can't you stick with one babe?".
"Sorry Micky," Jones chuckled, strolling with a pep in his step," There are so many birds in the world and only one of me. They're all so beautiful, how could I-".
"Help!" a voice in the distance called.
The boys dropped their conversation to follow the call. They knew there was only one thing to do when someone had called for assistance. The two found a phone booth to cram into and got dressed. However, Micky got out in a suit and tie. Davy had the same outfit, immediately realizing it was wrong. They went back into the booth and threw on their other outfits- superhero suits with a big 'M' on the chest.
"Monkee Men, away!" the boys screamed, running out.
They ran down the street, trying to find something out of the ordinary. Then, they noticed a girl (in her early twenties) standing upon the sidewalk. Her red hair covered her green eyes, that had tears flooding from trickled down her pale cheeks, which were dotted in freckles. Davy ran to her, asking what had happened. She turned her head down the street and pointed.
"That man stole my package!" she exclaimed.
Micky wasted no time. He climbed upon a smaller rooftop, jumping from each. Davy (being unable to climb such a height) ran along the sidewalks. They had to keep their eye on the man in the black. He held the package close to him. He didn't want anyone to even come near it. This was top secret and the man knew that girl shouldn't have it. If she did, it would-
"Monkee Men, go!" the man didn't turn back, but he could tell he was being chased.
He ran further and further down the Californian roads, trying to rid of the boys chasing him. Micky hopped upon another roof. He had a figure out a way to stop the bad guy. Davy knew what to do as a temporary distraction. The Brit had finally caught up with the mysterious thief. At this point, there was only one thing to do. Davy ran and jumped on the man, causing the both of them to fall. Dolenz could see it all from the rooftop. It was a big jump, so he found a ladder and struggled to climb down. The red-headed girl came from around the corner of the building.
"You got it back!" she shouted happily," oh, thank you so much.".
"Anything for a little lady," Davy chuckled.
He removed the box from the fallen man's hands. He handed it to the girl, and the sparks flew in his eyes. The girl saw this and gave a gracious smile. Micky climbed down just in time to see the scene. Of course- leave him alone for five seconds and Davy falls in love.
"I'm Davy Jones," he told dreamily.
"I'm Michelle Enasni," she replied flirtily.
"Such a beautiful name for such a beautiful lady," Davy leaned on her, receiving a giggle.
"Here we go again," Micky sighed.
Dolenz pulled a small chalkboard from behind his cape. 'Days Without Davy Falling in Love' was written upon the board. The number '3' was written underneath the words. Annoyed, Micky erased the number and put '0'. He wondered what Mike and Peter would say about the situation. But. for now, Davy was still flirting with Michelle.
I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter of the new Elder-Rannells fanfiction! Thank you for reading and be sure to review and criticize. As always, I want to make this story perfect. Until next time!