Hey funky party people! I am adding another chapter, but only if you promise to review it!
Chapter 2
Micky was being taken someplace, but he had no idea where that was. He was forced to walk, being pulled by a big man with a weird feathery hat, by a heavy rope that was tied around his hands and loosely around his neck. He walked silently, trying to figure out what was going on. He'd been kidnapped away from the rest of the Monkees, and on top of it all it was pitch black out side at 2 in the morning.
They'd been walking for a long time, and Micky felt his legs aching from all the walking. He was about to complain when he was jolted to a halt. The big man spoke in a tongue Micky didn't know, and turned to him.
"You will sit on the ground now." he said firmly. Micky saw the look in his eye and dared not disobey. He plopped down and was approached by and even bigger man; if it was possible.
"My name is Chief," he said in struggling English, "You follow me." Micky frowned and was led into a covering that was even darker than outside. He looked around and tried to see what was around him, and suddenly there was a candle being lit. It lit up the whole place, and Micky saw he was in a tent. He looked around in his surroundings and saw a few pillows and small platform that looked to be a make shift table. He also noticed a girl was in the tent with him.
He looked her up and down a few times and she did the same to him before moving towards him and held sticks out to him. He cocked an eye brow at the girl and politely took them.
"They are yours?" she asked looking between his eyes and the sticks in his hand. He frowned and looked at the sticks in his hands. They were his. They were his drumsticks; the ones he'd lost in the woods. He nodded and twirled them around in his hands.
"Thank you," he said looking back up to her, "Does that mean you're the girl I saw in the woods?"
The girl looked at him and suddenly looked shy and mysterious, "Yes, I am, but you can't let my people know it was me you saw." she said looking worried as Chief entered the tent and took the way she was looking at him entirely the wrong way.
He spoke in his native tongue to the girl and she answered back in a confused manner. Then she seemed to be hiding a sense of excitement. She seemed to deny everything her father was saying to her, and when they stopped, Micky was taken out of the tent roughly and brought back to where he belonged.
He was back on the tour bus and he looked at the guys who were all asleep where ever it was they'd ended up. He scoffed and looked at the drumsticks in his hands. He was glad to have them back, but that girl was nagging at the back of his mind. He never got it to stop at all through out the rest of the night either. He didn't get any sleep after the encounter with the big guy and the girl who still had no name.
The next morning, Micky was packing up the rest of his things so they could move on when with Mike, when somebody caught him from behind and clapped a hand over his mouth to keep his from calling out. Luckily Mike saw the whole thing and followed the two closely behind. When the big guy and Micky stopped, Mike's eyes widened.
They were standing in the center of an Indian camp. He gaped and watched carefully for any thing that Micky could be in trouble for. Micky looked just as confused as Mike felt, but when another big guy came up with two very pretty Indian girls Mike cocked an eyebrow and cleared his throat before he could thing about it. A few heads snapped in his direction and he quickly ducked behind the bushes.
'Yeah," he thought, 'That's not suspicious or anything, Mike.' He was suddenly brought up by the arms off the ground and drug over to where Micky was standing.
He glanced at Micky who was snickering, and he shrugged. Mike looked at the big man who seemed to be having and argument with one of the girls and cleared his throat loudly. Micky elbowed him hard in the ribs.
"Don't do that man." he whispered as the big guy looked over to Mike with a disapproving glare.
"My mane chief." he said in a deep scratchy voice. Mike looked back and Micky. Micky nodded and bit his lip as chief directed one of the girls to stand in front of the two Monkees. Micky gasped and looked at the girl with wondering eyes.
Mike narrowed his eyes and tried to figure out what was going on. The girl looked back and Chief and crossed her arms over her chest stubbornly.
They began to speak in there tongue again and Mike was really getting aggravated by it.
"Ok, can you at least speak English if you're gonna do that!?" He asked angrily. Micky glared at him saying, "Do you wanna get us killed man?"
Mike rolled his eyes and the girl looked at him with a smirk before saying, "I don't want to marry them, father."
Micky gasped again and this time Mike joined him, "Um, I can't get married to any of you," Mike said clearing his throat nervously, "I'm already married!"
The girl looked at him and smirked, "See, father?" she asked cocking a defiant eyebrow at Chief. Micky snickered and Chief looked at his daughter with a warning glare.
"You will choose or I will choose for you." he said. The other girl suddenly piped up and Ran up next to Micky.
"Can I choose him father?" she asked sticking her tongue out at what appeared to be her sister. Chief smirked and nodded. The girl giggled and Micky and the girl were led off to a tent. Mike didn't quite know what to do about this because he was married and he was suddenly being whisked off to a tent with the defiant girl.
He stood in the middle of the tent as the girl plopped down on a pile of pillows and groaned loudly.
"Um," Mike said swallowing hard, "Are-are you ok?"
The girl sighed and looked up at him, "I don't want to get married, and my older sister just took the only boy I was familiar with right out from under me."
"Oh," Mike thought for a second, "What do you mean familiar with..?"
"I met him in the woods yesterday and my people found him and brought him here last night so I could return his sticks." the girl said looking down at the floor of the tent.
"Well, What's your name, darlin'?" Mike asked sitting down next to her.
She looked up at him, "Moonfire," she said as the tent opened and Chief walked in with a hard expression on his face.
"Moonfire," he said, "You should be ashamed of yourself."
"I already told you I don't want to get married!" she said loudly as she stood up so she was eye level with her father, "Especially not to him!" she pointed to Mike and he felt his pride slightly damage.
"Well, you had a chance to choose, Moonfire," chief said ending the argument "You will marry him, and Cecile will marry the other."
With that Chief walked out of the tent and Mike suddenly realized he wasn't getting out of this so easily...