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Description: It's Anna first Christmas in California- which means her first winter without snow. Trying to make her feel welcome (and win her heart) Mick buys a snow machine from a shifty thrift store owner. Things go wrong when the machine breaks and a snow storm occurs- in the Monkees Pad. Can the five survive being snowed in, or will there be Arctic Monkees?
"I got Peter a set of magnifying glasses, Mike a new pair of cowboy boots and Anna- I got her some new turtlenecks. What did you get them?".
It was almost four o'clock on Christmas Eve. While Mike and Peter had been wrapping gifts downstairs, Micky and Davy had been doing the same upstairs, Davy had been too excited to keep most of his gifts a secret. Aside from Micky's gift, the Brit told what he'd gotten the other three. The Dolenz boy went on to show the pajamas he was to give Peter and the wool hats Mike was to receive.
"As for Anna," the taller boy chuckled," well you'll see. I think she's gonna like it. After all, I did follow your advice.".
Davy beamed with pride. Moments later, the two went downstairs, gifts piling in their hands. Micky was glad he kept Anna's gift downstairs, otherwise, he'd probably hurt himself. Anna had been gently placing her gifts under the tree. She excitedly greeted the other two, hugging them.
"Why don't we open gifts first?" Micky suggested, barely able to contain his excitement.
There were no objections. At once, everyone exchanged and opened gifts. Micky decided to wait to open his. He wanted to give the girl hers first. Waiting last, he watched as she received sweaters from Davy, hairbands from Mike, and an old china doll from her brother.
"Oh," she gasped," I remember having a doll just like this one. I named her Janie, I used to play with her everyday since I was five- until cousin Marley smashed her. He said twelve was too old to have dolls. I was so upset and now, I have her back. Thank you, Peter.".
"I knew you'd like it!" he exclaimed.
They hugged tightly. Micky knew he was next. He brought out the covered gift. He waited until they let go. He had the others turned to him as he got on one knee. Peter didn't know what to make of it, and neither did Anna. He wasn't about to propose- they weren't even dating!
"Anna, my dear," Micky bellowed in a heroic voice, gently taking her hand," I wanted to get you something special this year. I know moving from DC to California is a very big step and everything is completely different here. So (he got up, let go of her hand and went to the device) I present to you (he tore the cover off) this!".
Although the boys seemed confused, the girl was thoroughly interested. She felt as if she had seen this device before. However, she knew not what it was, but if it was from the drummer, she knew it would be great.
"What does it do?" she asked.
"I'd be glad to show you," he said.
He went to the freezer and grabbed a bag of ice. He threw a handful in, the machine shaking then (ever so gently) snowflakes flew into the air, Anna gasped, excitement flooding her eyes.
"I can't believe you got it to snow!" she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around Micky," Thank you so much.".
"Anything for you, Anna," he whispered, pulling her into a hug.
The group enjoyed the indoor snow. Micky, however, felt as if there wasn't enough snow, despite it having gone up to their ankles. He grabbed the bag of ice, remembering the warning of the thrift store owner. Yet, how could you make a winter wonderland if there wasn't any snow? Without another thought, all of the ice was poured into the machine. And then, it suddenly stopped snowing.
"What a disappointment," Peter whined.
"Somebody turn back on the snow!" Mike exclaimed.
"Now, now," Micky hesitantly sputtered out," I'm sure the machine will turn back on-".
Snow shot out of the machine. The five ducked to avoid being hit. The snow continued to pile up, burying objects and people. At last, the machine stopped, but not before covering every square inch of the room, the damage being done. Peter, Anna, Mike and Micky's heads popped out of the snow like daisies. They looked around, but there was no sign of Davy.
"Not again," Mike mumbled, shoveling himself out of the snow," D-Davy, stand u-up so I can find you.".
There was a muffled noise. It came from the door. Micky and Mike went to dig their friend out. They heaved him out of the snow pile, where he shivered.
"I was standing up," he defended," but the door is jammed under all that snow and ice!".
"So are the windows," Anna informed.
"The stairs still work!" Peter announced, going up, only to slip and fall into a snowbank," or not.".
Micky looked around at the snowy apartment. Everyone knew he didn't mean to snow them in, but it was still his fault. As the boys scolded him, the agent examined the black box that had produced such a storm.
"Micky," she questioned," where did you get this?".
"A thrift store," he admitted, ashamed in getting such a cheap gift. Although, that didn't bother Anna.
"I've seen this device before," she told, suddenly shouting, "The Blizzard!".
Confused, the boys gave questioning looks. Anna explained that The Blizzard was a scientist by the name of Klaus von Snowerman. He was another enemy of the Grizelda Agency that used snow to get rid of annoying teenagers, young people and long haired weirdos. It was also used to rid of agents.
"He warns you not to put in too many ice cubes," Anna proceeded," but, he knows you'll try it anyway, because young people are awfully curious. And then- we freeze to death!".
Peter began to cry in the arms of his sister. He sobbed, not wanting to die. Mike and Davy glared at Micky, who had pain in his heart. He didn't want to cause. He was just one curious Monkee. Now, he would be an Arctic one.
"What do we do now?" Davy chattered, standing close to Mike.
"There's only one thing we can do," Anna said softly," survive.".
Hope you guys enjoyed the story! Be sure to come back Monday for Part 3 of The Arctic Monkees!