Micky, Davy and Peter sleepily stepped out of their bedrooms, with their eyes half closed. None of them got any sleep after what happened last night. Who could sleep after finding out that their plant drank blood?! Mike got less sleep then the others. In fact, he didn't get any sleep at all. He had stayed up, asking Valerie 2 questions and trying to figure out what he was up to.
"Where's Mike?" Peter asked.
Micky grabbed a box of corn flakes. "He's upstairs and refuses to leave."
"Why?"
"He doesn't trust me." Valerie 2 was sitting on the floor near Micky's drums, because he was now too big for the table.
The drummer poured orange juice into his cereal. "I don't either."
"Come on man, don't get uptight."
"Please don't fight." Peter hoped that they could all get along, but it looked like that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
"How about we go to The Vincent Van Gogh Gogh later?" Davy suggested. "We could all use a break from all this."
"But we can't leave Valerie 2 alone." Peter looked at his plant, who had grabbed a magazine and was reading it.
"He'll be fine." Micky told him. "Let's just hope he doesn't eat the mailman."
"I keep tellin' ya man, I don't eat people." Valerie 2 had joined in the conversation.
"Then why did you drag me down the stairs last night?"
"You were awake so I couldn't drink it without you noticing."
"Wait, you mean you've been drinking me in my sleep?!"
"Give the man a prize!"
"That's not very nice." Peter told Valerie 2.
"I had to drink something man." Then he went back to reading his magazine.
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At last, The Monkees were enjoying a normal afternoon with no problems to bother them. The Vincent Van Gogh Gogh was filled with teenagers, mainly single chicks, and The Monkees were planning on having a ball. Micky wasn't too happy though. Because Valerie had been drinking his blood in his sleep he wasn't as filled with that energy he used to attract the opposite sex. So instead he sat at one of the tables with Peter and they listened to the groovy group onstage. Mike couldn't get his mind off Valerie 2. What was that plant planning to do?
"Are you okay Mike?" Peter had walked over to Mike's table.
"I'm fine Pete, just thinkin'."
"I've been thinking too. I know that you don't like having Valerie 2 around, but maybe we can get him to drink milk instead."
Davy, who had a chick in his arm, joined in. "Say Peter, do you know when Valerie and Ronnie's wedding is?"
"Yeah, it's tomorrow."
After hearing this Mike ran to Micky's table, told him something that Peter and Davy couldn't make out then he left the nightclub. Davy and Peter looked at each other then walked over to Micky to get an explanation of some kind.
"What was that about?" Davy asked.
"Mike said he had to do something." Davy could tell that Micky was hiding something.
"Does it have something to do with Valerie 2?" Peter sat down next to Micky.
"He told me not to tell." Micky looked at Peter's pleading face. "But he said that he knows what Valerie 2 is planning and that he's going to do something about it."
"Did he say what?" Their British friend asked.
"Nope. He just said that I was in charge until he gets back."
"I hope they'll both be okay." Peter said.
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