Chapter 8
Sarah and Davy were walking along. Sarah was being very quiet.
"Is something wrong?" Davy asked.
"My parents want to meet you." Sarah sighed.
"Well that's great! Isn't it?" Davy asked. His smile faded.
"Yes, and no."
"When do they want to meet me?"
"Whenever you want to come over. I won't blame you if you never do."
Sarah sighed.
"Stop it. I'll come by. How 'bout tomorrow?"
"Okay. Call me."
"Man, it is good to be back!" Mike exclaimed as he and the others
entered the pad.
They heard someone pounding on the door.
"It's Babbit." Micky groaned as he answered the door.
"I take it back." Mike quipped.
"Thought you boys could escape huh? Where's my rent?!" the older man
demanded.
"Well-"
"Either you four give me your rent money now, or it's-"
"Out you go." The four Monkees sighed.
"I have you boys trained." Mr. Babbit smiled.
"Here." each boy handed him their money.
"So, where'd you four go?"
"We went camping." Peter replied.
"How was it?"
"Alot of fun. You should try it sometime." Mike said causing Davy to
snickered. Micky fought back a laugh.
"I might do that." Mr. Babbit smiled.
"See that you do." Mike replied barely able to keep a straight face.
Davy looked in the mirror fixing his tie, and combing his hair.
Doing both things several times.
"Meeting Sarah's parents?" Peter asked.
"Yeah. I wish me knees would stop shaking."
"Relax man. Just be yourself." Mike patted Davy lightly on the back.
"I'm just scared I'll say the wrong thing. I have been doing that
alot lately." Davy sighed as he started to recomb his hair.
Mike took the brush from him. "Will you please relax. It's going to
be okay. Just be politely, and semi quiet. That shouldn't be too
hard for you."
"DID HE LEAVE YET?" Micky yelled.
"MIcky on the other hand..." Mike sighed causing Peter and Davy to
giggle.
"Good, you didn't leave yet. I just wanted to say good luck." Micky
grinned.
"Thank you." Davy said sighing. "How do I look?"
"Fine." Mike said.
"Great." Peter said.
"You'd look better if you had some color in your face." Micky teased.
"I have a tan. I have...oh. Ha. Ha." Davy said leaving the pad.
"Man, I hope tonight goes well for him." Micky said sounding alittle
worried.
"Me too." Peter and Mike added. "Me too."
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