Ok, so....everyone ready to crash a society wedding? ;)
Mike: Let's show those blue-bloods how to conduct a rescue mission. ;) :D
Micky: You better believe it! :P
Peter: I miss Valerie. :(
Davy: Let's get those snobs! :p
(We begin with a long tracking shots of cars lined up outside the wedding. Among them are the MonkeeMobile, Micky and Lauren's car, the Abbies' psychadelic van, a somewhat older Ford, and a huge 50s era Buick, complete with space-age chrome trim and tail fins. All of the cars park on the lawn across from the Cartwright Mansion.)
(Everyone climbs out. The Jolly Green Giants are with the Abbies. Emma's with Mike, Peter, and Davy in the MonkeeMobile; she gives him a quick kiss before going to join Mr. Bennett, who waves out the side of the Ford. Tilly and the Four Martians get out of the Buick, which we see has the name "Flying Saucer" painted across the sides. Nyles and Micky get out of Micky and Lauren's car.)
Mike: (Straightens his white "Head" tux) Everyone ready to crash a party?
Nyles: You bet, man! :D
Micky: *rolls his eyes* Definitely. ;)
Mike: I just sent Em off with Mr. Bennett. They're going to go tell Seargent Nielson we've got a line on Shelia. ;)
Joe: (He and the Jolly Green Giants all wear - appropriately - green tuxes) Ok, man, what's the word?
John: (Hey and the Martians wear black tuxes with paisley ties and bright socks) Other than "party." ;)
Mike: Pete's group and Micky's group will go in the house to find Val and Lauren. My group will go to the party and amuse the guests.
Tilly: (Wears a shocking pink taffeta gown) Great! (Frowns) Are you SURE they're no aliens at this party?
Kimberly: (She and the Abbies wear pink mini-skirts trimmed with floaty ruffles; Amber wears a white fifties ballgown) Aliens, no. (Grins) Members of the government, probably. ;) >:)
Tilly: Oooh, do I have some questions I wanna ask THOSE guys! :p ;)
Amber: *shrugs* What's the difference? ;)
Mike: Ok, gang, let's split up, before one of the guards see us. If anyone asks, we're party guests, on the bride's side.
Chris: I thought that's what we WERE. ;)
Micky: Let’s just go. :P
(Everyone splits up. Mike, the Martians, Nyles, the Abbies, and Tilly make for the garden in back of the house. Micky, Davy, Daphne, Peter, and the Jolly Green Giants go around the side of the house.)
Davy: Ok, Mick, Petah, where is the security system supposed to be?
Peter: In the guards' room, near the kitchen.
Micky: *grins* Perfect! I can grab a snack to get my brain in gear for shutting it down. ;)
Joe: (Grins) I could use a snack myself. ;)
Davy: I don't think goin' to the kitchen wit' this crowd is a good idea. ;)
*Micky sticks his tongue out.* :P ;)
Peter: (They peer in a room; several guards are standing around, eating donuts and cinnamon rolls and drinking coffee on their breaks) There it is!
Daphne: (As the guards leave, dropping donut and roll crumbs) And there they go. (Makes a face) Bunch of piggies! Didn't their mothers ever teach them to clean up after themselves? :p
Cory: (Indicates Joe and Bobby) Worse than living with these two. ;)
Joe: Hey!
(Bobby smacks his snickering roommate/bandmate over the head. :p )
Peter: Come on. (Leads the group in the "guards' room," which is really more of a lounge area, complete with tables, hot pot, refrigerator, countertop, table, chairs, a couch, and a TV set playing soap operas.)
Daphne: Oooh, I don't have to miss "Guiding Light!" ;) :D
Cory: (Indicates the boxes of donuts, sweet rolls, and pastries on the table; does a zombie imitation) Must...eat...donuts...
Joe: Cor, those belong to the cops!
Bobby: Like they'll notice if a few are missing! :p
Micky: Oh, come on, man, they won't miss... a few. ;) *snags a donut as he heads for the security control pad*
(Daphne sits down on the couch and watches the soap; she's joined by Bobby and, munching on an apple pastry, Cory.)
Davy: (He, Joe, and Peter join Micky at the complicated-looking computer security pad) Ok, Mick, got any idea of 'ow to dismantle this?
Joe: Or at least keep it from setting off?
Peter: It looks like something on "Star Trek!" :o
Micky: *waves it off* It's push-button. It's a sinch! ;)
Davy: Just don't get it sticky, Mick. It might jam up the buttons. :p
Micky: No problem. *shoves the rest of the donut in his mouth; mouth full* Awight... *considers the keypad, then starts punching buttons*
(Cory, Daphne, and Bobby are now sobbing over the soap. ;) :(( )
Micky: *over his shoulder* Good thing I don't need SILENCE to do this! ;)
(The sobbing stops instantly, except for Cory loudly blowing his nose. Joe goes to the door.)
Davy: (Mutters) Always knew Daph 'ad a 'idden romantic streak.(out loud) 'Ow's it comin', Mick?
Micky: Almost there...
(Cory hands Bobby his very wet tissue. He hands it to a disgusted Daphne, who gingerly - and now wearing plastic gloves - throws it in a trash can. :p )
Micky: *shows off the last couple key punches... & a green light appears on the keypad; grins widely* All set! :D
Joe: (Eyes widen; turns to the group as voices are heard) Cheese it, guys! The cops! :o
(The guards enter as Micky immediately jumps away from the pad.)
Guard 1: What are you guys doing?
Daphne: We, um...
Davy: (Flashes his widest smile) Got lost lookin' for the weddin'.
Peter: We're on the bride's side. :D
Micky: And we're terrible with directions. :P ;)
Guard 1: (Rolls his eyes and points in back of him) Go straight to the back of the house, through the iron gate and under the rose arbor, and left into the summer garden. No one is supposed to be in the house except for members of the wedding party!
Peter: I'm a member of the wedding party!
Guard 2: (Eyes his obviously rented tux, bead strings, and mismatched socks) You sure about that, son? You don't look like anyone Mr. Farsnworth or Miss Cartwright would associate with.
Peter: Yes, I am! I'm a VERY good friend of the bride! ;) :D
Micky: An extremely good friend! ;)
Daphne: About as good a friend as you can get. ;)
Guard 2: Well, they'll be starting out there in a few minutes.
Guard 3: Want us to come with you?
Joe: Um, no, sir, we'll be fine.
Cory: We know what we're doing now! :D
Peter: Thank you, gentlemen! :)
Micky: Thanks, guys!
Guard 2: Don't mention it. Just don't get lost again, ok?
Bobby: We won't! (The kids gingerly make their way past the guards and out to the main foyer, which is totally empty)
Davy: Ok, got past them, now what?
Daphne: We find Val and Lauren.
Peter: Maybe we'd better split up. Valerie might already be out at the party. (He gulps sadly) I hope we can get to her in time! :(
Micky: Go get her, Pete. Me, Dave, & Daph will find Lauren.
Joe: (Nods at Pete) We'll protect him and Val. (Grins) Rich gentlemen and their brides need bodyguards too, right? ;)
Bobby: And if they happen to be musically gifted... ;)
Cory: If his ego gets any bigger, it could be in the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade. ;)
Peter: (Grins) Aw, guys! (Nods towards the garden) Come on, guys! (Nods) Micky, when you guys find Lauren, call me on my communicator.
Micky: *nods* You got it, Pete. (Turns to Davy and Daphne) All right, my crew...fall out! ;)
(Davy falls over Daphne, who glares at him before stomping after Mick. ;) :P )
Micky: *chuckles* I don't think I meant that literally. ;)
Davy: Wot? WOT? (Goes after them. Peter and the Jolly Green Giants shake their heads and go in the opposite direction.)
Daphne: This place is HUGE? Where would they hide a kitten?
Micky: Man, I don't know... :-/
Davy: How long do we 'ave before the guards figah out the security system's down?
Micky: The way those guys were eating? We've got plenty of time. ;)
(Davy and Daphne chuckle softly.)
Davy: Well, at least I don't think we'll 'ave to worry about servants. I think most of them are eithah at the weddin' or workin' on food and entertainment for the weddin'.
Micky: In other words, we should have free reign. *slight grin*
Davy: I like that. ;) :D
Daphne: That scares me. ;) :p
Daphne: (Stops) Hey, what's that?
Davy: Not more guards! :p
Daphne: No, it's not guards. The voice isn't deep enough. Sounds more like a kid crying...
Micky: Say what?
Davy: A kid?
Daphne: (Eyes widen) Doesn't Val have a little sister? I seem to remember meeting her last Christmas. Nice kid, too...
Davy: Chrissy!
Micky: Well, where is she?
(The three follow the sounds to a flight of stairs on one side of the house. Two little girls in jeans and T-shirts hold a pair of kittens in their laps. One girl is Asian-American; the other is Chrissy, Valerie's little sister. The kittens aren't Lauren, unfortuantly; one is black with white paws, the other is a calico. Chrissy is crying, occasionally wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. The little Asian-American girl has one arm around Chrissy and the other on the cat in her lap.)
Chrissy: I...I wanted to be in the wedding...it's not fair...Valerie's my sister, too...
Girl: I wonder what's wrong with Valerie? She hasn't been acting like herself lately.
Chrissy: (Wails) She'd NEVER marry that nasty Ronnie Farnsworth! She used to HATE him! I mentioned Peter to her, and she just looked at me and said she'd never heard of a Peter! :(
Girl: Oh, man. That's weird!
(Daphne, Davy, and Micky step up to the two girls and their pets.)
Chrissy: (Her face lights up when she sees them) H...hi, guys! Here for the wedding? :)
Girl: Chris, who're they?
Micky: Yes & no.
Chrissy: Friends of Valerie's and Peter's! They're the ones who know Christmas magic! :D
Girl: (Eyes widen) Really? :D
Chrissy: (Smiles, sniffling) Oh, guys, this is my friend Sarah Wu. (Holds up the black kitten) And you might remember Bobby (strokes the calico kitten's head) and Dolly. :)
Sarah: (Waves) Hi. :)
Daphne: Nice to meet you there, young lady (strokes Bobby) and kitties. :)
(Bobby purrs and turns over for a tummy rub, which Chrissy gives him. ;) )
Micky: Say, uh, you wouldn't happen to know if there's another cat somewhere in the house, would you?
Chrissy: Valerie has a kitty with her!
Sarah: She doesn't have a name, though.
Micky: *eyebrows raise* Really?
Sarah: Really! :)
Daphne: Why can't you girls be in the wedding?
Chrissy: Valerie said she didn't want us in the wedding anymore! She said she only wanted grown-ups and little kids shouldn't be at a grown-ups party! :((
Sarah: I think it was Ronnie's idea. Valerie acts weird when he's around.
Chrissy: And that tall lady... (shudders; Sarah makes a face)
Sarah: She's so mean! She's always giving Valerie these weird looks, and we saw her rub her head in this strange way once! :p
Davy: Muddlin'. :p
Micky: Awe, geez. :P
Chrissy: If we help you find Valerie's kitty, will you use some Christmas magic to get Valerie to marry Peter again and let us be in the wedding?
Daphne: You girls drive a hard bargain. (Grins and winks) ;)
Micky: Of course we will! ;)
Chrissy: Yeah!
Sarah: Groovy! :D (The two girls stand and put down the cats, who frolic alongside them)
Chrissy: She's probably in Valerie's suite on the second floor.
Micky: Let's try there first!
(The two girls, three young adults, and two kittens walk upstairs. Chrissy and Sarah lead them to a large suite of rooms, decorated with a mix of elegant, well-worn antiques and modern reproductions. They peek in and see Shelia leaning over a cage on a table to one side of the room.)
Chrissy: (Shudders; whispers) It's that mean lady!
Sarah: She's nasty! She gives these looks that, as my Papa would say, could freeze Mount Fuji in July! :p
Micky: *growls* I don't like this. :P
Davy: You don't know the 'alf of it, kids. (Puts a hand on his stomach)
Daphne: Oh, man... (does the same)
(Shelia is stroking the kitten, smiling.)
Micky: *hisses* Oh no, you don't!
Chrissy: What's wrong?
Sarah: She's just making the cat purr!
(Even Dolly and Bobby the kittens hiss at the sight of Shelia. X( )
Micky: Not quite, Sarah. X-(
Daphne: Um, how do we tell you kids this...
Davy: That's NOT a cat.
Micky: That's my wife who's been turned INTO a cat & I'm about ready to tear that woman's head off! X-(
Girls: (In unison) WHAT?
Sarah: Wow!
Chrissy: But how...
Davy: That lady has very bad magic. She's the worst lady in the whole world!
Micky: You could say that. :P
Sarah: Oooh, black magic!
Chrissy: Like in the movies!
Daphne: She's using her magic to control Micky's wife Lauren...and your sister, Chrissy! She doesn't want her to marry Peter!
(Shelia suddenly looks up, frowning.)
Micky: Let’s get her!
Davy: Sh...(looks at the kids)..oot! The Wicked Witch of California's 'eard us!
Micky: Smooth, Dave. :P
Chrissy: (Runs in the room) Leave that kitty and my sister alone, bad lady!
Sarah: (Joins her friend, followed by the kittens) And don't use any of your black magic on us, either! :p
Shelia: And just what do you think you're going to do about it?
Chrissy: Sic 'er, Dolly and Bobby!
Shelia: *smirks* I'm so afraid.
(The kittens run for Shelia and jump on her, climbing onto her elegant skirts)
(Dolly bites at her legs; Bobby bites at her skirts, putting holes in them)
Chrissy: Good kitties! Even THEY know you're a mean lady!
Sarah: You did something to her sister!
Shelia: *glares down at the kittens* What nasty thing could I do to these two? X-(
Chrissy: No! Don't!
Davy: (Goes in the room) Don't hurt those kids OR those kittens! X(
Micky: *follows in* Or else! ;)
Chrissy: We've got Christmas magic!
(The girls join the cats in tugging at Shelia.)
Chrissy: You change my sister back into herself, Black Magic Lady!
Shelia: Get away from me!
Sarah: You did something to her! She'd never marry that nerd Farnsworth! :p
(Micky darts past Shelia as Davy and Daphne take hold of her, too.)
Micky: *couches down to look in the cage; Lauren lies on the floor of it, she looks asleep* Awe, man... Lauren...hey, babe, it's me. *sticks his fingers through the bars & strokes her tail* ;)
*Lauren turns her head & hisses at him.* ;) :P
Davy: Got 'er yet, Mick?
Daphne: We can't hold her forever! :p
Micky: *pulls his fingers out* Okay, this is gonna be tougher than I thought. :P
Chrissy: Yes, we can! We'll hold her until she changes my sister and the kitty back!
Davy: Wot's wrong?
Micky: Uh... *tries to reach through the bars again & gets swiped at* C'mon, babe! *sighs & just picks up the whole cage* I got her! Man, I hope she won't remember this. :P
Chrissy: What are we going to do with our captive? ;)
Sarah: Can we hog-tie her, like on "Gunsmoke?" ;)
Micky: Can I put in a vote for that? *Lauren swats a paw at him* ;) :P
Daphne: I like that idea. ;)
Davy: I like 'ow you kids think. (He goes in the next room; there's a blue light, and he comes out with rope ;)
Shelia: You BRATS! :P
Chrissy: You're the brat, lady!
Sarah: Peter and Valerie really like each other! They should be able to get married if they wanna!
Chrissy: It's a free country!
Shelia: Not if I have a say in it! :P
(Bobby and Dolly jump down and start biting at Shelia's expensive Italian leather pumps.)
*And this takes us into a romp, "For Pete's Sake." Micky sets the cage down, away from everyone else & careful goes to open the latch on the door. Lauren hisses at him. So Micky hisses back at her, sticking his tongue out.*
(Shelia pushes the girls off...only to be tackled by Davy.)
*Lauren sticks out her little pink tongue. Micky tries to stick his fingers through the bars, only to be swatted at again.*
(Shelia tries to rub Davy's head...but two little fluffballs get in her way, tickling her nose with their tails. ;) )
(Shelia gets away from Davy, and thus ensues a wild chase through Valerie's suites.)
*Micky finally gets the door open & swats at Lauren. She backs off, tilting her head.*
(The kittens run to Lauren and try to play with her, licking her and smiling. :) )
(Chrissy and Sarah giggle at their pets' antics. ;) :)) )
*Lauren tries to shy away from the two kittens, but moves closer to Micky.*
(Davy and Daphne chase Shelia into a walk-in closet, where they proceed to play hide and seek amid the clothing.)
*Micky sets a hand flat on the ground. Lauren sees his hand & warily goes over. She nudges a couple fingers with her nose.*
(The little girls set a pair of shoes out in Valerie's bedroom. Shelia sneaks out in sunglasses and a huge wide-brimmed straw hat...only to trip over the shoes and be pounced on by two little girls.)
*Micky slowly moves his other hand to scratch Lauren behind the ears. She lets him, purring.*
(Davy and Daphne join the girls and they start wraping Shelia with rope.)
(Davy carries the bound Shelia over his shoulder and deposits her on the bed. She's screaming her head off, but the girls just giggle and throw pillows at her. ;) )
*Micky is finally able to pick up Lauren & holds the kitten in both arms. He smiles & plants a kiss on the top of her head.*
(The others, including Shelia, watch Micky and the kitten as the music ends.)
Micky: *grins* She likes me again! ;) :D
Daphne: Awww! :X
Chrissy: That's cute! :)
Davy: Wot 'appened?
(Dolly and Bobby sit on the floor next to the cage, mewing. They want their friend to come back. :) )
Micky: Shelia must've muddled her. She either didn't recognize me or just wasn't supposed to let me get near enough to snap her out of it. *looks down at the two real kittens* Sorry, you two. This kitty ain't a real kitty. ;) :P
Chrissy: Muddled?
Sarah: (Looks at Shelia) What does that mean?
Micky: It means confused. :P
(The kittens just return to the arms of their mistresses. Daphne hits Shelia over the head with another pillow for good measure. ;) )
Micky: Hey, how'd you girls like to see some magic? ;) :D
Sarah: (Grins) Sure!
Chrissy: Cool!
(The kittens mew in agreement. ;) :) )
Micky: Then watch this! ;)
(Shelia lets out a very loud scream.)
*Micky concentrates on the kitten in his arms; a dark blue light surrounds her, fading into a blue light before fading out altogether, leaving Lauren, back in human form, in Micky's arms.*
Micky: *grins* Hiya, babe! :D ;)
Davy: Nice work, Mick!
Chrissy: (She and Sarah have wide eyes) Wow!
Lauren: *blushes* What the heck happened? And why do I have a craving for tuna? ;) :P
Sarah: That was the grooviest thing I ever saw! :D
Micky: *sets Lauren down* We'll figure out what part you don't know later, babe. :)
Chrissy: She really WAS the kitty?
Sarah: I'll bet the Black Magic Lady had a hand in this! :p
Chrissy: (Glares at Shelia) Yeah!
Micky: *motions to the hog tied woman* Speaking of whom, what'll we do about her?
Chrissy: Make her eat cat food.
Sarah: Ewwww!
Lauren: *grins* Sounds good to me! ;)
Chrissy: Well, she deserves it! She was mean to the kitty who was Lauren AND my sister!
Davy: (Glares at Shelia) Wot did you do to Lauren and Valerie?
Daphne: And how can we snap Val out of it?
*Shelia glares at the group.* :P
Chrissy: The prisoner isn't talking! ;)
Sarah: We should MAKE her talk!
Davy: (Grins at Micky and Lauren) And we know how. ;) :D
Lauren: Yeah... ;) >:)
Daphne: Why don't you do the honors, Lauren? ;)
Lauren: Gladly! *grins as she makes her way to Shelia* I love doing this. *puts her fingers to Shelia's temples*
Chrissy: How's that gonna make her tell us how to help Val?
Daphne: That's muddling, Chris. ;)
Sarah: That's no fun. :p
Davy: No, it isn't. It makes you docile.
Daphne: You're more likely to do what people tell you to do.
Lauren: *keeps rubbing* All right, Shelia, how do we snap Val out of your lovely little spell?
Sarah: And you have to do what we say! :D
Chrissy: 'Cause you're muddled!
(The kittens stick their little pink tongues out at Shelia. ;) :p )
Shelia: Peter will know how.
Chrissy: Peter will know how?
Sarah: Awww, I was hoping for somethin' cool! :p
Lauren: *quirks an eyebrow* I do all this muddling & THAT'S the best answer she can give us? :P ;)
Micky: But it does make sense.
Chrissy: What ARE you, lady?
Sarah: And what do you mean "Peter will know how?" :-/
Shelia: *as Lauren keeps muddling* I'm the Devil. >:)
Chrissy: The DEVIL?
Sarah: How could you be the Devil? You're a lady!
Chrissy: (Makes a face) Or at least a woman. The kittens act more ladylike than you do!
Shelia: Peter can break Valerie of the spell.
Chrissy: Like Micky did for Lauren?
Shelia: Yes. *pauses* My uncle was the Devil. I inherited it when he died.
Micky: Or died again. ;) :P
Chrissy: Wow...
Sarah: Weird...
Chrissy: What should we do with you, Devil Lady? ;)
Sarah: Other than let you go. ;)
Chrissy: If you go to the wedding, you'll tell Ronnie to marry Valerie! :p
Davy: Maybe we should just leave 'er 'ere.
Lauren: *nods* We'll leave her well muddled. She won't come out of it for a while.
Sarah: Good! She's mean!
Chrissy: Of course she is! She's the Devil! (Glares at Shelia)
Sarah: We've got to stop that wedding!
Chrissy: (Frowns) I don't understand. Ronnie's never been a very nice person, but I never thought he'd help the DEVIL!
Micky: He was suckered by her. She offered what he wanted & he fell for it. :P
Chrissy: (Glares at Shelia) Did you say he could make Valerie marry him? :p
Shelia: Yes, I did.
Chrissy: But, why? My sister doesn't like Ronnie!
Sarah: We don't, either. He doesn't like kids very much! :p
Daphne: She doesn't want ANY of us to get married. She tried to stop Mike and Emma's wedding.
Micky: And Lauren’s and mine. :P
Davy: Her uncle sent a woman in England aftah Micky and Lauren, too, but the lady sorta went crazy before the weddin'. :p
Lauren: It was an ugly situation. :P
Daphne: I've heard a little about that incident...and am glad I was in Seattle with my bandmates at the time. :p
Davy: (Tugs at Shelia's bonds) Let's do one more thing before we head out. (Ties his scarf around her mouth) That should keep 'er. 'Opefully, by the time she gets loose and is thinkin' clearly again, we'll be downstairs and Petah and Val will be 'appily married. :D
Micky: She looks a lot better this way. ;)
Chrissy: (Also tugs at her) I think so, too. ;) :D
Sarah: Come on, Chrissy! Let's get in our wedding gowns!
Chrissy: They're so nice! Valerie picked them out for us! :D
Daphne: How come you kids were all alone?
Chrissy: I think everyone forgot about us in all the excitement. :p
Sarah: We went in the kitchen and ate pastries for lunch and no one yelled at us or anything!
Micky: Pastries? *Lauren elbows him* ;)
Davy: Come on, girls. Let's get you in your dresses and go downstairs. We've got a weddin' to attend. ;)
(The girls cheer; the kittens mew. ;) :D )
Daphne: Better lock the door, too (glares at Shelia) just in case. ;) :p
Lauren: Good idea. ;)
(They all exit the suites, leaving Shelia dazed, bound, and gagged on the bed. Chrissy locks the door on the way out.)
Chrissy: (As they walk downstairs and down another hallway) Hey, how did you guys get in? No one is supposed to be inside but the members of the wedding!
Sarah: And us and the cats and the guards. :)
Davy: Espionage. ;)
Micky: Yeah. ;)
Lauren: *smirks* Figures. ;)
Chrissy: Espionage?
Sarah: Like on "The Avengers?" ;) :D
Chrissy: Oooh, do we get to be Diana Rigg? :D
Micky: Lauren's got that taken care of already. *wraps an arm around her as she blushes*
(The girls giggle at Lauren's red face. ;) )
Chrissy: Here's my room! Matilda has the day off, so it's just me, Sarah, and the kitties. :)
(She opens the room and lets everyone in. The room is small, but filled with toys of all kinds - dolls, a huge dollhouse, basketballs, hockey sticks, softballs and bats, action figures, and clothes, clothes, and more clothes everywhere. The wood cabinets, table, and chairs are painted in bright primary colors. A child-sized couch and chairs are, too. A color TV and full bookcases take over one corner.)
Chrissy: Sorry about the mess. Matilda's been after me to clean up. :p
Lauren: *grins* I like it. ;)
Micky: *shrugs* Doens't look messy to me. ;)
Davy: I'm rathah fond of it meself, luv. ;)
Daphne: That's what I think too, Mick. ;)
Chrissy: Thanks! :) (She and Sarah go in the next room, and the others look for places to sit amid the heaps of clothes, toys, and sports equipment. Lauren and Daphne peek in the dollhouse.)
Davy: (Sits at one of the chairs at the table) This is nice! :D
Lauren: Very nice! ;)
Daphne: This dollhouse is groovy! It's almost as big as the one we ate dinner in at Woody's Toyland!
Lauren: *finally looks down at herself; she's still in jeans & a t-shirt* Um, Mick, I think I need something better than this to wear to the wedding. ;)
Daphne: (Indicates her pink ruffled outfit) You could join the girls and me. :)
Micky: *shrugs* Thought ya looked fine, babe. *grins* All right, I've got just the thing!
Davy: Don't let Mick dress ya! 'E ain't got no taste! :p
Lauren: *quirks an eyebrow* Uh oh...
*Micky grins as the dark blue light surrounds Lauren. When it clears, Lauren is dressed in a lavender pants suit... & she has her eyes closed.*
Lauren: Is it safe to look?
Davy: It's safe, luv. ;)
Micky: That's the thanks I get. :P ;)
Daphne: Nice! (Looks down at her pink minidress) Well, you're close to us. ;)
Lauren: *opens one eye & takes a peek, then opens the other* See? Nothing to worry about. ;)
*Micky rolls his eyes.* ;) :P
(Everyone chuckles. The little ladies also emerge at this point. Both wear long yellow dresses with chiffon skirts trimmed with bows, rosettes, and glitter. Chrissy has a yellow bow around her ponytail; Sarah wears hers as a headband, as her hair is shorter. They each wear white gloves and white Maryjanes and carry a yellow rose. The kittens scamper after them. Dolly has a big yellow bow around her neck. Bobby is trying to get his bow, tied bow-tie style, off of his neck. ;) )
Chrissy: Well, how do we look?
Sarah: We wanted something poofy, like princesses! :D
Lauren: You look wonderful! :D
Micky: Definitely princesses. ;)
Daphne: You look like something out of a storybook! :)
(Davy kisses the girls' hands. They giggle. ;) :) )
Chrissy: (Curtsies) Why, thank you, Your Lordship! ;)
Davy: (Grins) 'Ow'd you know they sometimes call me "The Lord of the Manah?" ;)
Sarah: There's just something lord-ish about you. ;)
Daphne: Sometimes. ;)
Micky: *snorts* No kidding. ;)
(Davy rolls his eyes.)
Chrissy: Come on! Let's go stop that wedding!
Sarah: It's going to start in ten minutes! :o
Lauren: Then we'd better hurry!
(Chrissy and Sarah scoop up the kittens, and the five follow the girls to the back of the house. They see a few guards looking around, but no one else.)
Chrissy: (Peeks around a corner) Come on! Let's do espi-on-age. No one is expecting us kids to be at the wedding! ;) :D
Sarah: They'll never know what hit them! :D
Micky: I love the way you two think. ;) :D
Lauren: *shakes her head, smiling* Oh, brother... ;)
Davy: We ought to make these kids 'onorary Monkees. ;)
Micky: Sounds okay to me. ;)
Sarah: I'd love to be a monkey! They're so cute, and they can swing in trees and eat bananas!
Chrissy: (Shakes her head) No, Sarah. "Monkees" is the name of the guys' rock band. Theyr'e going to make us members of their band! :D
Sarah: (Grins) That's even better! I play the flute in the school band! :)
Chrissy: And you guys I know I play piano. (Gulps) Peter told me he'd teach me and Valerie how to play guitar after they came back from their honeymoon. (Frowns) Is Peter ok?
Davy: Yeah, 'e's ok. Scahed, though. Ronnie and Shelia really 'urt 'im, and 'e's naturally upset about Valerie.
Chrissy: Ronnie should get muddled like Shelia just for hurting Peter! He's the nicest guy in the world! X(
Sarah: I've met him, too! He likes to talk about peace and love, and he plays piano for us!
Lauren: I have a feeling Ronnie will get what's coming to him. ;)
(The girls lead them to a door on the side of the house. They pass two guards who block them at first.)
Chrissy: It's ok, Billy and Jerry. These guys are with us. :)
Sarah: We're going to the wedding.
Billy: (Both men relax and return to their posts at the door) Very well, Miss Cartwright.
Jerry: (Grins) Aren't they a little old for you? ;)
Sarah: We like older men. ;)
Chrissy: They're in for Matilda on her day off.
Jerry: 'Bout time that old Aussie battle ax got some help! (Nods) The wedding's that way, kids, beyond the gate and the rose trellis. It'll be starting in about eight minutes, so hurry up! :)
Chrissy: We will! (The four run to the line going through the gate, beyond the rose trellis)
Davy: (To Micky, as they follow the kids and the crowd) I 'ope the othahs are ok, Mick.
Micky: I'm sure they are, Dave.
Daphne: Yeah! We've got Shelia tied up in the house. She can’t cause any more trouble! I'm sure everything will work out just fine. :)
(They all hurry and join the crowd making their way into the garden.)