Ok, everyone ready to really celebrate? ;)

Mike: Sorta.

Peter: I am! :)

Micky: I am! I am! :D

Davy: Me, too, mates.

(We open back at the castle. We follow the camera as it drifts through a window and into Daphne's room as she sings what sounds like "When Love Comes Knockin' At Your Door." She goes into a short dance routine, dancing with her brush. The camera follows her. Several crudely animated birds appear at her window. She sings to them, and they sing to her. She dances with them, them following her as well as badly animated birds can. A knock at the door scatters the birds and returns us to full live-action.)

Daphne: *goes to the door* Who is it?

Valerie: It's me, Lady Valerie Cartwright!

Daphne: *opens to the door* Hi, Valerie.

Valerie: (She wears her golden gown from "Monkees In Wonderland" and "Monkees On Ice," a gold headband, and long white gloves) I came up here to see if you were...(frowns)...you're not even in your dress yet! What have you been doing up here?

Daphne: *blushes a bit* Umm...

Valerie: (Grins) I know that look. That is the look of love. (Sits on an overstuffed pink chair across from Daphne) So, who is it?

Daphne: *smiles* David Jones.

Valerie: Never heard of him. Is he a prince or a duke from some distant country?

Daphne: Actually, I just met him. He wanted to join the Musketeers.

Valerie: (Blushes) Ohhh. (Sighs) That reminds me, I have to talk to Peter tonight. I've heard...well, I've heard things he and the others should know. Queen Sheila is trying to get Queen Millie to disband them. I guess you've heard the rumors. What Sheila truly wants is Belgravia, lock, stock, and male population.

Daphne: *nods* Unfortunately.

Valerie: Really, the woman is disgusting. I've been to Hades. The people are very close to starving while she and that overheated errand boy of hers and their buddies live it up on tax money and money from wars.

(There's another knock on the door. Kimberly and Jenny come in this time, both in pretty gowns, though not as fine as Valerie's, their hair in elaborate curls.)

Kimberly: Why, my lady, you're not even dressed yet!

Jenny: Did you start drooling over a guy and forget where you put your dress again?

Daphne: Would you believe yes?

Kimberly: Knowing you, it's possible. Let's get you together. You have to look gorgeous for this ball. (She goes to Daphne’s vanity and starts looking for curlers) It's one of the biggest of the year! Everyone's going to be there!

Valerie: The Musketeers, too?

Kimberly: Of course! (Grins) Maxine's down there now, trying to chat up that big one, John.

Daphne: Then what are we waiting for! Let’s get me together so I can see David!

Kimberly: (Picks up what looks like an old-fashioned curling iron) David? Is that your new man?

Daphne: *nods* Hopefully!

Jenny: (Grabs a lace-trimmed pink gown from the bed) Is he cute?

Daphne: Gorgeous! :x

Kimberly: Oooh, you lucky DOG, you!

Jenny: Hey, how's Peter, Lady Valerie? Are you two still discussing marriage?

Valerie: (Nods) It certainly took long enough for my father to agree with it, but he knows Peter's a good man. (Sighs) I just hope he'll be able to continue to afford it.

Jenny: Why?

Kimberly: Didn't you hear? Queen Sheila tried to convince Queen Millie to share her guards and disband our Musketeers!

Jenny: Ooh! I wouldn't want THAT! Queen Sheila's guards give me the creeps!

Daphne: They give everyone the creeps!

Kimberly: I SWEAR her head guard tried to feel me up once! :p

Daphne: You too? :P

Jenny: And me! :p

Kimberly: That's it. I don't care if it's out of place in 17th-century Europe. Next time that ass touches me, he's getting karate chops in the you-know-where.

Daphne: You do that. He deserves it.

Kimberly: (Turns to Daphne) Well, come on! We've gotta make you BEAUTIFUL!

(Cut to the ballroom, which is the ballroom at the Montgomery House with fancier antique furniture and a huge banquet table. The room is hopping. Couples in gorgeous gowns and silk suits of every color in the rainbow dance to a minuet. The women part to reveal Mike, Micky, Davy, and Peter walking in, all but Davy in their blue and white Musketeer uniforms.)

Mike: Ok, fellas. We've gotta spread out and keep an eye on the guests. Make sure nothing and no one goes where they shouldn't. (Indicates Millie at the head of the table with Larry. Millie wears a simple but elegant white satin gown and tiara. Her husband wears a matching white suit and crown.)

Peter: (Grins) Yes, Micky, that means you have to leave a little food for the other guests.

Micky: Rats.

Mike: (Smacks Micky over the head) Yeah man, don't clear out the WHOLE banquet this time, ok? We're trying to show how good we are at our jobs, not eatin' them out of house and home.

Micky: *rubs his head* Okay, okay! Man... :P

Mike: Ok, guys, keep a look out for anyone suspicious.

Peter: Like Alexander.

Mike: I don't think Sheila's here yet. She likes to make a grand entrance.

Peter: Valerie! (He runs up to her as she, Kimberly, and Jenny come downstairs and swings her around) Honey, I've missed you!

Micky: Awww!

Valerie: Peter! (She hugs him) I'm so glad to see you.

Kimberly: Hi, guys! (Grins at Davy) Who's your friend?

Mike: Oh, Dave, this is Lady Kimberlina and Lady Jennifer, two of Princess Daphne's attendants.

Davy: Nice to meet you ladies.

Jenny: We're very happy to meet you, too! Are you a Musketeer? Musketeers are sooo hot!

Davy: No, I'm not, but I hope to be.

*Daphne enters at this point, wearing a gorgeous light pink gown and gold tiara with pink stones. She spots the others and joins them, slipping in next to Davy and taking his arm.*

Kimberly: Oooh, this is YOUR David?

Jenny: Protective, aren't we?

Daphne: Just a little.

(Peter takes Valerie's arm, and the two couples head for the dance floor. Mike makes a face.)

Mike: Hey Mick, is Lauren comin'?

Micky: *shrugs* I tried to talk her into it, but you know how she hates dressing up for stuff.

Mike: (Swipes cocktail glasses from two people's hands as they walk down the buffet) Man, this is boring. See anything yet?

Micky: Nope, nothing.

Mike: What we need is real music. This stuff went out sometime in the last millennium.

Micky: Yeah, man, I can't take this anymore. Follow me.

*Micky slides in behind the drum kit and starts the downbeat for "Don't Do It."*

(Mike shrugs, takes a guitar, and joins him.)

(We get a 16th-century rock number as Valerie, Peter, Davy, Daphne, Millie, Larry, and costumed extras dance.)

*Nyles, still in normal 70s clothes, walks through, gathering food from the buffet. He gives Micky and Mike a thumbs-up, then continues on, disappearing through the crowd.*

Mike: (Looks at Mick) Did he forget his costume again?

Micky: *nods* Yeah, he did.

(The butler announces Sheila and Alex as the song continues. Sheila wears an all-black gown trimmed with feathers, beads, and lace.)

*Alexander wears black, good dueling-wear. He departs from Sheila, headed for where the jewels are being kept.*

(Peter and Valerie get in front of him, chatting with him, offering him drinks. Valerie grins and dumps her drink down his pants.)

*Alexander tries to get around them, brushing himself off.* :P

(A woman in a long, dark red cloak wanders through the party, across the ballroom and over to the main hallways. She stops briefly to chuckle at Alexander as he tries to brush off his pants, then glides off.)

(Sheila makes her way to Millie and Larry, but Chris grabs her hands and pulls her out to the dance floor to join the dance number!)

(Marcus and Danny raise their arms over Alexander's head and "accidentally" knock his large-plumed black hat off his head.)

*Alexander scrambles for his hat and ends up getting tripped by Danny.*

(Millie dances with various officials, some of whom look familiar. Sheila tries to follow her bobbing head as Chris whirls her around the dance floor.)

(Chris whirls Sheila right into a bunch of musicians, knocking them all over.)

(Millie stops to drink at a bowl of punch with several high officials. The woman in the red cloak pours something from her large red ring into Millie's glass.)

(Mike watches the woman as she wanders away. He starts to go after her, but Peter takes his arm. They have to keep an eye on the queen and king!)

(Kimberly and Jenny stop by Alexander next. Kimberly dumps her punch on his head when he reaches for her.)

(Daphne and Davy continue to dance and stare into each other's eyes and ignore everything going on around them)

*Alexander gets to the jewels and puts them in a cloth bag. He heads for the door, but bumps into a woman wearing a plain purple dress. They land in a heap, the bag closer to the woman, who turns out to be Lauren! Alexander gets up, getting a free feel as he does, and ducks behind one of the buffet tables. Lauren sits up, frowns, and shakes her head. She looks down and realizes what's in the bag she holds. Her eyes widen, and she returns the jewels back to their rightful owners.*

Millie: (Turns to Lauren as the music ends, her face a bit flushed) Who...hello, young lady? I don't believe I've ever met you. And what do you have here? (Eyes widen) Hey, those are my...(looks at her bare chest)...my jewels! Hey, where did you find them?

Lauren: *didn't notice it was Alexander who ran into her* I was coming through the door and ran into someone trying to steal them. They dropped the bag when we collided. Unfortunately, I think they got away. :P

Millie: (Frowns) I'll have to call the boys. I thought they were keeping an eye on this place.

Larry: (Turns to Millie, concerned) Millie, you don't look too well. You've had too much excitement.

Millie: I think I had too much punch. I'll just go out on the veranda and get some air.

Larry: Want me to come with you?

Millie: (Shakes her head) I'll be fine, honey. It'll just be a minute. You stay with the guests.

(Millie heads off for the veranda, passing Mike, Micky, Lauren, and Peter...who notice Alexander following her.)

Mike: (Narrows his eyes) I don't like this. Let's follow them.

Peter: But she's only going for air!

Micky: So? We still have to keep an eye on her, especially with Sheila and Alexander around.

Mike: And I get the feelin' Alex ain't goin' out there for "air." (Nods at the hallway) Come on.

(They head for the veranda...but miss the woman in the dark red cloak hiding in the shadows as she runs upstairs.)

(Millie makes her way out to the veranda. She sits on a white-painted chair, fanning herself with a marabou fan.)

Millie: Whew, is it hot around here? (Tugs at her dress) I told them they made this too tight! Why did they have to go for historical accuracy? Darn corsets...

Alexander: *steps out from the shadows* Perhaps I could lend a hand.

Millie: (Frowns, voice slightly wavery) Hey, aren'tcha Queen Sheila's personal guard, among other things?

Alexander: *slight smirk* I like that "among other things" part.

Millie: What do you want?

Alexander: Well, I'd originally come for those jewels of yours. *makes a face* Until I got ran over trying to leave. *grumbles* I'll still take the jewels, even if I have to take you with them!

Millie: What? I'm not goin' with you! Larry! Boys! (She tries to stand, but wobbles and ends up back in her seat)

Alexander: Calling for your menfolk will just make this tougher on you. *goes to her* Let me help you, and we'll be on our way.

Millie: No... (but Alex smirks as he binds her wrists with rope he takes from his pockets)

*Alexander binds her legs and stuffs a gag in her mouth.*

(Millie's struggles are weak, and she looks a bit pale.)

Alexander: *dusts his hands off* There. See, that wasn't so tough.

(Millie glares at him a little, but she looks tired.)

*Alexander picks her up to take her away.*

(All four Monkees burst in at once.)

Alexander: *groans* Not you guys again!

Mike: Yeah, jackass, it's us again.

Peter: Put Queen Mildred down! That doesn't look very comfortable!

(Millie's eyes widen, and she tries to wiggle out of Alex's grasp.)

Alexander: It isn't supposed to be comfortable! I'm kidnapping her, you fool!

Mike: Like Hell you are. Put her down now, Alexander, and we MIGHT consider goin' easy on you.

Alexander: Bye guys! *starts off with Millie*

(Alex is stopped at the door by three figures wielding dueling swords, and another one with a familiar jewel-encrusted short sword.)

Kimberly: (She's the only one without a sword; she shows off her karate moves) Ok, buster, you ain't goin' no place! :D

Maxine: Very nice, Kim.

Kimberly: I knew watching some of the earlier episodes would help.

Alexander: *rolls his eyes* Give me a break. :P

(Millie's eyes widen...especially as Daphne is one of the ladies with swords!)

Mike: (Grins) Nice job, ladies.

Peter: Back up is a very good thing.

Valerie: You guys really need to work on your spying. We saw you taking off and wondered what the in heck you were doing.

Kimberly: (Nods and grins) Yeah, a myopic mouse would have seen the four of you wandering around.

Mike: Then you ladies can help us get him.

(The alternate fast version of "The Girl I Left Behind Me" begins as everyone goes after Alex at once. He nimbly ducks around them, though, and takes off with Millie over his shoulder.)

(Mike and Peter run into a room and find Nyles eating dinner, still in normal dress. They ask him where Alex went, and he points while eating a chicken leg. They thank him and take off.)

(Kimberly ducks into what looks like a bar, where several guys drink and sing while a man plays the piano player. The camera shows the open door as, a few minutes later, several of the men come almost literally flying out the door. Kimberly finally leaves, dusting her hands off. One guy points left before he passes out.)

(Valerie runs through an obstacle course, complete with tires, a small wall to climb over, and a man timing her. The man gives her a thumbs-up sign, then points left.)

*Alexander runs through a room with torture devices, complete with victims. He exits out the other end of the room.*

(Micky, Davy, and Lauren follow him. They ask some of the victims if they've seen Alex. One poor fellow points left. They shake what's left of his hand and follows him.)

(Maxine and Jenny run into a room where two people play tennis in a tennis court that couldn't possibly fit in a real room. Maxine asks one of the players if they've seen Alex. He finally points left with his racket before hitting the ball. The girls cheer for him as the other player misses the ball, then heads out. ;) )

*Micky, Lauren, and Davy run through another room, this one with an ocean complete with surfers. They exited out the other side, unable to get to one of the surfers to ask if they've seen Alex.*

(Kimberly run into a room where there's a concert put on by four guys in Musketeer costumes. The blond with the long curls happily swings his microphone around, eyeing Kimberly. The drummer won't stop bouncing; he bounces right over to Kimberly and bounces HER around, but she can't get enough out to ask him if they've seen Alex. She questions the tall, quiet bass player next, but he just growls. When the tall guy with the blue eyes and large nose starts smashing his guitar and the drummer knocks his drums over, she takes the hint and leaves the scene of destruction as quickly as possible.)

(Daphne meets up with Davy and they run into another room...and catch Sheila leaning over a young man in fine clothing...or what's left of it on him. They blush and run out.)

(The woman in the dark cloak watches Mike and Peter chase after Alex and Millie. She looks like she might step out of the shadows for a minute, but sees Sheila coming out of the room and finally returns to the darkness.)

Mike: (He blocks Alex in the door near the ballroom) It's over, Alexander! Let the queen go!

Peter: We could let everyone in the ballroom hear you! You'll have a hundred Musketeers after you then!

Alexander: Not a chance!

Peter: Alexander, watch... (Alexander was backing into the hall and not paying attention to where he was going - he trips over a barrel of flour, which spills all over him. Daphne and Davy throw the barrel over him, whle Lauren and Micky emerge, eating pastries. The other girls come with more Musketeers) ...out.

Mike: (Catches Millie and removes her gag) Gotcha, your Majesty! You ok?

Millie: (Shakes her head) No, not really. I musta had too much to drink, 'cause I don't feel well.

Peter: (Frowns) Looks like she was drugged.

Valerie: And let me guess who did that.

Peter: (Grins and nods at Alexander) Here's an idea. How about we bake him?

Micky: Good idea, Pete.

John: Nahh, he wouldn't taste very good.

Millie: Just stick him in the local jail until we can do something with him.

Larry: (He runs out with several policemen) Millie! Honey, are you all right?

Millie: (As Mike sets her in a chair and he and Valerie untie her) I am now, honey, thanks to the boys.

Larry: (Looks at the others) You did wonderful work. (Nods at the barrel) Who's the ghost?

(Lauren and Daphne pull the barrel off, revealing Alexander.)

Larry: (Crosses his hands) Now, what do you have to say for yourself, young man?

Mike: And may I add you're under arrest, by order of the Captain of the Musketeers, for attempted kidnapping and theft?

Alexander: *folds his arms* Let me go.

Kimberly: If we do that, you'll just take off again!

Larry: You're not going anywhere, Alexander. The king also places you under arrest. You're not going to wiggle out of this one.

Sheila: (She joins them, zippering the back of her gown as well as she can) What's going on here? What has he done that he's under arrest for?

Millie: Your head guard tried to kidnap me and very likely drugged me.

Sheila: (Eyes wide) No!

(Mike rolls his eyes; Peter shakes his head.)

Larry: Your head guard is going to have to spend a bit of time in a nice little jail cell.

Sheila: He won't be there long.

Millie: I wish he would be. I feel awful.

Larry: Daphne, you and your ladies take your mother upstairs (leans over Daphne and whispers) before she, um, unloads what she had at dinner all over the furniture.

Daphne: Right. *takes Millie's arm* Come on, mom. Careful...

Millie: (Puts one hand on her head) Hoo boy, are those green elephants I see? Maybe they're oranges...

Kimberly: (As they go upstairs) What the heck did they give you, your Majesty?

Sheila: (Leans over Alexander as John and Jack haul him to his feet) Don't worry, Alex. I'll bail you out tomorrow. Meanwhile, our dear former Mrs. Nesmith is doing her job upstairs.

Alex: *mutters* You'd better, Milady.

Sheila: She's stealing a few things from the King's private study. Things that will allow us to invade Belgravia and take it's riches and land for us and us alone.

Alexander: Good.

Sheila: When I get you out, I want you handle her. Do what you want with her. Have all the fun you wish. She's done well, but she knows too much, and I don't think she's entirely buried her feelings for her former husband.

Alexander: *evil grin* Gladly.

John: Ok, visitin' hours are over. (Nods at Jack) Let's show this guy a nice little cell in the jail house down on Fleur Di Lis Road.

Jack: Let’s.

John: (As they lead Alex off) It has all the amenities, a clean toilet, strong bars, bad coffee, a bed, and even a view of the blacksmith's next door!

Alexander. *unenthusiastic* Great.

Marcus: (As he follows them) And you'll even get to eat meals made by a nice old Irish lady. Don't worry, I think the last guy who died from her cookin' was this really old geezer who smelled like a whiskey factory...

(Alex groans louder as they drag him out. Larry turns to the those who remain.)

Larry: (Turns to Sheila) I know you had to have something to do with this.

Sheila: Moi?

Mike: And someday, we're gonna PROVE it.

Sheila: I had NOTHING to do with any of this! Now, if you'll excuse me... (She flounces back to the ballroom)

Larry: (Looks at the kids) You did a great thing tonight. All of you. How would you like as your reward the rest of the night off?

Mike: (Shakes his head) That's fine for the other guys, but I'd better stay on-duty. (Notices a shadow moving towards the back of the castle) Excuse me. (He heads off)

Larry: What's wrong with him?

Peter: He's...well, he's a bit of a workaholic.

Larry: He looks like he saw a ghost.

(Peter exchanges looks with Micky and Lauren.)

*Micky and Lauren shrug.*

Micky: Well, since we have the rest of the night off... *turns to Lauren* what do you say to going back to the ball?

Lauren: *grins* I'd love to!

Davy: As long as you pick the music, Micky, I'll go too.

Peter: (Shyly) Valerie, would you like to go back to the ball with me?

Valerie: (Takes his arm) Would be delighted to, Sir Thorkleson.

(The others return to the ball, followed by a smiling Larry.)