The Real Thing?

Part Three


Micky, Mike, Peter and Davy stared at the record VIP. They had just been offered a record deal. But one problem, since Mickys bizarre change into Michelle, now they only wanted Michelle as part of the band, not Micky.
"Can we talk it over?" Mike said. He took Mickys hand and led him over to the side. Peter and Davy followed.
"Will this thing wear off?" Mike asked.
"I don't know." Micky said. "I kinda like the attention. At least fifteen screaming girls aren't after me. But that bald guy is giving me a look that is making the little tiny hairs on my neck rise."
"What can we do?" Peter asked.
"This could be our big break." Davy said. "And it could all be ruined cause they need Micky as a girl." He looked at Micky. "No offense Micky." They looked at Micky who was staring at a mirror, with his hands on his hips. He turned.
"What?" He asked.
"Nothing." Mike said.
"I think hes gonna out-vain Davy." Peter joked.
"I know what." Micky said. "I'll handle it." He started to stroll over to to the VIP. Mike grabbed his arm gently.
"What are you gonna do?" He asked.
"I have a gift, from god or satan I don't know, but if I can get him to put this decision off till tomorrow then we can have another chance, but with me on the sticks." He said.
"Hmmm." Mike thought it over. "What can it hurt?" He let go of his arm.
Micky went over to the VIP. "Hi." He said.
"Hello, Michelle...." The VIP said. "Sit down."
"Okay." He said. "See, I am not a permanent member of the band."
"Yes but we like you." The VIP said. "And your talent."
"You mean what I look like." Micky thought.
"And you are very very beautiful." He continued. "Oh you know what else?"
Micky shook his head so his hair danced around his head. "I give up."
"I think you have a chance in movies. You could be the next Bridget Bardot."
"Wow." Micky said starting to fantasize.
"Mick!" He could hear Mikes voice in his head. "If you give the Monkees a chance to play with Micky Dolenz, then I will certainly make it worth your while."
"Okay." The VIP said.
"See you tomorrow." Micky got up and shashayed away from the table.
"How did it go?" Peter asked.
"I got him eating out of my hand, well without doing the actual eating part." Micky said. "We gotta go to the doctor, and get him to change me back."
"Right." Mike said. "Let me get the money first."
Mike went over to Randy and got the money.
A girl came up to Micky.
"So you're Mickys sister?" She said.
"Yeah." He said.
"Great. I'm Tulip and if you see him, can you give him this phone number?" She smiled. She had brown hair, a bob.
"I will." Micky said.
"Thanks." Tulip said rejoining her friend. Micky recognized her as the two fans in the bathroom.
"Mic....Michelle are you ready." Davy said as they finished packing the car.
"Coming." He said.

The Doctors Office

Tiffany was just locking the door to the doctors office when they showed up.
"Thats her!" Micky said. "She's the nurse."
"Can I like help you?" Tiffany said.
"Yeah, you can." Micky said. "You can change me back!"
"Back to what?" Tiffany asked. She scratched her head.
"You don't remember this person?" Mike asked.
"No. We only had one patient and that was yesterday." Tiffany nodded.
"He must not be a very good doctor then." Davy said.
"Oh hes very very exclusive." Tiffany said. "We had a guy yesterday and he was gonna come back today...I think. I can't think." Tiffany frowned.
"Unless you're That Dolenz guy!"
"Yeah!" Micky said. "Only I'm that Dolenz chick now."
"Oh my god. Then it worked." Tiffany said. "Oh if only Doctor Schelsinger stayed to see the results!"
"Stayed?" Micky grabbed her shoulders. "What dya mean if only he stayed?"
"He took all of his money out of the bank this morning. He closed the office." Tiffany said. "He left town. You're hurting me!"
"Sorry." Micky said.
"For a girl you still have quite a grip." Tiffany moaned.
"I gotta know. Whats wrong with Micky...other that what we already know?" Mike asked. Micky glared at him. "Man, he even looks cute angry now."
"We wanted to change a guy into a chick. Micky here was the perfect subject." Tiffany said suddenly dropping her dumb broad act.
"How was he perfect?" Peter asked.
"Gullible and willing enough to take the pill." Tiffany said. "But the first time we did it, it worked...but only for forty eight hours."
"Its been 6 since the change." Micky said. "Maybe 12 since I was asleep."
"What do we do till it wears off?" Mike asked.
"Live your life." Tiffany said. "But LOSE this outfit! It might have looked good on you as a guy but you need a dress!" Tiffany grabbed Mickys hand. "Here. I have one in my bag you can get into. You're a little bigger than me but I think it will work.
Tiffany hauled Micky into a dark corner to try on the dress.
"But if Micky won't change back until tomorrow, then what about the second tryout?" Davy asked.
"I guess we just have to hope that Micky changes back, if at all." Mike said.

Tiffany had given Micky a blue flowered dress to wear. He came back around the corner with his band outift on his arm.
"Laugh and I'll deck ya." He warned.
"Oh Micky, you look adorable!" Peter said.
Tiffany had also put Mickys longer hair up into a braid.
"There we go." Tiffany said. "If you weren't really a guy I'd say you'd be beating them off with a stick!" She said. "Like that one."
She pointed to Davy who suddenly had the same dreamy look in his eyes.
"That better be for you." Micky said. "Davy don't make me flick your ear again."
Davy flinched, remembered what Micky was talking about and grabbed his ears. "Oh no."

The next day

Since it was now the only dress Micky owned, how weird for him, he wore it to the second band try the next day.
"What do we tell this VIP guy when Micky doesn't show up?" Peter asked.
"Tell him he's late and that he will show up any minute now." Mike said. They went up to the stage, but it was obvious that the only attention Micky was getting was from the VIP in the back row.
"What song?" Mike asked.
"Let's do Steppin Stone. Davy can play drums, I can do the maracas." Micky said.
"But I've never done this song on drums!" Davy protested.
"Hey I've never been a girl, and I'm somehow dealing, ok?" He cracked.
"Gee, must his time of the month." Peter whispered.
"I heard that!" Micky pointed a maraca at Peter.
"Okay lets the show on the road!" The VIP said loudly.
They played Steppin Stone. The few people in the club danced to the beat. But then they all turned and looked. Mike noticed this and stopped playing he looked at Micky. "Uh Oh."
"What?" Micky asked. He cleared his throat. "I'm off key aren't I?"
"You can say that." Davy said.
Micky looked down. "God I forgot to shave." He did a double take. "Shave?" He had hairy legs again. pulled his dress down to cover the very noticeable differences he had suddenly gotten. "I am so a guy again!" He bolted off the stage.
"Did you bring the emergency clothes?" Mike asked Davy.
"Yep." Davy said.He had a copy of the outfits they were wearing that night, white shirts and red pants.
They found him in the bathroom, the boys room.
"You ok Mick?" Mike asked.
"Great!" Micky said. Davy had tossed him the clothes. Micky came out dressed. "Why do you ask?"
"Well, if you want to know, they passed on us. Apparently they think we would be good on a tour, a freak show tour but hey..." Mike weakly joked. "...Randy still wants us to play."
"He does?" Micky asked.
"He likes our gimmick." Peter said.
"Whatever that was." Davy said.
"Great." Micky said.
"We're still on." Mike said. Peter and Davy went back out to the bandstand. Mike looked back. "Mick?"
"Just a sec, do I look fat in these pants?" He asked.
Mike rolled his eyes. "What?" Micky asked.
Micky walked out of the bathroom and almost ran into Tulip.
"Michelle, I mean Micky." Tulip said.
"Oh man I forgot to call you." Micky said.
"Thats all right. Considering what you went through, I can forgive you." Tulip said.
"I suppose you won't go out with me, since what happened." Micky shyly laughed.
"What makes you say that?" Tulip said. "I'd love a date with you."
"You would? I mean you will?" Micky said. Tulip nodded. "Yippee!" He jumped up. "I'll see you after the show."
"Ok." Tulip said and went to her seat.
"Are we ready?" Mike said.
"Oh yeah, everything's back to semi normal." Micky did a fake toss of his hair.
"But wasn't I supposed to get the girl?" Davy asked taking up his tambourine.
"Can't be you every time, Davy." Peter said.
"As long as I wasn't that girl, thats fine with me!" Micky said as they started to play.

The end (:)

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