In the Morning...

"Don't get mad Mike, it was my fault," Peter wailed as he hugged Mike "I was sad you weren't coming back sooner, so Micky tried to cheer me up."

"What, by getting you all drunk?" Mike glared at a guilty-looking Micky over Peter's shoulder as he rubbed Peter on the back. 'I can't get angry at Peter, he didn't know what would happen.' Mike thought as he did so.

"And you let him?" Mike almost yelled at Davy, who looked like he would start crying too "I told you to look after them!"

"We're sorry Mike." Davy and Micky chorused, giving Mike puppy-dog eyes.

"You should be!You got Peter involved as well!" Mike tried to be stern, but their eyes were starting to melt his heart.

"It won't happen again." Micky said hastily.

"You bet it won't! Next time, I'm getting a baby-sitter for you." Mike retorted.

"Are we forgiven?" Peter asked quietly.

"Oh.....Fine." Mike gasped as they all hugged him. 'Thank goodness I'm back now ', he sighed. And the other Monkees were thinking very much the same.