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TAKE A GIANT STEP By: SAGINAW26     This is a dream I had just last night *27th* and it was SO real. It also appears to be the first dream I’ve ever had in color. Whoa.
    I was in a large room with faded color walls, each wall being a different color. The furniture in the room is sparse, and also faded, everything seems to have been sitting here for a LONG time.
I was with three other girls, whom I can’t place, so imagine yourself as one of them. We wandered around the room, wondering how or why we are here, kinda dazed, you know?
    Then, suddenly, we here                       laughing and talking, though it's far away to place the voices.                                                  They come                                           closer, and enter through                                                                                                                 a secret door.
    We gasped                                                                             when we saw who it was. The Monkees                                                                   stood before us, *All circa 97* smiling. No one spoke.
    Finally                                                                        Mike spoke, gesturing with his hands toward us.                                                  "I’m glad you made it. I ‘spose your wondering why your here.Well,                                      this is gonna sound crazy, but you can help us like no one in the world." He                                stops then, and looks back at the other guys, as if for moral support.They all smile                 and nod for him to continue.
    While Mike is saying all this, we are in shock, just completely awed. What could we possibly do for them?
    Taking a deep breath, he continues, ",We have been given a gift, but, your the only ones who can unleash it’s powers. You see, we can be young again, and we need a few years of your life to do so. When we touch hands, you will grow to, oh, I dunno, maybe 18 or so, we can be young again……." His voice trails off. He’s starring hopefully at us. We can see how badly he and the others all want this.
    I turn to the girls, and everyone nods a frantic "YES!". I turn back to him, "We’d do just about anything for you."
    Micky jumps up, and Davy claps his hands. Peter remains silent, but, a smile creases his aged face, and his eyes gleam behind his round rimmed glasses.
    Mike thanks us, and lines us up. They then stand in front of us. Mike is standing in front of me.
Everyone seems to take a deep breath at the same time, and we nervously reach out our hands. I tremble at the thought of touching Michael Nesmith, but I reach his fingertips. He enfolds my hand in his, and closes his eyes. I look at him, and see how handsome he still is; salt and pepper beard, creases around his eyes, very                                 distinguished.
    Suddenly, the room fills with a blinding light. I                                                                                                                   gasp, and quiver, but                                                                                       Mike holds my hand tighter, and I feel safe.                                                                       I peek my eyes open to see the most amazing thing                                                             my sleeping eyes will ever see. They were de-aging!!!     First I                                                                       looked at Micky, who was on the end. His dark hair,                                                pulled back in a tight pony tail, shortened and became darker and                                          curlier. His creased face smoothed out, and he became a bit taller and thinner.He                       breathed in deeply, and I could almost see the years leave his lips when he exhaled. His clothes changed, to the sweater, brown pants and Adidas running shoes from HEAD. I gulped, he looked so…….young!!!!
    Next I looked at Davy.They seemed to be aging in turns, for, Davy was still the same as Micky was finishing up. Then it began. His faded hair gained back it’s colour and shine. It shortened to that of HEAD, and his face too, became smooth, just like his perfect younger self. A smile crossed his full lips. His clothes changed to that of the green turtleneck shirt and brown pants he wore in HEAD.
    Peter started after Davy. His glasses seemed to melt off his face, and it became smooth and tan. His hair became much fuller and more vivid. It grew out to it’s longer second season length, and he seemed to stand straighter, and stronger. He seemed to surge with sudden energy. He was wearing a blue shirt, that showed off his strong looking forearms, and tight bellbottom slacks. YOWSA!
    Last, I turned to Mike. His hand was still gripping mine tightly, and I got a tingle down my spine. I started to feel weird myself then, and I think I shot up about an inch right there. I also…..filled out a bit, *AHEM*. Other than that, I stayed pretty much the same, just older, if that makes any sense. Mike on the other hand, made some much more drastic changes.
His salt and pepper hair darkened to an almost black tone, and waved longer over his ears. He straightened and thinned out, and his beard disappeared, leaving only thick sideburns. His clothes changed into 1st season attire, odd, since everyone else is doing the HEAD thing, but, hey it’s MY dream, so cope. Red shirt and *YOW!* tight jeans.
    After the light dimmed, everyone opened their eyes and looked around. Gasps filled the air, no one believed it would really work. I was the only one who & remained silent, I had seen it, and I think I’d use the word "miracle".

I noticed that the others girls and I were all about 18 or 19ish looking, and might I add, not so bad lookin’ ourselves, or so the fellas said!!!!
I noticed that my hand was still tightly locked in Mike’s, and neither of us made any move to change this. I questioned the longevity of this then. "How longs this gonna last? I mean, forever would be nice."
Peter finally spoke, and he sounded so young, and happy. "We’re gonna grow old again, but, just like everyone else. Oh God, we gotta go through middle age again!!!" He laughed, and hugged the girl who had helped him.
Micky was already bouncing energetically on one of the chairs, and that’s when I noticed something else. The whole room looked like new, all bright and shiny.GROOVY. He giggled and motioned for the girl who had given him his young manhood back to join him. She smiled and hopped up with him.
Davy didn’t need to say anything, he was already tightly locked in a kiss with his life giver. It looked passionate, and I sighed in longing. That’s when Mike pulled me in.
I felt his strong, thin arms slid around my waist, and I felt the heat coming off of his body. I didn’t even thing twice about hugging him, and pulled myself as close as humanly possible to him. I buried my face in his chest, and breathed in his sweet scent, and tried to commit everything to memory.
I slid my arms around his neck, and couldn’t help but play with the soft wavy hair that fell down his neck. He sighed and kissed my cheek. I knew I just about hyperventilated then, but the best was yet to come.
He bent down, *I had grown, but, that made me about 5-3* and gently pressed his round lips on mine. It was the sweetest most exhilarating moment in my young life, and I can still feel it. I think that I will never feel so safe, happy, or in my place than I did in his arms.
I have seen much of Mike, in pics and eps. And such, and you will notice if you look, that he never looks truly happy. There’s always this spot in his dark eyes that seems dull, pained it seems. But as I looked up to his eyes then, they were completely full of life. Not even a glimmer of that former sadness. He had received a precious gift, and I knew he would make the most of it. I was just touching his cheek, and staring deep into those happy eyes, when, *BUZZ*, off went the alarm…………

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