Soon they found themselves in a restaurant called:Some Little Out Of The Way Place That Nobody Goes Southside Branch. But, for the sake of this story, we'll call it the 'Southside Branch', like Micky did in 'Some like it Lukewarm'.

Having rather a lot of money from their last few gigs, the boys spent quite a lot on food. On the way back home though, none of them felt very sick or particularly full, so they happily romped and ran back home, playing tag with each other. They only stopped to buy buckets of sweets on the way back.

When they got to the pad, they feasted on sweets and watched TV. Eventually, they all began to feel sick, so Davy and Peter stopped eating and lay down, Davy on the couch and Peter on the hammock.

However, despite feeling just as sick, Micky was too hyper from eating sweets to care. He started to go into hyper mode and jumped up and down everywhere, climbing the walls [quite literally] and dancing and singing. Davy, remembering he was in charge of Micky, tried to get him to calm down.

"Micky stop pulling on my arm and calm down!" Davy ordered him.Micky obeyed, but instantly started jumping up and down on the sofa seat, which didn't help Davy feel any less sick "Micky, you're not on a trampoline!"

Suddenly, Micky looked very green, and stopped jumping and yelling.

"Micky, are you okay?" Davy sat down next to him, concerned. He couldn't feel concerned for long though, because Micky soon threw up on the floor.

"Oh, Micky. I think I should get you to bed." Davy decided, pulling a strangely quiet,groggy Micky up. He steered Micky upstairs, and took off his trainers and poncho, then pulled out his shirt, so it wasn't tucked in. He didn't bother to tell Micky to change, as Micky was acting really sleepy, like all his energy was drained out of him. Davy was quite shocked to see Micky like this; he usually had the energy of a five year old on a sugar high.

"Right now, get into bed," Davy pulled the cover as Micky clambered into his bed. Davy was tucking him in when he heard a loud snore come from Micky. Davy chuckled at his sleeping friend and tiptoed out the room, shutting the door quietly, though he knew it would take an Earthquake to wake the drummer up.

He went downstairs only to discover Peter was also asleep in the hammock. Davy lay down on the couch and tried to read a book. 'Boy, it is hard to look after Peter and Micky. 'How does Mike manage all the time? ', he wondered as he unconsciously drifted off to sleep.

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