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George's POV
I cried myself to sleep. All my friends. Gone. Kidnapped. I didn't think I would ever see them again. It wasn't even night when I fell asleep.
"George, get up!" A familiar voice shouted. Brian. I looked up to see him staring down at me with tears in my eyes. "What are you- where's Paul and John?"
"They disappeared! I- I don't know where they are and I-I'm scared!" I told him as I started crying again.
"George, stand up. Now what happened?" I stood up and told him about Paul acting like a three year old and the hide and seek game. And me falling on John and him crawling into the hall.
"Brian, what are we going to do? They're probably depending on me and-and I can't do anything! I just can't!" I buried my face in my knees as I continued crying. I could feel my pants getting soaked with tears with every sob.
"There, there, George." Brian sympathetically said, gently rubbing my back. "Look, the best thing for you right now is sleep. It'll all be fine soon."
"But what if it's not?!? They're my brothers!!!" I shouted at him thoughtlessly. Then I realized what I just said. He was all I had. "I'm sorry, I just-" I started sobbing again.
"Look, just get some sleep. You should feel better then." I nodded my head drudged down to mine and Ringo's. I put on something that wasn't covered in tears and got in my bed. But I couldn't sleep. I couldn't sleep without Ringo's snoring. It kind of grows on you after a little while. I somehow got to sleep, how I did, I have no clue. I had a great dream, though. I dreamed about- a sandwich. I walked into the kitchen and there was A GIANT SANDWICH. That was the third time, actually. So either I sleepwalked into the kitchen, or Ringo taped sandwiches to me. And considering Ringo wasn't even there, I'm pretty sure I was sleepwalking. It was actually really small at first when I sat down to eat it and then it got bigger and bigger. And then I took a bite of the sandwich, then everything went dark.
When I woke up, I was tied up next to John, who was tied up next to Paul, who was tied next Ringo. Who was also tied up. "WORST giant sandwich dream ever!" I shouted. They all looked at me like I just said my guitar was gently weeping. I was at least among friends.For now.
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Fanfiction"Don't make us go Brian, PLEASE!" John got down on his knees and started begging to Brian. "You aren't goin' to die, Lennon. Stop acting like a child." Brian told him. Ringo thought otherwise. "How do you know? Maybe they poisoned our water or maybe...
