You Got a Friend

You Got a Friend- Ringo

Ringo sat in the chair with a book in his hands. John was doing the same. 'Finaly some quiet.' he thought to himself. He sat the book down and went into John and George's room. John yelled form the other room: 

"What ya doin in thar??"

Ringo rolled his eyes and replied:

"For some peace and quiet. And thats a terrible accent John."

John chuckled behind his hand.

Ringo shut the door behind him. He pulled out some paper from John's little table and started to draw. John entered the room. 

"What ya doing Rings?" He grinned.

"Drawing."

"What?"

"Drawing."

"No what are you drawing!"

"Oh, well just umm...well I'm really doin' it for Paul."

"Can i help you?"

"Yeah, your an artist anyways. Can you draw somthin' funny."

John nodded and took the pencil and started sketching. 

"Finished. Here, sign."

Ringo signed his name and handed it to John. 

"I'll just go and give it to him." He left with the letter.

Ringo opened Paul and his door and peeked inside. Paul and George were both asleep. He decided to wait till later and shut the door.

"Johnny do you want to play somthin'?"

"Ok what do you want to play?"

"I don't know."

"How about...a pillow fight?"

"John somthin' quiet."

"you can be quiet in a pillow fight!"

"Yeah right. Lets go outside." 

"Ok thats fun! and ride bikes!"

"We don't have bikes. We're travelin!"

John frowned. "You had to remind me."

RIngo chuckled. Brian came in putting on his coat.

"Im going to get us somthin to eat. One of you want to come?"

"Me!" John ran to the door. They left.

Ringo sat down and turned on the television.

TV Announcer:

"...Four lads from Liverpool, The Beatles, very talented for their ages, are going to show tomorrow night at the *Entertainment Club north of our location. And so it is time for the weather forecast..."

Ringo curled up on the couch and watched. Soon he was sleeping soundly, except for some snores every now and then.

He was soon woken up by George.

"Its time to eat, Richie." George said softly.

"Ok thanks." Ringo smiled back.

The boys went to the table. Paul was in there. 

"How are yo feelin' Paul?"

"Fine." He said abruptly.

After dinner everyone went to bed. Ringo was sleeping with George and John since Paul was ill.

Ringo laid awake. He was near the window and looked out. Some one was on the ledge of the hotel building. Right outside their window!

Ringo quickly went down and crawled to John's bed and whispered:

"John?" he shook John.

John sat up and rubbed his eyes. "What time is it?"

"That dont mater now! all that maters is that, some one is outside on that ledge!"

John turned his head quickly at Ringo. Then grinned.

"Naw your just playing!"

"No i'm not! Look for yourself!"

John pulled his covers over his head.

"No."

"You better come with me in Eppy's room."

John got out of bed and followed Ringo, who held a sleeping George. Ringo woke Brian and told him what he saw. Brian went into their room and looked out the window.

"I don't see anyone, Richie."

"But, he was,...let me see!" Ringo looked out. "Paul's room!"

He headed to his room.

"Now why would anyone want to get him...or at that any of us?" John said.

Brian grabbed John's hand. "Lets just go with him. And check on him."

They follow Ringo and enter the door.

 *Made that name up. Not a real place!