The Beatles In Wonderland

Drink Me, Eat Me

The Beatles, who are still hanging upside down, notice the White Rabbit running down the hall. John carefully gets down and helps his mates out. "Oh, Mister Rabbit! Wait! Please!" Called John. He and the others run after the rabbit, until they lost sight of him. They come across a door. George opens it, only to notice more doors. One at a time, they crawl through. "Curiouser and curiouser." Said Ringo. A curtain was in front of the lads. George opens the curtain to reveal a small door, and turns the knob.

"Ohhhhhh!" Said the doorknob as he reacted. "Oh! I beg your pardon!" Said Paul. "Oh, it's quite all right. But you did give me quite a turn!" The doorknob said. "You see, we were following..." Said George. "Rather good, what? Doorknob, turn?" Joked the doorknob. "Please, sir." John said. "Well, one good turn deserves another! What can I do for you four?" The doorknob asked. "Well, we're looking for a white rabbit. So, um, if you don't mind..." Ringo began. "Uh? Oh!" Said the doorknob before opening his mouth.

"There he is! We simply must get through!" George said. "Sorry, you're much too big. Simply impassible." The doorknob said. "You mean impossible?" Asked John. "No, impassible. Nothing's impossible! Why don't you try the bottles on the table?" Asked the doorknob. "Table? Oh!" Said Ringo as he saw a table with four bottles. "Read the directions, and directly you'll be directed in the right direction!" The doorknob laughed.

Each of the bottles have a label. "They all say, 'Drink Me', how odd." Said Paul. "Hmmm, better look first. For if one drinks much from a bottle marked 'poison', it's almost certain to disagree with one, sooner or later." Said George. "Beg your pardon?" Asked the doorknob. "We were just giving ourselves some good advice." John said. He and the others take a sip from their bottles. "Mmm, tastes like cherry tart." Ringo said.

The Beatles then start shrinking. "Custard..." Said John. "Pineapple..." Said George. "Roast turkey... goodness! What did we do?" Asked Paul worriedly. The doorknob laughs. "You almost went out like a candle!" He said. "But look, we're just the right size!" Said Ringo with a smile. "Oh, no use. I forgot to tell you, I'm locked!" Said the doorknob as he laughed again.

"Oh no!" George said as he slapped his forehead. "But of course, uh, you've got the key, so..." The doorknob said. "What key?" Ringo asked. "Now don't tell me you've left it up there!" Said the doorknob. The Beatles notice the key on the table. "Oh dear!" Paul said sadly. He and the others try reaching for the key, but fail to get it. "Whatever will we do?" John asked. "Try the box, naturally." The doorknob said.

A small box appears, and Ringo opens it. "These treats say, 'Eat Me', interesting." Said George. "All right. But goodness knows what these will do..." Said John. After the Beatles take one bite, they grew so big and filled the entire room. Paul's foot accidentally squishes the doorknob, and he tries to say something, but it comes out as mumbling. "What did you say?" Asked Ringo. "I said, a little of that went a long way!" Said the doorknob. He laughs again. "Well, I don't think it's so funny! Now... now we shall never get home!" Said Paul as he started to cry.

One large teardrop hits the floor. "Oh, come on now. Crying won't help." The doorknob said. "Yeah, Macca, be a man!" John said. "I know, but I... I... I just can't help myself!" Paul sobbed as more of his tears hit the floor. He continues to cry, despite the doorknob's objections. "Hey, this won't do! It won't do at all!" He said. "Paul, your tears are making a giant puddle!" George said. "Come on, mate, pull yourself together!" Ringo said.

Paul cried so much that he filled the entire room with an ocean of tears. "Oh look! The bottles, the bottles!" Said the doorknob. The Beatles pick up their bottles and take another sip, shrinking again and falling into them. "Oh dear, I do wish I hadn't cried so much." Said Paul with a sigh.

The doorknob opens his mouth as the bottles go trough via the ocean of tears.