This is now (COMPLETED)

Part 1

The year was 1966 and the who were just returning to their hotel after a small publicity/photo shoot session. Pete had /just/ settled down into his chair when a few knocks came on the door. "Fuckin-uhgh." He stood and raised an eyebrow at Keith who was transporting cushions into their shared bedroom; he'd worry about that later. Pete opened the door and stared at the man- no men standing in it. ...they all looked so familiar. "Uh..'ello."

The one that looked the most familiar spoke first. "'Ello Pete." His voice was slightly nasal, probably because of his somewhat large nose. '...nose..this is so...'

"Erm...who are you?" Pete leaned on the doorway some.

"Well um this will sound strange, but, I'm you. From the future." The older Pete turned to a shorter curly haired man. "What year was it again?"

"You can't 'Ave forgotten already!- 2001" the short one pushed up his glasses and looked at young Pete again.

"...that's...how is that..erm..c'min I guess.." He moved out of the way and the three men came in. "Oh but it can be. We're here aren't we?" Older Pete gave a slight smile to his younger self and sat with, what present Pete was assuming to be old Roger. "Uh-..'r you Roger then?"

Old Roger was about to speak when present Roger bounded in. "I 'eard my name?" He looked around at the three familiar looking older men and furrowed his eyebrows. "...am I inturruptin' somethin' Pete?"

Both Pete's shook their heads. "No no, um../apparently/ this is us but from 2001." Older Roger stood and walked over to his younger self, smiling.

"Well isn't this a trip ey?" Present day Roger had the most hilarious confused look on his face and if Pete hadn't had been equally confused he'd of been doubled over from laughter. "Yer tellin' me..er you, er..us?" P Roger scanned over himself. "You- I mean, I stopped usin' dippity doo??"

The older John and Pete snickered. Older Roger shot them a glare, but then looked back upon his youthful self. "Yeah, have to say though, the birds will love our curly hair." The two Roger's got to talking about girls, the Pete's about music, Older John decided to go find his younger self.

Older John walked into the hotel room he vaguely remembered sleeping in and saw the younger him hunched over a newspaper. '...god this is weird...' "John."

Present Day John looked up and furrowed his eyebrows, eyes widening a bit. "...'ello?" Old John couldn't help but let a small smile creep across his face and how strange it was too be looking at his younger self once again. "I'm you, from 2001. Pete 'n Roger are chattin' themselves up." Old John made a gesture with his hand towards the living room.

Keith came barreling through the room, quickly snatching up the pillows off the bed and running smack into Older John, who didn't budge a bit. "Oh I'm sorry-....John?" Keith's eyes widened as he stood and looked at his older friend. He placed his hands on the older John's shoulders and examined his face. "Haha you didn't change a whole lot!"

The older John was looking fondly at Keith, strangely, somehow. '...why did he say, only Pete and Roger were in the other room...' Present John's heart sank. ..."Keith lets go to the living room." Both John's looked at each other, the older's eyes brimming with tears.

Young John and Keith walked out, Keith stuck to John's side as per usual. "...wow...um..." Older Pete and Roger looked at young John.

Keith's mouth dropped. "Whooaaa!" He went up to older Pete "Hah! Look at you!" The older Pete shut himself off from the wall of emotions trying to surface upon seeing such a youthful innocent version of his deceased friend and boyfriend. Keith smiled up at Older Pete and went over to the Older Roger. "You stopped usin' dippity doo?"