𝙼𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 - ᴏɴ ʜɪᴀᴛᴜs

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The Fab Four had been waiting for this moment for what seemed like their whole lives. They had arrived in America!

As the group sat in the yellow taxi cab, Ringo got his camera out and began to take pictures of the sights. There were so many beautiful things to see and do!

"Where are we supposed to start?" He asked.

"I don't know, Ringo." Paul replied. "But it's so beautiful, isn't it, Martha my dear?"

Paul had been sat with Martha on his lap. The sheepdog had been either cuddling close to Paul or sleeping, her mouth open and tongue out. She looked at Paul and began to lick his face which made him giggle.

"I hope there's some nice places to eat!" George said as he nibbled on a biscuit.

"If you're sick I'm not cleaning it up!" John said as he turned to snatch away the packet of chocolate digestives that George was holding.

"Hey!" George said. "I won't!"

George had been asleep for the duration of the ride. When he wasn't, he was most likely eating. He was beginning to feel a little sick now that John had mentioned it.

But George knew he would be fine as long as he didn't eat anything else. But those biscuits...those chocolate covered biscuits...he'd just have to fight the urge to throw up if he got any worse...

John had been either asleep with George laid on his shoulder or trying to keep the remaining two entertained by making jokes. He wanted to explore the city the most badly. He didn't want to be restrained by the rules of their manager, Brian Epstein.

Brian was sat at the front. He hadn't talked to the Beatles much since they set foot in the cab. He decided to now though, as they were now all awake and nearly at the hotel they would be staying at.

"We're nearly there, lads." Brian said. "I'll explain everything properly when we get to our room, but for now I want you to follow my lead."

"We will, Brian." Paul said. "Won't we, mates?"

"Of course." Ringo said. George nodded vigorously as he put a whole biscuit in his mouth. John frowned at him and smiled at Brian sweetly.

"Of course we will, Eppy!" John said with a voice as sweet as sugar. He definitely wasn't making any promises though.

"Good." Brian said. "Looks like we're here."

"Thank goodness!" George said. He probably should have listened to John and held back on the snacks a little. Everyone stared at him confused for a second and turned to leave the taxi.

"He's probably going to bring those biscuits up any minute." John whispered to Paul. Ringo knew this before he heard anything and put his arm around a pale looking George.

"John, I know you're going to make a run for it." Ringo said as he also dragged John behind him. Paul chuckled as he held Martha in his arms.

******

The group got checked in and were shown where their room was. When they were left alone, Brian turned to the group who stood before him.

"So lads, John and Paul will sleep in the room on the left and George and Ringo will sleep in the room on the right. I'll sleep on the sofa bed."

"That's fine." John said. "But when can we go out there and explore?"

"Not today." Brian said. "You've got a busy day tomorrow with interviews and such."

John sighed. He would've already been out there if Ringo hadn't caught on. He saw the latter wink at him in the corner of his eye.

"Right, I'm going to get set up in the main room, boys. I want to see you getting your rooms set up too when I come back."