"Why's that, John?" George asked, happy to know that he was in a better mood.
"Well, we could record songs without people actually knowing. It would be very funny the reactions of Paul and Ringo. What's also great is that we're free to go wherever we want, and whenever! We also wouldn't necessarily need to pay for anything, right?" John listed gleefully.
"I suppose you are right."
"I don't think I see why you shouldn't do that, you know? Your ideas are great!" Billy added.
"It's not like anyone can die twice," John shrugged. "I'll be off to spy on those other two, and possibly be mischievous for the sake of it!"
John ran off into the room that the mentioned pair were inside of.
Coincidental enough, they were discussing inspirations for songs.
"So, I've been thinking, what if we managed to create something quite psychedelic out of all of this? In terms for music, I think it would be a great hit," Paul suggested.
"Wouldn't that be harder with our current state? It's only the two of us, really," Ringo spoke in an unsure way.
John leaned against the wall, very amused at the who scenario.
"If only they knew," John murmured to himself. He noticed a light switch right by his hand. Without any other thoughts, he flickered the lights, purely for a reaction.
Needless to say, the reactions of the two were absolutely priceless, to John, at least. He found it humorous in the way they jumped in sync with each other at the exact time the lights went off.
John produced a half-stifled laugh that sounded a lot like a snort.
"I'm actually starting to think that this place is haunted," Ringo said, very startled.
"Maybe it is. Who are we to say anything?"
John, now pleased with himself, walked out of the room.
"They're planning on writing a song. Let's get to the studio before they even think of it!" John shouted, excitement lingering on his tone as he rushed out the door, taking George by the arm as Billy followed them out.
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Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da
Fanfic(THIS IS NOT HISTORICALLY ACCURATE IN MANY WAYS). John, George, Paul, and Ringo are called to pay homage to a dead friend of theirs. Realizations go on, ones that are quite otherworldly. Maybe there's a reason behind the terribly strange events that...