Random Beatles short stories (updated)

44. Lockdown Zoom meeting

(It's corona virus time and there is quarantine in the UK. The Beatles have to do zoom meetings to record their music and for song ideas.)

Paul, John, George and Ringo are all sitting in their homes, logged into a zoom call with each other

Paul looks at the camera: Now we can finally do some songwriting and some recording.

John nods and glances at his screen: How've you all been holding up?

Ringo smiles and leans back in his chair, George yawns and stretches: I've been fine, just bored.

George sighs in agreement: Yeah, it's so boring here without concerts or going out.

Paul nods sympathetically: I know, I miss performing on stage too. But hey, at least we can do this now to keep the music going.

John looks at Paul and smiles slightly: Yeah, and we get to see each other's lovely faces.

George laughs and rolls his eyes playfully: Well... not all of the faces, and most of you lot don't really look good on camera.

John grins: Well, you're one to talk, George. You look like you just stepped out of bed.

Ringo laughs: We all know George needs his beauty sleep.

George jokingly glares at Ringo: Hey, I'm not the one with bags under my eyes.

Paul chuckles and shakes his head: Alright, alright, let's get to work now, shall we?

Ringo nods and grabs a notebook and pen, John sighs and runs a hand through his hair

As they start to brainstorm ideas for new songs and discuss lyrics and melodies, John's video background begins to attract some attention. The camera angle captures a glimpse of chaos in John's house. The messy living room, the cat running around, and other unexpected elements start making their way into the screen.

Paul notices this and tries to hold back a smile: John, is that your cat walking across your keyboard?

John looks behind him and quickly picks up his cat: Oh, yeah, sorry about that. She's a bit restless today.

George laughs and watches the cat on screen: Aww, she's adorable. What's her name?

John grins and holds the cat up to the camera: Her name's Lucy. She's a handful, I tell you.

Cynthia's voice can be heard off-camera, calling out to John: John, did you remember to feed the cat?

John rolls his eyes playfully and replies to Cynthia off-camera: Yes, I fed her, Cyn. I'm not completely incompetent, you know.

Ringo chuckles and looks at John's screen: You're lucky you have a cat for company, John. Mine just bites my toes.

John laughs and gently sets Lucy down on the floor again: Well, Lucy is more of a furry alarm clock than a companion. She always knows exactly when it's time for breakfast and decides to let me know rather forcefully.

George notices the number of cats : Blimey, John, how many cats do you have again?

John raises an eyebrow, feigning innocence: Oh, you know, just a few. A measly six.

Ringo looks shocked: Six?! Are you running a cat sanctuary in your living room or something?

John grins mischievously: Well, one can never have too many fluffballs, right? Besides, they keep me entertained during quarantine.

Paul: Umm George...?

George looks up from his notebook: Yeah, Paul?

Paul points at the screen, where George's cat has appeared on camera: Is your cat... invading our meeting?