Quick Stop- A Yellow Submarine Oneshot

Quick Stop

(set during the movie, around the time of the song All Together Now)

"Blimey, this submarine is amazing!" Ringo exclaimed, looking around like an excited child, "look at all of these-"

"Don't touch anything!" Old Fred exclaimed, "this submarine is quite valuable!"

"Yeah, don't touch anything, Ringo," John replied, "who knows if it'll break or not."

"Oy, shut it, Lennon!" Ringo laughed playfully, rushing towards John, trying to playfully punch him. John ruffled his hair roughly.

"Hey, don't forget about me!" Paul cried, jumping into John's arms, looking at him with Bambi eyes. John instantly let Paul fall to the ground.

"Oh, the pain!" Paul cried dramatically, although he was clearly feigning it, "oh John, you monster!!"

"Don't worry Paul!" George grinned, pulling up Paul so that he was now standing up, "you're in safe hands!"

"Right, but Ringo isn't!!" John declared, lifting Ringo up and slinging him on his shoulder. George laughed and jumped up onto John's other shoulder, swinging his legs back and forth. John chuckled loudly and violently shook his whole body, but George held on firmly. Paul then laughed and jumped onto John's head, his legs gently wrapped around his neck. John laughed so hard that he collapsed onto the floor, causing all of the others to laugh as well.

"Ahhhh, that was so funny!!!" Paul cried, "I-I can't..."

"Oh my God, that was the best..." George was gasping for air, clutching his sides, "I loved it..."

"I think I broke a rib, but I don't care!" Ringo laughed, spreading out his arms and legs, fully embracing the floor.

"Merge with the floor, Ringo!" John shouted, "merge with the floor!"

"I am the walrus!!" Ringo laughed.

"Man, I'm parched after all that," George panted, starting to sit up, "are there any drinks on this submarine?"

"There's a button," Fred told them, walking towards a certain blue button. He pressed it, and a tray of water cups, filled with fresh water, emerged.

"Oh, thanks!" Ringo gasped, picking up one of the cups and taking a huge gulp, "I needed that!"

"Does it produce anything else?" Paul asked, getting up, brushing off his perfect jacket.

"What do you mean by that?" George asked, turning to his friend.

"I don't want to drink bloody water," Paul declared, "I want a- a- "

"A right beer?" John asked, getting up, chuckling, "Couldn't agree with you more, Macca!"

"Oh, alright..." Fred sighed, pressing the button again. Immediately some bottles of beer were thrown out, and the 3 men managed to catch them perfectly, taking a refreshing sip.

"Ahhh, now that's the stuff," John exclaimed, "don't you agree, Paul?"

"Oh, you know my answer."

"My, this is strong!" George hiccupped, "not like anything I've ever-"

"Aw, you're a softie," John waved him off, "that's all ya are, Harrison. A darn right softie."

Meanwhile, Ringo had downed all of the cups of water.

"Golly..." George scratched his beard, "you must've been really thirsty, Ringo."

"Darn right I was!" Ringo smiled, patting his stomach, "now, let's get this show on the road!"

"We've already been swimming... er... flying... or whatever, for like 30 minutes!" Paul exclaimed, taking another sip from his beer, "the show has already been on the road, Starr!"