Act 2: A Band To Be Completed

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*Scene opens in the Mothership's main room, where we see John, Paul, and George with their arms all bound with rope. The Glommites are all gathered around them, and the Leader stands in front of the three Beatles, grinning*

Leader: Long time, no see, boys. Did you miss me?

Paul: NO!

Leader: *chuckles* Well, we're getting close to Glom now. I suppos that you three want to know why I'm doing this?

John: I'm d-dreaming, right?

Leader: No, Johnny, no you're not.

George: W-what are you going to do with u-us?

Leader: Oh, just make you do what you're all famous for. My citizens really loved your music, you know.

Paul: Yes, that's why they were willing to listen to us w-when we said we wanted to go h-home, right?

*Paul looks around, only to notice that all of the Glommites are glaring at them*

Paul: Wha... What's going on!?

Leader: Oh, wondering why they all look so mad? Well, I just told them the truth about you four.

John: The truth?

George: What truth?

*The Leader chuckles and pats John on the head*

Leader: Just the truth that you're all lazy.

Paul: Lazy?

Leader: Yes, Lazy. I was orbiting Earth for a while before I was finally able to pinpoint your location again. And when I did, I observed you. Yes, you all seemed so busy in your little house, not doing any singing, shows, or playing any instruments. If you all have the time to slack off, then you have the time to entertain us.

George: Slack off!? Our entire lives aren't singing!

Leader: Sure, but that's the only part of your lives that mean anything. That's why you four are all famous, after all. You see, my citizens let you go home because they did such a good job at replicating you and your talents and because they thought that you all were so busy back on Earth. But apparantly, heh, you're not.

John: This... This is crazy!

*The Leader laughs and starts to pace around the three Beatles*

Leader: Crazy, you say? Well, if you think that the mere concept of you being lazy is crazy, then you certainly won't like what I've got in store for you.

Paul: W-what are you g-going to do with us?

Leader: Oh... Just play. We have the necessary instruments on Glom for you to play your songs. It's too bad that the drums aren't going to be used for a bit...

George: Ringo must be worried sick...

Leader: Mmm. Anyway...

*The Leader stops pacing, and turns to face the three Beatles*

Leader: When I mean "play", I mean playing all the time. Day and night. No rest. Your music is all you're good for, and being forced to do endless work is a good way to stop you from being so lazy.

John: No. No, no, no way am I doing that!

Paul: TAKE US BACK HOME!

George: What are you going to do if we refuse, huh!? You didn't think about that, did you!?

*The Leader breaks out laughing*

George: What!? What's so funny!?

Paul: Speak you giant fleabag!

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