*Scene opens on Glom, where it is the middle on the night. John, Paul, and George are sleeping on the hill. The Glommite crowd in front of them is afast asleep. A few nocturnal Glommites walk up to the hill, eagerly waiting for them to wake up. two of them go to the couch and wait as well. The leader, yanwing, walks up to the three Beatles on the hill, and wakes them up by changing her hand into an air horn and letting it go off, just as she did the previous night. John is the only one to sit up at the noise.*
John: AAHH! Oh, c-come on...
Paul: Mmm. five more... hours...
George: C-can this just s-stop already?
*The leader turns her hand back to normal and glares down at them.*
Leader: Rules are rules, boys. You've all had your hour of sleep. Now, get up and do the only thing you're good for.
*Paul groans and sits up, rubbing his eyes.*
Paul: Is t-this our l-life now? I c-can't... I j-just can't.
*George stretches, but stays laying on his back.*
George: Can w-we just rest f-for a few more m-minutes, please?
Leader: No. You all should know how impatient crowds can be.
*The Leader scoffs, crossing two of her arms.*
Leader: And they don't like waiting for lazy bugs. Get up.
*George relectantly stands up and rubs his eyes, not having the energy to argue. The leader turns to leave, but glares at them for a moment.*
Leader: Don't try to fight against doing your job. You all know what will happen if you cause enough trouble.
*John, remembering the warning, stands up and nods.*
John: Y-yes, ma'am. We know...
*The Leader smirks and beings to walk away.*
Leader: And remember, play forever.
*As the Leader walks away, Paul sighs and stands up as well. All three Beatles have bags under their eyes, and their hair is even messier than it was yesterday. Paul looks in the direction the Leader went and frowns.*
Paul: S-she can't get a-away this this...
*John, yawning, picks up one of the food items that sits on the hill. It is shaped like an apple, but is white with black dots all over it. He takes a bite out of it, only to be surprised that it tastes like cinnamon.*
John: Well... T-this one isn't t-that bad.
*Paul glances at him, rolling his eyes. Suddenly, two more Glommites come up to the hill. They are looking at everything else but the Beatles, seemingly worried.*
Father Glommite: Ay, h-has anyone seen our young one? S-sorry, but we haven't s-seen her for two days.
Mother Glommite: I told you to keep an eye on her while she was playing with her blocks!
Father Glommite: I know, I know. I was only gone for a few minutes! I didn't think she'd go anywhere!
Mother Glommite: You were gone long enough to lose her! Oh, my baby! My baby's g-gone!
*George looks at the pair, smirking.*
George: At least we a-aren't the only ones on this p-planet having a hard time.
*John sighs and speaks loud enough for the pair to hear him.*
John: Ay, we haven't seen anything since we've been here.
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From Another World
General FictionA Beatles Cartoon Story that's basically a sequel to the Day Tripper Episode. The alien leader of Glom has returned to recapture the Beatles for an endless show after she realizes how much the Glommites had liked their music. However, after somethin...
