Parenting Paul

Chapter 27: I've Got A Feeling

Back in England, George's car pulled up at Twickenham Studio, and Paul was resting his head on the door as the car turned off. "Alright, we're here, hopefully things go smoothly and without any problems today...we can just be productive." George whispered as Heather climbed up and over the passenger seat again. "Mr. George, will I be able to play guitar with you?" Heather asked as George opened the door to step outside of the vehicle. "We'll see....let's get into the building first." George answered as he stood up, then shut the car door, as Heather followed. "Hey, where's Mr. Paul?" Heather then asked as she stood near George who was standing next to his car analyzing the parking lot. "Seems like we're early.....good, we'll have time to get Paul out of his drunken stupor....." George whispered to himself as he made his way to the backseat where his guitar and Paul sat. Heather watched in skeptic silence as she watched George pull out his guitar out of the backseat, and Paul remained drowsy.

"Psst....Paul, wake up..." George muttered as he patted his hand on Paul's cheek, as Heather watched and noticed the noise of another vehicle approaching from behind her. "Come on, it's time to work, you gotta wake up." George coaxed slightly louder as he hit Paul on the cheeks harder as Heather turned towards the person inside the car and watched as he stepped out of it.. "Mr. Paul?" Heather soon whispered as the driver of the other vehicle approached from behind her, and watched George attempt to wake Paul up, "What the bloody hell is going on?"  Alan asked as he slightly pushed Heather out of the way, while he watched George and Paul with disgusted confusion. "He's drunk..." George answered as he swooped his instrument off the tarmac, and stepped away from his vehicle. "Oh, for Pete's sake....." Alan groaned in annoyance as he marched to his car, grabbed his styrofoam coffee cup, and then made his way back to George's car. "Ummm....Alan...." George questioned as he and Heather watched Alan open Paul's door.

"ALAN DON'T!!!" George yelled as he witnessed Alan toss the coffee on Paul's face, "SHIT!!!!!" George yelled in horror as Paul's eyes sprun open again and he coughed. "Wakey-wakey eggs and bakey!!!" Alan yelled as he ignored Paul's choking and coughing and made his way to the office. "Fuck! What happened!!?" Paul asked with stunned confusion as he tried to collect himself. George and Heather watched with shock, and Ringo stepped outside of the building. "Woah! Is everyone okay? I just saw Alan storm himself inside the studio....." Ringo questioned as George remained in horrified silence. "My car......my....fucking car...." George whispered as he shook his head at the mess that Alan had created by his actions.
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Several minutes later, Ringo was helping Paul wash the coffee off his face and clothes in the bathroom. "Are you okay?" Ringo comforted him as he helped soak up water with paper towels so Paul could clean his face. "Yeah, I'm fine, I had an awful headache, but I guess that doesn't matter to anyone else...and it's gone anyways." Paul grumbled as Heather watched them innocently and silently. "That's still no excuse to have coffee thrown at you, drunk or not.....you're human, you deserve respect like anyone else." Ringo continued sweetly as Heather approached them. "Who was that? Why'd he do that to you, Mr.Paul.." Heather asked with curiosity as Paul rolled his eyes. "No one and nothing that concerns you..." Paul whispered as he left the bathroom as Ringo sighed and Heather watched them with worry.

The three of them eventually made their way into the studio portion of the building, where George,  John and Yoko were setting up their instruments. "When did you get here?" Paul asked as John then turned his head towards the three of them, and noticed Heather holding hands with Paul, "I reckon when you were in the loo.." John answered as he stood up and continued studying the three of them. "Ummm.....Paul, who is that little girl?" John asked with interest as he walked up closer, and Heather let go of Paul's hand so she could begin exploring the studio. "Remember what I said the other day? Don't do anything stupid...." John asked with apprehension and doubt as Paul rolled his eyes. "I'm not doing anything stupid, come on man, she's just a little kid...she won't do no harm.....what's the worst she could do?"" Paul asked as he watched Heather walk up to Ringo's drums. "Oooh, drums! Princess Tiger rock show!!" Heather exclaimed as she bent down to grab Ringo's drum sticks.

Paul and John soon noticed Heather obnoxiously banging on the drums as loud as possible, making Paul smile. "Look at her, Already musically gifted!" Paul encouraged as he shoved John out of the way, and frolicked over to Heather who was vocalizing her own unique take on rock tunes. "Atta girl! Show me what you're made of Heather!" Paul encouraged as he sat down on the stool beside the drum set, and began to beat his hands on the drum alongside her, making George and Yoko look towards them. "YEAH YEAH YEAH!!" Heather yelled rambunctiously, making Ringo chuckle. "I gotta admit, Heather gives my sons a run for their money when it comes to drumming...." Ringo laughed as Yoko nodded in agreement. "Even myself, I must admit, Paul's pretty good with her...." She added in as George grabbed his guitar and began strumming to the tune of Twist & Shout.

Eventually everyone who was in the room joined in and began playing their instruments, vocalizing or even dancing along to the tune with enjoyment. "YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH COME ON HEATHER!!" John soon provoked playfully while Yoko began blurting out unusually loud and bombastic noises into the microphone that stood between herself and John. Paul, meanwhile, began to tickle Heather making it difficult for her to bang the drumsticks on the drum. Soon, before they knew it, Paul and John began to compose their first new song together in what seemed like forever.

I've got a feeling
A feeling deep inside
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, that's right
I've got a feeling
A feeling I can't hide
Oh no, no
Oh no
Oh no
Yeah, yeah
I've got a feeling, yeah
Oh please believe me
I'd hate to miss the train
Oh yeah, yeah
Oh yeah
And if you leave me
I won't be late again
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Yeah, yeah
I've got a feeling, yeah
I've got a feeling
All these years, I've been wandering' around
Wonderin' how come nobody told me
All that I been lookin' for was somebody who looked like you
Ooh, I've got a feeling
That keeps me on my toes
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
I've got a feeling
I think that everybody knows
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah
I've got a feeling, yeah
Yeah