Chapter Five: "Why won't my arms move?"

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                                        On top of the castle wall, looking down at the gate

John and Paul leaned George up against the wall and force fed him the miracle. They waited a few moments in silence. "It didn't work" John said sadly than George's eyes flew open. "ghdpvneivnsop" He mumbled his head flopping over backwards. "What did he say?" Paul asked as he pulled George's head up again. "ghfvodnrifmnp" George repeated. "I think he said something about walruses" John said. "No he said Ringo's eyes look like the sea after a storm" Paul said back.  "Why won't my arms move?" Geo asked still out of it. "Well you've been mostly dead all day" Paulo explained. George snapped awake.

"Who are you? Are we enemies? Why am I on this wall? Where is Ringo?" George asked alarmed. "Let me 'splain" John said than he paused. "No, there is too much. Let me sum up. Ringo is marry' Rory in a little less than half an hour. So all we have to do is get in, break up the wedding, steal the princess, make our escape... after I kill Count Rugen." John explained.

"That doesn't leave much time for dilly-dallying. " George said as he wiggled a finger.

"You just wiggled your finger. That's wonderful. " Paul said

" I've always been a quick healer. What are our liabilities?" George asked John.

"There is but one working castle gate, and... and it is guarded by 60 men. " John said moving George's head so he could see.

"And our assets?" George whispered as they turned him back around.

"Your brains, John's strength, my steel" Paul said.

"I mean, if we only had a wheelbarrow, that would be something." George said

"Where we did we put that wheelbarrow the albino had? " Paul asked John

"Over the albino, I think" John said

"Well, why didn't you list that among our assets in the first place?" George asked.

"Oh we didn't think it'd be important" John said as George sighed.

"If only we had a black fireproof cloak" George sighed

"Like this one?" John pulled out a cloak exactly like the one George described.

"Where'd you get that?" Paul asked

"Miracle Brian, it fit me well so he said I could take it."

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