"Right now, Mr. McCartney is at a bar. It's not very close so I suggest we take a bus." Rose says shutting her notebook. We all head to the bus stop on Penny Lane, and patiently wait for the bus to arrive. Once it came, we all got on along with the other people who were at the bus stop. We have to go to the top deck of the bus since the bottom is full. After about 10 minutes into the ride, John asks, "How many minutes longer till we get there, Rose?" "If I could estimate it, about 30 minutes." John groans and Rose responds with "Well I did say it wasn't too close. I could've tortured you by saying it was near and you had to walk very far." I snicker and John gives her a glare.
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30 Minutes LaterWe finally make it to the bus stop within walking distance to the bar. "Finally," I say. "I think my butt was going to fall off from all the sitting!" John and Rose chuckled. "It was only a 40 minute bus ride." Rose said getting off the bus. "Yeah, but it felt like ages!" She rolled her eyes and we started our walk to the bar. I wonder how Paul's gonna look in this world! I bet he would look just as girly! We enter the bar, filled to the brim with people, drunk and sober. I ask John to take a better look around since he was taller than me. "What did you say this guy looked like again?" He asks. "Well, he has brown eyes-" He cuts me off for a second with "As do most of the people here." Ha, nothing's really changed with the way he speaks. "As I was saying, he has brown eyes, nice eyelashes, and looks pretty femini- WHAT THE HELL?!"
I looked at the stage in the very front. And there is an all-girl band playing. YES, ALL-GIRL band. I stared at "Paul" in a mix of horror and surprise. Horror is quite obvious but surprised because he makes a good looking woman. Even in this band, he still plays the bass. "Thank you and good day!" She shouted into the mic. Most of the men clapped, including John. (Me: Oooooooh. John: Shut up.) She went over to the drink station, ordering a cocktail. I went over to her asking "Hello, miss. What's your name?" She giggles and says "Pauline. Yours?" "Richard. But call me Ringo." John butts in quite quickly. "Why hello there, Pauline. I find you quite pretty." He ends with a wink.
As John and Pauline get into conversation, I walk over to Rose. "WHY IS PAUL A WOMAN?!" "I DON'T KNOW! It said "Mr." here in my notebook! Look!" She opens up a page and shows it to me. I sigh and say "Well, maybe you got the wrong person?" She shakes her head. "No. This notebook of mine is NEVER wrong. In all of my years owning it, never has it ever been wrong." "Well, let's ask her to be in the band before John TheLadyCharmer does anything 'private' with her."
I walk over to John and tell him that she's the one we need. "Alright, I'll ask her." He asks her and she seems quite hesitant. "Um, but I only just-" "Let's get out of here so Ringo can explain." She doesn't resist so we bring her outside. Where there are less people. We explain to her everything that has happened to me and the recent events. "Well, that- that is quite a lot to take in." I nod my head. "But! I will accept your invitation into the band! Now let's go look for, George, was it?" She says. "Yep! And I hope there are no more big surprises like this." I hope George isn't too hard to find.
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Don't Get Bored, Ringo
FanfictionRingo is enjoying his normal life as the drummer for the most popular band of the 1960s, The Beatles. But sadly, as fun as life may seem, he still gets utterly bored. And one day, he suddenly gets transported to an alternate universe wherein the Bea...