Classic Rock Imagines, Short Stories, and One-Shots

Prank Wars! (Prank 2)

The members of Queen sat in their living room, thinking of pranks to play on the Beatles as payback.

"This has to be good, darlings," Freddie said, pacing the room. "We have to give those Beatles a taste of their own medicine!"

"Well, I can't think of anything that could top their prank," Brian said. "You have to admit, it was pretty good."

Roger was laying down on a chair, twirling his drumsticks with his fingers and staring at the ceiling. He began to hum a little tune as he twirled, and Freddie looked at him angrily.

"Roger! Pay attention!" he barked. "WE NEED TO PRANK THE BEATLES BACK, OTHERWISE PEOPLE WILL THINK THAT I'M A WEAK LITTLE WIMP!"

Roger stopped twirling and stared at him, a frightened look in his eyes. 

"Alright, Freddie, I'll stop," he said in a small voice. "I didn't know this meant that much to you...."

Freddie rolled his eyes and continued to pace. He looked around the room, internally begging someone to have an idea. John looked at him timidly.

"Please, Deaky, tell me you've got an idea," Freddie said hopefully.

"Well, I might," John said. "The Beatles messed up our hair, so maybe we need to do the same."

Freddie nodded slowly at him. "That's a start, darling, that's a start," he said. "Got any idea as to what?"

John nodded. "I do, but I think we might need a bit of help from a band who has more connections than us."

"Who?" Freddie asked as Brian and Roger turned to look at him. 

"The Stones."

***

That night, when the Beatles were all asleep, The members of Queen and the Rolling Stones met in front of their house. Freddie and Mick shook hands, and Freddie asked, "Do you have them?"

Mick nodded and smirked, holding up a handful of items that couldn't be seen in the darkness. 

"Good," said Freddie. "Thanks, for joining us, Mick. We really appreciate it."

"It's our pleasure," Mick responded. "Just let us know what we need to do and we'll do it."

"Alright," Freddie said, looking at John. "Deaky, go ahead and explain."

John nodded and turned to the five Rolling Stone members. 

"We're going to need to pair up: one Queen with one Stone. One of you will need to stand in the hallway in case any of us need help. Mick, you wrote out the messages, right?"

Mick nodded and John finished explaining the plan. Then, the group split into pairs, grabbed the necessary equipment, and snuck inside the house through the kitchen window. Well, all except for Keith. When the rest of the group had successfully entered the kitchen, he walked in through the door on the other side of the room. 

"You know the front door was open, right?" he asked.

Freddie's face turned slightly red as he said, "We wanted to have a cooler entrance, darling."

Keith rolled his eyes as the nine men tip-toed up the stairs. Two men went in each of the Beatles' rooms with their equipment and began the pranking process. Freddie and Mick went into John's room, with Freddie holding an object that looked like a shower cap, and Mick holding a long tube connected to a face mask and a gas tank. Holding the mask to John's face, Mick turned on the gas so that his victim would stay asleep. Then, Freddie slipped the "shower cap" onto John's head, making sure that his real hair wasn't visible. When this was finished, Freddie motioned for Mick to turn off the gas and leave the room. Mick did as he was told, with Freddie following close behind. Each of the other pairs did the same thing. 

The group met up again at the front door, where they signaled their success and silently left the house.

***

The next morning, Paul woke up and reached up to scratch his head, only to realize that his moptop was gone! He screamed, waking up the rest of the band, who ran to his bedroom to see if he was alright. When the four caught sight of each other, they screamed and ran to the bathroom. When they saw that none of them had hair, they gasped in unison. Paul sank to the floor and tears began streaming down his cheeks.

"It took me forever to get this luscious hair!" he said miserably.

George sat down next to him, nodding in agreement.

"I'm gonna miss my little Arthur," he said, on the verge of tears himself.

John and Ringo stood in front of the mirror, not able to belief that their hair was gone. They poked at their heads, and then at each other's heads, trying to figure out what was going on. Ringo was studying John's head carefully, and he realized that a small loop of hair was sticking out from... somewhere.

"John!" Ringo gasped, suddenly realizing what had happened. "We're wearing wigs!"

"What are you talking about, Rings?" John asked. "Don't wigs have hair?"

"Not all of them," Ringo said. "Some wigs aren't meant to have hair so people can pretend like they are bald."

"Who in this universe would want to do that?" John asked.

"Actors," Ringo said. "For movies." He took hold of the top of John's head and pulled upward. The bald wig came up with his hand, revealing John's real hair. John, George, and Paul all gasped as Ringo pulled his own wig off of his head. Paul and George did the same and sighed in relief.

"Now there's only one question," George said. "WHO WOULD DARE TO MAKE ME THINK THAT I HAD LOST MY ARTHUR FOREVER?!?"

Paul looked over the outside of his wig. Then, he saw that someone had written a note on the inside of it. Flipping the wig inside out, he got the attention of the rest of the Beatles. 

"Hey, lads, someone's written on the inside!"

They all looked on the inside of their wigs and read the message.

We love our new 'do, and we hope you like yours, too!

- Queen and the Rolling Stones

John sighed. 

"Lads,"  he said. "I think we just got ourselves into a Prank War."

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So, the Prank War has officially begun!

I'll need ideas as to how the Beatles should prank Queen and/or the Stones, and who should join the war next!

Thanks to @AndILoveJohn for this idea!

Thank you for reading and all that jazz! :)