Stardust || The Beatles Fan Fiction

Three: Blending In

Chapter written: 05-20-16
Chapter published: 06-09-16

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Third Person POV

"Grandfather?! Oh, God." Ringo excalimed. "Well, at least my genes were not lying."

"Though, where is he now?" George asked.

"Oh, grandpa Ritchie? He's in his home in America. He and granny Maureen moved there 5 years ago. We visit them sometimes." Maggie said.

"By the way, where's this sister of yours? We should meet her properly rather than to have strangers in her home." John said.

"Oh, yeah. Let's go and wake her up." Maggie said as she led the lads up the stairs. "Oh, and be careful, she's a huge fan of you two. She might go crazy." The blue-eyed girl pointed to Paul and George.

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"Woah, woah, wait. So you're telling me that the Paul McCartney and George Harrison, with your favourite chef John Lennon, and young grandpa Ritchie came from another dimension and formed a band and time-travelled together?"

"Yep, that's basically what happened."

"Honestly.. Even if it's kind of hard to believe, I believe you. Don't ask why, though." Maggie's sister laughed. "Oh, where are my manners. The name's Eleanor. Eleanor Rigby." She smiled, showing her dimples.

"Pleased to meet you," the four boys said.

"So, it's still early in the morning, how about I'll go make us some breakfast and we'll head to the coffee shop?" Maggie suggested.

"Alright then! The lads and I'll get ready." John was about to go upstairs, but stopped. "Oh, hehe, I forgot. This isn't our house anymore." He looked down, scratching his nape.

"D'awww, Johnny boy is showing his cute side!" Paul exclaimed.

John rolled his eyes at the younger, "whatever, Paul."

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"So, how about we get to know each other more before, you know, trying to figure out how you got here?" Maggie said.

"Alright, I'll go first," Eleanor said. "I was born on July 24th, 1994. So yeah, I'm 21. I play the bandurria, and a little bit of guitar, and that's about it."

Maggie continued, "I'm 20, I was born on May 16th, 1995. 5'4 tall, I play three instruments, the guitar, piano, and ukulele. Any questions you might want to ask me?"

"Why are your eyes so pretty? I mean, blue eyes just always get me." George said.

"So, my eyes attract you, then? Aww, Georgie." Ringo teased.

George rolled his eyes, "I meant Pattie, silly. She- wait! Our girlfriends! What about them?!" George panicked.

"Christ, you're right! What about Cyn and Julian? Oh shit, I hope they're okay." John panicked, too.

"Okay, okay, calm down. So who's this Pattie? And Cyn, I suppose?" Eleanor asked.

"Pattie's my girlfriend. I met her on set while we were filming our first movie as a band. She just, she has these beautiful, blue eyes, and the cute little gap in the middle of her teeth just makes her more adorable. And her smile, ugh-" George's daydreaming was cut off when Ringo spoke. "Stop daydreaming, Georgie. Anyway, we all got girlfriends back home. Well, except for John. The man's got a wife."

"And who's Julian?" Maggie asked. "My son." John said, and the blue-eyed girl nodded in response.

"Okay, well, let's continue." Paul said. "James Paul McCartney. 22, born on June 18th, 1942. I'm the band's bassist, but I also play the piano and guitar in some of our songs. I also have a girlfriend back home, her name's Jane. Hmm, if I were from here, then I'd already be 73." He chuckled.