"Good morning! I heard there's been an outbreak of the virus BSo-211 making people turn into.. Well zombies!" Said Brian. "Haha no way, don't lie Brian" said Paul. "Im not joking, I bought us all guns!" Said Brian. "But Brian, happiness is a warm gun" said John. "So are those" said Ringo. Brian passed out all the guns to the four. Alright are you guys ready to go out? "YES!" They all said in unison. Ringo getting his drum sticks "WHY DO YOU NEED YOUR DRUM STICKS?" Screamed John. "I take them everywhere I go, they're me spirit" said Ringo. "YOUR SUCH A STUP-" but before John could finish "Alright you two! Cut it off and let's get going" said Brian. "But where are we supposed to go?" Said John. "Probe records store, everybody is over there, then a plane will come and take us away to the USA." Said Brian. "That sounds like something in a movie" said George. "Yeah it does but we need to go, it's pretty far from here, we have a long journey. Come on let's go, let's not waste any more daylight then we have, take your instruments." Said Brian. Everybody grabs they're instruments and sets on the journey... To probe records.
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MaccaLand!
FanfictionIn the land named MACCALAND, full of mysteries and misfortune to the ones that visit, will John, Paul, George, and Ringo be able to get to the bottom this mystery that has been unknown for years? Or will they Sadly pass?
