Crack Classic Rock Oneshots

Pol x Mascara

(A/N: Maccara is my new OTP.
Thanks for idea @rogertaylor59
I beg for another requests.
I regret nothing.
Enjoy.)

You're Gonna Lose that Mascara

Once upon a time there was Pol McCartneh, the prettiest gurl of thus universe.

Everyone asked Pol about the secret of her- I mean - his beauty, but he never answered. It was his biggest secret.

Do you want to kno a secret?

That secret was his one, only and unique m a s c a r a.

This mascara made him bootyful. He loved his one, only and unique mascara.

When one mascara was over, he was buying another one and falling in luv again.

They made happy couple.

Everything alright an all, but one day Pol got up from bed to go to the studio and record with mates the next album – "With the Beatles" - what a fucking creative title, I bet Rungo made up this.

Suddenly, he noticed something terrible.

Terrifying.

His mascara.

It was gone.

Terrified bassist started to run around and shout, looking for her here, there and everywhere and across the universe. Screaming, he arrived to the studio,where the rest of the idiots, I mean The Beatles, of course, were sitting. They looked at him like he was crazy. Duh he was.

"Paulie wtf?" Yawn asked and yawned.

"My gurlfrend! Shez gone!"

"But I'm here."

"No, not you!"

"Jane? Oh my walrus!"

"Who? J- ohh. No, not Jane. It wouldn't be so tragic."

"Who then?"

"My mascara!"

In this moment disgused Brian stated that he waisted too much time on theseidiots and he made a plastic surgery, changed his name to Michael Jackson andwent to America to create his own moosic. Bye wankers.

Meanwhile Pol was panicking and the rest of The Beatlus had to calm him down.

"Relax, we can work it out. You'll buy another one," Joj cheered him up withbig wtf on his face.

"NO! I can't do that! She was special one!" Macca cried.

After a while of hysteria he calmed down and started to think, how hisgurlfrend got missing. And he thought that someone stole her. There was noother way.

"The thief has stolen my mascara!" Pol shouted.

"Why ya think so?" Asked Rungo, looking at Harrisun nervously.

"I kno that. A thief is among us!"

So McCartney went to the police office and when he shouted that his lovelymascara was gone, they sent him psych evaluation. Wonder why lol.

Anyway, Pol didn't go. He got an idea how to find out, who's the thief. He left another mascara on a table and hid under the bed. And waited. And waited.

Suddenly, in the middle of the nite, doors opened. It was Rungo! He lookedaround attentive, trying to act naturally, walked to the table, took mascara and went away.

Pol followed him quietly. He saw the percussist entered Joj's house. Macca thought that something fucked up is going on here, waited a minute and entered as well.

He saw really happy sight.

Starr was dressing himself as a gurl and putting make up on and Joj wa swatching this.

"What the comb is going on here?!" McCartney shouted, disbelieving in hisfriends.

"You shouldn't have seen this," Geo answered.

"Why my mascara?! And why Rungo is a gurl?!"

"Because I wanna shag Ritchie and be str8 at the same time ; ))"

Suddenly John Lemon came in through the bathroom window, speaking words of wisdom:

"You're fucked up."

After that he threw Starrison away from his band and they ended on the street. Lol. Such a shame.

He threw Pol as well, but he had his mascara, so he was happy.

Until she was over and he had no more money to buy new so he commited suicide lol :).

Everyone lived happy ever after. Especially John.

THE END