The next morning Paul got ready apprehensively. He was suspicious because Ringo was acting very excited mumbling about some party. George was behaving quietly. Very quietly. Too quiet even, well George is usually quiet and observant around strangers or when he was uncomfortable or nervous.
It didn't seem to any of those, he seemed to be very deep in thought. About what? Paul will never know, no one will never know exactly what is going through his head, unless if he is hungry.
When the three of them made it into the shop there was an instant tension although John wasn't present.
As the familiar smell of baking filled their nostrils Paul was left with the foreign sight of a middle aged lady occupying herself with pastry.
She had a dark brown hair pulled back into a bun with a net on her hair. She had hazel eyes and a few wrinkles around them revealing the fact she was ageing.
She reminded Paul of John because of the habit that they had of squinting quite a lot.
This must be his aunt then. He thought to himself. I hope she didn't find out what I said.
"Oh hello boys!" She said glancing up briefly before continuing with her task. She looked up once again when she noticed another boy in the room. "And er... hello. Who is this rather...feminine...gentle...er...man."
Paul blushed a deep shade of crimson 'I guess it runs in the family.'
"'ello to yo to Mimi. 'tis a man is name's Paulie or Paul." Ringo said in a scouse accent gesturing to Paul.
Mimi just frowned "Straighten up. Lose the accent. Speak English and George Harrison for the love of God! Stop eating people's food."
"Sorry Mrs Smith." They said in unison as Paul was going even more red trying to suppress his laughter at the way she just tamed them.
After a moment he cleared his throat and walked up to the counter.
"We were just actually...er wondering where John is if you don't mind...ma'am."
Mimi just rolled her eyes amused at the extreme politeness. "Stop acting like a sissy and man up. John's upstairs in the break room if you must." Pointing at the staircase behind her.
"Thanks Mimi." He said smiling, he really wanted to see her reaction.
Whenever they locked eyes you could practically see the lyrics 'Why do birds suddenly appear every time you are near...'
John suddenly appears.
"Jesus Paul! The woman said man up not eat a fucking wasp's nest." John said walking down the stairs chuckling. Mimi frowned as he walked down the stairs taking of her hair net and apron.
Mimi slapped the back of his head lightly and angrily. She looked at Paul and John then exchanged a look with George smiled. John scrunched his face in pain and she laughed as she wandered off out of the shop.
"That lady is going senile, walking of like a mad old 80 year old." John looked at Paul who was standing uncomfortably and the events of the day before came back to mind.
"What the hell do you want you fucking bastard?"
"Look John I just came here to apologise. I found out want happened I was really out of line a-"
"Well no shit Sherlock!" John shouted his arms flying about melodramatically.
"Look," Paul said looking a bit worried at John's crazy behaviour. "I came here to make peace, so can we please be civil."
"Sure! Sure! Here's a little peace offering." John snatched the cake out of George's hands smothered it into Paul's face and pushed him on the floor.
Before Paul could even consider pouncing back John nastily remarked "Oops me hand slipped." He looked at Paul on the floor who was wincing in pain. "Go on then cry to mummy she can kiss it better while laying your queer little 'ead on her fat bosom."
George and Ringo stood with their mouth agape. They'd never seen John behave so aggressively. They knew he could be an asshole but he was never like this to anyone unless they really deserved it. What Paul did was a mistake. Mimi had walked back in time to see John assault Paul after coming back from the sweet shop.
Paul looked at everyone watching him, he was very embarrassed and felt a tear run down his cheek. He quickly got up and ran out of the store to go to a place he could lay low at for a few days.
After what felt like an absolute eternity, Ringo dared to speak, not really knowing what to say he just said the first thing that came to mind his mind.
"That was a bit erm..."
"Mean." George finished still standing in the very same position. Mimi who was also astounded and very confused, just gave John a disappointed look and went back behind the counter.
"We don't want to er...keep you from your family fun so... See ya Mrs Smith and John." George walked then ran outwards while John resumed position as being the lazy nephew and went back to standing behind the counter pretending to do something.
*Definitely does not chuckle nervously whilst writing* Let's just say that John found out Paul had a girlfriend and got a bit mad. Don't get me wrong food er I mean folks. They have the hot's for each other (budding love) but need a slight nudge in the George Direction. Steal it and I'll sue all your asses
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The Beatles Story #1: John and Paul (And...George)
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