Shipwrecked (Choose Your Own Adventure)

Thirty-Two

You take a sneaky glance at John and Paul. They're arguing bitterly among each other about who would be better off making a wish to get off the island. It sounds like they're getting really angry at each other... but there is an enormous vibe of sexual tension between them. You decide to take advantage of this.

"Hey, hey! Boys!" you shout at them. ''Quit all the yelling!"

They don't hear you and continue bickering, getting louder and more rowdy by the second.

"Right, evasive action!" you think, and then you whisper to the lamp, "I wish that John and Paul were madly in love."

The lamp gives off a soft glow for a moment or two. You grin to yourself and sit back to watch the show.

"Come on, Paul," John says. ''You know that I should be the one to wish us off the island!"

"Rubbish!" Paul retorts. ''You'd just blow all three wishes on something stupid!''

John looks like he's about to lash back, but he pauses before any words can leave his lips. The same thing happens to Paul. They're both temporarily frozen in time.

"What the hell is happening?" Ringo hisses to you.

''You'll see!" you reply excitedly.

John and Paul eventually come back to reality. They both shake their heads, slightly dazed, and then resume their argument... but something isn't quite right.

"What do you mean I'd blow them all on something stupid?!" John asks furiously - as he removes his suit jacket.

"You're just so bloody brainless that you wouldn't be able to control yourself!" Paul says, reaching down and ripping off his shoes and socks.

''Okay, you're really cruel, you know that?" John says, chucking his jacket aside and beginning to unbutton his shirt.

"I'm not cruel! I'm sensible... unlike some people I could mention," Paul says, wriggling out of his smart black trousers and flinging them down on the sand.

They keep at this for a further few minutes, shouting at each other while gradually removing their clothes. You're enjoying this immensely (you perve), but both George and Ringo have gone greasy white with shock.

"What the actual hell?" Ringo says, his voice a tiny mouse squeak.

George doesn't say anything. He just lets out a pained groan and quickly covers Serenity's eyes.

Before long, both John and Paul are almost completely naked (with the exception of underpants) and flaring at each other.

"You're such an idiot!" Paul shrieks. "It's all your fault thst we got stranded here in the first place!"

"Like hell it was, McCartney!" John shouts back. "If it weren't for you and your silly girly ways, we'd be off of this island by now!"

Paul folds his arms defensively across his bare chest. "I hate you so much."

"I hate you more, you git," John grumbles.

There's a heavy pause.

Then...

"Wanna go and make love in the jungle?" John asks crossly, pointing at the greenery behind him.

"Of course I do, you little bastard," Paul grumbles, throwing himself at John and planting a huge movie-star kiss on his lips.

"O-kay!" George says, immediately turning his back on the heated McLennon couple. "That's enough of that! Let's get out of here!"

"Please let's stay!" you plead. "Don't you know this is a dream come true for thousands of fans all over the world?"

"Well, they're all filthy, if that's the case," George says stiffly. He adjusts baby Serenity on his hip and holds her tight. ''Come on, little darling. Let's go and play further up on the beach."

Serenity shrieks excitedly at the thought of playing in the sand for the first time. George laughs then starts walking along the shore. Ringo trails after him, looking extremely shaken up.

You start to go, too, but can't resist glancing back at John and Paul. You can't see them at all... except for two pairs of feet (one on top of the other) sticking out of the bushes.

"That was a wish well spent," you say to yourself.

I agree wholeheartedly.

THE END
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