Chapter 14

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"Fish fingers and custard? Really, Paul?"

"Hey, at least I still like pears."

"True." John made a face at the concoction in front of him. "What's this one?"

"French toast and mustard," Paul replied.

"Gross." He pinched the bridge of his nose. "This is just getting weird."

"Hush." He began adding mayonnaise. "You want some weird mood swings to go on top of that?"

"No, thank you." John left the room with a sigh. "I wonder what George and Ringo are doing." He peered around the corner.

"...and then I said, 'that's not what forks are for!'" The two burst out laughing.

"You're so funny, Ringo." George wiped a tear out of his eye.

"So are you." They stared at each other for a bit, then their lips met in a shy kiss.

"YES!" John cheered, causing them to jump and bump noses.

"Go away!" George threw a pillow at him, nailing him right in the head.

"Ow, fine!" John stomped away, grumbling.

"Ugh." George turned back to Ringo. "You okay?"

"I hurt me nose," he pouted.

"Aw, come 'ere." George kissed it. "Better?"

"Y - yeah." Ringo looked away with a blush. "You wanna do that again?"

"Sure." They leaned in, only for George's phone to go off. "Dammit!" He look at it briefly. "It's from John."

Go on twitter to the Starrison hashtag!

"Eh?" He opened his app, then froze at the sight. The picture of the two of them kissing already had one thousand retweets, as well as some cutesy edits.

"Oh my god." Ringo's mouth fell open.

"JOHN!" they both yelled, receiving laughter in response.

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