The Man Of The Sonic Drumsticks

An Unexpected Visit

 Just as he said he would, Ringo took his young wife to a date. In the afternoon, they had stopped at a local Italian restaurant downtown to have a special romantic dinner. That very evening, the couple decided drive to a nearby cinema to go watch a movie. When they arrived, Ringo was in the mood to watch a horror film.

 "We're not watching that movie, Ritchie," Mo said.

 "Oh come on, Maureen!" he whined. "It's Planet Of The Dead, the must-see horror film of the year!"

 His wife only shook her head in disagreement. "I'm not watching that. I don't like scary movies." She pointed at another movie poster. "Why don't we watch that one?"

 Her husband groaned. "Ugh, ye want to watch that movie again?" Of course, the movie he was referring to was the latest Beatles movie, Help!, in which Ringo was basically the star of the film that time. Ever since it had come out a few months back, Mo had dragged Ringo to the cinema several times to watch it. She loved the movie so much, she tried to get Ringo to ask the producer of the film to give him a copy of it, so she can watch it in her spare time. They were successful, but that joy soon disappeared when the film strips of the movie had been destroyed by their old movie projector. So, now it's back to the cinema for them again.

 "Come on, dear!" she pleaded. "Let's go again to see it!"

 "But it's been like a hundred times already!"

 She gave him her best puppy-dog eyes impression. "Pleeeaaase? For me?"

 He looked at her for a long time until he finally just gave in. "Oh alright. We'll watch it, but only this last time."

 "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, Ritchie!" She kissed him on the cheek and hugged him. After he had finished buying the tickets, she quickly dragged him inside. They went to their respective movie room and sat near the front row.

 "I can't believe we're the only ones in here," Ringo said, as he noticed that the whole room was totally empty.

 "Who cares," replied Mo. "I would love the privacy, for once."

 "True, true."

 After a few minutes, the movie had started to play. Mo squealed in delight every time the camera moved to her husband. And during the parts where the lads would sing, she would happily sing along with them. Repeatedly, she nudged Ringo on the arm to get him to sing. However, he was much more preoccupied with the headache that had mysteriously come back, and the fatigue that had not left him since the morning. It was during the middle of the movie that he began to fall asleep. This moment of peace for Ringo was short-lived after he was startled awake by several loud voices in the row back of him. He didn't bother to turn around to see who it was, since he was already too tired to even move. Mo, on the other hand, was too glued to the screen to even notice.

 "I can't believe you took us to this snore fest," one of the voices whispered angrily. "Why couldn't of we just gone to see Planet Of The Dead? It's much more interesting than this teeny-bopper crap."

 "For Christ sake's, Rory!" another voice whispered frustratingly. "Will you stop complaining already?! The Doctor will take us back to the TARDIS if we keep on arguing!"

 He humphed, "I rather that he did. And speak of the devil, there he is with our snacks."

 Struggling to carry all the food in his arms, the Doctor clumsily walked to their small, narrow row and sat down in between the Ponds.

 "Thanks for the help, guys!" the Doctor shouted. "I appreciate it!"

  Amy said quietly. "Do you mind not talking so loud? We're in a movie theater."