Random Beatles One Shots

Root Beer

A/N hello! by the way, there might be random modern stuff in here, like cell phones or something, but then in the next one shot, there might not be. Idk, it depends on the story :D I hope you like these!

The Beatles were at a club in Hamburg and John was hopelessly drunk. He asked something of the bartender, but he couldn't understand a thing John said, so Paul went over and said, "He meant root beer " John consented because it sounded like beer, so he drank some and said, "Eew, Paul why did you do that to me?"

"You know, it's really good"

"Whatever you say mate. Hey, what if I put my finger in it? It would probably taste better..."Paul looked at John strangely as he dipped his finger in his root beer and tasted it, "Yep, now it's better"John smiled and said, "well we can't stop here, can we?

"What do you mean?"

"Dipping stuff in it"he said. "How about this random guy's pizza?"

"John, you can't jus....JOHN!"

"Relax," said the guy, "I'm happy to have a Beatle take my pizza, do you want some too?"

"No, thank you, and thank you"I nudged John, who was happily dipping his pizza in his root beer.

He gasped when it fell into the glass, and he said, "Paul, this pizza......."

"Yes?"

"HAS A MIND OF ITS OWN!!!!!!!!!"

"John, you're drunk."

"It's so...sweet!!"

"Oh, John......Oh look, your chicken tenders are here."

"PAUL!! NOT IN PUBLIC!!!!"

"WHAT??!!? John, I mean the ones you ordered."

"I didn't ask for this, Paul! Not now!"

"No, I mean in front of you. Look in front of you."

And when he saw them he looked from his glass to them to his glass again and he dipped his chicken in it.

"John! That's gross!"

"No! It's good! Do you want to try it?"

"I'm alright, John, you can have it all," I smiled at him.

"Okay," he looked at the salad I got, and he asked, "Can I..."

"May, Johnny, may. And if you really want to, you may, but..."

"Yum! This is good! Can I have a tomato?"

"No! That's gross, John. No"

"Oh, okay," he looked at me very sadly.

"Fine. But don't complain to me."

"Oh, Paul, this is gross! Why would you let me do that?!?"

"Let's get you home, John" I said and I half carried John home.