Honeymoon...In Paris?

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Ringo couldn't help sleeping in. He'd stayed up late with Layla the night before. After she'd put Lucy in bed, they'd gone on a long walk in the moonlight. After that they sat up and talked out in the hall outside her room.

 Ringo was sound asleep in his room when Lucy came running in to jump on him. Layla had tried to stop her, but the little red head was on a mission here! She went into Ringo's room and closed the door behind her. She leaned her back against the door to see if he'd woken up with the slam of the door. She grinned when he barely stirred. She then tiptoed over to the end of his bed. She didn't just want to jump on him. She saw his clothes dresser was next to his bed and she grinned mischievously. She pulled out the drawes like steps and climbed up as quietly as she could. When she was on top she had to try not to giggle. Now, where to jump? Lucy decided to jump onto the bed right next to him, so not to hurt him or herself. She stood up on top of the dresser and counted silently.

One. . .Two. . . THREE!

She leapt out and onto the bed next to Ringo with a yell. Ringo yelled back as she landed next to him. He sat up and Lucy laughed, rolling onto her back next to him.

 "I got you!" She giggled pointing at him. Ringo narrowed his eyes at her playfully.

 "And now I'll get you back!" he said grabbing her small hands in his left larger one before he tickled her sides. She squealed and laughed loudly. Ringo laughed back teasingly as he relentlessly moved his hands all over her stomach.

 "No! Richie!" She giggled, "Mummy, help!" She laughed and trid to roll away from him, but he didn't let her.

 "No!" Ringo cackled maniacally. Lucy squirmed some more as Layla rushed in.

 "What's going on?" She asked worriedly, "I thought I heard someone scream."

 "Help me, Mum!" Lucy pleaded through her laughter, "Daddy's got me!" Ringo stopped suddenly and she hopped up and ran out of the room.

 "Hey! Come back here!" He hollared getting up. He stalked passed Layla and into the sitting room of the Beatles' suite. He didn't see her anywhere. She had to be hiding in here. Ringo didn't hear the door shut, so where could she be hiding? Ringo walked around the room, "I wonder where my little Lucy could be hiding. . ." he said noticing her little feet under the end of the curtains. He smirked and moved a few pillows on the couch when he saw her peaking out.

 "Ah ha!" He said removing the couch coushin dramatically. He frowned and scratched his head as he heard her giggle. He snapped his fingers and walked over to the chair across the room. He jumped behind it with a loud yell, and he sighed roughly when Lucy wasn't there. "Oh I suppse I'll never find her!" He moaned as he walked over to the curtains. Lucy was giggling again, "What ever will I do!?" He suddenly pulled the curtains back and grabbed her. He ran her out of the suite and into the room she shared with Layla, cackling all the way. Lucy squealed as he threw her onto her bed. He leaned over her and kissed her cheeks wildly.

 "Richie!" She laughed. She pushed his face back and he flopped back on her bed. He sighed and Lucy sighed back at him. He poked her shoulder and she nudged his knee with her foot. Ringo closed his eyes, feeling sleepy, and Lucy crawled up to him. She put her head against his shoulder and he put his arms around her.

 He kissed the top of her head as the door opened. Layla came in and pulled some clothes out of her suitcase. She started to pull her clothes off and Ringo whistled at her. She spun around and rolled her eyes.

 "You scared me, Ringo." She said pulling a clean shirt over her head. Ringo smiled and sat up.

 "I'm sorry." He said before he yawned. Lucy sat up and crawled over to the end of the bed.

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