(I know this has nothing to do with beatles or anything but..........i was going through some old photo albums at home. this is a picture of two different people. The right is a picture of my mom and the left is a picture of me around the same age. I may have been a little bit older! Not sure what year it was but it was when I was still in school.)Paul drove both himself and John to the place they needed to be. Once the two walked in, they noticed George was setting coffee down for the four of them.
"Here he is boys." Paul stated.
Ringo shook his head. "John, we were all up early. Why couldn't you get up as early as everyone else?"
"Because i was tired. That's why. I don't need to hear it from you two as well."
"You knew we had to be here early."
"I know that. Me mind wouldn't get out of bed this morning. I'm here now so drop it."
"Why are ye always in a terrible mood?"
"I am today because someone woke me up!"
"Yer alarm should've woke you up!"
"Oh sod off. I was tired okay?"
"You could've been like Paul and threw his alarm this morning then got up."
"Ey! I never told you I threw it! How'd you know?!"
"I know you. Plus you threw it three days ago too......and two days ago........and yesterday."
"So you throw it everyday Paul?"
"Oh shut up. It wakes me."
"One day yer going to get a hole in yer wall if you haven't gotten one yet."
Paul looked down.
"You did...........one?"
He nodded and tried not to laugh. "Three."
"Okay. Enough of this chitchat. Let's get to work." John said having a seat.
"Okay. Where did we leave off at?" George asked.
"Well, we were just finishing up All my Lovin' and we decided Paul should sing that because he has the voice for it. Anyways, now we're trying to figure out how we want the music to be."
Ringo did a couple hits on his drum set and Paul started dancing to Ringo's beat, trying to lighten up the mood........it worked making George and John both smile and laugh.
"Okay Mr. Cowboy. You can stop now."
Paul nodded and stopped when Ringo stopped his drumming. John picked up his guitar and started playing random chords. After a few seconds, George followed along, doing his usual lead...........
Paul shook his head. "No. No. Not like that. I don't think it fits the song."
Paul picked up his own guitar and tried to figure it out himself.
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FanfictionI thought I should write something a little more fun. How about the four lads.........aside from their professional singing career, works with the cops in salving various cases. Sounds like a lot of fun to write! I'll give it a shot!