I 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!
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(Thays how I used to see the beatles. I now know who's who.)
Paul quickly grabbed his hands and moved them down making John stab himself in the leg with his own knife. John looked down, then looked up and showed Paul he still had the knife.
"Okay. That was on you." Paul said snatching the knife from him. "Don't try that again."
John snatched his hands away from Paul and hit himself in the face in the process. He finally took the tape off his mouth as Paul spoke. "You need to stop hurting yerself."
"Next time, I will hurt you. You made me stab meself."
"As I said, that was on you. Don't threaten to choke me."
"Okay fine. I wont threaten to choke you."
"That's what I wanted to hear."
"I will choke you." John said reaching back up to Paul's throat and finally got a hold of it.
Paul gasped in surprise as he tried to pry John's hands off his throat.
"G-Get off!"
John continued to choke him. It went on for 10 minutes when Ringo walked up to the both of them and pried John's fingers off Paul.
"Ye've 'ad yer fun."
John snatched his knife from Paul and untapped himself.
"I will kill you. Don't mess with me. Don't tie me up. Next time you do that, yer dead. Ringo saved ye this time. But next time, he won't."
"Yeh, yeh. Whatever you say." Paul moved his hand to his throat. "You could've really hurt me."
"I didnt apply too much pressure to hurt ye. Watch yer back."
"Right."
John sat up completely and swung his legs over Paul and planted them on the carpet. He then reached over and took a cigarette from a pack George got his from and lit it.
"He only caught me because I ran into the loo without paying attention to where I went. Next time, he won't catch me."
"You didnt think I would catch you this time!"
"Thanks to you, me leg is bleeding and in pain."
"That was yer fault. I already told you."
"Actually, it was yer fault. You weren't paying attention to the knife I had."
"You shouldn't have had it in the first place!"
"You shouldn't have taped me up!"
"Okay. I'm ending this conversation."
John then laid his still lit cigarette in an ashtray as he shifted his attention back to the puzzle. Paul decided to join him. Then, he stole John's cigarette, took a swig from it, and put it back in the ashtray."
John glared at him. "I will hurt you. Get yer own."
