Help!

Chapter 183

Paul and John were being too nice to each other. George noticed it and figured out that it was all just an act. He didn't bother saying anything about it because sooner or later, they would forgive each other and become friends again.

George watched the two closely with a disgusted look on his face as he watched the two.

"What's up with them?" He asked Ringo.

"Beats me. Maybe one of them did something yesterday to make the other mad."

"And they'd remember that after getting splashed?"

"I guess."

Then, Paul and John started shoving each other.

"Uh-oh." Ringo said as he jumped up with George behind him. They both grabbed one of them and pulled them apart.

"Stop it!"

"Let go Ringo!" John yelled.

"Not a chance. Apologize to Paul."

"But he started it!"

"It doesn't matter! The two of you need to stop this! Ye've been at it all morning! Knock it off or I'll kick yer teeth in."

"Do it to Paul!"

"Knock it off John. The both of you need to cut it out. Forgive each other. Make up. Leave Paul alone and Paul, leave John alone."

John pretended to think about it. "Hmm. Nope."

"Come on. Before I lock you two up in the closet."

"Stop threatening that and just do it already." Paul said. "But, do it to him."

"I'll do it to the both of you."

John crossed his arms. "Let go of me. Now."

"No."

"Let. Go. Of. Me." John said as he began to struggle against Ringo.

"Stop it." Ringo said smacking him on the top of his head.

"No."

"Ringo."

Ringo looked up at George who was holding Paul. "We'll throw them in the closet."

Ringo nodded and the two were dragged into the closet. Then, George waved at them and shut the door before John could make his escape.

"Ey! Come on guys! This isn't funny!" John shouted.

"Talk it out with Paul you sod. Then you can leave."

"Come on Geo! Let me out! Keep him in here!"

"Not a chance. If he goes in there, you go in there."

"Pleeeeeease!" John began to plead.

"No."

"What if I said I was suffocating in here?"

"Its all in yer head. Yer not suffocating."

"Let me out!"

"No. Work it out with Paul. Then, I'll let you out."

"What if I said we already worked it out?"

"I just put you in there. And besides, ye've been talking to me all this time. Not him. Once you start talking to him, then I'll let you out. Deal?"

"No deal. No deal."

"If its not a deal, then ye'd just have to stay in there forever."

"Okay. Okay. Fine. Its a deal." John said quickly.

Ringo walked up to the door and set a chair right under the door knob. "There. Now they can't get out."

"Good thinking. I don't wanna stay here all day."

Ringo laughed and the two went to sit down on the couch. "I wonder how long it'll take for them to talk it out."

"With the way things are going with John having claustrophobia, it won't take them long at all."

"So, is that why you chose the closet? Because you knew he can't 'breathe' in there?"

"Yeh. It'll work. Trust me."

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It was about thirty minutes later when George walked up to the closet door again. "Okay. Have you worked it out?"

Paul answered. "Yes. We have."

"Good. John?"

"He's not going to answer."

"Why not? Wait, did you tie him up?"

"No. He passed out thinking the walls were closing in on him. Can you open the door now?"

"Oh." George said as he moved the chair and opened the door.

"Its good to see neither one of you were killed by the other."

George dragged John out.

"Ringo, get me a glass of water."

Ringo left and George brought John to the kitchen floor. He was handed a cup of water and George threw it in John's face, waking him up immediately.

"Rise and shine."

"Don't ever put me in there again."

"Then don't get in a fight with Paul with me around. Got it?"

"Yeh. Yeh. Whatever. I thought I was dying in there."

"You weren't. As I already told you, it was all in yer head. You just let it get to ye."

"In case yer wondering, yes, we worked everything out."

"I know. Paul told me. You better have. If not, you go in there twice as long."

"No, no. We worked everything out."