Hello, everybody! Two days ago I heard the Queen had a stomach flu. I somehow connected some weid toughts of mine and so this little fic of Paul being ill was born...yes that was all I wanted to say! I hope you enjoy it! :)
3/1/2013
Sir Paul McCartney and his daughter Stella are recieved in audience by the Queen. The reason for this is they both had a part in the olympic games 2012. Paul by singing "Hey Jude" and Stella by designing the clothes for the British athletes. They are both going to be awarded and have tea with Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip afterwards.
The afternoon went over quiet and they had quite a few laughs.
In the evening Paul didn't feel well. He blamed it on having eaten too many scones but it didn't get any better. He decided to call Ringo as his wife was on holidays with a friend of hers.
When Ringo arrived Paul's condition was even worse. He felt like he had to air his belly and went to bed early.
The next morning Stella called:
"Dad! Are you alright? The Queen's got a stomach flu!"
"Ah, that's the reason why I feel so sick all day. But it's OK. Uncle Ritchie's 'ere."
"Fine, Dad. Bye. Maybe I'll come round later."
"Bye, Stella," Paul answered.
He ran to the kitchen to get a bowl and aired his belly. He felt a little better after this but then collapsed.
When he woke up again Ringo sat at his bed side.
"Ooh, I feel so very, very sick!" Paul groaned.
"It's going to be alright," Ringo said. "You know I'm here. Nuthin' 's gonna happen."
So that already was it. I hope the Queen's getting better soon! :) Thanks for reading. Review, people!