Hey, this is just a li'l one-shot about the end of the world. How does that pertain to the Beatles? Let's find out.
It's December 21st, 2012. I'm on winter vacation from my freshman year in college. The world is being drowned in the water created by the melted ice caps. I'm sitting on my sidewalk, watching the rising current mix with the snow, reveling in the certain doom to which we are all certainly doomed. No one bothers to run and scream. They know it's useless. They don't even dress warmly. What's the point?
I see an iPod in the snow. The menu has a song title on the screen. How ironic. It's "What Goes On", by the Beatles.
What goes on? Oh, nothing. Just the end of the world. Y'know, solar flares, the Earth is being completely drowned. The usual.
I skipped to the next one. It was on shuffle. Hah, it's like it's actually understanding me.
-Skip-
"Tell Me Why."
Why? Because we didn't listen. Only the complete screwballs were concerned by they Mayan calendar. The government found out TWO WEEKS ago and didn't even bother to tell us. We'd all be doomed anyway, so what's the point? But I suppose we could have avoided some of this if we paid any attention to global warming.
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"Here, There, and Everywhere."
Boy, you said it. That's why we're just sitting here. We have nowhere to go, because this is all coming from EVERYWHERE!...I wonder where else this is happening? Any other planets?
-Skip-
"Across the Universe."
Of course. How else will we ensure complete destruction?
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"It's Getting Better."
I guess it will. There won't be anything bad in this world anymore. No more wars, no more hunger, no more poverty. In a way, this is Earth's cleansing.
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"Hello, Goodbye."
The water is rising all around. There's only a matter of minutes left before the place is sunk, and I've climbed up onto the Bravada to continue "conversing" with this digital music player. The large car has been lifted, and is now floating.
No, please, don't say this is it. Not yet. I want to keep talking.
-Skip-
"Do You Want to Know a Secret?"
What? Is there some secret to life that I'm missing, right as I'm about to die?
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"The End."
Oh, that's just a dick move, right there.
The screen begins to flicker. It's raining, now, and I guess it's getting the circuitry.
"No, please! Don't go!"
I begin to actually speak to the damn piece of plastic! Great! Now, at the end of all things, I'm going completely crazy. I start tapping the 'next' button, in hopes that it would continue to communicate.
-Skip-
In a last effort of energy, the tiny, black words show up in contrast with the bright menu screen.
"I Am the Walrus."
WHAT? Are we all aquatic mammals?
My vision is watery, and I can't breathe. I can't feel anything. No warmth, no cold, nothing. I close my eyes. Suddenly, I hear a loud sound, a rooster crowing, and I awake to the song, "Good Morning," from Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, being the song I set for the alarm clock in my phone.
I open my eyes, and I'm safe in my bed. The world is still there, and it seems we had another y2k false alert.
Mwehehehehheeheeee! I don't expect much in terms of feedback. This took a total of 20 minutes to think up. So, I suppose that you people reading, being the smart cookies that you are, know what to do. Just…clicky that li'l button there that says "Review!"