An alarm went off in the cavern where Long John napped, he bolted awake.
"PAUL!" he screamed as his butler scurried in.
"Yes sir?" He asked sounding annoyed.
"TURN THAT BLASTED ALARM OFF!" John screamed as he threw a pillow at the monitor.
"Yes sir," Paul said in a huff dramatically pushing the flashing red button, "But Sir it says here that The Deathly Drummer & the dreaded banshee Yoko are attaching Penelope Lane! The billionaire! What do we do?"
"Call Geo-I mean The Silver Beatle! It's a Saturday!" He said, "AND the only reason I do any of this type of stuff is for my love!" John said as he pulled out a too-big-to-fit-on-the-chain-and-under-my-shirt-without-anyone-seeing-it sized picture of Cynthia and stared at it longingly.
"But sir, she is there!" George said looking at the monitor too.
"WHAT? MY LOVE! Isn't she being held hostage in this scene?"
"In Yoko's wild hair?"
"Yeah,"
"Not til the next scene," George said.
"But I thought that was when Paul becomes the bad guy?"
"You might be right Paul, look at th-"
"LOOK FOR YOURSELVES! You already ruined the show!" Paul said in a huff walking away.
"Well what now?" John asked.
"We roll the credits!" Ringo said rolling across the stage on a pink scooter with sparkles on the handles.
THE
END!