Well, this is awkward. I completely forgot to update last week. Shoot. Sorry, everyone...

Anyway, here it is. Thanks to everyone who reviewed. Especially "The Beatles." Whoever did that is firetrucking awesome :).

So, enough babble. Here be story.

Disclaimer: HAHAHAHAHA DO I OWN THE BEATLES?! No.

I don't know when I closed my eyes, but when I opened them, I was greeted with a surprise. I was in a bizarre world with colors and sounds I couldn't of imagined. Tangerine trees, marmalade skies...oh. So this is what Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds was written about. Sure enough, when I looked up, the skies were filled with the shimmering stones.

"Hello, Molly," I spun around. There, in the sky, stood the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.

"Lucy," I whispered, barely a sound. She nodded and floated down, standing next to me.

"You will do nicely. The Sergeant made a good choice," Lucy scanned my body with her eyes, shining with a million lights. The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.

"How do you know me?" I asked. She shook her head in bemusement.

"I've known you since you were born. There are few people who could wear that uniform." I looked down and, sure enough, I was clothed in a red satin suit, just like the one George Harrison wore. I reached up to my head and, sure enough, there was a hat sitting there as well.

"Where are the others?" I looked around, only to see that we had moved to a boat.

"We are getting there. Patience, child," she smiled. For some reason, I wasn't irritated that she referred to me as child. Somehow, I knew Lucy was so much older than I. She would go on forever. I would shrivel up and die.

Just then, we landed on a dock. I stepped of the boat. There stood three people in suits the same as mine, only they were pink, green and blue. There was also a man, wearing a bowler cap and a suit, completely amiss in this world, yet somehow fitting right in. Beside him stood a woman, dressed in a prim dress straight out of the 1940s. Her hair was tucked up into a white hat and a messenger bag was slung over her shoulder. She was quite pretty, though in her late forties by the looks of it. In between the two of them stood a little girl. She couldn't of been more that six. Her brown was brushed back into twin braids and she wore a starched dress that shone many colors. She grinned at me and I couldn't help grinning back.

"Well, now that we are all here, let's get down to business!" Sergeant Pepper appeared and, with a wave of his hand, a picnic appeared on the grass. I sat down hesitantly, very much confused.

"Well, let's introduce everyone. This is Mr. Kite," he gestured to the man in the bowler, who smiled made a little bow.

"I'm Prudence!" the little girl grinned, playing with her dress.

"My name is Rita," the other woman straightened her bag and sat down.

"And I am Lucy," Lucy smiled reassuringly.

"I'm Joseph, I guess. Everyone just calls me Joe," the guy in the apple green suit said before sitting down.

"I am Kimiko Sakura," the woman in the pink suit said, and I noticed her strong Japanese accent.

"My name is Henry Jameson," the guy in the blue suit sat down as well.

"Well, I'm Molly O'Malley," I smiled as I sat down.

"Lovely, lovely...So, let's discuss the details of your job," Sergeant Pepper served himself a sandwich. Following his lead, I grabbed an apple and took a bite.

"You are to go to 1964 and guide the Beatles through life from behind the scenes. You are not to tell them who you are. You cannot interfere with events that are not connected to them," The Sergeant explained.

"Well, how are we supposed to change their destinies, then?" Joe spoke exactly what I felt. I looked around the group. We were a diverse bunch. Joe was black, and he spoke with a Brooklyn accent. Henry sounded southern and he looked a bit...shy, almost. Sakura was definitely asian. And I, with my flaming red hair and thick accent, was irish through and through.

"And how did you pick us?" Henry spoke up. "I mean, the Beatles were four white men. Here, we have a black guy, two girls and Kimiko is asian!"

"Sakura," I quietly corrected. "In Japan, you say your surname first."

"Sorry, Sakura," Henry looked sheepishly at the woman, who quietly smiled.

"It is okay. Most foreigners do that."

"And, to answer Henry's excellent question, you were all chosen because you have the mental capacity to believe and nothing left to lose," Sergeant Pepper explained.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Joe asked, getting a bit defensive.

"Molly, you had no future back there. An estranged musician. All you had were your cats. Sakura, you are very bright, but no outlet to exert your genius. You needed a way out. Henry, did you honestly think your family would accept who you are? And Joe, you know why you're here," The Sergeant said without blinking.

"Anyway, I will be in charge of disguising you so you will fit into the world you will soon enter. Come," Lucy stood and beckoned us to follow. I stood up and followed her. We silently wound through the forests, by now used to our psychedelic environment. I must admit, though, the portal was a bit disconcerting.

An arch stood on top of a hill, stone grey. Inside were swirls of color, like oil in water. Through the veil, I could see so many things, but they all seemed to focus on The Beatles or us. I stepped forward, transfixed on the arch.

"Well, that shall do nicely," Lucy smiled. I turned to her, confused. Then I noticed my clothes had changed. And so had everything else, once I glimpsed myself in a puddle of what looked like water.

My hair was a murky brown that couldn't seem to decide if it wanted to be curly or straight. I had grown a few inches, making me 5'6. Mud brown eyes completed the look. Bloody hell, I looked normal.

I was wearing a skirt. My clothes looked appropriate for the 60's, sure. Dear lord, did I hate them.

"Yes, you have to wear the skirt," Lucy smirked. I scowled and mentally kicked a wall. After I looked around, though, I realized I had gotten off easy. Sakura had turned into a tall, blonde supermodel, bob and all. Her skirt was easily a few inches shorter than mine.

Henry looked basically the same, only his hair was darker and his eyes were bigger and green. Very green.

Joe was...short. I was only an inch shorter. I couldn't help but smirk at this, seeing as he absolutely towered over me a minute ago. He was white now, with brown hair cut in a Beatle-esque haircut. Brown eyes, normal build. Normal was a good word for him.

None of us were recognisable now. Lucy was a master.

"Are you ready?" she asked us. I nodded and squared my shoulders. The past could bring it on.

"Once you get there, you will know your backgrounds as memories. Just try to keep out of trouble, okay?" Lucy informed us as we approached the portal. "Good luck. I am sure things will go better than last time."

"Last time-" I was cut of as the portal swallowed me, taking me into a psychedelic trance for the second time that day.

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