Despite Repeated Warnings

Time to Hide

"It's getting better all the time..." Paul hummed. His steering skills had improved immensely.

"Alright, Macca, we get it. You're an optimist and you're the best at steering a cruise ship." John was sick of Paul's happy nature. After all, he was still worried for Yoko's return.

"Guys...I feel sick again..." Ringo gags, dashing to the side of ship and vomiting...noticing someone making an unwanted visit.

"Oh no, not this time!" Yoko shouted, avoiding Ringo's seasickness and weakly crawling onto what was once her cruise ship.

"Did you pirates miss me?"

"How did you manage to get back on? More importantly, what do you want from us?" John stammered.

"I want everything from you. I want you boys dead. This time, I'm not playing around. You can't keep me in jail, and you're not stealing my ship. Time to die..."

"No, I think it's time to hide..." Paul quaked, every Beatle running in a separate direction.

But with no time to truly work out a proper hiding place, they landed themselves in predictable spots.

George and Ringo were easy to locate, so easy that you could probably guess them.

Paul and John were a bit smarter, finding a place that was not yet explored.

"Oh, boys! I have your buddies. If you want to see them again, reveal yourselves..."

John and Paul peered at each other, afraid of the coming death sentence.

"What should we do?" Paul whispered.

"Follow my lead. We're gonna run like the fangirls are out to kill us. 3, 2, 1...HURRY!"

And so they bolted out of the game room. It wasn't like they weren't used to running, but the fans never held swords. The fans just wanted it all from them, lovingly. Yoko? She wanted blood.

Luckily, George and Ringo managed to slip out of her tight grasp, catching up to their fellow friends...until they fell into a hole.

Yoko laughed evilly. "You morons! You've fallen right into my trap! I've been saving this aft hole for a long time, waiting for someone to fall in! Now if you excuse me, I've got to go claim back what is rightfully mine."

Lovely...

If you get the aft hole reference...you deserve one of George's biscuits. Don't worry, I asked him, and with some persuasion, he said it was ok.

A new update! Yay! It's been a little while. Things have just been stressful for my family, plus I have to read a book for my English class next year. But I'll try to update now since things are getting better all the time, not to mention, once this story is over, the next will be fun, no hints though!

Also, all previous chapters have been edited slightly, so if you want, you can go see them 😉