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posted by 80smusiclover1
"Ohhhh... Where am I?" George alisema as he slowly woke up. "Exactly as I told wewe we'd proceed to. Welcome to my lair!" Dahlia replied. That response was enough to trigger his anger again, for he found himself in what appeared to be her laboratory. It also didn't help that he had been strapped to an operating table, complete with the helmet-like thing on his head which was connected to a giant robot.

"Grrr!!! This is getting out of hand! I shouldn't have talked with wewe at that pub in the first place!" George exclaimed. "Actually, I'm not who wewe think I am." Dahlia said. "Then who are you, really?" George demanded. "Glad ya asked!" Dahlia replied.

There was a flash of light, and what followed was an evil laugh. "Behold. It is I, Dr. Doria Florahyde!" she declared once her true identity was revealed.

(If you've watched the Beatles Cartoon, wewe may remember her from the episode "If I Fell". In fact, this part of the fanfic has been partially inspired kwa alisema episode. Of course, I added the letter I to her name and made her much zaidi wicked for a twist.)

George could not believe his eyes! "WHAT?! So you're a mad scientist in disguise all along?!?! wewe FOOLED ME!!!" he remarked. "I had to, George Harrison. I hate Rock N' Roll music, and wewe wretched insects are the worst Rock band to have ever graced the United Kingdom! Because of that, I desired to take one of wewe out of the picture kwa using your brain to power up my robot and accomplish my dream of taking over the world!" Doria said. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna have a little chai break before starting the process. And don't bother calling for your bandmates. Chances are, they got Lost while on the way here." She then left the scene with another evil laugh.

Well, George was finally at the point of losing his temper after finding out why his ex-"girlfriend" acted the way she did. With that, he shouted with all his might, "YOU'LL NEVER GET AWAY WITH THIS!!! YOUR DEMISE WILL BE COMING SOON, WHETHER wewe LIKE IT au NOT!!!!!"

But Florahyde was about to be proven wrong, as the other Beatles had made it and began walking down the straight path towards the centre of the woods. "This shall be easy as pie!" John said. "Yep. I can't wait to let that witch have it!" Paul replied. Meanwhile, Ringo was assembling an army of the resident wanyama (consisting of foxes, squirrels, rabbits, badgers, and fallow deer) kwa playing the trumpet which he bought from Harrods. "Come on, everybody! It's an emergency!" he alisema as they followed behind him. John and Paul smirked in return.

TO BE CONTINUED
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posted by 80smusiclover1
When the tamasha came to an end, the lads had their autograph session and even talked with as many mashabiki as they could. Afterwards, they relaxed in the backstage lounge for a couple of hours before returning to the hotel.

"I think we can safely say that this tamasha was a roaring success!" John remarked while he and his mates feasted on some Blackpool Rock (which they bought during their time at the beach). "Can't complain there! I've already got the same feeling for our inayofuata stops on this tour!" George replied. "Me too, Geo. I'm also looking mbele to encountering and chatting with even more...
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posted by 80smusiclover1
"Woah, that was incredible!" Laura alisema once her father finished telling the story (as well as their donuts and hot drinks). "Indeed. I'd have to concur with the bus driver; wewe and your bandmates really were destined for greatness!" Pattie added.

"I'm glad wewe enjoyed it, me ladies! Of course, that's only the beginning; for I've got some zaidi stuff from this period to share with ye over the following weeks." George replied. "Goodie! Can't wait for those!" Laura replied. "Here-here!" Pattie said. "Splendid! Until then, whaddya say we continue on with our lovely walk?" George said. His wife and daughter nodded in agreement.

With that, they disposed the empty box and cups in a nearby trash bin and went on to enjoy the rest of their park day.

THE END
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posted by Rubyrings
It was cold in the gloomy basement, and dark. And the Beatles were all so hungry, and thirsty, and bored. There was absolutely nothing in their little corner, save for the dripping end of a pipe that could prolong their lives a little bit, leaking a tiny amount of water into their prison. It wasn’t enough to satisfy any of them, though. And sooner au later, they were going to need food. And while there might be an accidental chanzo of water in here, there was no way to get food.
How could they have been so wrong about their girlfriends? Now that the boys looked back on it, they could think...
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posted by Rubyrings
Emma leaned out over the airstrip fence, peering anxiously at the runway. The Beatles were supposed to be leaving town today, but she hadn’t seen any sign of them. It wasn't the first time they hadn't appeared when they were supposed to on this tour, either. The Beatles had never shown up to their fans' meet-and-greet the night before. Emma and the other mashabiki had waited for hours, finally dissolving into despair when it became clear that the Beatles weren’t coming. Some girls had cried, and others had screamed their disapproval, and others had tried to push their way mbele to see if the...
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posted by Rubyrings
The inayofuata evening, the Beatles played another concert. Their minds weren’t really on it, though; they were on their quest to find new girlfriends.
After the concert, the Beatles ran out into the cool night air, pursued kwa their fans. “I upendo you, John!” “Kiss me, Paul!” “Marry me, Ringo!” “George! George! I need you!”
None of these girls were what the Beatles were looking for. They put on a burst of speed, leaving the disappointed crowd behind. “In there!” called Paul, pointing to a small, out-of-the-way pub in an alleyway just ahead.
The Beatles made their way to this pub...
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posted by Rubyrings
The inayofuata couple of days passed in a blur of practising what Brian had advised. The boys played their songs in their hotel room, and in between they practised speaking to an imaginary audience the way he had alisema they should. At first, the foursome all took turns doing this, but Paul loved being the one to speak to the mashabiki so much that he started taking zaidi and zaidi turns, until at last his bandmates decided to just let Paul do all the talking on stage.
On the siku after their adventure in the department store, Brian took the boys to get haircuts. He advised them to all pick the same hairstyle:...
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I was born in 1960. My parents didn't approve of rock & roll, au of anything the youth was doing back then, and I remember they tried to shield me from a lot of it. I didn't really understand it at that age. I only know there was a lot of them making sure I didn't see au hear au wear certain things, and they always said, "I hope Carrie doesn't grow up like them". They always made sure my skirts weren't too short before they let me buy them. And they were very strict about which radio stations I listened to. So I went through that whole decade never hearing about the Beatles.
Now I'm grateful...
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posted by ChiliPepperLuv
Introduction
The Beatles are loved kwa millions of people around the world, including myself. I have loved the Beatles since I was twelve years old, and my upendo has continued to grow since then. Unfortunately, not everyone understands my passion and upendo for the Beatles. My sister gives me crap about it all the time. Always going, "Your obsession is weird." zaidi frequently, she says, "You HAD to like the Beatles." Rambling aside, I am focusing on how I got into the Beatles and why I upendo them.

How I Learned About the Beatles
I first learned about the Beatles when I was twelve years old. I...
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posted by 80smusiclover1
"So that's the end of the story! We hope wewe enjoyed listening to it. Once again, Gary Crimble and many Rudolphs, Beatle people! See wewe all in the inayofuata year!", alisema John as he delivered the closing remarks to their krisimasi message. The room was soon filled with loud claps and cheers. Laura said, "That was bloody amazing, uncle John! I had a great time playing my role!" Pattie added, "So did I, darling!" George remarked, "Make that three of us, me ladies! I'd even say that out of the messages we've recorded thus far, this year's was the absolute best!" Ringo replied, "Can't complain there,...
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posted by 80smusiclover1
Our Corgi-fied Heroes had been making great progress with their mission so far as they followed the signal of the necklace. It was also a good thing that there were no distractions from those passing kwa due to their assumption of them being stray dogs. About a while later, the mkufu lit up and beeped again. George said, "Seems like we've got some kind of message this time, ma'am!" Elizabeth replied, "We certainly have, and it's from Lucky himself!" Pattie asked, "So what does it say, then? Where is he?" Elizabeth continued, "I am at the Battersea Power Station, locked in a cage kwa Sinister...
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posted by 80smusiclover1
Back at the hotel, Pattie was all set in her outfit for the chajio, chakula cha jioni tarehe and was just waiting for George and Laura to return while sipping a cup of tea. Just then, she heard someone knocking, to which she responded, "The door is open!" It then did so, and the person who came in was...Oh, no! Adam himself, and he certainly didn't look pleasant at all! However, thanks to her newfound courage, Pattie came up to him with a stern face. She said, "Where have wewe been gallivanting all this time, ye heartless bastard?" Adam replied, "Oh, I've just been hanging out at some pubs and drinking beer." He...
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