Susan Leigh had planned this all perfectly. She would slip into the boot of the Beatles’ car while everyone else was distracted, while the Beatles were running away from all her fellow fans and they tried to catch the Beatles by chasing them. She would stow away to their hotel with them, hidden by the instruments and luggage in the back. And then when the boot was opened, and the Beatles found her, she would climb out and face her beloved boys, and she would look deep into Paul’s dreamy eyes and say....
“Eee! Paul!! Huminaminama....”
The Beatles stared at her. Susan twisted her fingers together nervously, eyes shining with excitement and tears. What had she wanted to say again? She knew she’d thought of something, but – oh, there were Paul’s eyes for real, those breathtaking long lashes, and – what colour were they? Susan had always wondered about that, and now even looking at them up close in person, she couldn’t tell.
“Umignabah,” she stammered. Or something like that. Come on, Susan! She’d played this out in her head a million times....
“Oh – hello,” said Paul, in his wonderful soft, warm voice. “What were you doing in our boot?”
Paul had spoken to her... Susan could hardly believe it. With a squeal, she launched herself at Paul, arms outstretched to wrap around his neck... She just had to kiss him right now, this wonderful, beautiful man....
An arm reached out in front of her, blocking her way and pushing her backwards. “Maybe you’d better leave now,” said the Beatles’ driver sternly.
“No! No, I... Paul!” cried Susan, straining to get closer, stretching out her hand to Paul, hoping desperately that he’d take it. There was so much she’d wanted to say to him – and now she couldn’t remember any of it. How could she leave before she’d even got the chance?
But the Beatles were already going, heading for the door while Susan struggled to follow. The Beatles’ driver held her back until the Fabs were inside. “Paul!” she cried, tears falling from her big blue eyes. “I love you!!”
Paul turned in the doorway, giving Susan a small wave with his slender left hand – and then he was gone. Susan collapsed in a heap on the ground, sobbing outright now, as their driver let go of her and made his own way towards the door with the instruments. She wouldn’t be able to follow them now. The Beatles would have gone up to their room, and the hotel would never give her the room number, not even if she told them how she and Paul were meant for one another....
Why hadn’t she been able to talk to them? She’d spoken to her mum about the Beatles coming here when she’d first found out. “What do I say to them, Mum?” Her mum had told her that the Beatles were just ordinary people like anyone else, and she should talk to them as though they were. But Susan, who had always been rather shy, knew she wouldn’t get anywhere with the Beatles if she talked to them the way she’d talk to anyone else. So she’d planned a speech in which she told the Beatles how much she loved them and told Paul that she would be his forever – and even now, she still couldn’t remember a single word of it.
Her mum had been wrong. The Beatles weren’t ordinary people like anyone else. Ordinary people didn’t make you feel the way she’d felt when she’d first seen Paul for real just now. Ordinary people didn’t make your heart beat a million times faster, until your thoughts were completely overwhelmed and you were reduced to a sobbing heap, knowing that your life would never, never be complete until you and he were together....
Susan sat up, smoothing her short brown hair, which had gotten messed up in the car boot, trying to work the flip back into it. She had to make this work somehow. Because Paul was anything but ordinary, and that one little taste of seeing him had only made her want him more.
“Eee! Paul!! Huminaminama....”
The Beatles stared at her. Susan twisted her fingers together nervously, eyes shining with excitement and tears. What had she wanted to say again? She knew she’d thought of something, but – oh, there were Paul’s eyes for real, those breathtaking long lashes, and – what colour were they? Susan had always wondered about that, and now even looking at them up close in person, she couldn’t tell.
“Umignabah,” she stammered. Or something like that. Come on, Susan! She’d played this out in her head a million times....
“Oh – hello,” said Paul, in his wonderful soft, warm voice. “What were you doing in our boot?”
Paul had spoken to her... Susan could hardly believe it. With a squeal, she launched herself at Paul, arms outstretched to wrap around his neck... She just had to kiss him right now, this wonderful, beautiful man....
An arm reached out in front of her, blocking her way and pushing her backwards. “Maybe you’d better leave now,” said the Beatles’ driver sternly.
“No! No, I... Paul!” cried Susan, straining to get closer, stretching out her hand to Paul, hoping desperately that he’d take it. There was so much she’d wanted to say to him – and now she couldn’t remember any of it. How could she leave before she’d even got the chance?
But the Beatles were already going, heading for the door while Susan struggled to follow. The Beatles’ driver held her back until the Fabs were inside. “Paul!” she cried, tears falling from her big blue eyes. “I love you!!”
Paul turned in the doorway, giving Susan a small wave with his slender left hand – and then he was gone. Susan collapsed in a heap on the ground, sobbing outright now, as their driver let go of her and made his own way towards the door with the instruments. She wouldn’t be able to follow them now. The Beatles would have gone up to their room, and the hotel would never give her the room number, not even if she told them how she and Paul were meant for one another....
Why hadn’t she been able to talk to them? She’d spoken to her mum about the Beatles coming here when she’d first found out. “What do I say to them, Mum?” Her mum had told her that the Beatles were just ordinary people like anyone else, and she should talk to them as though they were. But Susan, who had always been rather shy, knew she wouldn’t get anywhere with the Beatles if she talked to them the way she’d talk to anyone else. So she’d planned a speech in which she told the Beatles how much she loved them and told Paul that she would be his forever – and even now, she still couldn’t remember a single word of it.
Her mum had been wrong. The Beatles weren’t ordinary people like anyone else. Ordinary people didn’t make you feel the way she’d felt when she’d first seen Paul for real just now. Ordinary people didn’t make your heart beat a million times faster, until your thoughts were completely overwhelmed and you were reduced to a sobbing heap, knowing that your life would never, never be complete until you and he were together....
Susan sat up, smoothing her short brown hair, which had gotten messed up in the car boot, trying to work the flip back into it. She had to make this work somehow. Because Paul was anything but ordinary, and that one little taste of seeing him had only made her want him more.
Our heroes eventually decided to go on two rounds of rides and games, complete with a snack break in between. This would then be capped off with a spectacular light and sound show later in the evening.
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The former itself mainly consisted of four classic staples (Ferris wheel, carousel, roller coaster, and bumper cars), which were all themed around the holiday. There was even a dark ride with sleighs as the special vehicle! All of these were a lot of fun.
The same can be said for the latter, with Laura winning a gingerbread teddy bear after achieving a high score at the Skee-Ball tent. And because of the carnival's sponsor, chocolate bars were also handed out as prizes.
(End of montage scene)
"That was some splendid stuff, honey!" Pattie exclaimed. "Tell me about it, sweetheart!" George replied. Laura and the other Beatles responded with smiles and nods.
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(A montage scene follows suit)
The former itself mainly consisted of four classic staples (Ferris wheel, carousel, roller coaster, and bumper cars), which were all themed around the holiday. There was even a dark ride with sleighs as the special vehicle! All of these were a lot of fun.
The same can be said for the latter, with Laura winning a gingerbread teddy bear after achieving a high score at the Skee-Ball tent. And because of the carnival's sponsor, chocolate bars were also handed out as prizes.
(End of montage scene)
"That was some splendid stuff, honey!" Pattie exclaimed. "Tell me about it, sweetheart!" George replied. Laura and the other Beatles responded with smiles and nods.
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The carnival itself was located outside of, and just a few blocks away from the namesake palace. It was even modeled after a seaside amusement park!
"Has it really been three years since we went to this place?" Laura told her father, and referring to the time when she got lost in the castle's maze. "I know, darling! Nothing much has changed, come to think of it." George replied. "Yeah, that's for sure." Laura replied. "Oh, I recall you telling me about what happened during your visit. Once again, I'm glad you were all right, my dear." Pattie said. Laura responded with a smile. "And it made me happy that those girls apologised when we saw them while having dinner, too." George added. "I second that, mate." John remarked. Paul, Ringo, and Sparkie agreed.
Once the group went inside the carnival, they got a map and studied it for the next fifteen minutes.
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"Has it really been three years since we went to this place?" Laura told her father, and referring to the time when she got lost in the castle's maze. "I know, darling! Nothing much has changed, come to think of it." George replied. "Yeah, that's for sure." Laura replied. "Oh, I recall you telling me about what happened during your visit. Once again, I'm glad you were all right, my dear." Pattie said. Laura responded with a smile. "And it made me happy that those girls apologised when we saw them while having dinner, too." George added. "I second that, mate." John remarked. Paul, Ringo, and Sparkie agreed.
Once the group went inside the carnival, they got a map and studied it for the next fifteen minutes.
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As the group made their way down the dark coaches, it became more obvious that the ghost had indeed taken control of the train. Confirming this even further was when George held the lamp over one of the empty seats.
"Hmm... It seems like other passengers are being held hostage by that wretched phantom as well." He remarked. "Oh, so that must be the reason why the fireman was thankful about finding us. We've been spared!" Laura replied. "Yeah, I guess going to sleep must've had something to do with this." Ringo said. Sparkie nodded in agreement. Pattie then asked, "So how exactly are we gonna face the phantom, sweetie?" George replied, "Let's continue walking; I'm sure there's an emergency exit plan and maybe a rope or two which we can use to climb to the top." Pattie replied, "Okay. Good idea!" Laura and Ringo agreed.
And they did, while the engine made a roar-like sound in an attempt to scare them. It failed.
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"Hmm... It seems like other passengers are being held hostage by that wretched phantom as well." He remarked. "Oh, so that must be the reason why the fireman was thankful about finding us. We've been spared!" Laura replied. "Yeah, I guess going to sleep must've had something to do with this." Ringo said. Sparkie nodded in agreement. Pattie then asked, "So how exactly are we gonna face the phantom, sweetie?" George replied, "Let's continue walking; I'm sure there's an emergency exit plan and maybe a rope or two which we can use to climb to the top." Pattie replied, "Okay. Good idea!" Laura and Ringo agreed.
And they did, while the engine made a roar-like sound in an attempt to scare them. It failed.
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"Man, it feels so cozy in here!" Laura said after the group had taken their seats. "You can say that again, darling! Simply perfect for an overnight journey." Pattie replied. "Oh, and look! We even have our veddy own dinner menu!" George chimed in as he held up the mini booklet. "Then that makes it even better!" Pattie remarked. Ringo said, "Most definitely! I think this will be both a fun and relaxing ride. How 'bout you, Sparks?" The hedgehog made a noise that sounded like he was saying, "Indeed!" George, Laura, and Pattie nodded in agreement.
Before long, it was time for the train to leave. The ticket inspector came to check and stamp all of the boarding passes while the driver and fireman got themselves ready inside the engine. Afterwards, the guard blew his whistle and with a loud "PEEP! PEEP!", they were on their way!
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Before long, it was time for the train to leave. The ticket inspector came to check and stamp all of the boarding passes while the driver and fireman got themselves ready inside the engine. Afterwards, the guard blew his whistle and with a loud "PEEP! PEEP!", they were on their way!
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