The next day, George was strolling around Trafalgar Square when he saw Wendy sitting by one of the fountains. The teenage fan was on the verge of crying again as she was still recovering from what happened yesterday. She had also hoped that her favourite Beatle would come back and make up for it.

As a few tears streamed down, she felt George wrap his arms around her and dry them with his free hand. "It's all right, love," he soothed. "Don't cry. I'm here." "G-Georgie?" Wendy responded, then looked up and perked almost immediately at the sight of his handsome face. She said, "Oh, Georgie! I am...

The first day of March had finally arrived, and the Beatles were on their way back to Abbey Road Studios for the tour rehearsals. Once they met inside and got their instruments prepared, John exclaimed, "Are ya mates ready?!" George replied, "As ready as we'll ever be, pal! Hit it!" They then had a grand time over the next two hours while taking water breaks in between.

When the lads were done, they proceeded to the meeting room for some pizza and Dr. Pepper. "Those rehearsals were mighty gear, me chaps! We now have the rest of the month to get ourselves all set for this Spring tour." John remarked....

When the concert came to an end, the lads had their autograph session and even talked with as many fans 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 concert 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 next stops on this tour!" George replied. "Me too, Geo. I'm also looking forward to encountering and chatting with even more...

Even as the showdown was approaching an hour since it started, the other Beatles were having the time of their lives in making Doria suffer. At this point, the mad scientist was battered, bruised, and even bleeding. "Call off these nasty vermins!!!" she shouted as the foxes and squirrels held on to her. "Nope, not a chance!" Ringo replied. "That's what ye get for calling us insects, ya witch!" John added. "And for brainwashing our dearest friend, too!" Paul said.

At that moment, they heard a familiar voice which made them smile: "Need some help, me mates?" And there, marching into the kitchen,...

"That's the end of her," George said after staring at the hole on the roof and taking a deep breath. "She won't be waking up again." Ringo exclaimed, "All right! We did it!" John said, "That was one heck of a fight, Geo!" Paul added, "Indeed! We're very proud of you!" "Heh! Thanks, me mates!" George smiled.

He then told them, "I'd also like to apologise for not taking your warnings about finding a date seriously. I guess I just got a bit carried away by my wish to get married early. Can you please forgive me?" John placed a hand on his shoulder and replied, "It's okay, buddy. We already have....

Finding Doria's lair turned out to be a breeze, for while the mad scientist was sipping on her drink, she heard the door open and shut with a loud bang. "Hey, I thought no one else could look for this place of mine!" she said. "Surprise, surprise! That is, until now." a man's voice replied.

Doria then saw something she didn't expect to see again: Three very angry-looking mop-topped lads were coming into the kitchen and approaching her with marching footsteps.

"Oh, great. Somehow, I knew you'd end up here." she groaned. "Pretty clever, eh?" John replied. "Now tell us," Paul demanded. "Where is...

The sun had begun to set as George ran as fast as his legs could carry him back to Hyde Park. He said while doing so, "I hope me mates are still in there! Asking that poor excuse for a woman out was such a big mistake."

However, Dahlia wasn't quite ready to give up yet. Even though she no longer had control over George's mind, the necklace had managed to help her catch up to him just as he was getting closer to the park's gates.

Then... it happened: A small towel with a splat of chloroform was placed on his mouth, causing him to slow down and feel dizzy for a few seconds. "So ya think you could...

"Ohhhh... Where am I?" George said as he slowly woke up. "Exactly as I told you 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 you at that pub in the first place!" George exclaimed. "Actually, I'm not who you think I am." Dahlia said. "Then who are you, really?"...

Before long, it was time for the concert, and the lads (now dressed in suits) were at the backstage as they got themselves fully prepared. "All right, mates! This is the moment we've been waiting for. Are you ready to get the show started?!" John exclaimed, sounding like a football coach pumping up his team for a highly-anticipated match. Paul, George, and Ringo responded with a resounding "YES!!!", which was quickly followed by one loud high five. With that, an announcement for the audience was heard while they walked through the tunnel-like entrance...

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are very proud...

(Flashback...)

So this happened on February 1964. Just a day after my 21st birthday, we were about to begin our rehearsals for the new tour when I had wanted to try my luck on dating someone. Me mates, however, warned me to be careful as they thought this wasn't the right time yet and that there are women who can take advantage of us for their own gain. Let me tell ya, what unfolded would turn out to be quite a learning experience on my part!

The Beatles were currently in Abbey Road Studios and had just wrapped up a meeting which pertained to their upcoming tour. "All right, so we'll start rehearsing...

*Disclaimer: This is my teacher's words. It's her story from her childhood, I'm just repeating it. This is her story. :)

So, my sixth grade teacher revealed to my class one day that she had met George Harrison when she was a kid. This is how her story to us went.
Her late father was a missionary and basically traveled all over the world so my teacher and her sister (who was also my teacher in college) pretty much lived everywhere. And in 1963 they finally made it back to America and while living there they reconnected with a couple they had befriended in England. And according to her while they...

It was an unusual group that came walking into the restaurant (a nice restaurant, but not the same one the Beatles had taken their unfortunate first girlfriends to) a couple of hours later: the four girls, still smelling of blood and looking like they’d just won a fight; the four Beatles, rumpled and in need of a change of clothes and perhaps a shave, though still as gorgeous as ever; and one very large dog, who stuck close to Jenna but would periodically pad over to Ringo and lick his hand.
“We don’t allow dogs in...” the waiter started to say, but then stopped when he saw the Beatles....

Finding the Beatles turned out to be easier said than done.
“What is this place?” gasped Emma, as the four girls and one dog stepped out the kitchen’s other entrance into what they had expected to be another room or a hallway.
Instead, the space was filled with any number of doorways and paths, each one twisting off in a different direction. Some of these hallways separated later on into other hallways, and most of them had multiple doors in the sides. The girls hadn’t realized how mazelike the house was before, because the front entrance led pretty straightforwardly into the kitchen....

Natalya, Emily, May, and Morag did not expect to have visitors, or that anyone would ever stumble on their secret location. No one ever came out here, and no one had ever had any reason before to think that there might be a house tucked into this corner of the woods, much less to try and find the place. Besides, even if someone did manage to stumble on their house, the place looked far from inviting. It was made of rough grey stone, twisting towards the sky like some misshapen castle, and the rooms inside had a most confusing layout for anyone who didn’t live there and already know the place,...

The Beatles took their girlfriends out for a fancy dinner in a nice restaurant with dark, secluded tables where no one could see them to bother them. All four Beatles felt a little uncomfortable in the back of their minds, knowing this was the first time they had even not shown up when their fans were expecting to see them. But sitting here in the candlelight with their best girls, these thoughts seemed somehow unimportant, and were pushed aside.
“Let’s go back and get the car,” Paul said, as they stepped out into the chilly night air a few hours later. “I can drive us up to your house.”...

For the rest of their week in town, the Beatles spent every free minute with their new girlfriends. They took long walks in the chilly late-fall air, the Beatles holding their girlfriends’ hands after receiving cool nods of permission. This activity, though, meant that the fans could see them, and many of them made it clear that they were not happy about the Beatles’ choice of girlfriend at all.
“Stupid girls,” muttered Emily again, as she and John passed a small crowd of teenagers who glared at Emily and cast pleading looks at John.
“These ignorant teenagers should be locked away for...

When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom
Let it be

And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom
Let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be

And when the broken-hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer
Let it be

For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer
Let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Yeah, there will be an answer
Let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom...

Paul hoped the subject of names wouldn't come up again; the whole thing was making him very uncomfortable. He didn't like having to pretend like this, but he didn't see what else he could do. He steered the conversation to anything else that popped into his head as he, Ringo, and Winston took their adjoining seats on the plane. Winston grinned at these increasingly random topics with a teasing expression, and Paul, hastily casting his mind around for a topic that would be completely natural to bring up, said, "Do you like rock-and-roll music, Ringo?"
Ringo perked up. "I love it! That's what...

We now move on to Harrods, where the "couple" was currently in a shopping trip of sorts. "After this, we shall proceed to my lair in Epping Forest. Would you like that?" Dahlia said as she decided to buy a pocket watch. "I'd love to." George replied, still under the spell. "Excellent!" Dahlia replied. "Mm-hmm." George nodded.

It wasn't long until the other Beatles entered the department store, and with a gut feeling that a showdown was on its way, they went to look for some items that could function as makeshift weapons. "I'm not one who advocates for killing, but I've got a strong urge to kill...

Meanwhile, George (who was beginning to have second thoughts about the "relationship") had just managed to free himself from Dahlia's grasp by telling her to watch the swans for a moment. Luckily, he soon spotted an approaching fan and went straight to greet her with a hug, to which she excitedly returned.

"I'm so happy to see you, Georgie! You're my favourite Beatle!" The fan said afterwards. "Likewise, love. Thank you!" George smiled. He then said, "If ye don't mind me asking, what's your name?" The fan replied, "I don't mind it at all. My name's Wendy." George replied, "How veddy nice! So,...