Ever since George arrived up to the gates of heaven, he and John had been inseparable ever since. One was never seen without the other, except when it came to using the bathroom but that's besides the point. Of course since they had matured long after the Beatles broke up that one may think they would mostly just write songs together and make the occasional joke about their pasts, but no.

John was still as reckless as ever, even more so now that there was no worry about dying if he did something really stupid, let's be honest if he didn't this would only be a oneshot. Today he had the bright idea to steal a nuclear missile and ride it like a rodeo bull.

"You sure this is safe John?" George asked before getting on.

"Trust me, even if it isn't we're already dead so there wouldn't be any consequences for doing this."

".... If you say so. Oh I'm gonna regret this I know it."

So getting on the missile, John started it up and the two were sent flying in the air at turbo speed.

"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!'

"I'M GETTING CARSICK!!!!"

"HOW CAN YOU BE CARSICK ON A MISSILE?!?!"

"BECAUSE MISSILESICK ISN'T A REAL WORD!!"

More banter was heard as the duo zoomed to and fro, doing loops and sharp drops as if this was the world's most extreme roller coaster. But soon there was trouble... Not that riding on a missile is safe but it definitely seems like it when you compare it to what happened next.

"JOHN!! THERE'S SOMETHING IN FRONT OF YOU!!"

"What? All I see are clouds, trees, Keith Moon on a giant flamingo and a glass wall... A WALL??!!"

But before they had time to react, John had crashed right into a barrier made of some sort of black glass, shattering it completely. "Ow, my head. What did we hit anyways?"

After escaping from the huge pile of rubble that had buried him, George got up and checked out the now completely obliterated wall. "Looks real dark on the other side. I can barely make out anything in there, but it does feel roasting hot."

"Well I'm sure it can't be anything too serious."

But right after he said that sentence, a large winged daemon had flown out of the other side. Then one with crab legs followed suit, before they knew it, a whole pack of monsters had come out!

"Uh, I think we just opened to door to Hell."

"Yeah.... How are we gonna explain this to him?"

"Don't look at me Lennon! I wasn't the one who suggested we fly on a freaking missile!"

"Well how was I supposed to know that we'd release a whole army of hellspawn onto Earth?!"

"Just... You know what, let's just let him know before things get worse."

"You go do that, I'll just stay here a-"

Then George grabbed John's arm and dragged him away from the destroyed barrier. "Come on idiot!"

"Alright alright, we'll both tell him about what happened. I wonder what he's going to say."