On a plane


What will happen at the airport?

John would pretend to be all cool and stuff, but is panicking super hard inside. "Honestly, you guys are being ridiculous. The plane won't fall thousands of miles down into the ocean. At least... I hope it won't."

Paul would make sure that everyone has everything they need, but would overpack. "So we've got all our clothes, our instruments and most importantly, my makeup." "But you packed over two bags worth of your stuff, where are you going to put it on the plane?"

George would constantly be checking the time to make sure they won't be late. "Alright, just an hour, twenty minutes, five seconds and two milliseconds until we board." "Y'know a rough guess would have sufficed George."

Ringo would have to carry everything for the other Beatles. "Why am I always the pack-mule?!"

Now while they're on the plane.

John would immediately fall asleep. "Wake me when we land. *snore*"

Paul would flirt with the female flight attendants. "Hey good looking. You flattered to have the worlds best band on the plane?" "Did anyone tell you how not-subtile you are?"

George would eat all the plane's food, mostly because the pilot was so at awe to have the Beatles on board he didn't notice he just let George into the food storage area. "Did you just..... Eat everything?!" "You let me in here didn't you?"

Ringo would constantly be praying that the plane doesn't crash. "Please let us make it in one piece."

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