The Yellow Submarine (Beatles) Fanfiction

A/N: Now I have watched almost all the documentaries, interviews and movies and I have to say in this film they did it spot on with Ringo and Paul. John and George on the other hand... I dunno am I just seeing things that are not there? Does anyone else agree or disagree by all means message me or put it on review.

Also I have been reading Beatles fanfics for like three months on wattpad and here... there are so many good story lines but are doomed from the start by either the way one author writes it to having doused with so much drama it is ridiculous and the whole miscarriages or cancer I mean holy chicken noodle soup people! And don't get me started at the Disney instantly fall in love with each other stuff either!

And the frickin love triangles hell I came across an actual love HEXAGON! Good heavens

I mean I really shouldn't be saying much since I suck at grammar at times along with misspelled words, I can admit to that but at least my readers know what is going on.

I do not own the Beatles, this film or the music.... If I did I would a very very very very rich lady.

RFFR please and thank you!

Chapter 4 - Explanations

"So, Nemo." John spoke up as we all relaxed a bit. "Care to explain about your hair?"

I took in a deep breath. "Every ten, twenty or thirty years, a girl in my family would be born with flowers in her hair, there isn't any specific flower, and just whatever fits the girl. The last one had forgotten me knots in her hair, for me however it is roses, which is not good for me since that is one of the Blue Meanies favourite foods."

"Favourite foods?" Ringo asked.

"They may hate music but get them near a field of flowers, specifically roses and they them up like chocolates." I explained as I began to carefully braid my hair.

"Which is why, it was very brave of her to face the dreadful flying glove." Uncle Fred said at the wheel.

"Flying... Glove?" George hesitantly asked.

I wave a hand at him. "Look you will understand once you get to Pepperland, but to do that we have to cross many seas before we reach the sea of hole to get to the sea of green where Pepperland lies."

"Indubitably." Uncle Fred said, pointing his finger up into the air. "And if we want to get there before the Chief Meanie destroys everything that is music and color we must quicken our paste, now quit siting around let's get moving."

The boys and I got up and began working about the submarine. Ringo was helping me clean the windows when he looked out.

"What kind of a sea is this?" he asked me, pointing out the window.

I looked out myself at the window and grinned. "That would be the sea of science."

George looked out the window as well. "Oh yeah."

If you're listening to this song
You may think the chords are going wrong
But they're not
He just wrote it like that

At that moment John pressed something and the next thing anyone knew, another song came on.

"Do you think the submarine is a fan of ours?" Paul asked as familiar voice came on.

When you're listening late at night
You may think the band are not quite right
But they are
They just play it like that

It doesn't really matter what chords I play
What words I say or time of day it is
As it's only a Northern song

"I don't disagree with that." I replied. "Ever since we left Pepperland the submarine just started playing these songs that I now know belongs to you guys, in fact... call me crazy but the submarine led us to Ringo."

"... If I hadn't seen the things I have seen Nemo." John started. "I would have called you crazy but I do not think you are."

It doesn't really matter what clothes I wear
Or how I fare or if my hair is brown
When it's only a Northern song

"So..." Paul spoke up. "The submarine has a crush on us?"

I shook my head giggling. "No Paul I think she just knew that you guys would be the one to help us reclaim our homeland."

"Oh." Paul said.

If you think the harmony
Is a little dark and out of key
You're correct
There's nobody there

And I told you there's no one there

I was about to get up and take my turn at the wheel where Ringo is at when out of the many pipes of the yellow submarine came a creature I have never seen; it was half elephant, dinosaur and warthog. It was quite cute actually.

While the boys and Uncle Fred ran for cover away from the beast I simply stayed where I was and looked at it.

"Ugh! He looks wrong." George exclaimed.

Paul shook his head as he looked at the creature. "He doesn't look at all well."

"In fact, he's horrible." George added, covering his eyes.

"He's so ugly." John spoke up from behind a pipe.

The monster frowned as a tear fell down his face as the other boys agreed.

"Real ugly."

"Leave him alone you bunch of jerks!" I scolded getting closer to the beast as I pet its ear. "I find him quite cute actually."

The creature purred as I continued to pet him, he even went as far as nuzzling its head against my body.

"Oh boy, quick Ringo press a button before she decides to keep the bloody thing." George said.

Ringo went and pressed a random button that opened the floor under the beast, John quickly grabbed me before I fell through with the creature. I went to the window to look at my new friend gently landed onto the ground safely and made its way to what looked like a herd of his kind.

It was at that moment did I realize just exactly where we were; the sea of monsters.

"Ummm, boys, rule number one do not leave the submarine unless you want to be chewed, boiled, stomped, sucked or be torn to shreds." I said nervously as a blue and red creature flew by cackling.

"Well luv, I do not think any of us want to become any of those things so I say we agree to this rule." John replied looking worriedly at all the grinning creatures. "Althugh being sucked on the other han- OW!"

"John!" Paul scolded waving his finger at his band mate. "Just because in the real you are a perv doesn't mean you can sneak your real self into this reality!"

"I think you meant to say don't break the fourth wall like you just did." John said with a raised eyebrow.

"Exacty!"

The others and I blinked at Paul before we looked back out of the window.

"Hey! There's a Cyclops!" George exclaimed pointing at one of the monsters

Pau looked where George was and shook his head. "Can't be he's got two eyes."

"Must be a Bicyclop." Ringo said before looking back out the window. "There's another one, a whole Cyclopedia."

The things these guys think up. I thought shaking my head and looked through the telescope.

Once we passed a turtle... thing, we came across jumping monsters with great big human ears that shoot marbles from their mouths that made a popping sound and odd shapes came out of them. I was quite curious over the cup and kettle monster but I had a feeling it was inappropriate to wonder as to why the kettle need to pour its water into the cup monster.

The next creature was a creature with a human face deer body with a pair of wings that blew a triple scooped ice cream cone. I could only guess it was one of the few nice creatures among the creepy and odd monsters. What came from behind the creature was something ominous; it was blue with a trumpet nose? Mouth? It had a weird design on its chest, mismatched blue boots and a purple and white striped tail.

It sucked the ice cream cone from where it was floating; the winged creature didn't like that so it... burped up a.... gas station tank, a pyramid, and a very colourful tie.

Which reminds me.

"Hey Ringo do you think you would wear a tie like-"

I stopped because the sucker sucked all three of the objects. The winged creature looked really pissed, that is until it realized the blue creature was looking at it hungrily. It tried to fly away but it was too late, the creature already got it in its suction and the winged creature was swallowed whole.

"Did you say something Nemo- whoa!" Ringo dodged me as I sprinted to the steering wheel and practically pulled my uncle out of the seat.

"What has gotten into you Nemo?" my uncle asked, frowning at me.

I knew we would catch its attention seeing how we were a bloody YELLOW submarine I immediately pressed the button that had the word zoom on it.

I was right, it saw us but someone was watching over us because a red ball with purple shoes and a long tongue distracted the beast long enough for us to escape.

I sighed in relief and turned to the boys and my uncle. "The sucking flask creature is on a sucking rampage; Uncle Fred would have seen it too late."

"Oh." Uncle Fred looked out the back window to the blue beast. "Right as usual luv."

"That was a bit terrifying." Paul admitted.

"It was it is amazing we haven't been eaten yeaAhhhh!" I screamed as I swiftly dodged the chopping snake thing.

FOR BLOODY SAKE I CAN'T TAKE MY EYES OFF THESE THINGS!

As we passed and dodged beasts that I couldn't really describe, they looked like something an eight year old would draw after watching a creepy movie.

(Like the yellow Submarine for example)

"There's a school of whales." John announced nodding to the window.

Paul, George, Ringo and I looked out of the other windows and low and behold, a school of whales.

"Don't you mean a herd?" I ask turning my head to John.

"They look a bit old for school." Ringo jumped in before walking to the steering wheel.

"University then." Paul suggested.

I raised an eyebrow. "A university of whales? Really Paul?"

"What?" he asks me putting his hands up and putting on his innocent dog face.

"Well they look like drop outs to me." John said shrugging before walking away from the window.

I shook my head. If I do not go crazy from this trip it will be a miracle.

"Hey Nemo, can I have a turn?" Ringo enquired.

"What? Oh yea go ahead, I need to get back to the telescope anyways, uncle help Ringo out." I whispered the last part to my Uncle.

"No worries luv." He assures me, patting my shoulder.

I nodded in thanks before going back to the telescope.

"You've got to steer clear!" Uncle Fred commanded of the now driver of the sub.

"Steer clear?" Ringo repeats trying to steer around the... drop outs of whales only to be snapped at and pissing off the whales.

"Yes steer, clear?" Fred said sounding a bit annoyed.

"Yes dear." Ringo replied as he pushed a random button.

Ringo apparently had luck on his side because it was the right one to push; the submarine somehow was able to make itself smile which seems to have made the whales to laugh as they passed by us.

I heard a voice outside the sub like a teacher saying 'Pay attention' or something.

"Did you guys hear that to or have I finally gone crazy?" I ask the boys and Uncle Fred.

"No I heard it to luv." John said beside me by the telescope.

"Same here." George he added. "And it wasn't all in the mind this time."

"Now whatever you do don't touch that button." Uncle Fred was telling Ringo.

"Which button?" Ringo asks.

"He is a very confused lad isn't he?" I comment watching the two.

All three boys nod in agreement.

"Has been for a while now." Paul told me.

"That one." Uncle Fred pointed out.

"This one." Ringo the silly man pressed the stupid button.

The next thing anyone knew Ringo was shot out of the Yellow submarine and landed on one of the dinosaur monster, sliding down it's back.

Uncle Fred sighed. "Well that was the panic button."

"God dammit." I groaned covering my face with my hands.

Ringo just reached the end of the dino slide and got on a weird deer like creatures back before the dino could take a bite out of him.

Unfortunately for the dino it ended up biting on its tail.

"Poor Ringo." Paul said sadly.

"Poor lad." George commented. "Never did no harm to nobody."

John looks up from the telescope. "Hey lads, now Ringo's gone what do we do?"

"Learn to sing trios?" Old Fred suggested.

After he said that my head began pounding and I could have sworn I heard girls screaming in either horror or in anger.

"No let's save the poor devil." Paul disagreed.

And just like that the pain was gone.

"Hey Nemo, are you alright?" John asks looking at me with concern.

"Y-yeah I am okay now, don't know exactly where that came from though." I said blinking in befuddlement.

a/n: Can anyone take a guess at what exactly Nemo heard?