Meanwhile in a lone prison cell, the two scientists were grumbling away. They couldn't believe that after so long they were caught in the act, and by some manager they hadn't cared about. "We should have invited him along when we had the chance, but no! You said there wouldn't be any use in mutating him as well, now he's the one who exposed us!"

"Well how was I supposed to know they would have escaped? I told you we should have given them stronger binds!! And we should have started when we knew we had all four of them in our hands!"

"If you two are quite done you'll be happy to know you have some visitors." An officer called.

Getting up and handcuffed, Dr.s Himmel and Tobias lumbered over to another room. They were expecting to see the mutated Beatles and Brian waiting for them inside, but it seemed they weren't the only ones around.

"Wha-where did you all come from?! I thought they'd all be dead by now!" The shorter scientist panicked, backing away to the door. Four other mutants accompanied the main band, all furious at the duo.

"You made us like this!!" A tree mutant with star shaped abscess lumps all over growled. "You coaxed us to that damn diner just to use us as guinea pigs and for what?! Just so you could see us struggling?!"

"Well this was supposed to allow you to gain the minerals from sunlight, I suppose it had some drawbacks."

"Some drawbacks?! You turned me into a cystic tree! It took me months to finally regain some shred of humanity!! You locked us all up in the cellar, didn't even think of finding a way to change us back! You didn't think that would have been easier than having us remaining monsters!"

"Well here's the thing, we have plenty of different mutation serums. What makes you think we would have tried looking for an antidote with all the other works we have? Just you wait, we have invented powdered food, vitamin fortified desserts and even a way to get electrolytes into the body with a simple drink!"

"You know what else you've invented? That damn serum that doesn't wear off and no way to change back! You turned me into a giant millipede wolf thing!" Another man shot up.

"And look at my limbs! Oh right, I haven't got any!! I got nothing but tentacles!" The third snapped, lunging for Dr. Himmel's throat, however he was stopped by Paul.

"I get it, you guys are mad. But resorting to violence isn't the answer, they're already arrested and are gonna stay here for ten years. Besides, we're here to find a way to cure you." The bat Beatle assured him.

"But-"

"We'll make sure they don't ever do this again if they ever get out of jail." George smirked, skittering to the duo, freaking them out. "You wouldn't like it if we ever tried turning you into something sick and twisted would you?"

"I.. I suppose not.."

"Because what you did nearly cost Ringo his life, nearly all of ours even. We'd have torn you to shreds the moment we got him out of that gas chamber, but we knew that killing wouldn't have made us any better than you scum. So we'll let the authorities to deal with you, if you agree to make a cure we might be able to get the police to shorten your sentence."

However the two mad scientists weren't planning on doing anything for the ones who exposed them, not to mention they had no clue on how to reverse any effects their serums did. "Well then, it looks like we're just gonna have to make up a cure ourselves. Now that the diner lab is completely empty we can all go, no longer having to worry about these two trying to pull any more gross tests on us."

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"I don't think we ever got your names, who are you guys?"

The tree mutant was first to introduce himself. "I'm Mike, me and my group were filming our show at the diner when those guys told me to come in for a talk. Course what they meant was injecting me with that green glop."

"Me? I'm Reginald Dwight, but onstage I go by Elton. Those guys told me I could have been able to play a hundred keys at once if I went with them, didn't think it would mean turning me into... This.."

"We won't be like this for long darling. Oh! Before I forget I'm Freddie."

"I bet you guys are famous singers too right? What do those guys have against rock and roll?"

"Search me, but at least they won't be any trouble of ours anymore. Ah! This log book must have some kind of cure in here, let's see... There's a serum for animals, plants, crossbreeds, wait, it looks like there's something for humans in here."

The ingredients needed were the DNA of a human, the cheek swab of a singer, the fingernail of a pianist, the calloused skin from a guitarist and to mix it up it needs the music of a full rock band. "How very convenient, it looks like music really is the solution to all our problems.

The three newcomers were more than eager to give their share of ingredients, Brian supplied a lock of hair as DNA, all that was left for the Beatles to stir up a song. "Good thing we brought along our guitars and a tambourine, one can never know when we'd need to bless the world with our heavenly vocals. Especially when we regained our humanity thanks to it."

Time for a ditty, the mixture reacting with every note they sung. Despite not adding in any liquids, the different ingredients all dissolved together into a rich purple sludge. "So... I guess we gotta get another injection."

"Hey just be glad we don't have to drink this stuff."

Their arms ached badly from being punctured once again, but it was all worth it when the seven musicians found themselves slowly but surely returning to their former selves. The three first victims had been mutated so long they almost forgotten what they used to look like, as did the three youngest Beatles.

"Wow.. It's been so long but now we're all human again!" Ringo cheered, he was mutated for less than a day but it felt like years. "You know? We ought to celebrate now that we never have to worry about being lab rats for some high off their rocker scientists."

"As long as it doesn't involve us going into a diner."

"Nah, we'll bake a big cake for us all! And make sure to invite all the bandmates who must have missed you, we can all sing the night away."

"You said it, it's been so long since we could go onstage to perform! We couldn't even sing to each other until we overheard you facing John the first time. If the fans ever found out what they did the story would have ended right at the first chapter!"

"Haha yeah maybe. But now let's not worry about those guys, not when we have a party to start!"

And so the Beatles, their fatherly manager and their brand new musician friends all gathered together at the hotel, all ready to have a wonderful night out.