The soft hotel bed was a nice change from the springy cot Ringo had to put up with for so long. He almost completely sank into the mattress as he dozed the night away. "Hopefully those doctors don't realize I'm gone just yet, I know it was rash of me to run off before I fully recovered but I couldn't stand another minute away from my brothers!"

When he awoke the next day he found that Brian was already in his room, opening the curtains to let the soft sunlight enter. "Well.. Richard, I refrained from asking you this yesterday, since you and the others were so happy to see each other. How come you got to come home so early? Your stitches haven't even been removed yet."

"Well I... Ummm...."

"Ringo? Did you run away?"

With Brian's soft voice, the drummer knew he couldn't lie to him. "I did.. I couldn't help it, I kept having horrid dreams that something bad happened while I was away! I needed to come back, I missed you all.."

"We.. We missed you too, but what you did was dangerous, not to mention incredibly irresponsible of you. You could have gotten hurt!"

"But I didn't, I'm still alright here. I'm just a bit cold after all that running to get here.. I'm only relieved the others are improving, they matter more than I do.."

"But that doesn't mean you should risk your life for us all, we care deeply about you too." His manager said softly, stroking Ringo's soft brown hair. "We love you Richie, and will always make sure you're okay."

"Aww... Thank you. And speaking of better, the others may have their humanity back but not their old bodies..."

"We still don't know what to do about this, how exactly did they transform?"

"There was this bright green liquid they were injected with, I don't know what it exactly was but I'm sure it was a mix of different chemicals. There has to be another scientist there, one who can actually help us!"

Ringo was certain Dr.s Tobias and Himmel couldn't have been the only two evil geniuses around, surely there must have been someone else at the party that night who could have known what was going on. "They were probably all projections, but surely there had to be someone else.. Or maybe there was some kind of school or university they got their stuff from."

"Hmm, there could be. But first we'll need to know what's in that stuff they were injected with, would we need to try and drain it out or does it need a cure? Hopefully it's the former.."

What they didn't know was that the mutated Beatles were listening in to them from the other side of the door. "Ringo's gonna cure us! But what if there is no cure?.." John whispered to the others.

"Don't lose hope Johnny, it's always getting better all the time."

"It can't get much worse I guess."

George simply nodded, while he was able to speak English he'd still prefer to chirp. The trio were properly used to their new states, but to become fully human again would be a dream come true. They couldn't even remember the last time they looked like they did in the pictures.

"Wait, those two jerks who made us like this are probably looking for us!"

"They'd still think Ringo's in the hospital, hopefully that should buy us some time to find a cure in their creepy lab.."

All the while, they thought better safe than sorry. Paul and John scavenged the room for a disguise while George plucked a few of his feathers to make into a fake beard. Sure enough it would be a convincing cover up for the still human Beatle.

With a toque to cover up his hair, sunglasses to obscure his bright blue eyes, elevated shoes to make him look a few centimeters taller and of course the feather beard, Ringo was all set to do some investigating. "I just hope this is enough to fool those two into thinking I'm someone else.."

"I'm sure it will, I don't even recognize you now! Just don't speak and they won't know it's you." Brian assured the drummer. "But just in case anything happens I managed to find some walkie talkies at the shop nearby. If you're hurt or caught just contact us right away, we'll be there from us to you."

"Aw... Thanks guys, but I'm sure I'll be alright. I'll ring you up as soon as I find a way to fix you all. After that things will go right back to the way they were, I'm sure of it. We'll be singing with each other, dancing around the studio and so much more before you know it. And of course who could forget going home to our wives and kids?"

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"Okay.. Good, there's no one here right now.." Ringo thought, sneaking back into the large and now eerie diner. "I'll just pop in for a quick check and then rush right back out."

The entire lab was a mess, dried blood stained the floor after John's first encounter with him. "I can't believe I almost died here... No, the others need me. I can't break down on them now.."

On the table were several beakers full of different multicoloured chemicals, but none of them were the same bright green that mutated his bandmates.

"Nothing, wait what's this chart?"

Picking it up, Ringo found it was a list of ingredients for the different serums. "Let's see now.. Dried retinas, walrus DNA, vampire bat saliva, fossilized Pteranodon scales and goblin shark blood. This must be it! There has to be a recipe for a cure here somewh-"

But before he could finish his sentence, his arms were grabbed and mouth covered. "Thought you could get away that easily?"

His blood ran cold when he found himself staring right at the very vial of green slime he set out to find. "You.. You wouldn't.."

"You won't say a word of this to anyone when we're done with you." Dr. Himmel smirked. "It's time this little Beatle to have his shot. Hmm?"

His eyes widened, he couldn't reach for his walkie talkie with both his hands tied behind his back, but by some sheer luck he managed to flip the on switch. "Oh please come.. Hurry guys quick!"