Beatles REACT

REACT Snippet: George's Fanfiction

John didn't get an opportunity to respond. Paul yanked him down and gave him another bruising kiss.

... okay, I'm kind of ashamed to admit that this is from one of my fics *cringes horrifically* but again, George didn't bloody write this! Why is he stealing my work and using it as his own?

Readers: (...)

That's what you think, is it? Hmm... well, it's feasible. Let's try another. Ooh, here's one called -

Serenity: "Macs? Macs, where are you?"

Oh God, there's Reeny. I better hide this smutty sh*t quickly. *looks around frantically* Hey, would you guys hold onto it for me and make sure Serenity doesn't see it?

Readers: (...)

If you said yes, thanks! And if you said no, you're a selfish bastard and you're holding it anyway. *hands over smutty fanfics*

Serenity: "Oh, there you are! I'm glad you're here! I'm looking for some paper or something to write on. Do you have anything?"

Ahh, shoot. Sorry, chickie, I'm afraid I don't have any paper. Maybe you could check with Paul 'cause he -

Serenity: *peering at the readers* "Who are all these people with the slightly confused faces? So many of them, too! Did Daddy say you could have this many people over, Macs? He never lets me have more than two over at a time!"

No, no, George didn't give me permission or anything. I do this sort of thing every other week. These guys come over, we hang out, have a laugh, then they leave until next time.

Serenity: "Oh! Neat! So... who's here today?"

Well... *peers into the sea of readers* I can recognise a few people, but maybe they'd better tell you themselves.

Serenity: "Okay." *smiles* "Hi there, Readers! My name is Serenity - perhaps you've met me before. What's your name?"

Readers: (...)

Serenity: "Oh, what sweet, lovely names! I wish mine were more like yours."

Is that all you require, Reeny? Y'know, I'm, uh... trying to do a thing here.

Serenity: "Oh, right. Sorry! I'll be on my way now." *pauses* "Hang on. Those people there, they've got several pretty notebooks!"

Oh! Um... what notebooks? I don't see any notebooks!

Serenity: "Those one's there, you silly goose. The reader people are holding them." *giggles* "Except that one over there. She's balancing one on her head!"

Good Lordy... Well, yes, Reeny, they are holding notebooks, but you can't have them. They're strictly private.

Serenity: "Daddy says it's not good to keep secrets." *raises eyebrows*

I don't care what your daddy says! Off you go! Go on!

Serenity: "No way! You're not the boss of me! I'm nearly 14, so I can make my own decisions."

Oh yeah? Well, I'm already 16 and a half, therefore making me older and giving me more authority. In light of this, as I am the authority figure here, I hereby order you to beat it.