"John, stop, it's just cornflakes..." Paul said in a motherly tone.
John was pacing back and forth in the living room.
"Yeah, there MY CORNFLAKES!"
"I- ugh, I'm done!" Paul went back into his bedroom.
"I'm not even going to ask what happened," Ringo said while getting up and grabbing his coat.
"Where you goin'?" John questioned.
"I don't know, somewhere!" Ringo yelled back to him, he closed the door, which left a creek.
Annable walked over to John, "I want cornflakes!" she said with puppy dog eyes, which John couldn't resist that!
He picked her up, "Alright, we are going!"
John put Annable into the car, and they drove off to the store!
John kept mumbling curse words because he hated slow drivers, Annable just watched him.
"Johnny!" she yelled.
"Yes, Annable?" he said in a cheery voice, trying not to yell at the little girl.
"Are we there yet?" she said, in the most childish way possible.
"Almost, why?"
"I gotta go to da potty!"
"Are you kidding me?" he yelled.
She giggled, "I really have to go!"
"Oh, alright!" he said while turning into the parking lot.
"Good thing we are here!" he said in relief.
They walked into the store.
A group of girls was yelling "OH MY GOD IT'S JOHN LENNON!" and John ignored them, like the person he was.
"I HAVE TO GO NOW!" Annable yelled, most of the store could hear her.
"Alright, we are here, the cornflake isle!" John jumped, like a kid in a candy store.
He picked up to large bags of it and put them into the shopping cart (trolly).
"I GOTTA GO NOW!" Annable yelled.
"Hold on, Annable!" John said.
They finally got to the bathrooms, John had to stand outside of the bathroom, because, y'know.
Annable came out of the bathroom, "You ready to go home?" John said.
"Yeah, I want cornflakes!" she said.
They paid for the cornflakes and went into the car. They drove to the hotel.
"Let's see what's on the radio..." John said quietly.
He turned it up, so he can hear it.
"...and here are the Beatles with their hit song, "I Want to Hold Your Hand," a manly voice said on the radio.
Then Annable asked the question that took John by surprise, "Who are these guys?" she asked.
"Oh?" he said wide-eyed, "That's me, Paulie, George, and Ringo."
"Wait-" she said, "you a bug?" she said.
"Oh, no, no, no!" he laughed, "Me and the boys are a band, we make music."
She was a little confused by John's remark.
They finally got back to the hotel and went into their room.