The volgende day, George was strolling around Trafalgar Square when he saw Wendy sitting door one of the fountains. The teenage fan was on the verge of crying again as she was still recovering from what happened yesterday. She had also hoped that her favourite Beatle would come back and make up for it.

As a few tears streamed down, she felt George inpakken, wrap his arms around her and dry them with his free hand. "It's all right, love," he soothed. "Don't cry. I'm here." "G-Georgie?" Wendy responded, then looked up and perked almost immediately at the sight of his handsome face. She said, "Oh, Georgie! I am...

The first dag of March had finally arrived, and the Beatles were on their way back to Abbey Road Studios for the tour rehearsals. Once they met inside and got their instruments prepared, John exclaimed, "Are ya mates ready?!" George replied, "As ready as we'll ever be, pal! Hit it!" They then had a grand time over the volgende two hours while taking water breaks in between.

When the lads were done, they proceeded to the meeting room for some pizza and Dr. Pepper. "Those rehearsals were mighty gear, me chaps! We now have the rest of the maand to get ourselves all set for this Spring tour." John remarked....

When the concert came to an end, the lads had their autograph session and even talked with as many fans as they could. Afterwards, they relaxed in the backstage lounge for a couple of hours before returning to the hotel.

"I think we can safely say that this concert was a roaring success!" John remarked while he and his mates feasted on some Blackpool Rock (which they bought during their time at the beach). "Can't complain there! I've already got the same feeling for our volgende stops on this tour!" George replied. "Me too, Geo. I'm also looking vooruit, voorwaarts to encountering and chatting with even more...

Even as the showdown was approaching an uur since it started, the other Beatles were having the time of their lives in making Doria suffer. At this point, the mad scientist was battered, bruised, and even bleeding. "Call off these nasty vermins!!!" she shouted as the foxes and squirrels held on to her. "Nope, not a chance!" Ringo replied. "That's what ye get for calling us insects, ya witch!" John added. "And for brainwashing our dearest friend, too!" Paul said.

At that moment, they heard a familiar voice which made them smile: "Need some help, me mates?" And there, marching into the kitchen,...

"That's the end of her," George zei after staring at the hole on the roof and taking a deep breath. "She won't be waking up again." Ringo exclaimed, "All right! We did it!" John said, "That was one heck of a fight, Geo!" Paul added, "Indeed! We're very proud of you!" "Heh! Thanks, me mates!" George smiled.

He then told them, "I'd also like to apologise for not taking your warnings about finding a datum seriously. I guess I just got a bit carried away door my wish to get married early. Can u please forgive me?" John placed a hand on his shoulder and replied, "It's okay, buddy. We already have....

Finding Doria's lair turned out to be a breeze, for while the mad scientist was sipping on her drink, she heard the door open and shut with a loud bang. "Hey, I thought no one else could look for this place of mine!" she said. "Surprise, surprise! That is, until now." a man's voice replied.

Doria then saw something she didn't expect to see again: Three very angry-looking mop-topped lads were coming into the keuken-, keuken and approaching her with marching footsteps.

"Oh, great. Somehow, I knew you'd end up here." she groaned. "Pretty clever, eh?" John replied. "Now tell us," Paul demanded. "Where is...

The sun had begun to set as George ran as fast as his legs could carry him back to Hyde Park. He zei while doing so, "I hope me mates are still in there! Asking that poor excuse for a woman out was such a big mistake."

However, Dahlia wasn't quite ready to give up yet. Even though she no longer had control over George's mind, the halsketting, ketting had managed to help her catch up to him just as he was getting closer to the park's gates.

Then... it happened: A small towel with a splat of chloroform was placed on his mouth, causing him to slow down and feel dizzy for a few seconds. "So ya think u could...

"Ohhhh... Where am I?" George zei as he slowly woke up. "Exactly as I told u we'd proceed to. Welcome to my lair!" Dahlia replied. That response was enough to trigger his anger again, for he found himself in what appeared to be her laboratory. It also didn't help that he had been strapped to an operating table, complete with the helmet-like thing on his head which was connected to a giant robot.

"Grrr!!! This is getting out of hand! I shouldn't have talked with u at that pub in the first place!" George exclaimed. "Actually, I'm not who u think I am." Dahlia said. "Then who are you, really?"...

Before long, it was time for the concert, and the lads (now dressed in suits) were at the backstage as they got themselves fully prepared. "All right, mates! This is the moment we've been waiting for. Are u ready to get the toon started?!" John exclaimed, sounding like a football coach pumping up his team for a highly-anticipated match. Paul, George, and Ringo responded with a resounding "YES!!!", which was quickly followed door one loud high five. With that, an announcement for the audience was heard while they walked through the tunnel-like entrance...

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are very proud...

(Flashback...)

So this happened on February 1964. Just a dag after my 21st birthday, we were about to begin our rehearsals for the new tour when I had wanted to try my luck on dating someone. Me mates, however, warned me to be careful as they thought this wasn't the right time yet and that there are women who can take advantage of us for their own gain. Let me tell ya, what unfolded would turn out to be quite a learning experience on my part!

The Beatles were currently in Abbey Road Studios and had just wrapped up a meeting which pertained to their upcoming tour. "All right, so we'll start rehearsing...