The boys rushed behind objects. Paul and Ringo were behind the sofa, and John and George were behind 2 chairs. Each team had a large supply of pillows. John had actually stole Ringo's toys too, not that Ringo knew.

"This is war, Lennon," Paul cried over the battlefield, um, I mean living room.

"Not that there's much point, me and Harrison are gonna win anyway," John retorted, and high-fived George.

With that, Paul launched a pillow over, and the fight took place.

"Right Harrison," John put on his 'war voice' after 15 minuets of the fight, "I want you to climb over to the opposing team's trenches and attack from that range, understood?"

"Please Mister," George said, and earned a glare from John, "Sorry Mister, I meant Sir. But what if I don't make it back?"

"That is a risk you'll have to take, for the army," John said. George saluted, and crawled across the floor on his belly, whilst humming 'Double Agent'. He didn't make it far, as Ringo got his shirt, dragged him to [no, Starrison shippers, stop being naughty] their 'trench' and beat him up with a pillow. 

"OK, OK, I surrender!" George put his hands up.

"Man down, man down!" John cried, still using his 'war voice'. Then he held up a random white flag, "I surrender, I surrender."

"We won!" Paul and Ringo cheered and jumped up and down together. 

"Doesn't that mean we have to play truth or dare now?" George questioned John.

"What, since when?" John tried to look innocent and failed.

"Ever since me and Paul lost last time," Ringo pointed out.

"F***," John swore, "Why am I so good at being evil?"