Requested by @bmar5091. Sorry it took so long to write [and that it's really short]! :3 Thanks to You-You-You and LonelyPretzel6 for allowing me to use them as characters! :D [It won't let me tag anyone so I'll do it in the comments]. 

In the land of God's and Goddess's [which is directly above Earth], Rita - Goddess of Weight Gain, Inflation and Dragons - saw her favourite band [The Beatles] in John's home. She watched them having a sleepover, and thought how cute they all were. She felt for Ringo when no one wanted his teddies; 'awwwwwed' at George when he took care of Ringo when he had a nightmare; and laughed at John when he threw up on Paul. But she especially thought how adorable it was that Paul acted like a mother hen, sharply telling George to share his food and ordering them all go to bed despite their weak protests. It made her fangirl heart thump loudly like a drum and squeal randomly whenever Paul acted like a mother.   

"It's so cute....." She said to herself once the sleepover had finished, looking back in relish. "That maybe I should use my magical Godly powers to make George, John and Ringo into kids, and then Paul can be their mother!! It will also give the author an idea, 'cause she's had writer's block for MONTHS!"

So once the tired Beatles had gone to sleep in their shared house they used for the holidays, Rita crept silently into their room. It wasn't very dark in the room: Ringo had an octopus night light on by his bedside table and Paul had a heart shaped mirror with a cable of lights draped around it, but Ringo and John's snoring make her movements silent so each of the Beatles remained sleeping as she cast a spell on them all [except for Paul]. 

"You're gonna look so cute!" She sighed as she looked at the sleeping John, her favourite Beatle. She gazed dreamily at his belly, wishing she could lie on it and sleep, but she knew she mustn't or else she'd awaken him. He looked so innocent then, just like a little kid, that it was hard to believe he had once been a tough teddy boy. 

Ringo looked even more like an cinnamon roll when he was asleep. His duvet had mini yellow submarines dotted around, and Rita struggled to not have a fangirl - attack.

George, shockingly, was hugging a cuddly toy. Rita was surprised at first, but then she remembered that Paul had once said that anyone who slept with George, would wake with him wrapped around them. Maybe that was why...............

Paul slept sitting up, resting his back against the wall, like he had fallen asleep watching over The Beatles. His hair was slightly ruffled and he looked a bit tired and stressed, possibly because looking after John, Ringo and George was like having children himself. 

Rita, however, didn't think about this, and smiled as she snicked [Monkees reference, anybody?] out of their house.She knew the spell would be completely formed when they woke in the morning. 

Faced by the dark [but not rainy!] streets of Liverpool, she flew back up to the land of Gods and Goddesses, and waited for the magic to begin.............