"All these dares and truths," George sighed. "It's all kind of tiring, don't you think?"

"Aye, I'm exhausted," Paul agreed. "Should we take a short break?"

"How short is short?" John questioned.

"Erm... Ringo short," Paul shrugged.

"Paul, what did I ever do to you?" Ringo pouted.

"Let's just have something to eat and Ringo will have his turn after," George suggested, eyes lighting up and face brightening like a child at the thought of food.

"You're not still thinking about John stepping on your sandwich, are you?" Ringo asked.

George's happy smile quickly morphed into a frown. "Well, I am now!" he grumbled. John cackled in response. "Because you reminded me, you have to bring the food!" he pointed at Ringo.

"All right, I'll find us something to eat," Ringo said as he stood up from the floor and stretched like a cat.

"Hey, don't forget the pie!" George gasped, suddenly back to his content state.

Ringo arched an eyebrow. Then, he turned and headed towards the kitchen.

"Bring me some pie!" George called. When no response was given, he said, "Love me some pie." (Supernatural fans know where I got this from XD)

Ringo was searching through the refrigerator for snacks, more so for pie specifically for George. When all he found was a plate full of biscuits, he knew George would really give it to him even though it wasn't his fault that they didn't have any pie.

He pulled the plate out and placed it on the counter. He pulled a cabinet open to find a kettle to make tea, but all he found inside it was a bucket full of water balloons.

"Um... lads?" he called.

"Yes, Ringo dearest?" John chirped.

"May I ask why we have a bucket full of water balloons in the cabinet?"

"You may ask, but only John would know why," Paul replied.

"It's a long story," John shrugged.

"Longer than your banana story?" George asked.

After a short pause, John said, "Ok, not that long."

Ringo snorted. He glanced back at the water balloons and stared momentarily at them in deep thought. Then, an idea popped into his head. Well, these water balloons need to be used at some point, he thought eagerly.

He grabbed the handle of the bucket and lifted it up. He hurriedly exited the kitchen, leaving the plate of biscuits completely forgotten.

John, George, and Paul stared at Ringo when they saw that he brought in the bucket.

"What'd you bring it in for?" John asked.

"Isn't that a little heavy for you?" Paul inquired.

"Where's the food?" George piped up.

"I have a dare for you, Paul," Ringo said excitedly.

"I thought we held off the game for a bit," Paul furrowed his eyebrows. "And don't I get to choose if I want a dare or a truth?"

"But this dare is too good to ignore!" Ringo encouraged. "Please!"

"But... but I'm hungry!" George whined.

"Can't it wait?"

"Um, no."

"Look, we'll do Ringo's dare and eat after," John sighed.

"Thank you!" Ringo cheered.

"All right then," Paul nodded. Poor hungry George was sulking. "So what is it?"

"Paul, I dare you to throw a water balloon down the balcony at someone!" Ringo explained his dare in a rush. At that spur of a moment, everyone had forgotten about their past exhaustion.

"Ah, I would've loved to do that!" John gasped.

"It's a good dare," Paul said slowly. "But isn't it a bit... I don't know, rude?"

"'Ey, cheer up, Paulie!" John urged. "If I could, I would dump the whole bucket on someone!" He paused for a moment, then added, "I could actually do that..."

"It's just one person, Paul," Ringo said. "Pretty please!" He batted his eyelashes and flashed Paul his sad, big puppy-dog blue eyes.

"Oh, the eyes!" Paul squeaked. "He's giving me the look!"

"Can't say no to that, can you?" George smiled.

"I... I... I can't! Gah! Ok!" Paul gave in.

"That look has never failed me once," Ringo smirked as he handed the bucket to Paul.

He, George, and John followed Paul, who was carrying the bucket, to the balcony. They stared down at the people walking by the hotel. At some point, what appeared to be a man stopped to pick up a newspaper he dropped.

"Ok, now's your chance!" John whispered eagerly to Paul. "Get him!"

Paul, who was clutching onto a water balloon in his hand, took a deep breath, extended his arm over the balcony, and released the water balloon. Just as planned, the balloon splattered over the man's head, and soon his dark hair was sopping wet. The man shrieked and jumped back to his feet.

"You got him!" Ringo laughed.

The man heard the four boys laughing and looked up. The boys immediately stopped laughing when they caught sight of the man's face. They gasped, suddenly afraid, and scampered back inside.

"Was... was that...?" George said numbly.

"Oh God!" Paul moaned, panicking. "I just hit Brian with a water balloon!"

"Maybe he didn't see us?" Ringo suggested, mostly trying to convince himself. But to no avail.

No more than seconds later, the door to their room flew open. An angry Brian Epstein stormed inside. Sure enough, water was dripping down his hair and soaking his once neat suit.

"BOYS!" he yelled.

"I think he saw us," John whispered aside to his mates.

"Yeah, no kidding," Paul rolled his eyes.

"What is the meaning of this!" Brian cried.

The four musicians chuckled nervously.

"Well... you see, Brian..." Paul tried to form a proper sentence.

"Yes?" Brian prompted impatiently. "Out with it!"

"We were only trying to give you a little shower," John said cheekily. "Just trying to help out, you know."

"Lennon, I am not in the mood for games!" Brian growled.

"We were only playing truth or dare, Eppy," Ringo explained anxiously. "We didn't mean to... well, you know..."

"It was Paul's fault!" John pointed at Paul. "He threw the balloon!"

Brian turned to glare at Paul.

"Hey!" Paul said indignantly. "Ringo's the one who gave me the dare!"

Brian turned from Paul to Ringo.

"George is the one who sent me to the kitchen!" Ringo defended. "If I hadn't gone in there, I wouldn't have found those water balloons!"

Brian glowered at George.

"John's the one who came up with the truth or dare idea in the first place!" George huffed.

And it all came down to John. Brian's eyes were shooting daggers at John as he heatedly glared at him.

"Uh... well, we had fun, didn't we?" John turned to his friends for help.

"Um, sure," Paul crossed his arms. "You fed me your inedible soup."

"And you stepped on my sandwich," George piped up.

"And you made me take my precious rings off for twenty minutes," Ringo added.

"Well, gee, thanks mates," John said sarcastically.

It took a lot of explaining, but eventually, Brian decided he was too tired from going through so much traffic and noted he would deal with the boys the next day.

Later that evening, The Beatles were eating their biscuits and drinking warm tea in the living room while chatting about their long day. Minutes after Ringo complained about keeping his rings off for so long for the thousandth time, the phone rang. John grabbed it and held the receiver up to his ear.

"Epstein speaking, how may I help you?" he said in his worst Brian voice. His friends rolled his eyes at him.

"John, it's me," his wife, Cynthia's voice spoke through the other end of the line.

"Hey Cyn," John smiled. "How are you?"

"Honestly... I'm rather confused," she said. She definitely sounded confused.

"What?" John said, startled. "Why?"

"Because I'm staring at a picture of you wearing a wedding dress," Cynthia explained slowly.

John's face paled, and his almond eyes widened. "The wedding dress?" he gasped. "Where did you get that photo?"

"I think Paul sent it to me," Cynthia replied.

It was then John noticed Paul attempting to sneak out of the living room while trying to keep a straight face. John's wide, fearful eyes turned to a cold glare.

"MACCA!"

THE END

That's right everyone! You have reached the end of this weird ass book! I'd like to thank everyone who even bothered to read this book! I know I didn't update this very often, but every time I did write a new chapter, I had tons of fun! I'd also like to thank the person who gave me the water balloon dare! I wish I could find the name of this person. And also, thank you Macca40 for giving me the idea on having Paul throw the balloon at Eppy!

It's been fun, guys! Thank you all again so much!

Peace and love,

May ❤️