The suivant day, George was strolling around Trafalgar Square when he saw Wendy sitting par 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 emballage, 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...

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 suivant stops on this tour!" George replied. "Me too, Geo. I'm also looking vers l'avant, vers l’avant to encountering and chatting with even more...

Even as the showdown was approaching an heure 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 a dit 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 rendez-vous amoureux, date seriously. I guess I just got a bit carried away par my wish to get married early. Can toi 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 cuisine 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 a dit 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 collier 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 toi could...

"Ohhhh... Where am I?" George a dit as he slowly woke up. "Exactly as I told toi 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 toi at that pub in the first place!" George exclaimed. "Actually, I'm not who toi 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 toi ready to get the montrer 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 par 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 jour 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...