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Fan fiction by Rubyrings posted 1 month ago
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John, George, and Ringo, of course, couldn't have ignored Paul's disappearance even if they'd wanted to. All day long, the rumours flowed. Everybody knew Paul was missing, and everybody had their theories - some more believable than others - but no one really seemed to know where he'd gone.
All this would have suited Paul just fine. His first day in the forest was ending, and he was sure he was well hidden enough that no one could find him before his mates came looking. It was sheltered in the trees, but there was still a lot of powder on the ground. As night fell and Paul wandered along, looking for a place to sleep, it was hard for him to see exactly where he was going. As Paul put his foot down in front of him, he couldn't see that the ground sloped away ahead of him. Too late, he realised there was nothing there supporting his weight, and he lost his balance and tumbled down a steep incline, brushing against trees and bracken poking out of the snow. He was going too fast to stop his descent, and then, just as he was nearing the end of the incline, his foot caught in a tree root protruding from the ground. His leg stopped moving, but the rest of him fell forward...
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Fan fiction by Rubyrings posted 1 month ago
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Paul knew that he couldn't hide anywhere where there were people around. If anyone saw him, the word would be out and everybody would know where he was. And his mates wouldn't get worried and come looking for him. Paul was going for somewhere more deserted - an area of forest not too far from his place. The still-falling snow erased his footprints as soon as he made them. The night was very cold, colder than Paul had expected. He had packed only a little food for his stay. But Paul pressed on. He couldn't give up and go back to bed. He had made up his mind, and he was going to see his plan through.
Up ahead, Paul could see the dim outlines of the trees. At least it would be sheltered there. He pressed ahead, to where he would be making his home for the next few days. Or however long it took for his mates to come and find him.

It was nearly ten o'clock the next morning, and the atmosphere in Abbey Road Studios was tense, as usual. Ringo kept getting up and sitting down again, and George sat in a corner and frowned. John was on top of the amplifiers entwined with Yoko, and neither of them seemed to notice that there was anyone else in the room. No...
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Fan fiction by Rubyrings posted 1 month ago
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It was late at night, but Paul couldn't sleep. That day's recording session hadn't gone very well, just like all the others recently. Paul had just spent the last week screaming his lungs out practicing to record his new song Oh! Darling, and that was the only reason he hadn't joined in all the fighting today, because his voice was so strained he could barely talk. John, George, and Ringo had still managed to carry on fighting without him, and Paul dreaded the day when one of them would decide that the Beatles shouldn't be together anymore.
That couldn't happen. The Beatles were Paul's life. He loved being a Beatle, and he knew that, at least up until recently, his mates had, too. What would he do without the Beatles?
He'd been trying to put it off for almost two years now, taking over the leadership of the band when John stopped, making sure the others got the albums recorded on time, scared that if he didn't push, his mates would just decide that there was no need to record together anymore at all. Paul knew that people were saying that he was turning into a controlling tyrant who wanted to lead the Beatles himself because he couldn't stand letting anyone...
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