Tomorrow Never Knows: Chapter Three
Tomorrow Never Knows
Title: Chapter Three
Authors: pennylane_fic, jenny_wren28 & lovely_rita_mm
Starring: The Beatles (specifically John Lennon) and Maggie Sue
Rating: R for language, sex, & implied drug use.
Disclaimer: We don’t own any of the Beatles, this obviously never happened, and much to the real Maggie’s disappointment, is a complete work of fiction.
Woohoo! 3 Sundays in a Row, as promised!
We almost didn't post this Sunday, because we were up until the wee hours of the morning partying with Paul (and 80,000 of our closest friends) at his concert last night. We looked, but we didn't see Maggie Sue there - she was probably in the front row - with John & George. ;)
Yeah, we're awesome like that... though not as awesome as what happens next....
When last we left you, John was in Yoko's vile clutches.... OH NOES! What will Maggie Sue do? Grab Yoko by the hair and swing her around like a cat? One can only hope...
So, dearest readers, turn off your mind, relax and join Maggie Sue on another one of her Beatle adventures.....
Previous updates located HERE!
Chapter 3
Maggie shut her eyes for a second. She had to be imagining things. There was no way Yoko could be here, at The Beatle’s private Sgt Pepper party. She opened her eyes again and saw George staring at her with concern. Disoriented, Maggie scanned the room frantically. Where was John? He was still standing in the same place at the end of the bar, but now he was talking to a short Asian woman with a ratted cloud of dark hair. Maggie’s vision tunneled.
“Yoko!” she cursed inwardly. It was the future trying to reassert itself. Well, she was damned if she was going to let that harpy get her hooks on her fiancé and break up her favorite band.
“Are you okay?” George was still looking at her with concern.
“I’m fine,” Maggie said grimly. “Can you get someone to clean up this drink for me?” George nodded and gaped as he watched her march away into the crowd.
Maggie had to push and elbow, but by God she was going to get to John. No, she was going to get to Yoko and pull her hair out. She was so focused that she didn’t even notice she was being purposefully blocked. Frustrated, she glared up at whomever it was that impeding her progress.
“Hey sweetheart, what’s your rush?”
Maggie groaned. “Mick, hi, gotta go, don’t have time to play.” Maggie was desperate to get past him. Trying to slide past and around him was useless, as Mick shadowed her, step for step.
“Oh, come on, luv, when are you going to dump that wanker? You know, baby, I’m here for you when you finally do. The Beatles are a shite band. They’ll never amount to anything.”
Maggie looked up, exasperated to see Mick Jagger grinning at her, clearly enjoying her discomfort. He liked to hit on her whenever they were at parties. It was a game they played every time they saw each other - Maggie wasn’t unflattered by the attention, and Mick knew she’d never take the bait. However, it was understood by them both that if Maggie ever indicated that she was interested, Mick would happily follow through with his offers.
Right now, Maggie didn’t have the time or patience for any of this, and the longer she stood here and tried to get away from Mick, the harder it would be. Force wasn’t going to cut it, nor would sheer honesty about where she was heading and why. Creativity was needed.
Maggie stepped close to Mick. His eyes lit up as she put a seductive smile on her lips. She reached up, and brushing aside his hair, whispered in his ear. “You’re right Mick, I can’t resist you any longer. Meet me in the ladies room in five minutes and you can teach me the difference between a Stone and a Beatle.” He raised an eyebrow at that. She raised one back and gestured towards the ladies room with her head. A smile on her lips, she mouthed, “I’ll be right there.”
Her smile faded the second he ambled off. She was too annoyed to feel very bad about sending him off like that, besides which, she was sure he’d find someone to screw in the bathroom without too much effort.
Pushing past the last few people between her and her goal, Maggie couldn’t help but feel a mixture of both anger and fear clutch her heart. There in front of her were John and Yoko, deep in conversation. Yoko was practically attached to him like a barnacle. Damn, that woman was fast!
Bursting through the crowd, Maggie threw herself on John, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply. She was more than sure she was making a spectacle of herself but she didn’t care. Her action forced Yoko to take a step back and that was all that mattered. Take that, bitch! she thought to herself. He’s mine, back off!
John grinned delightedly at her when they were finally forced to come up for air. “What was that for, luv? Not that I mind!”
“I just missed you, is all,” Maggie played with his hair, flirting her hardest and willing the woman next to him to get the message that she wasn’t welcome. She knew she was being rude, but she was desperate to scare this woman away.
“Do you want to get out of here?” she said, whispering suggestively into a man’s ear for the second time in five minutes, but this time very much meaning it.
“You worked so hard on making this party happen, I wouldn’t want to make you leave early, luv!” For a man who seemed to want sex constantly, he was being remarkably thick right now. Then John lowered his voice, so only she could hear. “Though if you want, we could always sneak into the loo…” He waggled his eyebrows at her.
And suddenly the John she knew was back. Unfortunately, Maggie knew Mick was presently waiting for her in the bathroom. Maggie would have to think of another way to get John away from Yoko.
“Who’s your friend, John?” Maggie asked casually, as if she didn’t know full well who Yoko was.
“This is Yoko Ono - she’s an artist!”
“Oh?” Maggie smiled sweetly at Yoko, while shooting darts with her eyes.
“I met her this afternoon…”
“This afternoon?” Maggie couldn’t help interrupting. “I thought you were at Paul’s.” Realizing her voice was sharp, she checked herself, forcing a smile onto her lips. She realized that she could easily cross the line and start sounding like a jealous shrew. She needed to be careful. The last thing she needed was to drive John into Yoko’s arms by acting possessive and bitchy.
“Oh, I was, but I stopped by the Indica on my way home. I wanted to take another look to see if I liked anything they had for that blank wall in our bedroom. And there was Yoko, setting up for her own exhibit!” John seemed proud at his own initiative. “Yoko talked me out of the piece I was looking at - she has all kinds of ideas for other things we could do in the bedroom instead of an old-fashioned painting.”
I’ll just bet, Maggie thought to herself. Yoko has an exhibit? She was supposed to have been there last November, not now. Was this yet another ramification of her time-travel? The ripples were endless it seemed.
“I have lots of ideas for the bedroom myself,” she said, smiling up at John, trying not to clench her teeth too hard. “But we can talk about it later.”
“Of course, luv. You should’ve seen all the great stuff Yoko has displayed!” John chattered on about climbing a ladder and hammering invisible nails, but Maggie had stopped listening and was working on killing Yoko with her brain. Yoko, showing no signs of dropping dead, looked back at her boldly. Maggie tuned back in just in time to hear John say, “….was telling her all about the new album - can you believe she didn’t know who the Beatles were? Fancy that! And so I invited her to drop by the party if she wanted. And here she is! Maybe she can drop by the house next week to take a look at that space in the bedroom!” John beamed down at both of them, completely unaware of the silent battle that was taking place.
Yoko smiled passively up at him causing Maggie to renew her efforts at mentally trying to get Yoko to drop dead. John seemed as oblivious to Yoko’s attempts to ensnare him with her wiles and as he was to Maggie’s tighter-than-normal grip on his arm.
Maggie knew she had a big problem on her hands.
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A/N Mick Jagger, you naughty naughty man! What with your hitting on our Maggie Sue like that... but we know she's pretty much the hottest, most perfect, most desirable gal in the Beatle-verse.... so we forgive you.
But ZOMG!!!! YOKO IS EV-IL. Grab her by the hair, Maggie Sue!!!! DOOOOOOO IIIIIIITTTTT!
Will she? I guess you'll find out next Sunday. :)
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Continue to Chapter Four
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