What looks like a younger Beatle sobs and cries as blood left from his nose and ears. He looks beaten and battered, and shivers on the cold cruel floor.
"OH MY GOD!!! NO!!! I DIDN'T MEAN IT!!! NO!!!" sobbed his father, who began beating himself more and more.
The young Beatle, dazed and confused, just laid in the cold tiles, watching his father, muscular and massive as ever, wail on himself and beat himself up for what he did...
About 900 years... later...
Beatle and Billy sit by the campfire.
"And AAAANYWAY!!! That's how my predecessor killed that random shrub!"
"Wow! That was silly, Beatle! Never knew he had bad days as well!"
"Yeah. We all do, kid. We all do."
Beatle and Billy turn east at the same time.
"You feel that?" asked Billy.
"I TASTED that..." Beatle stands up, annoyed and angry, but, feeling Human at the same time. "Um...? Yo."
"How many times do I have to tell you? The firewood should be placed vertically. Not horizontally," said Black Sabbath.
"Wow! Is she my Mom!?" smiled Billy.
"Goddamn it, Billy. No. Um... Hi."
"Hello," she crossed her arms.
"You'd like... dinner? I made... Roast Chicken Dinos..."
"No, thanks."
"Alright. Why are you here? I thought I gave you the throne."
"It seems that you forgot your duties."
"My duty is over. This continent is safe. I may now rest in peace."
"No... The war's still on, Miguel."
"'Miguel?' PBBBT!!! That IS your name!?" laughed Billy.
"Yeah!? WELL WHAT KINDA NAME IS WILLAMIRAH!?!?" roared Beatle. "Sorry. No shouting. Right. Wait, what do you mean, 'The war's still on?' It ended when I kamikaze'd myself into this Continent. Boom. Aurora is-... Wait a minute..."
"You weren't paying attention. AGAIN."
"No! No, I was!"
"Mhm. Then explain to me why you saw a hologram of me nearly GETTING KILLED by Aurora, AND DIDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!?!?"
Beatle's eyes blink twice. "It's Aurora. Zodiac Mind! Thought she was playing tricks or-... Uh..."
"Bullshit. Your probability sense can tell. Why haven't you come home!?"
"Because I know you can handle it."
"I CAN!!!"
"Then, why are you... here!?"
"Because I need your help."
"Ah! Thought you could handle the war...?"
"I can. I just... I need some more time, OKAY!?!?"
"Time with what?"
"I WANTED TO SEE YOU!!!" roared Sabbath. "I wanted... to see you."
Beatle's eyes looked saddened. "Why would you want to see me...? You never did."
"Beatle. You've yelled at me countless of times. You've hurt me just because I didn't love you back!"
"True. Buuuut... I was the one who decided we shouldn't be together!"
"Yes. I know. But after that night... which was wonderful... ahem... by the way-..."
"Wh-Wh-What night?" asked Beatle.
"THAT... Night..."
"Right, right. That night. Do explain in details about that night."
"Beatle. There's a child here."
"Right. Billy. Go to the barn."
"No," smiled Billy.
"Eh! Kid's traumatized enough anyway! Do go on!"
"Stop that! Stop being... WEIRD around people! I HATE when you do that!" growled Black Sabbath.
"Nah. She's weird, too. She's cool," said Beatle.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes! Do go on!"
"Remember that night I asked you to wear a condom-..."
"Okay! Okay! That's enough! Right, right. Um... Yeah. That never happened. We never had sex. And there are children here, no less!"
"Beatle... Did you... lose your memory here!?" asked Black Sabbath.
"No." Beatle avoided eye contact.
Black Sabbath leans closer, causing Beatle to blush and turn away.
"Leave, witch!" roared Beatle.
"Oh my God..." said Black Sabbath. "You don't remember... A LOT... Do you?"
"I remember you broke my heart. Over, and over again-..."
"IN THE FIRST TWENTY YEARS, MIGUEL!!!"
"Don't use my slave name..." sighed Beatle.
"Dude... I changed my name for you. This naming convention thing was your idea. Don't pull that crap on me."
"Stop treating me like a child."
"Stop acting like it."
Billy's eyes widen, terrified. "I... think I'm sensing tension."
"Who's the kid," sighed Black Sabbath. "You cheated on me again?"
Beatle sighs. "I'm allowed to do so. We're not together."
"WE'RE MARRIED!!!"
"Yeah. ESTRANGEDLY. And no, I adopted her. Because her family died... because... War... And shit..."
"Hi!" smiled Billy. "You're his WIFE!?!? You HAVE A WIFE!?!? That you never... ahem... Do the deed with?"
"We married for the sake of the nation. We married because she's from a very powerful family but that's it. I never actually loved her."
"Dude. You literally cried over me in Prom when I had sex with Tyrone."
"DEATH LEOPARD!!!"
"Okay... 'Death Leopard.' You have NO BOUNDARIES whatsoever! You keep calling me and you think I'm the only source of your purpose! You made me YOUR PURPOSE!!!"
"You're not my purpose anymore. And... that pisses you off, doesn't it? You just LOATHE me when I think about protecting my world. About her."
"Don't... go there," said Black Sabbath, angrily.
"Black Sabbath-..."
"My name, is Anne Anastasia."
"Okay. Black Sabbath."
"Ugh..."
"Do realize this. I don't love you anymore."
"Yeah. Me neither."
"So, why... are... YOU HERE!?!?"
"Mommy? Who's this man?" asked the little girl next to her, who she picks up and hugs.
"Who's this? Death Leopard's little brat?" asked Beatle, annoyed.
"She's yours," said Black Sabbath.
Beatle scoffs. "Like I said. We never had-..."
"No. We did. You probably just lost your memory of it. The night before your fight with... her... We had sex for the first time in... ever."
"Wait. Death Leopard does it with you all the time. Why just now did you get pregnant?"
"Turns out Death Leopard's sterile. Makes sense after that incident."
"HAHAHAHA!!! Incident..."
"That's not funny."
"It IS FOR ME!!!"
"Beatle, please. Death Leopard just found out she exists and has taken a merc target on your head. And with our little one."
"Like I said. She's not mine."
The little girl smiles as she flaps her hands, bobs her head forward and backward, and waddles funnily. "Wojibujiwojimu!"
"That could mean anything!" yelled Beatle.
"Beatle. She's yours," said Black.
"No. She's Death Leopard's!"
"She has your eyes."
"All OUR EYES are silver, Black! She's... She's not mine! Clearly!"
"Shaddup Billy!" she laughed while both she and Billy flap their hands.
"Coincidence!" yelled Beatle. "Hey. Kid. What's your favorite drink?"
"Milk!" smiled the kid.
"All children like milk!" yelled Beatle, as Black Sabbath can be seen mockingly laughing at him. "What's your favorite movie?"
"Transformers! Rise of the Beasts!"
"Whoa... Nice taste, kid!" smiled Beatle, as Black Sabbath gives a sigh of relief. "So, uh... Anyway... What's your uh... opinion on Transformers One."
"Awesome!" smiled the kid.
"Same, dude. Star Wars 7, 8, 9?"
"Terrible!" smiled the kid.
Billy smiles. "Is she really his?"
"Yes. Thank God. He really is good with kids, after all," sighed Black Sabbath.
"Why'd you two break up?"
"Eh. He's... toxic. But, now I realize he was just being... himself. He got too attached to me. He didn't like how I didn't love him back. I didn't like how he hated himself... over and over again... And would do everything for others but nothing for himself... I hated his lack of self-esteem. I also... didn't like... how... he made me look if I was with him."
"You said it! Why'd you love him now?"
"Eh! Realized I did love 'im. Just afraid of what the world might think of me when I do."
"And... you still aren't with him?"
"Nope! But... we have our moments..."
"Why'd you do it with him?"
"Learned I love him."
"900 years later?"
"Yep."
"9... HUNDRED... Years later...?"
"You make it sound like a bad thing."
"More like... depressing, kinda. Did he wear you down?"
"Nah. Just... unlike the other women he loved and did the EXACT... SAME THINGS WITH!!!" she yelled at him, practically. "I found goodness in his heart. I fell for that goodness. I fell for all of him. I was just... afraid what others might think."
Beatle smiles as he and the little girl waddle like silly geese.
"You should never be afraid of what others might think!" smiled Billy.
Black Sabbath shakes her hand. "Black Sabbath."
Billy blushes and smiles. "Willamirah "Billy" Wisdom!"
Black Sabbath giggles. "Hello, Billy."
Throughout their friendship, the girl just avoids eye contact with Beatle.
"Are... you really my Dad?" asked the little girl. "Because... you talk like him... My OTHER Dad..."
"Ah, yes. That guy. Well, no. Likely, you're his," said Beatle.
The little girl's eyes go teary. "You're much funner, though. I want you to be my Dad. He says things like, 'you Bastard' or 'what's wrong with you?' Hahahahahaha! Sorry... I laugh so I don't get too sad."
Beatle realizes something, something they both share. He goes out of his way and hugs her. "Absolutely nothing."
The little girl smiles. "So, you'll be my Dad now?"
Beatle sighs, takes a deep breath, and speaks. "Forever and ever."
"Yay!" smiled the girl. "I'm Gabrielle, by the way!"
"Huh... I always wanted to name my-... Ahem... I'm M-... Beatle."
"Hello, Beatle!"
"Hello, kid..." Beatle looks down to her, and sees that she's finally giving him one thing that evoles trust: Eye contact.