How the Beatles Saved Equestria

“Oh me blooming head…” A small groan escaped an earth pony’s lips as he lied face down in the tall grass. His coat was a light green, and his shaggy black mane looked like it was constantly blowing in the nonexistent wind. A small patch of a beard connected to his brown mustache, and tattooed on his flank was a guitar.

A breeze blew through the large valley sending shivers down the stallion’s spine. After a few moments of silence his eyes fluttered open, the tranquil valley in front of him being the first thing he saw. “What?! Where am I?” He questioned, not recalling ever passing out in the middle of nowhere. He rolled onto his back and gazed up at the vast blue sky, awestruck by its natural beauty which had not been blemished by industry and big business.

A nearby voice startled him however, and he quickly broke out of his trance.

“This place is so beautiful, just perfect for a picnic don’t you think Spike?” Came a strongly feminine voice.

“Yeah its fine, now can we please eat? We’ve been walking all day!” A second male voice groaned, clearly he was very impatient.

The strange earth pony looked up the nearby hill and spotted the owners of the voices. One was a purple unicorn and the other was a small dragon. His jaw dropped, and he immediately shot out of the tall grass. “Talking ponies and dragons?! I don’t remember taking that much acid…” He mumbled, placing a hoof against his face.

Quickly realizing his hand was now a hoof he let out another yell. “Gah! I’m a bleeding pony, what in Pepperland is going on here?!”

“Uh, sir?” The purple unicorn asked, giving him a strange look. “Are you alright? Would you like to join us?”

He let out a sigh and cautiously made his way up the hill. “Well, no I’m not alright. I can’t quite remember how much acid I took, and I have no idea where I am…”

“Just leave him Twilight; he’s probably just some crazy hobo. He sure looks like one…” Spike snickered while digging his little claw into the picnic basket, no doubt in search of some delicious gems.

“Spike!” Twilight quickly scolded before looking back at him with an apologetic look. “So uh, what’s your name?”

“George Harrison, and what might yours be young miss?” He asked before flashing her a dazzling smile.

Twilight blushed a deep red as she stared into his intense blue eyes; there was something strangely attractive about this stallion. For some reason she felt like she could scream at him for hours. “Uh, T-Twilight Sparkle…”

George smiled before planting a kiss on her hoof, “Beautiful name that is.” She blushed once again, now at the near point of fainting. Spike only rolled his eyes. “So,” He continued after taking a glance at their surroundings, “have you happened to see my mates? There’s three of them, and believe me, you couldn’t miss them. One’s got glasses, another’s got a huge nose, and the other can’t stop looking at himself in the mirror.”

Twilight thought for a moment before shaking her head. “Sorry, can’t say I have. Why, did you travel from somewhere? You don’t look like you’re from around here.”

“Well, I guess you could say that. I’m from Liverpool, along with my mates.” The two gave him confused looks. “What, you’ve never heard of Liverpool?” He asked, baffled by the mere thought.

“Nope. How far from Equestria is it?” Twilight asked, now even more intrigued by the strange pony.

George sat down on the grass and sighed. It wouldn’t be easy explaining this, especially since he had absolutely no idea where he was and why he was a pony. “Uh, maybe you should tell me about this place first. It’d probably help.”

“With pleasure!” Twilight smiled before beginning her incredibly long and painful lecture on Eqeuestria and its immense history.

“Ah, now that’s what I call a good breakfast! Could use some tea and biscuits though…” John mumbled to himself after pushing a few chewed apple cores off of his stomach. He had been surprised when he had first come to, but quickly calmed down after realizing there was a perfectly logical explanation for all this. He just hadn’t found it yet.

“Hm, it’d probably be a good idea to go find the others. Unlike me they’re probably freaking out… Really, I don’t know what they do without me…”

John’s coat was a light black, as was his short well kept mane. Along his face was a small handlebar like mustache, and perched on his nose was a pair of glasses. Other than that his only defining characteristic was his cutie mark, which was a pen and a musical note.

“Hey! Get away from mah apples you thievin varmint!”

John glanced up, only to find a yellow earth pony charging at him full speed, a lasso dangling from her clenched mouth. Before he could even think she was already on top of him, restraining his hooves with her lasso. “H-hey! Let me go! It was just a couple apples! No need to fly off the handle!”

The earth pony known as Applejack snorted in response. “Ha! Just a couple ya say? Ah’ve had whole trees stripped clean for the past few days, and now I know just who’s doing it!”

“Well then your obviously mistaken, I only just got here today!” John stated, trying his best to break his restraints. Applejack got off and watched as he flailed around the ground like a fish out of water.

“Oh yeah? How do ah now you’re not lying!”

“Because,” John stopped struggling and grinned at her, “a Beatle never lies!”

“A what?” Applejack asked, not having a clue what he was talking about.

“A Beatle! You don’t know who I am?!” John asked, only to watch the earth pony shake her head in response. “I’m John Lennon, leader of The Beatles! How do you not know who we are, were bigger then Jesus! Uh whoops, actually forget I said that… tends to make people upset for some reason…”

Applejack stared at him with an extremely confused look on her face. She had never seen such a strange pony; she thought he must obviously be from outside Equestria. “Uh right… But this don’t change the fact that you’ve been stealing mah apples!”

“I didn’t steal your bleeding apples! If you untie me I’ll explain everything. Well, to the best of my ability that is.”

Although she knew she shouldn’t untie such a strange pony, something told her she could trust him. There was a comforting atmosphere around him, almost as if peace was emanating from his very body. After a moment of thought she went about untying him.

Princess Celestia sighed to herself as she read over yet another letter that reported on this year’s harvest. While it was no doubt essential to the kingdom, it was incredibly boring reading over the dozens of statistics and numbers. After finishing the fourth page out of thirty, she placed down the paper and looked out the nearby window. It offered a great view of the city below, but before she could take a break for any longer her study door swung open.

“Your Highness!” A gruff looking pegasus rushed in and quickly bowed. He was clad in golden armor that while similar to the design of the royal guards, was different in many ways. Three stars on his breastplate indicated he was general, but Celestia was already aware of his rank. Being the military leader of the pegasi meant she saw him often.

“Yes general?” Celestia asked, noticing that he looked anxious and worried.

“We’ve had a lot of movement reported on the edge of Equestria, some of our outposts have even gone dark… I don’t know for certain what it is, but I think it may be the Changelings again your highness… It’s the exact same area we banished them to.”

Celestia let out a long sigh before looking out the window. “We’ll find out for certain… A lot of bad things have been happening lately, Discord’s statue went missing… Luna’s nowhere to be found…  I’m worried about just what’s going on…”

“Oh that looks simply gorgeous on you! I don’t think I’ve ever met a stallion with such good tastes!” Rarity exclaimed as she looked along the elegant suit the earth pony was wearing. He was incredibly well groomed, what with his short black mane and well kept face. His coat was a light brown and his cutie mark was a bass guitar.

“Of course you haven’t.” The stallion flashed her a dazzling white smile. “But do you have anything better? Something with more diamonds would be good.”

“Oh yes! Right away!” The prim white unicorn shot across the store and began rummaging through her selection.

The earth pony looked into a nearby mirror and smiled, there was nothing he liked better then looking at himself. He was just so striking. I should probably get looking for those chaps sometime soon. They’re probably freaking out right now, but at least I have the cool head. Fashion is my utmost priority though; I can’t really go looking for the others naked! After I’ve gotten a decent enough suit I’ll head out.

“How’s this?” Rarity asked, coming back with a black suit embroiled with dozens of shinning diamonds.

“Perfect! I’ll take it!”

The unicorn grinned before heading over to her register and began preparing her order. He stepped off of the podium and took off the other suit before pacing over to her.

“What did you say your name was again sir?” Rarity asked while folding the suit and placing it in a bag.

“Paul McCartney. I still can’t believe you’ve never heard of me. I suspected that even ponies knew of The Beatles, guess I was wrong.”

“Well, I would certainly love to get to know you better…” Rarity giggled softly, giving him a seductive smile. “Anyway, that’ll be two hundred bits!”

It’s was now Paul’s turn to laugh, except it much more awkward. “Uh sorry, but I don’t exactly have any money… Most people just give me free things because I’m Paul McCartney!”

Rarity soft smile slowly turned into an annoyed frown. “Hahaha… get out.”

“Hey but you can’t expect me to-”

“I said get out!” Rarity yelled, using her magic to throw him out the door. He slammed against the hard dirt, sighing as he lied in the middle of the street. “Guess I better go find the others…”

“Why is it I’m always the one who ends up lost and alone?” A lone earth pony mumbled to himself while looking down at a puddle of water. He was surprised by his reflection, as he wasn’t usually a pony. His coat was a light red and his black mane was fashioned into a bowl cut. His nose was abnormally large, and just below it ran a black mustache. Pictured on his flank was his life’s passion, two drumsticks.

He sighed before rolling onto his back. “Sometimes I think they do this on purpose… I guess nobody like’s poor old Ringo…”

“Hey there! Why so glum chum?” He practically jumped out of his skin when a pink earth pony appeared in front of his face.

“Gah! A talkin pony! Well, I guess I’m a talkin pony too so it ain’t that big a surprise….” Ringo mumbled to himself after he had distanced himself from the pink pony.

“Of course I can talk! I don’t know what I would do If I couldn’t talk!” She chirped, a massive grin still spread across her face. Her mane was messy and poofy, and on her flank was a bunch of balloons. “Anyway, my name’s Pinkie Pie! What’s yours?”

“Ringo Starr.” He replied simply while giving her a cautious look.

“That’s a cool name! Ringo Starr, I wish I had such an awesome name! I mean Pinkie Pie’s alright, but it could be some much cooler! If I could go back in time that’s the one thing I’d do, oh and I’d also…”

Ringo zoned out as she continued to blabber on and on. Do all ponies talk this much? Speaking of which, how the bloody hell am I a pony?! This place is so bright and colorful, it reminds me of Pepperland. Maybe I’m somewhere like that? I just hope the others are here, maybe this pony has seen them?

“Uh, have you see me mates?” He asked, finally breaking Pinkie’s train of thought.

“What’s their names?”

“George, Paul and John. To be honest I don’t even know if they’re here…”

Pinkie thought for a moment before shaking her head. “Sorry but no! Those are weird name though, there’s not a lot of ponies around here called that. Oh, oh, are you from far away?! What’s it like where you live? Do the clouds move on their own? Do giant muffins rule over you as tyrants? I’m sure glad they don’t do that here, it’d be…”

There she goes again… Ringo thought to himself, rolling his eyes as she continued to talk. “Uh, this is been great and all but I really should be lookin for me friends.”

“Oh I can help! But first let’s go to Sugarcube Corner, it looks like you could use a few cupcakes!” She grinned before leading him into the nearby town. He followed her down the street, having a hard time keeping up with her as she bounced about. Before long they entered a building filled with delicious looking pastries all on display.

She immediately disappeared, only to reappear seconds later with a tray of cupcakes in her mouth. She offered it to him, and he struggled to grab one with his hooves. “So when did you see your friends last?”

“Uh…” Ringo trailed off as he tried to remember. “I can’t remember to be honest… I think we might have been in the studio recordin something, but I’m not sure…” He replied, cursing in annoyance as he dropped the cupcake. Hooves would take some getting used to.

“Well, I solemnly swear to reunite you with your friends!” Pinkie Pie declared, dropping the tray and placing a hoof on her heart. “Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!” She did an odd motion with her hoof, then jabbed herself in the eye.

Ringo stared at her for a moment before nodding. “Alright, where should we start?”

Pinkie Pie pondered for a moment before jumping in the air. “I know! I’m sure Twilight can help, let’s go!”

“And that’s how Equestria was made!” Twilight finally finished, giving the half asleep George a smile.

His half closed eyes snapped open and he looked up at the unicorn. “Oh uh, very fine story that was!” He quickly lied. “Kind of long to be honest though…”

“Well it’s our history, it is long…” She stated, giving him an odd look.

Snoring loudly a few feet from them was Spike, who had fallen asleep only a few minutes after Twilight had started her history lesson. Half eaten gems and emerald dust covered his stomach and face, and his arms were sprawled out on the cool grass.

“So what’s your history like? Has your civilization been around for long? How long do you live? What do you look like? Is there many of you?” Twilight immediately bombarded him with questions after she took out a notepad and quill. He stared at her for a moment, wondering where to possibly start.

“Do I look like a bleeding history book to you? Long story short is me and my friends are in a band, and it’d probably be best if we got back together.” George stated simply, slightly irritated by the unicorn’s intense curiosity.

“Oh…” She placed down her notepad and quill, slightly disappointed. “Well we can always talk about it later! Now do you have any idea where your friends could be?”

Before George could respond a green flame filled the air and nearly burnt off the guitarist’s mane. “Hey watch where you’re pointing that thing!” He snapped at Spike, placing a hoof on his mane to see if it was damaged. Aside from a little singe it was fine, and he looked down to see a scroll floating to the ground.

“That must be the Princess!” Twilight squealed like a school filly as she snatched up the letter. She quickly unwrapped it and her eyes scanned across the page in a mere half a minute. “Oh well that explains a lot!”

“What?” George asked, shoving his face beside hers to read the letter. Being so close to him Twilight blushed, but at the same time couldn’t stop staring at him. The stallion pushed it aside and read the neat hoofwriting on the parchment.

Dear, Twilight Sparkle

Something sinster is happening in Equestria, only yesterday Discord’s statue went missing from the garden. Then this morning I find out no pony has seen any sign of Luna. Finally only recently I discovered something’s preying on our borders, most likely changelings. As you can see, the situation is dire. Alone we were able to beat these villans, but if their united under one goal… Perhaps even the Element of Harmony wouldn’t be able to stop them.

In an attempt to try and stop this threat I teleported four legendry warriors from another world into Equestria. However it was such a vast distant I couldn’t control where they landed, so they’re most likely scattered across Equestria. I need you and the other Elements to get them back together and get them to Canterlot as soon as possible, as I believe they’re our only chance at stopping this new menace.

Hope to see you soon, Princess Celestia

“Four legendary warriors? I wonder who she could be talking about.” George pondered, scratching the back of his head.

“I think she’s talking about you and your friends…” Twilight gave him a stupid look; she had taken the stallion to be smarter than this.

“Oh, yes, yes of course!” George let out an awkward laugh before stopping abruptly. “We’re legendary warriors?”

Twilight facehoofed. “I don’t know, you tell me!”

“Well, there was that one time we saved Pepperland from the Blue Meanies. Oh and we did defeat that evil Thugee cult that one time. I suppose you could call us warriors, but we’re more musicians really.” George explained, giving her a shrug of his shoulders.

“Well in the Princess’s eyes you are. We best get looking for your friends, but it might be a long search. Equestria is huge and it’d take weeks to travel around it. First off we should go and get my friends. Applejack’s is closest so let’s go!” Twilight stated before putting the letter away and giving Spike a strong telekinetic nudge. He quickly awoke and the next moment the three of them were walking down the hill towards the not far off apple orchard.