*it's a nice day in the forest and you've decided to take a walk past the babbling brook west of the fairy tree. You hear a familiar buzzing zoom past and your hair gets blown into your face as three black Beatles fly right by you."

I guess the Beatle Boys are out riding today..

You mutter to yourself, running a hand through your hair so you can see again. Then you get a thought, if the Beatle Boys are around Pips might be close by. You walk on to the brook after the beatle riders and find a clearing, looking around for a moment you see a familiar fairy sitting on a rock playing his panpipe. Sure enough it's your friend Pips