One year of love 💖🥁 A Roger Taylor fanfic 🥁💖

It's a beautiful day

"Lovebirds, what's going on in your lives? I haven't seen anyone since we came back, I think we all needed some space, we bored each other"

"Kind of, Fred. We haven't seen anyone either, have we, honey? Anyway, when do we start rehearsals? I miss that creative energy"

"Blonde soon, don't be impatient. How about Deaky? He really surprised me."

"What's the matter with you all? It was a logical move!"

"He snuggled up with Veronica and you neither see nor hear him. Oh well, we all know he's happy at home. Darling, will you please leave the two of us, I need something in private to talk to Roger?"

"Why don't you go to the room, I'll be with Mary here?" you raised an eyebrow.

They both looked at you and stood up without saying a word.

"Look at this, it worked!" you said to Mary.

"Haha, they realized they were better off there after all, we can't hear them for sure. Hey, turn around"

"I was just wondering where he is? So there you are, cat! You're rocking and tearing the curtain, not very nice of you!"

All you heard was one long "meow"

"Imagine, Fred wants another one. I said I'd move out if that happened, so let him live with the cats."

"Hehe, you know him, what's worse, it's going to happen and you're going to come to terms with it."

"That's right. What do you think they're talking about, that it had to be so secret?"

"Nothing comes to mind really. Men's talk probably"

"No no. Wait, I think I know! Your birthday will be in a few days and they're preparing some kind of surprise for you. That's it!"

"Maybe. Fred and I have never been together for my birthday in recent years. In fact, we always saw each other a few days later over coffee, you know how it was."

"I remember and I want to forget it, because it hurt a lot. Every year he wanted to surprise you, but Peter stood in the way of that."

"Yeah ... god, when I just remember ..." you sighed.

"You missed me, so you sigh?" Roger appeared next to you.

"Sure babe! So, have you solved what you have? Can we go now?"

"Partly. Listen, Sarah darling, there's one place, it's called Rockfield Farm. We'll spend about, um...a month there, we'll work on a new album. I've just talked to Roger about it. It's coming right after your birthday."

You listened to him with a stony expression on your face

"When did you plan to tell me about this?"

"Love, I didn't know how to tell you. I wanted to after your birthday, but here Fred thought it was better this way"

"Fred thought? And what did you think?" you said anxiously.

"Sorry, sweetie ... I didn't mean to upset you, I guess ..." he scratched nervously.

"Sarah, I reacted that way too, but you know what, it's going to pass quickly, after all, we're going to be able to go there, aren't we, Freddie?" Mary asked.

"Oh darling, cheer up! We're not going to a desert island. It'll be harder for us, we'll be in 24-hour work mode, isn't there really anything to do there. Surrounded by chickens and pigs ..."

"Hahaha, seriously?"

"Yeah, a real farm, except it has a serious recording studio. I'm going to have to be with those three all the time ..." Fred rolled his eyes.