WWRY oneshots

Crazy Little Mess-Ups

~crazy little fuck up~

Brit: you see Galileo, these days what passes for music is created only for money, which is why it has no soul. But when rock 'n' roll began, you know why they did it?

Gal: why?

Brit: they did it for their babies of course, like for you and Oz or me and Scaramouche.

Gal and Oz: excuse me!?

Brit: I mean! Uh-
*he panics*

Oz: you. Uh. What? You've been seeing other chicks behind my back!
*she looks at Galileo*
And you. Get your little home wrecker out of here!
*she runs out of the cafe crying*

Buddy: dude... you done messed up.

Brit: I meant to say "like me and Oz or you and Scaramouche"!
*he pleads*

Buddy: I'm so not vibing with this right now. You just brought the whole mood down Brit.

*the bohemians agree and they walk out of the Hard Rock Cafe, leaving Brit alone with Gal*

~various sides of traitorous lives~

Brit: what do I do?

Gal: why don't we sing about it?

*music starts up*

Brit: no. I need time to think...

Gal: I'm here for you. You guys took me in when no one else would. And I'm sorry.
*he walks out taking Scara with him*

*some time later, Khashoggi busts into the cafe*

Khash: oh yeah, indeed!
*She walks in like she owns the place*
Finally, I got my reservations to the hard.. rock...
*she looks around only to see brit*
Cafe?? Where is everyone?

Brit: they left... I'm the only one here now. I'm an outcast again.

Khash: you and your bohemians are all outcasts. But it seems it's my lucky day! The bohemians dismantled and I didn't have to do a thing!

Brit: so.. what are you going to do then? Kill me?

Khash: indeed mr. Spears. It's time to hit you baby one more time!
*she shoots brit with her lazer gun*