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After a month long honeymoon in Spain, Roger and Hyacinth finally returned to London, to make an album.

With Freddie.

Hyacinth got to the studio late, as always, and froze upon seeing all four of the boys in there, all in their natural state when in the studio

Roger had a cigarette hanging from his mouth as he played his drums, dark sunglasses covering his pretty eyes.

Brian was sat on the stage tuning his guitar, staring at it with all his focus.

Freddie was passing the stage while reading lyrics, mentally planning out every jump, twirl, leap, and run that he'd do during a performance.

And Deaky was sat calmly on the stage, with an already tuned bass, lyrics already known, keys already memorised, and his choreography (standing still and only moving his hands and arms to play) already known by heart.

Hyacinth realised she had a lot of catching up to do, and suddenly felt a wave of stress over take her body.

She took a seat on the red leather sofa at the side of the room, holding her head.

Roger was the first to notice, having already been staring at her from the moment she walked in, and immediately rushed over.

"You alright love?"

"I need to learn the lyrics." She whined, earning a chuckle from Roger, who quickly silenced himself under the glare he was receiving from his wife.

"Okay, we'll learn the lyrics. I'll help." He saidc slightly nervously.

Her stress then immediately turned into relief and a strong feeling of love for her husband, and she smiled and pulled him into a hug.

"Is she high?" Freddie whispered worriedly to Brian.

"I don't think so. She normally has low eyes or a twitchy jaw when she's high." He whispered back, and Deaky joined the conversation.

"Maybe she's pregnant." He suggested nonchalantly, like it was nothing.

"After the honeymoon? She probably drank a bottle of wine a night. If there was a baby, it's long gone now." Freddie laughed.

"No, seriously. When my wife got pregnant she got mood swings like that. It's funny, she was acting exactly how Cynth acted when she used to do coke.

"My darling Hyacinth did coke?!" Freddie's gasp-whispered.

"Yeah, while you were off in Munich." Brian said with a smirk.

"I told you two to keep an eye on her.. and Roger."

"No you didn't?"

"I did. Telepathically."

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