Get Well Soon, Love!

Part 4

Hi!  I'm glad you liked the last part because I was a bit worried that it was too long to be enjoyed.  Thank you so much for your votes and comments, they really encourage me.  So, enough from me and let's carry on with the next chapter :)
(The Queen boys don't belong to me and none of this happen.  It only happened in my mind, lol.)
Enjoy part 4!

Brian was alarmed when he heard his boyfriend screamed, especially since the scream sounded like he was in fear.  Even if it was only caused by a spider Roger was obviously encountering something horrid and Brian must find out. 

Brian quickly sat up, put on his slippers and got out of bed.  He grabbed his night robe and staggered  out of the room. 
"Roger, is everything okay?  Roger?" He called out slowly walking to the staircase.

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Roger was quick to dive under the kitchen table avoiding the "unidentified flying object" hitting him, his shoulder collided hard with the table leg in the process.  As soon as he was safe under the table the so called "unidentified flying object" crashed on the spot where he was standing earlier.  Roger finally got a clear view on what it truly was his eyes stared widely at it almost not believing it.

"What the-!?"

Another loud pop caused Roger to yelp in surprise and he saw something shooting across the room again, landing not far from him.

"The eggs are fucking attacking!" He cried.

Roger turned his head to the stove where the cooking pot was sitting and remembered that there was one more egg inside it and that one last egg could shoot out from the pot anytime.

Risking everything he got, which mainly were just his pride and knees, Roger bellowed a war cry as he dashed out from under the table crawling towards the stove with a speed that could put a one year old baby to shame.  As soon as the stove was in his reach, which only took him a few seconds, Roger shot out his hand up to turn the knob and successfully put out the fire.

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Brian frowned when he heard Roger's war cry, curiosity and worry really got a hold of him by now.  He had just started to take one step down the staircase when he felt his head spinning again.  Not willing to take any risks of rolling down and break his neck, Brian quickly but carefully sat down on the stairs, silently cursing himself for being so weak.  He calmed himself down and called out at his lover.
"Roger?"

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Roger was sitting on the floor with legs stretched out leaning on the stove.  The cooking pot let out a hissing sound which probably came from the last egg that failed to launch and Roger sighed in relief knowing that things werere under control again.  Well, kind of under control because then he realized that he had just burned their dinner.

Roger got up from the floor and peered inside the cooking pot, grimacing when he found that not only that the only egg left was nearly burned to ashes, but the cooking pot as well. 

"Oh, no..." He groaned, staring helplessly at the burned cooking pot. 

By that time Roger heard Brian calling.

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Brian dropped his worried face when he saw his boyfriend came out of the kitchen unharmed.  He was about to ask but Roger beat him to it.

"Oh my God, Brian, what are you doing out of bed!?" Roger said in surprise, quickly ascending the stairs.

"I heard you screaming.  What happened?" Seeing the blond approaching him, Brian grabbed the railing to haul himself up.  Roger got to him before the guitar player could stand properly and helped him with the task.