Brian's POV
"My love! Wake up my love. We must record today!"
Roger stirred ever so slightly and hummed.
"We need your 'kazoo voice'... remember?"
At this he jumped up. I laughed. He was like a child!
"Mmmhhhmmm you better watch out. My kazoo voice is coming to beat your ass!" He started jumping on the bed.
Amazing, really, how he could go from tired as hell to literally jumping on the bed. With one final jump he later down again; out of breath.
He looked at me and giggled.
If he was gonna play kid, so was I.
"Rarrrwww!" I bent my fingers like claws and pretended to bite him like a dinosaur.
"Aaaaahhhh!!!" He playfully screamed.
Now we were both laughing.
He snuggled up right next to me with his head on my shoulder. His hair smelled so nice!!!
"Baby I love you so much!" I said.
"I love you too! More than you know!" He replied.
"Do you wanna go out tonight?" I asked.
"Ok! Where to?" He smiled.
"Uuummmmmm.... it's a surprise!" I smiled back. Knowing EXACTLY what I've been saving up for.
"Ok, but at least tell me how to dress!" Rog pleaded.
"Hmm. Formally. Veerrryyy formally." Was my answer, "AND... we'll meet at 9."
"Ok baby.... did I mention that I love you?!" He looked up, but since he was so close he gave me an accidental butterfly kiss. I giggled like a schoolgirl.
"Yes. ...but I love you more!"
He laughed, knowing it would last forever if he denied. Plus we had to get to the studio! Even if it was next door.
I sadly got up and searched my cupboard. I threw on some velvet black pants and a shiny white jacket with my signature clogs.
I then proceeded to go through rog's clothes and find something at least suitable for him to wear.
I turned around and threw the clothes at him; but he was off guard so they hit him in the face.
I burst out laughing! Haaaaa. I sighed. How is it possible the stupidest things are the funniest?
"Get dressed Rog. We have a busy day!" I'm so excited for tonight! He doesn't know what I have planned at all! Aaahhh! That clueless bitch! I love him so muuuccchhh!!!
Ahahahahahahahaha I just HAD to tell SOMEONE or I was gonna DIE!!!
"I'll meet you there sweetie, there's just something I must do first!" I walked over and kissed him on the head before walking out of the room; shutting the door so he could change.
I immediately went over to Freddie's room.
*knock knock knock*
"Come In darling!" Freddie answered, and I opened the door. He lay on the bed with his cats, reading a book about cats.
Typical Fred.
"Oh! Brian! Lovely to see you this morning! Something I can do for you?" He sat up; pushing Tiffany off him.
"Yes! Actually... ...uh... may I talk to you?"
"You may." He cracked up. I sighed.
"Ok. So... I'm taking roger out tonight."
"Ooohhhhh anywhere nice?" He asked.
"Umm... the ritz-
"WHOLY FUCK YOURE ACTUALLY TAKING RO-
I put my hand over his mouth to shush him.
He bit me.
"Ow!" I exclaimed.
He just stood there looking sassy. "Anyway... SPILL! SPILL!!!" He grabbed my hands and we sat down on the bed.
He started up a conversation. "Dining at the ritz?"
"We'll meet at 9."
" 12345678 9 o'clock?"
"Precisely!"
"And?"
"I'll pay the bill, he'll taste the wine!"
"Driving back?"
"In style!"
"In?"
"My saloon."
"Will do quite nicely."
"I'll just-
"Take him back to your flat, he'll be fine!"
"Fred..."
"SHUT UP DARLING NOW IM INSPIRED!!!" And with that he rushed away to scribble something down.
"Whatever." I mumbled as I walked to the studio.
Later...
"DAAA DAAAA DA DA DA DA DEEEEENNN DAA DAAA DUN DAAAAAAAAAA!!!" Roger went.
"Damn Rog! You're sounding so good!!!"
"Alright! We're done it! I think we've finished the album!!!" Fred came down to smile at us. He put a hand on my shoulder. "Go celebrate."
I nodded, thanking him, and I took Rog by the hand and went to change.
I was mindlessly searching through my cupboard when I found something I forgot roger had packed...
I face palmed.
Rogeeerrrrrr!!!!
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Y'all forgot about the stripper outfit? Lmao well it's coming back😂 -am
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