It's when the four members of Queen got wasted last night, waking up, naked in the same bed, and cluelessly knowing that last night was 34 years ago. Every thing that they do in the future changes their history completely when they come back to the...
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1984
Soon, David entered the room, Brian greeted him. He was wearing a lab coat on, holding a plastic bag with sandwhiches in it. Which made Brian have a deja vu. Knowing that this had happened in his dream made him really anxious and scared.
"Let's get it on, boys! Wake up!" He shook Freddie awake, which made the bed shake also, waking Deaky at the same time.
"Oh, what the hell?" Freddie groaned, but as soon as he saw the bag of sandwhiches he completely stood up. "I know I don't eat too much but f*ck, this is so good!" He keeps munching on his sandwhich. Roger also took one, eating it like some predator that got its prey.
"Close your mouth while you're eating Roger." John rolled his eyes, "Same goes for you, Fred."
But the two decided to ignore him. David looked at them in disappointment, but oh well, whenever something goes in his way, it's always disappointment.
"Alright, boys! Stop messing about. We have somebody who is in grave danger!" David shoved them, he thought it was just a little nudge for them, but a violent push for the four. Then out the door they go.
"Sh*t, David! I almost dropped my sandwhich!" Roger groaned, as they all followed the rushed doctor. He was probably walking like 50 mph since they can't keep up with him, even Brian, having his long legs as an advantage, he didn't keep up as well.
Freddie had to fix his hair really quickly, by sweeping his hair to the right. John's floofy hair bobbed up and down whenever his foot touches the floor when he walks. Freddie couldn't help but stare,
'Such a beautiful creature he is,' Freddie thought, then instantly covering his pink cheeks with his 4th sandwhich. They got out of the hotel building and was greeted by a warm breeze.
"Alright, get in!" David jogged to the driver's seat, and inserted the car key to the car ignition. He waited for the four to get it in the car, by tapping his fingers on the steering wheel impatiently.
Roger got on the passenger seat, while Brian, John and Freddie were in the back seat. Brian was awfully quiet, he looked at the back of Roger's neck, who tried to busy himself by trying to peel of a little skin on his thumb.
David stepped on the gas pedal, which made all of them hit the back of their heads on the seat.
He was definitely speeding, but not a cop has taken notice. Probably too busy ignoring it. They got to the lab again wearing the same caps and sunglasses. It was like a uniform now in some ways. With lots of turning left and rights, and a couple of try not to stare at people, they got into the chamber, which held the simulator.
David stopped walking. "Now, there have been some news that you guys are missing. So I suggest you guys listen to my instructions and do it quickly. Do it for Freddie's sake alright?" They all nodded, and wouldn't dent that they were very nervous. Brian didn't want his dream to happen, where they were sent to 1991. The date was still encrypted in his mind. Which made him slightly shiver down his spine.
"You'll arrive in Kensington, at 5:00 pm. His birthday will be held in the most expensive club there is, everybody knows it, so it shouldn't be hard to ask. You guys don't have any invitations, but you guys can pretend you all are waiters. If one of you sees 1987 Freddie go to a room of some sort, don't let him. It's a possibility that he might've got the virus there, alright? Crystal clear?"
They all nodded again, knowing that they might not remember it. But Brian remembered they had to be there at 11:39 pm. John spoke,
"When does the party start?"
"About 11:40 pm. Something like that, but since you guys need to disguise yourselves as waiters, you guys have to be there early. 9:00 pm, I'm thinking."
Brian gulped, and looked at the three. They seemed to be super chill and all, that's good for them. But Brian couldn't help but worry. He was worrying if they got sent to a different year, like 1991?
David told them all to lay down on one of the beds, and relax. He did everything that needs to be done. And soon they all fell unconscious as their mind travelled to 1987, while the body stays in 1984.
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1987
Roger was the first one to gain consciousness. Again, laying down on a hotel bed with all four them. Despite he noticed they were two beds. He groaned ad he sat up. He immidiately looked down and saw if his clothes were still there. Even his organ between his legs.
"Oh, thank God, it's still there." He sighed in relief.
He looked at the other three, and he waited them to wake up. John was the second one to wake up. He rubbed his eyes and sighed, as he was so done on doing this time travelling shenanigans.
"Deaks! It worked!" Roger exclaimed, and stood up. He looked at the window, "Yeah! The cars look slightly different compared to '84."
"You know I was glad that I haven't heard you say the word 'car' for maybe the last two days. And I thought you were on a streak, but you really have to break it don't you?" John huffed.
"Psh, you're just jealous since I get to see cars everywhere, when you don't get to see cheese on toast everywhere."
Deaky frowned, "Fine, you win, Rog. But mark my words, I will see a cheese on toast today!"
"Oi, what's going on?" Brian spoke, with curls on the front of his face. His curly hairs can be rebellious if they want to or not. His eyes narrowed instantly, "Quick! What year is it?"
"It's 1987, Brian, duh. Don't get your underwear on a twist." Roger shoved the calendar in Brian's face. Brian sighed in relief. While Freddie was still unconscious. David was right, they did arrive in 5:00 pm, judging the clock, it was 5:02.
Freddie later on woke up. They had nothing else to do, but stare at the clock until it hits at 8:30 pm. Roger forgot the plan, but he could always depend on Brian. That bloke's mind has like a bajillion memory storage.
"Can we go and stroll around?" Freddie spoke, as he scratched his moustache.
"No, we have to wait." Brian said.
"Please! I don't want to wait!" Freddie even kneeled down, and joined his hands together, and soon Roger joined him. They looked like they were praying to God.. or Brian. Brian looked down and sighed,
"Fine, fine. But I'll come with you, lads! I don't want any trouble happening." He put his hands on his hips.
Roger and Freddie bolted right to the door, and ran. John rolled his eyes and walked, not even bothering to run.
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I decided to update 2 chapters! Since I always have to let you guys wait for like a week, or sometimes longer than that.
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