Four - Cars and Cheese and Rhapsodies

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The boys were currently staying at Rockfield Farm recording studio, working on their new album, A Night at the Opera.

They had already been there a few days when Diana joined them during her break from the theatre production rehearsals she was apart of. 

"I put my heart and soul into that song," Roger huffed while he cooked breakfast for the group.

"No one is disputing that," John assured him.

"And you don't like it because you want your songs on the album."

"Aww, he's pouting," said Di.

"It's not that, Roger."

"What is it then?"

Brian looked up from his plate. "'I'm in Love With My Car'?"

Di tried and failed to resist a snort of laughter.

"What?" cried Rog, defending his song.

"Maybe it's not strong enough."

"What does that even mean, 'Not strong enough'?" demanded Rog.

"Diana, Darling!" Freddie entered the kitchen then, wrapping Di up in a hug and kissing her cheek.

"Hi Fred!"

Then he addressed the others. "I know I'm late, put it on me."

"We're discussing Roger's car song," John informed him.

"You sound so enthusiastic," Freddie chuckled.

"Brian started it," said Di.

"Is it strong enough? That's all I'm asking," Brian defended himself. "If I'm on my own here, then I apologize." He held up his hands in a surrendering manner.

Poor Rog looked personally attacked. "How does your new song go then?" he demanded, picking up Brian's notes. The others winced, having already read Brian's lyrics.  "'You call me sweet like I'm some kind of - cheese'?!"

"Yeah..." Brian was nodding, all eyes now on him. "It's good."

"Wow!" Roger feigned amazement.

"'Cars and cheese," chuckled Di. "This album is going to be a major hit, I can just tell."

"Oh yeah, well, how about, 'When my hand's on your grease gun'," Brian shot back at Roger, now reading from Roger's lyrics. "That's real subtle, isn't it." Now both Diana and John were trying to hide laughter.

"It's a metaphor, Brian!" defended Roger.

"For what?" Di raised her eyebrows knowingly. 

"Yes, it's just a bit weird, Roger. I mean what exactly are you doing with that car?" asked John.

"Children please," broke in Freddie. "We could all murder each other over our songs but then who would be left to record this album?"

"Statistically speaking, most bands don't fail, they break up," John said.

"Why the hell would you say something like that?" cried Freddie. John just shrugged. Freddie turned to the still fuming blond. "Roger, there's only room in this band for one hysterical queen." He poured himself some tea and took it outside.

"May I see these lyrics?" asked Di. Rog handed over his notes and she inspected them. "Well, this is certainly something, but I think you can all agree that you can't really judge a song until you hear it out loud. Hang on, I'll be right back." She took off upstairs, lyrics in hand.

"I know why you're angry, Roger," Brian continued their argument.

"Oh, and why's that?" challenged Rog.

"Because you know your song's not strong enough."

Roger stood staring at him for a moment before he picked up a handful of the potatoes he had been cooking and tossed them at Brian, who just continued to sip his coffee despite getting hit in the face with the food. "Is that strong enough for you?!" Smash! There went their breakfast dishes.  "How about that?!" He swung around, grabbing the nearest small appliance.

"NOT the coffee machine!" Brian and John shouted before he could toss that at them as well.

"Give me that." Brian snatched the small appliance from Roger's hands in case he still decided to throw it, and poured himself some more coffee, which he snorted into moments later when Diana appeared again.

She must have gone through Roger's suitcase for she was wearing his clothes: a pair of flared jeans, one of his v-neck tops, heavy fur coat, heeled boots, and a pair of his sunglasses.

"Those are mine!" cried the blond.

"I know, we needed the full experience. Just pretend I'm more blond." She grinned before tugging at the waistband of the jeans. "Jesus, you guys wear your trousers really tight." After straightening out her costume, she cleared her throat. "And now, ladies and gentlemen, I present to you a love ballad by our very own Roger Taylor: I'm in Love With My Car - what does that even say? I can't read your writing."

With that, she began reading out the lyrics, giving an overly-dramatic rendition of Roger's song, only adding to the joke. Brian and John were red in the face and short of breath they were laughing so hard, while Roger just looked plain upset.

"Diana!" He couldn't help but laugh though at her over the top performance, and chased after her out of the house and into the yard, she holding the lyric notes just out of his reach.

"'I'm holding your wheel!'" She dropped to her knees on the lawn, pouring her heart into the words before running off again, over to the group's car parked out in the driveway.

"'I'm in love with my car! Got a feel for my automobile!'" She squealed as Roger continued to chase her, waving the lyrics overhead.

Now Brian, John, and Freddie were standing out on the lawn, all laughing at the scene.

Finally, Roger caught up to her, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder, she flailing in protest.  This caused him to stumble and they both crashed to the grass in a fit of laughter. 

"A masterpiece," she declared, handing him back his song.

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The boys were in their final days of recording - over schedule, Brian was quick to remind them - working on their new single, Bohemian Rhapsody.

"How does it sound from your end, dear?" Fredde called through the mic from where the four stood in the recording box. Through the glass they could see Diana jumping excitedly on the other side. 

"We can't hear you Di!"

"Push the button!"

"Sorry, got too excited!" came her voice through the mic.  "It's brilliant, I love it! They'll love it!"





(Ah, that farm scene has to be one of my favourites in the whole movie! ;) I just watched this movie again (so, so good!) so I was feeling inspired! :)

Thank you so much for reading this chapter and I hope you enjoyed it! :))


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