*Author's note*

Sup party people!! I'm back in the BoRhap house!!!! And with a request that came from the fabulous lia_hale_ I was having a joy writing this fic and I got some inspiration from a very fun character that some of you may know once you read the beginning half of this story. Okay so in this fic you are Roger Taylor's younger sister since they asked for either Roger or Brian sis fic, but I wanted to go with a Roger sister fic so I hope that's alright with ya'll. Okay so I will stop talking and allow you all to read this fic and I'll be back with another one cause I've got quite a few on my tumblr requests coming up :)

We will rock you assistant

Queen x teen reader

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It was 1977, I had finally returned from my 4 year study abroad program that counted towards my shot at a biology major. And there was an offer saying that if you wanted to complete a 4yr program rather than a full college career that was also an option, so I actually got spend the rest of my secondary school year (years 10-13) down in Queensland, Australia to study in the Zoology program.

I'll admit it was hard the first year I was there because I had never been that far away from home ever in my life on my own, but I made some really good friends and the professors there were amazing that they became parental figures for us rather than just our teachers. I got to learn a lot about Zoology and the study of the animals of South America. But it was so good to be home.

Especially now since I get to finally see my big brother after 4 years of not seeing him. And some of you may know him, blonde hair, blue eyes, incredible drummer. Yep I'm talking about the famed Roger Taylor, drummer of Queen.

When I first told him about the program he at first being the overprotective big brother that he was, refused to let me go. We fought about it constantly until that's when our mother made the final decision and allowed me to go because she thought this would be a good experience for me. Especially now since she couldn't afford another kid going to college at the time.

He was also outnumbered because the rest of the band thought it was also a good thing for me to experience. Oh yeah, did I not mention that I'm real close with the band? Yeah I've known all of them since they formed Queen, but besides my brother, Brian is the one I've known the longest.

In fact he was the first to agree that going to Australia for this program would be wonderful to get a full experience background and it would help in future job applications in the future. Brian's like a second brother to me so I know that if Roger won't give into my ways, I can always fall back on Brian to be 'Brother of the year.'

And Freddie and Deacy were a blessing to have around as well. Freddie was known to the world by now as the frontman of Queen, but to me he'll always be known as Freddie, King of the cats and lord of fashion. He's always been there to help cheer me up whenever I felt a little blue or after a big fight with my brother, and Deacy was the band's bass player and mediator if things got chaotic, but whenever it was just the two of us, we got to share an interest of our studies so if he had to do anything regarding to biology I was there to help him as best as I could and he taught me a little bit about electronics and how they worked.

So even though there were tears shed on the last day of spring of 1973, I told the boys I would keep in contact and write every single day and they promised the same thing. Of course people in Australia knew who Queen were by 1975 when their 4th album 'A Night at the Opera' came out.

All my friends couldn't stop talking about it and some couldn't stop listening to it, and I was the same way. But it also helped me out whenever I got homesick and missed them too much. Just hearing their voices and instruments play brought me back to home and back to them.

And now here I am, standing before the studio where mum said they rehearsed and recorded their albums. While I was beyond thrilled to finally see the guys again, I was also really nervous.

Cause I mean last time I saw them, sure they were popular but only just through England, Japan and America. They were still rising stars, now ever since A night at the Opera, they've completely exploded to the levels of Elton John, David Bowie, ACDC, the Beatles, and a hell of a lot of other rockstars. And sometimes egos get in the way or they just forget about who their families are and never talk to them anymore once they've hit it big.

I was worried that with as long as I've been gone, the four of them probably forgot all about me, or just didn't want to have anything to do with me anymore. I stood before the door of the studio about to go in but I stopped and set my bags down.

"Okay, calm down (y/n), you can do this. You've known these guys since forever. You gotta make this reunion right." I then did a practice mock turn and said with the most angelic voice, "Greetings my brothers." I groaned out. Pathetic.

I then tried another tactic, a simply grand gesture wave but making my voice all high and strange sounding but that didn't work. Then I thought, maybe a simple hide and suddenly appear as they come out. I managed to find a shrub tree so I grabbed that, set it in front of the door and hid behind it before practicing peeking out and saying oh so casually.

"Oh hey guys, didn't see you there." I groaned and muttered to myself, "None of this is going to work." I sighed heavily. "Maybe just a simple, sincere welcome back. Yeah, yeah that'll do it. It's only just the most important reunion of your life, what could go wrong?"

*3rd Person POV*

After waiting for over an hour and a half for Freddie, the remaining three members who had come with their wives all decided that they should return home since this rehearsal didn't seem important enough for their lead singer.

"All that waiting for nothing." Exclaimed Roger.

"Well we should've expected this, I mean after all since—well you know he and Mary broke up and Paul weaseled himself into his life, he's been a bit....off." Brian said.

"I only just wish he hadn't made such a big deal about coming to rehearsal and then not show up himself." Stated Deacy.

"He'll come around love, meanwhile why don't we all head out for some lunch. Our treat boys since you all have worked so hard." Offered Veronica, his lovely wife.

"No love we can't ask that—"

"She's not asking. We're offering." Stated Chrissie, Brian's wife.

"Thanks darling." Brian said softly as he softly pecked her cheek. That was until Dominque, Roger's wife took a hold of the door and they were all shock to reveal a young teenage girl with bags and suitcases behind her.

"Sup party people I'm back in the hizz-hou—ohh no! God that was so American of me to say, why did I let Zack convince me to talk like that? I'm so sorry that was terrible, can I get a do-over?"

*My POV*

Well I totally fucked that greeting up. Hizz-house? Really? God next time I see that boy I'm gonna strangle him. I saw my brother with a raven-haired girl standing beside him, in fact Deacy and Brian all had girls by their sides. Deacy was arm to arm with a beautiful blonde woman while Brian had a brunette.

All three of my boys looked at me, almost like they were ready to bawl, especially my brother. I smiled softly and said.

"Hey Rog." He just stood there. All was silent then just before I could say anything else, Roger rammed himself into me, picking me up in his arms and spinning me around.

I let out a shriek at first but immediately hugged my brother back as he cheered happily, hugging me as tight as he could all the while kissing all over my face. After what felt like eternity, he finally set me down but refused to let go of his embrace. Not that I minded anyway, I missed him just as much as he missed me.

"Oh (y/n) I can't believe it's you. You're—you're actually here. Home at last!"

"I know, 4 years seems like forever."

"You have no idea lovie, god I've missed you like crazy." He hugged me once again before getting a second look at me, "Ohh look at you. You've grown so much. Last I saw you, you were this big." He gestured playfully as he placed his hand to his waist. I playfully shoved him and exclaimed.

"I was never that short, you overgrown blonde giant!"

"Don't you raise your voice at me little Ms. Thumbelina!" The two of us glared at each other for a brief moment before I let out a giggle and hugged my brother one last time saying.

"Oh I've missed you so much big bro."

"And I you little sis." It was then my attention turned toward Deacy and Brian. I got out of my brother's arms and slowly walked towards them cautiously. Okay so the reunion with Rog was an immediate check point, but I guess that's to be expected because he's my brother, but what about the two guitar players of Queen.

"Bri, Deacy. Been a long time. I hope you hadn't forgotten little ol—" but then just like Roger, but instead of one of them coming up to embrace me, both of them did. Sandwiching me between them. I smiled as I leaned my head against Deacy's chest and tried to hug both of them with each arm as best as I could.

"Oh love look at you. You truly have grown into a beautiful young woman. Last we saw you, you were just a kid and now just look at you." Said Deacy.

"Well how about you? Last I saw you your hair was down to here, now you've cut it to a true man's hairstyle."

"Do you hate it?"

"No this look suits you just fine. Though I can't say I'll miss braiding your hair in secret while you sleep."

"So it was you who was doing that!" he exclaimed.

"Hey Rog goaded me on. He said I couldn't do it without waking you up."

"Don't you drag me into this!" my brother exclaimed. I playfully stuck my tongue at him when I was pulled away by Brian. He spoke not a word but just smiled lovingly down at me as he placed both of his hands at each side of my head before gently caressing downward around my face till he cupped each side of my jawline. A common sign of affection he always did with me.

"They weren't lying. God you've really become a woman now."

"I know, but I also know that like Rog you can't help but imagine me as that little girl you first met when my brother joined Smile."

"That I do." He smiled softly and gingerly kissed my forehead before hugging me close to him. It wasn't until a throat cleared and that's when my attention turned towards the three women standing there.

"Hate to spoil the reunion, but just letting you guys know we're still here. And we would like to know just who this famed young girl that has our husbands' wrapped around her finger is." The blonde spoke up. There was no trace of malicious or jealousy in her words, but there was a hint of teasing towards the end.

"Sorry. Chrissie, Veronica, Dominque. This young woman is our biggest fan, future zoologist and Roger's younger sister, (Y/n) Taylor. (Y/n), this is Brian's wife Chrissie, Dominque, your sister in law and my lovely wife, Veronica." Deacy said introducing us.

"Ohh so I'm finally meeting the three famed wives of Queen. Each of your husbands have told me a bit about you, I can't believe I didn't put two and two together when I first saw you." I spoke as I walked up and stood before them.

"Believe us, the boys have told us all about you, especially Roger." Said Dominque.

"Oh god I swear if he told you any embarrassing stories about me, forget them they didn't happen the way he says they did. And he's responsible for most of them happening." I shook hands with my sister in law and she smiled down at me and she whispered.

"Don't worry I had your back in defending your honor." Before winking at me. Oh I like her already.

"I can't believe we're finally meeting the famous (y/n). I especially have been looking forward to this moment for 4 years. The way my husband talked about you I expected to meet a little girl, but you my dear are so grown up." The brunette Chrissie said. I smiled and said.

"They all still see me as that little girl, guess it'll take time for them to see me now."

"Lovie no matter how big you get you'll always be my baby sister." Roger teased as he wrapped his arm around my neck and playfully pinched my cheek. I whined and shoved him off and that's when I began looking around.

"Where's Fred?" at the mention of his name, the guys went either stoic or pissed off.

"C'mon in the studio love, there's a lot you need to catch up on." My brother lead me inside the studio while Deacy and Brian grabbed my bags and we all went back into the studio.

It was then I was filled in on everything that had happened. Apparently now Mary and Freddie broke up with each other and his assistant Paul Prenter had slowly began to move into his life. Now I vaguely remember meeting Paul a couple of times, but even then I knew there was something about him that I didn't like.

"Geez, poor Freddie."

"Paul's poisoning his mind." Stated Deacy.

"I wouldn't doubt that. I mean, even with the couple times I've actually met him, I knew I didn't like him. One look into his eyes and it's like a Taipan is staring right back at you."

"Taipan?" asked my brother.

"One of Australia's most dangerous snakes. One of the boys in my group got bitten by one about a year ago. We never saw it coming; it was wrong place, wrong time."

"Jesus was he okay?" asked Dominque.

"Yeah, luckily we managed to get him to the hospital where they gave him anti-venom."

"What's that?" asked Chrissie.

"They milk venom from the snakes and with the help of some brilliant chemists and scientists, they can create a potent to counteract the venom in the body. If they are given it in time, and it has to be from the same species of snake or spider or whatever venomous creature you're getting it from. If you use black mamba anti-venom to counteract a rattlesnake venom, it does nothing."

"Wow, the things science is doing for us nowadays." Said Veronica.

"Okay so we've established the fact that Paul's a snake, but what can we do to help Freddie?" my brother demanded. No one spoke up until I said.

"I guess the only thing we can do is just be there for him as much as we can." The guys were hesitant but they agreed solemnly. "So what were you guys up to before I got here?"

"Well we were supposed to rehearse at Freddie's request but of course he decided to not to show up." Answered Deacy.

"So we were gonna head out and treat the boys to lunch, would you care to join us?" asked Veronica.

"Yes please, if you don't mind. I've been on a plane for over 12hours with only snacks to keep me happy. And don't get me wrong but plane food can only go so far."

"Then have no fear sister dear, let's get that tummy of yours filled with some real meat." Roger as he poked my stomach making me curl up and push his hand away. It was then Brian spoke up.

"(Y/n), what's that scarring on your leg?" I looked down and sighed.

"Well let's just say Cody, the boy who got bit by a snake wasn't the only one who experienced an animal attack. Mine however was a bit more vicious."

"What happened? What hurt you and how come you never told me about this? How long ago was it?" Roger began frantically asking questions in a demanding tone.

"Rog relax I lived. Aaron got a bit cocky thinking that just because he was from Texas he could wrangle any pig. So he snuck out away from the school grounds and found a trial leading to a herd of wild feral pigs. Nearly got himself killed had I not been there to save his sorry ass. Thankfully before the pig could tear a main artery, the professor came and fired a gun into the air which scared the boars away. Had to be given over 20 stitches and 4 weeks of bedrest, but at least I didn't end up with an amputation."

"Did they call mum and inform her what had happened? How long ago did it happen?"

"It happened 6 months after joining the program, and yes they did. They always inform the parents of anything that happens to the students, and critical injuries or hospital visits are immediately told to the parents."

"Well why didn't she call me about it?"

"Weren't you guys on the American tour around that time?" He shrugged before wrapping his arms around me bringing me close to him. "Hey, I'm alright. Just hurt like a bitch but I'm okay." I said softly as I rubbed his forearm.

"I just wish I could've been there. I could've saved you, helped made you comfortable as you were on bedrest. Kissed your boo-boos away." I groaned out his name he softly chuckled and said, "still scars or not you're still every bit the baby sister I know and love. I'll take you no matter what." He stroked down my hair and leaned his head on top of mine. I smiled and nuzzled into his neck until Brian spoke up.

"We'll try coming here again tomorrow, but for now I say let's celebrate our best girl's return with a well-earned English lunch." Everyone was in agree so we took my bags, placed them in the trunk of my brother's car and we all headed out to lunch.

Throughout the entire day, we spent the day at my favorite restaurant and I told them more about the program and how my official diploma would be shipped to me in the next month or so.

The next day it was pretty much like the same thing as yesterday. I was sitting between Chrissie and Veronica on the couch. Roger and Dominque were sitting together on a chair looking through a boating magazine. Deacy who was sitting on the other side of Veronica were talking together while Brian sat on the drum risers. I've noticed that for the past hour he's been softly tapping his foot twice and softly clapping his hands.

"What about this one?" muttered Roger.

"This one is for me." Dominque spoke.

"I don't see how you can buy a boat Rog, and most importantly where would you keep it?" I questioned.

"First of all it's a yacht, totally different. And second down by the docks of course. We've got a lake house that we bought about a year ago."

"How come you always get the good stuff when I go away?"

"Aww don't worry love, I'll buy you one soon enough. Till then you can take the basement whenever you come and visit."

"Roger, don't you boot your sister down there, it's not even finished." Dominque said.

"Thank you Nicky, you're the best sister I could ever ask for." I reached out for her hand and she took mine.

"Everyone up on the drum risers." Brian suddenly stated as he now stood up. We were a bit confused a bit till Brian emphasized his point once more, "Up on the drum risers."

"Finally some action!" I moaned out as I sat up and as I walked up Brian said.

"Thank you (y/n), showing some enthusiasm." As I stood beside him, he wrapped his arm around me and kissed the top of my head as I hugged him around his waist. It was then Deacy spoke up.

"Just (y/n), or all of us?"

"Yes, yes c'mon John. Everyone up, I'm not waiting any longer." Soon everyone got off their butts and walked up onto the drum risers. Chrissie stood to my left while Dominique stood to my right.

"Bass?" questioned Deacy as he made the gesture of holding his bass guitar in his hand but Brian told him and even gave him a mock kick to his bum.

"No don't need it, get up. Well c'mon Rog take your time."

"Alright. What's this about?" Roger spoke as he was the last to get up on the stage and that's when Brian said.

"You remember our last concert? The crowd were singing our songs back to us. I mean it was deafening but—it was wonderful. They're becoming a part of our show. I want to encourage that so.....I've got an idea to involve them a little bit more." He then began stomping the ground twice before breaking on the third beat. He did that a few times before John sneered with sarcasm.

"Genius."

"Thank you John." Brian spoke mockingly. I just rolled my eyes at their interaction before Brian urged all of us again, "C'mon." Soon everyone started to stomp along with Bri. I felt a little out of place and I was just about to slowly back off when Brian spoke again, "That means you too (y/n)."

"R-really?"

"Yeah, now c'mon join the ranks." My brother then pulled me between him and Deacy and I joined in on the rhythmic stomping. "Good. Now I want you to clap on the third beat." Soon it formed into a STOMP, STOMP CLAP. STOMP, STOMP CLAP.

"Don't speed up!" My brother claimed but he looked down at me and playfully bopped my nose. I glared playfully up at him as Brian said.

"Rog keep that time." We all continued the tempo following my brother's lead when I heard Brian speak up again after he had turned toward the piano to play a single key, "No Prenter? It's unusual to see you without your clone?"

"It's unusual seeing you be so bitchy." I looked up to see the last Queen member I didn't see the other day, the front man himself Freddie Mercury. He looked different as well, much like Deacy his hair was now shorter.

"That's usually me." Deacy spoke as he pointed to himself and I playfully bumped into his arm. Brian turned back around toward us and playfully teased my brother.

"Ahh you're keeping time Rog, good." I heard my brother playfully scoff and that's when Freddie stood beside Bri and asked.

"What's going on?"

"You'd know if you were on time." Said my brother as we all ceased our stomping and claps and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. Freddie turned to look at my brother as he said.

"I'm a performer darling not a Swiss train conductor." He then turned to Brian and said, "Sorry I'm late."

"Again." Deacy spoke bluntly. Fred turned back towards us and when he finally took notice of me he said.

"And just who is here with us today?"

"If you were here yesterday Freddie, you'd realize it's me." His eyes widened and he said.

"No way, (y/n)? Little (y/n) Taylor?" I nodded and grinned at him. He grinned back at me and stated as he pointed at me, "Afterwards, you and me, outside. We've got some things to talk about." He then turned back to Brian and continued, "Now back to the matter at hand, will you please tell me why you're not playing any instruments?"

"I wanna give the audience a song that they can perform. Alright? Let them be a part of the band so what can they do?" Brian then resumed stomping and clapping two times before we all resumed and joined him. Even Freddie joined in at one of the claps. "Imagine....thousands of people. Doing this in unison, hmm?" Freddie had a processing look in his eyes before finally saying.

"What's the lyric?" And it was then a new Queen hit was being born.

As the day went on, I walked over to Brian who was at the controls with pieces of paper scattered around him, pencil in head connecting it to his brain trying to get the right lyrics. I slowly walked up towards him and asked.

"So this is how the great Brian May works his lyrics?" He turned to me and he smiled.

"It's how we all work. Though you should've seen us when we went to Rockfield farm to record a Night at the Opera. Sheet music everywhere." I chuckled and sat down next to him in the extra chair. I grabbed one of the lyrics sheets and read the lyrics.

"This is good Brian."

"You think so?"

"Yeah, I mean just based off of the rhythm you had going down, made me think about all the sporting events that happened back down in Australia. You think London is fanatic when it comes to football, you clearly haven't seen the Aussie's do it, along with rugby. Those fans get insane."

"I can imagine. But I'm unclear of which order to do some of the lyrics." I stood up and placed the lyric sheet I had back down and leaned over his shoulder to read what he had so far.

"Why not do it like an evolution type thing."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean like you've got each new stanza starting with man. But why not go in age order. Start with a young boy who once started off in the schoolyard kicking mud around, then the young ambitious young man thinking he was gonna rule the world someday, kinda like what my brother envisioned."

"Before finally ending it with an old man, after all is said and done all he wants is peace. Love you are brilliant!" he gasped before bringing me into his lap and hugged me tightly.

"What would you guys do without me?"

"Probably have another car song by your brother."

"Oh don't even get me started on that."

"So you agree with me?"

"Yes, infinitely. I was embarrassed at just hearing the song being played by some of my fellow zoologists, mainly the boys who were also car nuts like my brother."

"Oh I see how it is!" We looked up to see my brother standing there with his arms crossed over his chest. He walked over to me continuing, "You also think my song's stupid? Siding with this rotter here?"

"I'm sorry Rog but you've got to admit it makes you sound like you'd have sex with a car."

"At least one Taylor sees the problem with your song." Brian pipped in.

"You keep out of this!" Roger pointed to Brian. He then directed his attention to me, he gestured with his finger a 'come hither' motion, "You come here."

"No, no Rog I know that look! Back away from me!" I warned him as I got off of Brian's lap immediately recognizing the sign of what he was going to do.

"You've got nowhere else to go (n/n). Only one way out of here and you gotta get by me to get to it." I backed myself into a corner as he kept walking toward me. I quickly looked around before running to the left but he followed and blocked my path.

However what he didn't expect was for me to go to the right and race out but just before I managed to get out of the door, Roger grabbed me around the waist and threw me over his shoulder.

"Oi yah big goober! Put me down! Roger I'm not kidding I'm not seven years old anymore you can't do this to me!!"

"Not till you apologize, ready for the helicopter?"

"No! Please Rog anything but tha—HEY!!" As we were now in the middle of the studio, he began to spin me around. "Stop it! Rog I'm not kidding put me down!"

"Not till you change your mind about my song."

"Never."

"Okay then you're not getting down." He kept the act up for about 10 minutes till I finally relented and gave my brother what he wanted, even though my opinion didn't change. I just wanted to stop the room from spinning and the blood from going to my head.

After helping the boys record the song, I was allowed to go to my first Queen concert in over 4 years. We were at Madison Square Garden and I was up in the front row in a special center-stage reserved seat that the boys managed to swindle for me.

And getting to see them on a bigger stage with a larger audience and more fans than they did when I last went to a Queen concert at the Rainbow back in '74 before I left for my program. They were now full-fledged Rock-gods and I was honored to be apart of their close circle, hell I'm lucky to be related to one of the band members themselves, and a surrogate sister to the other three.