It wasn't me!
Freddie hadnt forgotten the time when Brian stole his microphone and hid it in his basement. He hadn't forgotten how the curly-haired one laughed when he found his beloved microphone painted pink and blue, covered in stickers reading 'I love Brian May's hair'. It was humiliating performing with it because they couldn't fix it in time. Well, now Brian would pay.
"Brian! Get over here and help me!" Roger screeched.
"Alright!" Brian sighed, Roger needed help again! Couldn't he ask John?
"BRIAN!" Apparently not.
As Brian went to help Roger, Freddie poked his head around the door to Brian's dressing room whistling spy music. He was dressed in black with a ski mask on. He was 'Ninja Freddie' the best ninja in the business. The revenge business that is.
'Ninja Freddie' did a forward roll and hid behind a television set. He then proceeded to tiptoe over to the case where Brian kept his guitar 'Red Special'. He pulled out some things from his trouser pocked and got to work...
When Freddie was finished he went to leave when he heard footsteps. He dived behind the sofa, waiting for the person to leave. It was John.
"Freddie? What are you...?"
"Sshhhh! Brian is coming!"
Freddie grabbed John and pulled him behind the sofa as well.
Brian got back to his dressing room, tired and sweaty, after having to help Roger move all the equipment for their next show. He collapsed on the sofa.
"Argh! Brian! Move!"
"What the...?"
Brian stood up and a rather disheveled John got up From behind the sofa. At that point Brian noticed his guitar. It was now bright pink and covered in glitter.
"John..."
"It wasn't me!"
"JOHN!
Brian chased John out of the room and past a thoroughly confused Roger. At that point an amused Freddie appeared, still wearing the 'Ninja Freddie' outfit. He laughed at the sight that confronted him. John was terrified, Brian was chasing him, holding John bass over his head ans telling him to hold still whilst he bashed him on the head, Roger went over to Freddie.
"Is this your doing Freddie?" He asked
"Of course, darling! I wasn't going to let him get away with the microphone incident now was I?"
That night, at their concert, Brian had to perform with, what Freddie had named, 'Pink Special'. At the end of the concert, when John, Roger and Brian had left the stage, Freddie had an announcement.
"You may have noticed my dear friend Brian's guitar was pink. Well, he chased John for hours because he thought it was him. Brian is in his dressing room now but soon he'll realise who it really was. Three... Two... One..."
"FREDDIE!"
With that, Brian launched onto the stage with a microphone raised over his head.
"Good night, darlings!" Freddie shouted before shooting off the stage laughing and singing.
"Ninja Freddie strikes again! Ninja Freddie strikes again!"
"FREDDIE!"
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