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!BREAKING NEWS!

Lead singer of QUEEN, Freyalindaly Bulsanya-Mercury, has just made history alongside her three bandmates, William May, Reginald May-Taylor and Jennifer Deacon.

With over 50 BILLION streams online and now 13 BILLION on YouTube, Queen's platform has become the largest worldwide!

A huge congratulations to the boys, Bill and Reggie, and our rocking(wink, wink) girls, Jen and Freya.

'We thank you from the bottom of our hearts.'

!END OF STORY!

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"To the band!"

Opaque balloons and streamers float around the high ceilings whilst QUEEN's music wails through distributed headphone sets.

The pop of champagne bottles being opened can be heard from all around the London Music hall. A place where the very air you breathe smells successful.

In, the beginning of a fantastic career is celebrated. Out, the hope for a long and happy one is prayed for.

"Everybody, this is the moment that goes down in the history books!"

Freya watches with proud eyes as the band's hit album is framed and hung on the Walkway of Fame.

Seeing all of her dreams come together so beautifully, she can't help but be moved in the most bittersweet of ways.

Reg, Bill, Jenny and herself are finally all that they wanted to be, and it only took them a matter of years.

"Isn't this crazy?" Jennifer yells over the speaker booming beside them both.

Freya laughs, linking arms with the approaching brunette.

"It is a bit, ain't it? Who would've thunk? Little Mercury and Deacon- takin' over the world before their mid-twenties."

Fighting back tears at the sentiment of it all, Jenny raises her eyes to peer at their now framed album cover.

"I wish Enid was here to see this. I know she would've been proud."

The blonde sighs deeply at this.

"Me too, kid. I know she would've loved this."

The cover of the album itself- a constant reminder of nothing but accomplishment- is a photo of the four rockstars huddled tightly together in a group hug. Each of them is smiling, hand in hand and slightly tipsy after their last recording session of both the year, and the album.

'Tough Days' reached number one in less than two hours, overtaking even Taylor Swift and Adele's new singles.

All three Artists made headlines, when their fans- The Royal Family, the Navy and the daydreamers- were all involved in a furious battle to make their idols number one world-wide. so, merch sold out, Twitter got more out-of-hand than ever before and the artists' songs were streamed so many times that they broke records no one thought could ever be broken, Spotify and iTunes crashing under the unexpected amount of listeners.

Luckily enough, not only their fans, but also the public couldn't and still can't seem to get enough of the fierce, four-member band. The group dynamic and connection. Their success was a result of the bond the two girls and two boys shared with each other from a young age. They all shared an apartment building floor, Jennifer having been born whilst the other three already lived there with their respective family members.

Who couldn't cheer for a band formed by the apartment block trope?

'It's always great to see a musical group where everyone has equal say and talent. It's even better to witness a group where the members become family somewhere along the way.' - George Harrison, New York Times.

'The fist bumps, inside jokes and subtle touches of skin are ironically untouchable, so attractive to crowds and fans that it might as well be QUEEN's magic weapon.' - Nina Zyneik, British Times.

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Now A few hours into festivities, only the brave of heart have stayed until morning.

Champagne glasses litter the floor, confetti still floating around randomly, guests sneezing every once in a while due to the paper touching their nostrils.

From inside the mass of people, Freya, Jennifer, Bill and Reggie- all of whom are drunk out of their minds, some of them showing it far less than others- can see their family members fighting through the swarms of guests to try and get to them.

Rosalia Beach, Mimi, the band's manager, pushes her way through the crowd to get to the relatives, whisking them away backstage and taking them all directly to their children.

"My loves!" The excited Esmerelda Deacon yells, waving her hands above her head as she pulls out a napkin to blow her nose with. Snot touches the cloth with a wet noise, causing some in the room to cringe.

"I cannot believe this! My daughter, and her non-biological siblings! Rockstars, inducted into the Walkway of Fame! Oh, can you die of happiness?"

"I'm not sure, but I kind of hope they would," Reggie mutters.

Freya elbows him in the ribs, smirking when the twenty-two-year-old man flinches and hits her back.

Jennifer runs up to her mother, encasing her in a large hug, happy tears gathering in her glistening eyes.

"I know! It's all mental! Thank you for coming, Ma."

Next, Helen May struts into the room, her surgery-enlarged bum shaking from side to side as she purposefully sways her hips, moving towards her son and step-son with great elegance, and yet trampy style.

"William, son. Reginald. I am extremely proud of you two. Jennifer, Freyalindaly, of you as well."

From just behind his ex-wife, Jonathan Taylor appears.

"It's good to see you, Helen. You look well," he nods, looking his son, Reggie, in the eyes, giving a brief nod of the head before turning away to give his son's stepdad space in the tiny backstage area.

Some might think a nod of the head wasn't enough for a moment so momentous, but deep down Reggie knew that this meant that his father was proud- and that is all he could have ever wanted or needed.

"Well done, lads, I'm proud of you!" Eli May shouts, striding into the room and slipping his arm just underneath his wife's waist, offering Freya and Jen a tight-lipped smile.

"Thank you, dad," Bill smiles in acknowledgement, grin widening when his father places a hand on his shoulder in a harsh but meaningful slap.

"Thanks, Eli," Reginald respond, the girls simply nodding their heads in thanks.

Only Seconds later, Rosalia comes back into the room to haul the band members away, leading them to an empty room and leaving them to celebrate together, alone as a group.

Later...

"Oh my god, we're famous!" Reggie yells.

Never, not in a million years, did he imagine he'd be standing here tonight. I mean...Come on! A little boy from the poorest parts of England, controlled by a workaholic father and an unsatisfied mother? How could Reginald ever, emphasis on that ever, have believed that only fifteen years later he'd be in London- the fancy part- being inducted into one of the most famed Music Halls in not only the country, but the whole entire world?

Jen laughs at his antics while Freya simply rolls her eyes, making her way up to the speaker's podium and bowing her head as people begin to applaud. Giving her audience a blowed-air -kiss and a smile worthy of a million Hall of Fame inductions, Freya prepares herself for a publicly broadcast speech.

Just a few seconds later, however, follows one of the scariest revelations of this singer's lifetime, when she realizes that she has forgotten absolutely everything.

Every single word.

Not to mention, that the microphone hadn't been working properly in rehearsal, so it might not be working now either.

Sensing his bandmate's unease, Reggie yells out:

"Go for it, Frey! You can't make more of a fool out of yourself than I already have tonight!"

With that said, she taps the microphone thrice.

"Hello? Can you hear me clearly? I sure hope so, because otherwise, I'm the tipsy singer who delivered a speech that no one could hear..."

Freya looks around worriedly for confirmation and receives it as the crowd whoops and cheers for her, some laughing at her obviously flustered state.

The microphone echoes slightly and the lead singer's eyes widen in horror. Luckily, it only squeaks and squeals for a moment before the audio decides to settle down.

Swallowing loudly enough for the microphone to pick it up, Mercury confuses the crowd by turning around to face her bandmates, counting down to something.

"One, two, three!"

Pulling her skin-tight, golden dress down slightly and tying the short sleeves around her waist, Freya reveals a QUEEN merch-design vest-top. Fans laugh as Reggie's booming chuckle echoes around the hall, making it clear that though the band knew their co-member had something in store for tonight, they hadn't been let in on any of the details.

As Rosalia hurries onto stage to help her employer pull the vest-top over her dress, Freya begins to tear up in laughter as she picks up on Reginald's drunken monologue further down the stage, near the stairs.

"Someone is getting fired for giving him a microphone," Rosalia mutters to herself, smiling at the sight of the hysterical singer before her.

"Always was fan number one, that one. Started the band, supported the band, and brought success to the band. What's not to love about our darling Freyalindaly Mercury? To add to that, she has a really cool pop-figure collection! Come ooooon guys, seriously! Stop the haaaate!"

"Can you hear him?" Freya asks the audience.

She only laughs harder when everyone confirms it.

Pulling herself together once more, waving to Rosalia as she exits the stage and breathing out in relief as the microphone is snatched from Reggie's hands, Freya begins her now unscripted speech.

"Hiya, everybody! On behalf of me bandmates and myself, I'd like to thank you all for being here tonight. This is a monumental moment for us- both as best friends and as a band. We couldn't imagine not being able to celebrate alongside you guys: our friends and family...Some of you were complete strangers until this madness began and others are the people who have supported us our whole career."

Jen and Bill glide gracefully onto the stage platform, Reggie stumbling on after them, clutching tightly to their clothes and smiling a dazed grin, giggling to himself as people begin to applaud.

Bill slides an arm around Freya's petite figure, Jen patting her on the bum as she walks to the other side of Bill, grinning while they all simultaneously finish their speech.

"Whichever you may be, we thank you from the bottom of our hearts!"

The band blows kisses toward the crowd who soon after roar into life and further applause.

Leaving the podium, Reginald grabs the microphone as QUEEN make their way downstairs, slurring out disastrously out-of-tune QUEEN lyrics.

Jennifer tries to wrestle the mic out of his hands, almost falling off the side of the staircase, not succeeding in any way but tearing the sleeve on her suit.

"Have a great night everyone- please enjoy the afterparty and be safe when having fun tonight!" the twenty-one year old man yells, cringing slightly as the microphone squeals with feedback.

Laughing at his own joke, Reggie adds on a: "Wink, wink."

Freya practically drags him as far away from the stage and microphone as possible, cheeks flushed in tipsy embarrassment.

"You, my dear, are respectfully..an Idiot. That joke is going to be a TikTok meme in about three minutes from now."

Jennifer giggles.

"At least we're meme material now."

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"Everyone gather around, it's time to watch the band's speech!" Peter Parker yells from within the Stark Tower penthouse.

He turns around to find exactly nobody else standing in the room.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y, please call my soulmates to the living room. Tell them they'll miss the Hall of Fame speech for the sixth year in a row otherwise."

"Of course. Announcing the message as we speak."

"Thank you, Miss um R-Robot?"

"Pete, did you just call my high tech Miss Robot?"

"I-uh...yeah, I guess I did."

Tony smirks before giving his flustered mate a peck on the cheek.

"The others should be here ASAP. Last I heard, Nat was finishing up her training session-Lesson? I'm not sure what she'd call it...'"

"Self-defense education with the teenage recruits?" Peter inquires, palms sweaty at the thought of Talia being left alone with a group of teenagers.

Tony grunts his confirmation.

"Poor kids- She's going to scar them for life."

F.R.I.D.A.Y makes an announcement, her voice catching Peter by surprise even after years of acquaintance.

"Natasha Romanov is currently using an elevator pass: Access was granted: Eleven others are currently detected."

Clapping his hands together in excitement, Tony goes to grab the popcorn.

"It's a shame that we've never managed to watch the show before. Ever since QUEEN's music went big and-"

"Yup, that's right, ever since their music went big," Natasha agrees, not yet knowing what she's agreed to.

Wanda walks in with the rest of her mates- Steve, Bucky, Shuri, Pietro, Thor, Loki, Bruce, Clint, T'challa and Vision.

"Now, let's all sit our asses down and enjoy fangirling over QUEEN."

Pietro presses the power button on.

!NOW ON CELEB NEWS!

Freya Mercury delivers an emotional speech to the guests of the Hall of Fame.

(Videoclip plays).

"Some of you were complete strangers until this madness began and others are the people who have supported us our whole career."

Bucky's eyes widen as he drinks in the appearance of the band's lead singer.

"Holy shit, that's Freya Mercury?! She doesn't look like how she sounds!"

Hums of agreement ring throughout the penthouse.

"She's like, really, really p-pretty though," Peter stutters, practically swooning at Freya's thick British accent and dress-covered figure.

"Have a great night everyone- please enjoy the afterparty and be safe when having fun tonight! Wink, wink."

The Avengers all snicker at the obviously drunk Reggie Taylor.

"Wink wink, indeed," Clint manages to gasp out between laughs.

"Did you see Freya's face after he'd said that?" Bruce's laughter only intensifies as he finishes his sentence, "She looked about ready to Hulk out."

Wanda falls off the couch, arm gripping her stomach and tears flowing down her face.

"S-stop it, Bruce. We witches are also in dire n-need of oxygen!"

A notification from Tony's cellphone interrupts the Avenger's laughter, directing their attention elsewhere.

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QUEEN.

A band made up of four besties & Next-door neighbours.

221 MILLION FOLLOWERS.

@ Queen: posted a picture and captioned it:

@ Queen_: Guess who's doing a world tour at the end of this year...? Dates to come...

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_UserA_: Shit! Really? I'M BROKE THOUGH...

@ Queen: @UserA Would you like a ticket? There's a front-row slot screaming your name...

_UserA_: @Queen Holyyyyyyyyy! Yes! Yes, please.

@ QUEEN-of-assisting-the-band_: @UserA Check ur Dm's Hun. (I'm the manager of the band btw.)

_UserB_: How? How do Jen and Freya manage to look so hot in ridiculous photos?

@ Queen: @UserB Well, guys, I think we have to break the news of these 'ridiculous photos' to Jen...

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_UserC_: Aight, I've gotta save up.

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@ Queen: @UserD A-Frickin-Men, dude.

_UserF_: Ffs, who cares about these Hollywood wannabes?

@ Avengers-official_: Tickets will be bought and excitement is peaked😏- Tony.

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06/12/21

Finished: 10/05/2022

Edited: Done

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