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"Liam, please! It's been three and a half years, and you still haven't accepted the bond!"

"So what, Freyalindaly? It shouldn't matter, as long as you have me!"

"But it's hurting me! Can't you-"

"Tickets were sold out as of thirty seconds ago!" Rosalia Beach announces, chocolate-brown eyes flooding with tears of pride. "You've just broken yet another record. Well done, team."

"Hell to the yeah!" Reggie screams, pumping his fist up into the air and grinning as his voice echoes around the QUEEN Mansion.

Jumping out of his leather seat, he sprints around the house, searching for Jen and Bill- The iconic duo, just as Reggie and Freya have been dubbed.

Jen & Frey, the gorgeous girlies.

Bill & Reg, the best of boys.

Frey & Reg and Jen & Bill...the iconic duos.

Reggie jumps over the balcony railing, pounding open the doors to the studio.

"Billiard Boy, Jolly Jennifer, where art thou? We've managed to sell out our tickets to DigiVision!" he yells as he runs further into the underground studio, leaning against the mini staircase's railing for dramatic effect.

The shattering of glass and a squeal of excitement can be heard clearly from each corner of the music-infested home.

A grunt of disbelief and disapproval soon follows.

"The thousand-pound Rose Everé glass, Jennifer, really?"

"Sorry, mate," she mutters, eyeing the shards of glass on the floor.

Reggie sits down on the staircase, sighing contentedly as he bathes in their moment of glory.

Jennifer gets off the Writing Room's sofa, narrowly avoiding the newly- smashed glass, and makes her way up the staircase just outside the doorway.

"Did we really manage to sell out our tickets in ten minutes?!"

Reg nods, smirking. "Five, actually."

She jumps at him. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she laughs with unparalleled joy.

"Jeepers creepers! I've got to call Lorrie and Frey! History makers! Again. Someone should just induct us into the Hall of Fame..."

"Bit too late for that, Jen. Reg, clean this up, please. I'll call Frey."

"I just don't know if I want to spend my life with someone as...creatively out there as you are."

"And what is that supposed to mean? You're our understudy guitarist! You spend just as much time with us as Jen, Bill, Reg and myself do!"

"But I'm not the face of the group, am I?"

"NO, YOU AREN'T! BECAUSE NONE OF US ARE!"

"DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT, BRAT! YOU HAVE YOUR FACE PLASTERED ON EVERY FUCKING ALBUM COVER AND DESIGN. NOW SHUT YOUR MOUTH AND GET BACK TO THE STUDIO."

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(First draft: Love of my Life: Freya Mercury)

Love of my life you've hurt me

You've broken my soul

and now deny me

Love of my life can't you feel

feel the pain, feel the pain

just tell me you're feeling it

Because you don't know

how you've wounded me

"I-I'll quit. I'll l-leave the band for you!"

"What?"

"I'll leave the band for you. I don't care what it takes anymore, Liam. Just love me...Please."

"Freyalindaly, I-"

"Please."

Love of my life don't leave me

You've broken my heart

and now won't fix me

"It's not just the band, baby! It's this whole 'QUEEN' fantasy! You'll never be all it is you want to become!"

"And why not? We're already halfway there. We've worked too hard to give it all up now!"

"You mean that I have worked? You get up and prance about in front of a crowd and call yourself an artist. I play with you in rehearsals and still have to work two other jobs in the meantime."

Love of my life will you leave?

please come back, please come back

Don't walk away from me

"You're wrong. I can do this."

"In what world would that be?"

"Liam...Stop."

"Stop what?"

"Being an arrogant prat would be the st-"

Because you don't know

the wreckage that you'll leave...

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"Right, loves of my life, it's time for Peter's first solo mission," Wanda squeals, clapping her hands together in delight.

Natasha grabs Peter by the hand and drags him into the middle of her minimalist-style bedroom.

"My little baby is growing up so quickly," she teases, checking every inch of Peter's suit.

"Tash, I'm almost twenty-three," Peter whines, lips forming into a pout.

It had been almost eight years with the Avengers, and still, they insisted on fussing over him, checking his suits for any damages and giving him a huge pep talk before and after every mission.

Natasha bops him on the nose.

"Exactly my point, baby. You're still a young boy...or strong and attractive man if you want to throw some toxic masculinity in there."

Peter sighs in defeat and runs a hand through his hair. "Okay, thanks, Tash. I'll see you guys later. Thor, there are extra Pop-Tarts on the third shelf, top drawer. I made sure to restock your favorites."

Thor picks his youngest soulmate up, spinning him around and pulling his suit's mask up.

"BLESS YOU, MAN OF SPIDER, PETER OF THE PARK! I SHALL REPAY THIS FAVOR ONE DAY"

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"I've had enough, Freya. It's me or the band... Choose."

"Baby...I've worked my whole life for this. I'm almost there!"

Liam brings his fists down on the table, Freya flinching at the sudden action.

"And what happens if you do reach your goal?! You're just gonna leave me here while you go and do your tours? Or are you just going to keep me backstage and use me whenever Jen can't play?"

"Y-you would come with us. Or...I could FaceTime you every day? We'd find a way, just like we always do."

"You never consider me! I'm the one who always has to sacrifice things, quit jobs, start up new jobs and lose money while desperately trying to earn some! It's not fair to me..."

"You know that's not true, Liam. I stay home late because you don't want me to go out to the clubs. I spend less time with my male friends because you don't want me around them...You may have sacrificed things, but so have I. Relationships succeed only when accountability and compromise are present. So, m-maybe you should take some responsibility and compromise for once in your life and let your soulmate achieve her dreams." 

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"ACTION!"

Interviewer #1: Good morning, Listeners. It is currently 08:00 AM Sunday morning, and the weather remains cold and humid as always.

Interviewer #2: Today, we are in for a real treat as Freya Mercury joins us on our show.

Interviewer #1: In the past year alone, QUEEN has won five Grammys, three BRITS and made the Walkway of Fame.

Interviewer #2: Members of the band- Freya, Reginald, Jennifer and William- have been close since childhood- All having moved into the same apartment complex soon after each of their births.

Interviewer #1: Welcome, Freya, to the Morning Talk Segment of the London Magazine Radio!

Freya: Hiya everybody! Sorry to disappoint, but the rest of the band is currently in America- prepping for our upcoming tour. I'm afraid you're stuck with little old me for today.

Interviewer #1: Nonsense! We're glad to have you with us this morning.

Interviewer#2: Do you mind if we just jump right into it and ask you some questions?

Freya: Not at all! I love women who get straight to the point. *laughs*.

Interviewer #2: *Chuckles* Let's start off with a frequently asked question.

Freya: *Worried expression* Oh, no.

Interviewer #1: Is QUEEN going to have a long run, or are you all going to go your separate ways soon?

Freya: *Pauses* QUEEN is a forever thing, that is for sure.

Over the years, we've bared our souls to the QUEEN community, and tried our very best to send out important messages through our songs... The band will always be what started our careers, whether we stick together or not.

We are, however, still young...We may decide to take breaks, or to pursue other things whilst remaining very much in action with the band. Our youngest, Jen, is only nineteen.

We have so much left to do and so many songs yet to write.

Interviewer #2: So, none of you have any solo plans?

Freya: *Reassuring smile* Some of us do, yes- but not for right now.

Interviewer#2: What is it you mean by now?

Freya: That in the future we may drift off and do our own things... All we can do is see how our career unfolds. There are no plans set in stone.

Interviewer #1: You have an upcoming tour- QUEEN's Crown- how are you feeling about it?

Freya: *Claps hands together and smiles* Nervous, excited, thrilled yet terrified. Touring is a whirlwind of emotions.

Interviewer #1: That's right! I'd completely forgotten that you've done the whole show before!

Freya: Oh, yes.

At the time, I was twenty-one and Jen was almost seventeen. It was a quick tour of the U.S- which at the time was extremely exciting for us. I mean, four common people from England touring the U.S...it's the dream.

Interviewer #2: Is there anyone special who may come to support you on tour? Soulmates, perhaps parents?

Freya: *Laughs*Well, not for me. Bill and Reggie both have their mates coming to a few performances. Jen's wife-Perrie-Is the makeup artist, so we'll be seeing a lot of her around...As for parents, I believe they're all staying in London...

*Voices fades away*

Interviewer #1: And that's it for Monday morning's segment of London Magazine Radio.

"CUT!"

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"Peter Parker is approaching the building. Mission 24601 deemed successful."

Everyone in the room lets out a deep sigh of relief and claps In unison.

"Thank you F.R.I.D.A.Y," Tony sings, pouring himself another expensive glass of whiskey.

The Avengers look around the room, smiling at each other in absolute bliss.

Thor gets up and starts jumping up and down on the sofa, dragging Tony up with him before he gets the chance to sit down.

"I SUSPECTED THE OUTCOME OF THE MISSION WOULD BE SO!" He bellows, joy radiating across the room through their bonds.

Natasha sniggers and pulls Wanda onto her lap. "Yes, we did, didn't we дорогой?"

"Peter Parker has used his Elevator pass. No other lifeforms detected," F.R.I.D.A.Y announces.

"I'm back!" Peter's voice echoes through the penthouse, alerting his mates to his presence.

Steve gets up and twirls Peter around- just as Thor had done earlier.

"It's official, You're grown up and completing your own missions." 

Captain America wipes a fake tear from his eye, amusement showing through his actions.

Peter smiles as Bucky comes up and ruffles his hair.

"Good job, bud."

"As a congratulations gift," Tony begins, wrapping his arms around Peter's waist, "we've gotten you something special."

"Nothing too much, I hope."

"Mmmm, something I bet you'll love," T'challa offers, a smirk playing across his lips.

"...Alright? What is it?"

"Tickets to QUEEN," Tony drawls out, excitement crackling in the air.

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Written: 12/2021

Finished: 10/05/2022

Edited: FEB 2023

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