Freddie: I have an idea!
Brian: what is it?
Freddie: Let's go on a roadtrip! We can use the tour bus, travel together
Roger: oh my god, that's a brilliant idea!
John: I love roadtrips
Brian: we can do that, yes. But we have to ask our manager for permission
Freddie: oh, come on, he'll surely let us do this
they find their manager talking to some other employees
Freddie: Mr. Reid! Here you are!
Mr Reid: Hmm I'm actually doing this newspaper quiz and I can't get this one answer...
Freddie laughs
Freddie: What's the question?
Mr Reid: How many genders are there?
John: Umm, there are about 58 genders!
Brian: wait, what?? Seriously? I thought there where around 15?
Freddie: yeah, 58 sounds exaggerated
Roger: there are 58 genders? Damn, the world got so complicated
John: nah actually it's quite easy to understand, there are a few terms you have to know-
some band members roll their eyes
Freddie: okay darling, stop. Please!
Freddie: sooo Mr.Reid, may we go on a roadtrip? Using the tour bus of course
Mr Reid: Actually, the tour bus is broken because Roger played Formular one with it against Freddie.
Freddie gasps
Freddie: HEY, IT WAS NOT MY FAULT!!!
Brian: actually yes.. it is your fault Fred
Roger: how is it that every time we want to do something fun, we can't because of you?
Freddie: But Roger drove it!
Roger: but you're the one who got in the damn car and let me drive too fast!
Brian: I don't believe this...
John: I just wanted to relax for gods sake...
Mr Reid: How about you just take a big car or so?
Freddie: we could do that.. but who's car? Who of us owns a car big enough?
John: I have a family car..
Roger: a family car? Really Deacy?
John: Yes, a Mini!
they all sigh in disbelief
Roger: Deacy, you do realize that that car is way too small?
Brian: that's a family car yes, but way too small for 4 adults
Freddie: yes! How on earth do you think that this will work?
John: you think I didn't think of that?
Freddie: you got an idea then?
Roger: Maybe my Alfa Romeo?
the other look at him, shocked
Brian: you're gonna let us borrow YOUR car? Seriously?
they know how overprotective Roger is about his car
Freddie: I can't believe this
Roger: shut up. I'm in a good mood today and I'm feeling very generous.
Brian: seriously? You're actually going to give us access to your car?
Rodger: I said yes didn't I?
Freddie: wow, I'm actually surprised
John: yeah, me too. I thought you'd never let us drive your car
Roger: I drive!
Freddie: oh come on Roger, why can't someone else drive too?
Roger: Because Freddie doesn't have a driving license, Brian drives too slow and John drives too fast. I'm perfect for this and it's my Alfa Romeo.
Freddie: how rude!
Brian: I don't drive that slow
John: no I don't drive too fast!
Roger: oh yes you do. I am THE perfect driver
Brian: so I drive too slow, John drives too fast.. how do you think you would be better? In between too slow and too fast?
Roger: I drive how I want to drive
Freddie: that's the problem, Roger!
Roger: no. You guys just have absolutely no sense of driving skills
John: oh really, and you do??
Roger scoffs
Roger: of course I do, I'm a way better driver than all of you
Freddie: Oh please, don't act like you're the best at everything
Roger: Anyway, pack your things now and let's go!
the band members pack their things
Brian: we also need to pack some food and drinks, don't we?
John: good idea. And maybe pillows?
Freddie: yes! I can't sleep without my pillow
Brian: alright. So we need food, drinks, pillows, blankets, toiletries.. did I miss anything?
Freddie: My cats!
all members groan
Roger: cats? We're not bringing your cats in my car!
Freddie: but what about me? I can't survive a minute out of their presence!
Brian: oh my god.. Freddie..
Roger: yes, we have to bring them. Otherwise Freddie will whine the whole damn way
Roger: are you insane!? My car is expensive! I won't let you bring your damn cats!
Freddie: I have an idea! I can bring one single cat, and make sure he lays under my seat! You won't even notice him, I promise!
Roger: No, no and double no!
Freddie: cmon Roger!
Roger: no. My car, my rules. And my rules are no cats. Period. End of discussion
Freddie pouts
Freddie: so I'm not allowed to spend time with my poor little darlings?
Roger scoffs
Roger: don't act like you're a poor soul now. Stop complaining or you won't go on this roadtrip at all
Freddie: fine! Then I'm not coming.
he crosses his arms, pouting again
the other roll their eyes
Brian: stop pouting and start behaving like the adult you are, will you Freddie?
Roger: yeah, stop acting like such a child. I don't give a damn about your cats right now, they'll survive a day without you so you'd better come with us!
Freddie: but-
Roger: No buts! Don't be ridiculous. We're going on a damn roadtrip and you're coming with us!
Freddie: huffs alright fine
John: and please stop pouting and stomping like a little child
Brian: So now we have everything, we're ready!
Freddie: yeah whatever, but I'm definitely not going to forget this!
they exit the building and go to Roger's car
Roger gets in the drivers seat, John sits in the passenger seat and Brian and Freddie take a seat in the backseat
after a few hours of driving
John: so like.. how long are we gonna drive exactly?
Roger: we'll drive until I say we're stopping
Freddie: and what if we have to pee? Or if someone is hungry?
