A/N - This is series of unrelated one shots based on various quotes and memories for the stagedoors at We Will Rock You Toronto. Please rate and review. Enjoy!
Disclaimer : None of the ideas, settings...anything in this story is mine. It all belongs to WWRY, Queen and Ben Elton - go figure, eh?
Bowie strolls into The Underground, a local bar run by a newer bohemian, Gwen Stefani, who also happens to be a friend of Pop's.
"Hey stranger! How you been?" Gwen shouts from across the bar, where she is serving drinks to a group of bohemians who are from another part of town.
"Been doin' alright." Bowie smile at her as she walk towards an empty table. Bowie sits down on the torn, leather stool and rests her head on her hand. She hears people arguing, and she listens to the sound of their drunken slurs. Everyone is getting rowdy and soon drunken slurs are the least problematic of sounds. Glasses are getting broken by the dozen and there are a few over turned table that each make a loud thud and shake the floor slightly as they fall.
"Settle down!" Gwen snaps at the drunken bohemians who aimlessly mill through out the bar, "Or I'll have to start kicking people out!"
All chatter ceases at the sound of Gwen's warning. The bar becomes so silent that it's almost eery. Some people shift akwardly, while others stare aimlessly into space.
"Oh my god, Sammy! He is, like so cute! Why didn't you tell me?"
Three Ga Ga girls strut into the bar, breaking the silence that engulfed the bar prior to their arrival. They are all about the same height, with matching blonde hair, clad in identical outfits. The only way to tell them apart is by the colour of their clothes. One wears pink, the other wears purple and the last is clad in blue. They walk to a corner of the bar where they continue to chatter noisely.
Bowie approaches the three girls wondering how on Planet Mall they can act in such an airheaded manner.
"Uh, excuse me?" Bowie says, clearing her throat.
"What do you want?" Blue asks, placing a hand on her hip.
"Nothing," Bowie replies unfased,"I just wondered why you guys keep coming back here? It's not the typical Ga Ga scene, that's all."
"Keep coming back here?" Purple sneers, "We've never been her before! Ew! Why would we come here?!"
"Weren't you here last weekend?" Bowie ask, sure that she has seen these Ga Ga girls before.
"Oh that," mutter Pink. Then she lowers her voice. "Well we kind of want to be bohemians," She adds, lowering her voice to a whisper," So we come here. We're all so suprised we haven't been invited to join the bohemians yet...
The way she says 'join the bohemians' she makes it sound like it's the dark side, or a disease. Bowie just shakes her head.
"I'm not," she mutters too quietly for them to hear as she walks int the direction of her bar stool.