Kia Ora from sunny New Zealand!

I don't own We Will Rock You, or Queen, or any of their amazing songs! The only things I can claim are my three characters, Brian May, Freddie Figaro and Lady Gaga (But I can't claim their names).

This is a re-upload of this chapter, sorry for anyone who got multiple emails, this is the new version.

Scaramouche glanced over the bare land in front of her. She disregarded every piece of dirt, plant and wildlife, but tried to hunt out the dim lights of the Heartbreak Hotel. The hill she was standing on was full with pot holes, and kept slipping into them, hurtingher ankle each time until she eventually had to sit down. After finding many clumps of light on the horizon, Scaramouche failed to distinguish which one was the Heartbreak.

"Dammit!" She yelled, jumping up and down on the loose dirt.

"What's wrong now, darl?" Brian May sympathised, appearing out of thin air.

"Who the hell are – oh, you. You've got to stop doing that!"

"But it's so much fun!" That earned Brian a kick in the shin from Scaramouche. "Holy hell! Ow!"

"You deserved it, uptight, selfish, inconsiderate prick."

"Well fine, keep calling me names, only if you don't want to know where the Heartbreak is."

"You know where the Heartbreak is? Where is it? Tell me! Tell me!"

"Only if you apologise, Scaramouche."

"I'm sorry. Now, tell me!"

"Now one more time, with feeling."

"I'll give you feeling!"

"Thank you, that's exactly what I wanted."

"Fine. I'm sorry, Brian May: Rock God extraordinaire."

"Thank you, but I can't tell you which one is the Heartbreak."

"What!" Scaramouche exclaimed "What do you mean you can't tell me which one is the Heartbreak?"

"I can't! It's your own decision!"

"Listen buddy," Scaramouche started "You are going to tell me where the Heartbreak is," She was now standing nose-to-chest to Brian. "Or you," She lunged for his throat, wrapping her hand around it, slowing clenching her fist. "Get it."

"But I can't!" Brian choked out.

"That's my family there, and I'm gonna get back to them, if you like it or," She squeezed his throat the hardest yet and pushed him away while spitting out the final word. "Not."

"Since I value my life, I'll tell you. It's the one over there." Brian whispered to the fuming Scaramouche while pointing to one of the largest clumps and rubbing his throat.

"Thanks buddy! Au revoir!" Scaramouche yelled while thumping Brian on the back once and taking off at a sprint.

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"Gazza, I need to talk to you. About the baby." Meat was hiding under her duvet on the bed, nervous about approaching the topic of her pregnancy.

"Sure. What do you want to talk about?"

"It's been a few weeks, and we need to tell the children. They are gonna get a new step brother or sister, and before you know it, I'm gonna have a belly soon. And I'm afraid I'm gonna lose you, Gaz."

"First, I agree that we need to tell the kids. How about we tell them tomorrow?"

"That's really soon! I- I- I really don't about tomorrow, Gaz."

"Look, hun," Galileo sat down on the bed, hugging his lover. "The sooner we tell them, the better. They'll have just over 8 months to get used to the idea. The hard part will be telling everyone else. And two, you aren't going to lose me Meat! I love you babe, and having a child, even if it wasn't planned, has been my best decision since choosing to get together with you. Now," Galileo said smoothly, ever the charmer. "Let's go to bed, if you catch my drift." Galileo cocked his eyebrow sultrily, getting a laugh out of his partner. It was going to be a good night.

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Scaramouche was so close. She could see the Heartbreak on the horizon, it would only take the rest of the night, and she would be home! Holy Rock God, she couldn't believe it. She would be home! Back home with Gazza! Back with Freddie! With Meat! With all the bohemians! She would be home!

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"Freddie, Lady," Galileo asked. "Come over here please."

"What's wrong Dad?" Freddie said, worried.

"What's going on Galileo?" Lady questioned, equally worried.

"Nothing's wrong guys!" Reasoned Meat Loaf. "Just trust us. Carry on Gazza."

"Thank you Meat. Okay guys, we have a really big announcement for you two. Meat, or your Mum for Lady, is-"

"Gazza," Pop interrupted. "You might want to come see this."

"Not right now Pop, I need to tell the kids something."

"No, you'll want to see this."

"Fine, Pop, have it your way. I'll be right back Meat, kids."

Pop led Galileo to the front door, where Galileo opened it and got the fright of his life.

"Good morning Shagileo Gigolo!"

Holy shit.