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Time travel rescue pt. 3; 11th Doctor x teen reader ft. Queen

I smiled nervously and set Roger's drumsticks back to where I found them and stood up and lightly curtsied before them.

"Well that's it Rog we've found your replacement." Joked Fred.

"I wouldn't go saying that. I'm mediocre at best compared to Roger Taylor." I said.

"Oh don't be so modest darling, if you were any more modest you'd be Brian." Brian looked at him before turning to me and he asked.

"So how long have you taken an interest in drums?"

"Only a couple years now. I was like—14 maybe 13 I can't remember. My nana actually bought me my first drum kit."

"Did you take lessons?" asked Deacy.

"Oh no we couldn't afford drum lessons. I'm—kinda self-taught. I taught myself to play the drums by listening to different records. I know it sounds weird and a bit risky but—nana always told me that I had a keen ear for music, especially the harmony section. She caught me banging on the table with two pens and she'd name the song I was playing."

"With skills like that I would've thought you'd been playing for at least 7 years." Roger spoke up as he handed me a cup of water. I thanked him and took a sip, "And yeah there were some mishaps that I heard but maybe I could teach you how to properly strike the drumsticks in order to get the perfect sound."

Oh my god. Did I just get offered a tutoring session with my hero? Roger Taylor was willing to give me a drum lesson? Holy shit nobody pinch me because I better not be dreaming.

"You'd—you'd really do that?" I asked.

"Absolutely. Hardly do I ever see a female drummer and you definitely got the skills love. In fact I'd be honored to teach a worthy student such as yourself." I blushed at his praise.

"So (y/n) what other songs can you play?" asked Brian.

"Well mostly your stuff is what I first learned to play but I can play some other songs." I stated.

"Do you know the opening to our song Liar?"

"Do I? That's like my favorite live performance song you guys do. Well next to Bohemian Rhapsody."

"Well let's hear it lovie." Roger told me as he held his drumsticks out for me to take. I took them in my hand and twirled the sticks again before playing the opening note with the cowbell. I heard the opening in my head and then immediately switched to the high and middle toms before going down to the floor toms and alternating both floor and middle toms.

But what I was shocked to hear next were the joining sounds of Brian's Red Special as well as Deacy's bass, even Fred got involved with the tambourine. Roger stood behind me to observe and he would occasionally point out where to go next or whisper a brief tip on how to strike either the cymbals or the floor toms.

Once the intro was done, I exhaled and wiped the sweat already coming down my face and rubbed my hands.

"Well I guess it's my horror to say that you'll put me out of the job love." Roger teased with a grin.

"No, no, no Rog. Like I said I maybe good but I'm nowhere near your speed."

"But you are getting close. Looks like I better watch my back." He said as both his hands came on top of my shoulders and he massaged my shoulders which made me rock back and forth.

"And once she surpasses you we can replace you. Maybe she'll have some sense and not lock herself up in a cupboard like a child over a song." Said Deacy. Whoa wait a second that actually happened?! I thought that was just a rumor.