((A/N: PLEASE SEND REQUESTS!!! I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT TO DO!!!))
So, um...
Keith: RAZZLE SHAZZLE! YOU'RE NOT DEAD!
My brain is, Moonie.
John: Beautiful day for a fire drill, eh?
IT WAS NOT. IT WAS SNOWING AND COLD AND NOT A DRILL.
John: Right. Forgot. A little child threw a ball at the fire alarm.
For the record, middle school is not little children and it wasn't on purpose.
John: Nonetheless.
Keith: It interrupted your drawing of me!
Yeah. That brings up the topic today. My art. Is it just you two today?
John: Pete's sick and Rog is taking care of him.
Keith: Translated, Egg is fucking Dippity-Doo.
John: That isn't confirmed, Moonie.
Keith: Okay, fine. Nose is screwing Tarzan.
John: Neither is that.
Keith: OKAY. Pete and Roger are snogging.
John: That-- Okay, that might be true.
Okay, whatever. Didn't need that.
Keith: Yes, you did.
Maybe.
Keith: Let's just art, okay?
Gladly.
First up, the "Progression Into Darkness" series.
Keith: Ooh, that thing of Pagey?
Yup. I just have the final one with me right now, though. The whole thing is in my second art book.
Keith: Show.
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John: That's sweet. It looks like a photograph. The smoke is amazing. The glint on his guitar is stellar. His pose holding that bow is majestic. His jacket is epic.
Keith: BOW! SMOKE! GUITAR! SWIRLY! Ooh, I gave Roger a swirly once...
Thank you for the insightfulness, Keith...
Moving on, two for you. Brian May and John Deacon.
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John: Look at his bowtie! It's so cute! And his fluffy hair! AND HIS STRIPEY SHIRT! *faints*
Keith: He has bassist envy. I like Brimi's hair. And the general way you drew him. And Deaky is so small and cute!
Shouldn't we wake John?
Keith: He wakes with true love's kiss.
Not first kiss?
Keith: Eh. Doesn't matter with him. Kiss him.
Me?! No! You kiss him!
John: I'M BACK! ANYTHING BUT KEITH KISSES!
Keith: Dammit, Shaz!
Heheh...
Next art! This thing!
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Keith: New band logo.
John: Agreed.
Sweet. I think I don't have anything else in easy access so... You're free to go, boys.
John: Alrighty then. See you later.
Keith: Yup! Buh-bye!
Bye boys!
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GUESS WHO NEEDS REQUESTS!!!
Keith: YOU!
Yeah. Badly. I'll do anything you throw at me. ANYTHING. Just send us a request.
Keith: And we'll do it!
John: With a smile.
Forced or real?
John: Real, no matter how forced.
Okey dokey. Please send us requests! I can take anything! All four boys, one of them, two of them, three of them... Requests on music reacts, fanfic reacts (those are always fun!), art reacts... You name it, we do it.
