Slightly Mad Megan

- "Well I feel different.."

- "We're both different.. for the first time in my life.. I don't hate myself."

- "And I don't wanna die.. I found something to live for"

- "The dream?"

- "...you"

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PART TWO: THE COUPLE

Brit; known at the biggest at baddest, the *self proclaimed* leader. Britney spent most his life in the iPlanet isolated yet fearless - spending most of the time outside of class in the gym, becoming too big for most of the clones to pick on him. He found sanctuary in the gymnasium complex of the lower levels of the malls, and then spent the rest of his time walking around just intimidating the GAGA kids. So bold and outlandish, yet even the Secret Police were afraid of him; not for his individuality but his size (something he learned to use to his advantage, as most zone clones were toned at most - not truly built). It was on one of his strolls where he meets Meatloaf, and equally individual girl surounded by a groups of GAGAs laughing. Yet these were her 'friends', and as their pair spent more time together it became apparent that this shy and timid girl was only that way due to the behaviour of those she hung around with.

Meat; affectionately called 'mama bear'. Meatloaf grew up as any ordinary GAGA girl, she had good grades, good friends, and spent a lot of her time shopping and eating - never truly feeling out of place. Yet she loved to do her hair in fun and exciting styles; something she never thought would make her seem 'different'. Her friends made fun of her for it but she just assumed that that was what friends did, it never occurred to her as odd. It never occurred to her as being made fun of. She was a good kid, when she hit 16 she got a volunteer job working in a local nursery for young children (between 3-6/8) and they all loved her. It was just a normal day sat with her friends when she met Britney, some could argue it was truly love at first sight. They had life all planned out.

Son: there’s always a librarian. Just because you can’t see them doesn’t mean they aren’t there. And it’s a garden, there has to be someone taking care of it or it isn’t really a garden.

Me:

Son: any librarian who hoards a library to themselves is hiding something.

Daughter: /nods seriously/

Son: wouldn’t be a secret library. I have nothing to hide.

Daughter: so not a secret librarian. A good librarian.

I'm going to go ahead and point out all the things - setting aside the pure fanfic-iness of the story; like, seriously, read what she says happened and TELL me that's not an AO3 or Wattpad summary field, lmao - that make this version of events... well, really Convenient, let's put it that way. Oh, and also not make any sense.

This daughter was allegedly conceived in 1976, which is about as late as you could manage in Freddie's life without having to factor the potential for HIV into the picture.

If the woman involved was the wife of a close friend, this helpfully explains why she was unable to just. beard for Freddie. If nothing else, his parents would have been fucking delighted and it could have made his life a bit easier on that front.

Unless these SEVENTEEN VOLUMES OF HANDWRITTEN JOURNALS NO ONE REMEMBERS FREDDIE WRITING (a point unto itself) were delivered to his daughter, like, one by one on completion or in a bundle before Freddie died, there is no fucking way, given that there was no provision for this (or literally anything about this child) in Freddie's will, that Mary Auction cheerfully complied with a verbal, non-legally binding instruction to hand the diaries over to another party. She didn't let Jim, Joe, or Phoebe leave the fucking house with anything she could conceivably dispute as their property! In what universe is she Totally Chill with Freddie's Secret Daughter???

I'm guessing that Paul Prenter was, during his tenure, close enough to Freddie and sufficiently involved in the logistics of Freddie's life that he would know about this kid. So... how did this not come up when he sold his story to The Sun??? Likewise, if Barbara Valentin was Freddie's bestest friend in the whole wide world and the Other Love of His Life (besides Mary, obviously, Hallowed Be Her Name), as LAJ has previously asserted when reporting Barbara's fever dreams as fact, surely she was aware??? And she didn't mention it to LAJ before because????

In addition to her absence from Freddie's will, @delumieres states - with receipts - that "B" is also nowhere to be found in either of Freddie's parents' wills.

She just like. DECIDED that David Bowie's mother had syphilis (!! ??) and that his eye anomaly was thereby congenital - even though there are literally pictures of him before the schoolyard fight that actually caused it where... he does not have it. (This is made Extra Insane bc she also purports to have been a childhood friend, so... why would you not know this??? Even I know this about David Bowie, and I do not know an awful lot about David Bowie.) (She is also super inclined to wait until people are dead to publish things they allegedly told her, like Bowie apparently confiding that he and Freddie had sex on a couple of occasions - and then no one can dispute it! Hm!)

(This is also why I don't rate her claims about things Linda told her in the '80s or whatever terribly highly.)

I'm going to go ahead and point out all the things - setting aside the pure fanfic-iness of the story; like, seriously, read what she says happened and TELL me that's not an AO3 or Wattpad summary field, lmao - that make this version of events... well, really Convenient, let's put it that way. Oh, and also not make any sense.

This daughter was allegedly conceived in 1976, which is about as late as you could manage in Freddie's life without having to factor the potential for HIV into the picture.

If the woman involved was the wife of a close friend, this helpfully explains why she was unable to just. beard for Freddie. If nothing else, his parents would have been fucking delighted and it could have made his life a bit easier on that front.

Unless these SEVENTEEN VOLUMES OF HANDWRITTEN JOURNALS NO ONE REMEMBERS FREDDIE WRITING (a point unto itself) were delivered to his daughter, like, one by one on completion or in a bundle before Freddie died, there is no fucking way, given that there was no provision for this (or literally anything about this child) in Freddie's will, that Mary Auction cheerfully complied with a verbal, non-legally binding instruction to hand the diaries over to another party. She didn't let Jim, Joe, or Phoebe leave the fucking house with anything she could conceivably dispute as their property! In what universe is she Totally Chill with Freddie's Secret Daughter???

I'm guessing that Paul Prenter was, during his tenure, close enough to Freddie and sufficiently involved in the logistics of Freddie's life that he would know about this kid. So... how did this not come up when he sold his story to The Sun??? Likewise, if Barbara Valentin was Freddie's bestest friend in the whole wide world and the Other Love of His Life (besides Mary, obviously, Hallowed Be Her Name), as LAJ has previously asserted when reporting Barbara's fever dreams as fact, surely she was aware??? And she didn't mention it to LAJ before because????

In addition to her absence from Freddie's will, @delumieres states - with receipts - that "B" is also nowhere to be found in either of Freddie's parents' wills.

She just like. DECIDED that David Bowie's mother had syphilis (!! ??) and that his eye anomaly was thereby congenital - even though there are literally pictures of him before the schoolyard fight that actually caused it where... he does not have it. (This is made Extra Insane bc she also purports to have been a childhood friend, so... why would you not know this??? Even I know this about David Bowie, and I do not know an awful lot about David Bowie.) (She is also super inclined to wait until people are dead to publish things they allegedly told her, like Bowie apparently confiding that he and Freddie had sex on a couple of occasions - and then no one can dispute it! Hm!)

(This is also why I don't rate her claims about things Linda told her in the '80s or whatever terribly highly.)

It’s so strange to me how no one does this with any other gay celebrity. Elton John originally came out as bisexual. He was engaged to a woman, then married to a different woman. And then he came out as gay and no one argues it. George Michael originally came out as bisexual, has been with women, then came out as gay and no one argues it. It’s an extremely common experience for gay men, especially in a time when the world was not as welcoming.

But with Freddie everyone is “but Mary” “but he said this” “but he never labeled himself.”

Like. The facts are that he explicitly called himself gay in more interviews than in which he alluded to sleeping with women. He had a well-known terrible relationship with the press and seemingly wanted to maintain an air of mystique and likely felt they weren’t entitled to exact details. Very fair. This doesn’t change the fact that everyone close to him maintains that he only ever called himself gay privately, told people he wasn’t bi, and many of them have corrected people who say otherwise (Brian, Crystal, Thor, etc.)