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mirkwoodshewolf · 3 years ago

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A new kind of competition RA on the Masked singer pt. 1

*Author’s note*

Hey guys well like I said on my last post, this is the 1st part of my Masked Singer chapter. And let me just tell you after literally MONTHS of trying to figure out a playlist for this chapter I FINALLY came to a good playlist that I could see the Rock Angel doing if she were to compete in the Masked Singer. So follow along and listen to the songs I’ve listed if you really wanna get into the mood of it and I hope you all enjoy this fun little chapter and until next time :)

Taglist:

@bohemiansweede

@plethora-of-things

@waddles03

@psychosupernatural

@ixchel-9275

@simonedk

@queensdivas

@queen-paladin

@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels

@queendeakyy

@5sos-wdw

@wormzteef

@geek-and-proud

@starswin

@labessieisallama

@isabella-bby

@naturalswifty89

@ssa-sadboi

@onebigfangirlworld

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*February 2021*

This was a whole new game changer for me, but I’m happy I signed up for it. While visiting my son Georgie (through a very brief period when the pandemic was at a standstill, before the States closed down again), I had been asked by the Producers of NBC’s “The Masked Singer” if I’d be willing to participate in the show.

Having seen the show through Youtube videos and even seeing the UK’s version of it back home during our lockdown, I immediately hopped on board and said I would do it. But of course being as secretive as this show was, they forbad me from telling anyone or announcing it on Social media, if I even breathed a word of my appearance on the show to anyone, they’d revoke it and kick me out of the show.

The character that they had chosen for me was the Lioness and boy was she a gorgeous creature. Much like how they had the Lion all the way back in Season one, she was pure gold however she wasn’t covered with armor like the Lion was. I had asked for some flexibility to the outfit cause I wanted to give the audience a side of me that they’ve never seen before. I wanted to be able to move much like Bow-Wow did on the last season of the Masked Singer as the Frog.

They took some of my ideas into consideration on allowing the outfit to have that flexibility for me to dance my heart out. I wore platform high-heeled boots much like I always did back when I first started off as the Rock Angel.

I also wanted to honor Freddie in a way with my outfit. I had asked for the gloves if it could be possible if we could add some diamond claws. I showed them (whatever pictures I could find of the 1974 Rainbow concert. Thank you all for the lovely gifs) just so they could get the idea and when the costume dept. saw it, they fell in love with the idea. They even agreed to shape the diamonds as real lioness claws.

Once the costume was fully complete and I got to put it on for the first time, it felt like I had actually become The Lioness. Of course it came with a price too, I wasn’t allowed to talk to anyone, even when I just had to go around with the mask, I was given the famed DON’T TALK TO ME black hoodie so that no one was able to hear my real voice.

I was also forbidden from talking to the other contestants as well as hear them rehearse until we would begin filming the episodes. I was placed into GROUP B along with creatures such as the Piglet, Black Swan, the Chameleon, and Grandpa Monster. I was also told that there would be some major game changers this season but no one, not even the judges knew just what those changes were, only the Host.

Weeks and weeks of rehearsals and performing each of my songs that I had picked out and wanted to do, never did I think I’d get as far as I did. But I could care less about the trophy, I just enjoy singing and this was a whole new game changer cause now my fans get to see a whole new side of me that they never do get to see on stage with me.

Sure I’ve had courage to go up on stage constantly, overcome every obstacle known to man, hell even stay a sane person after having a rough childhood, but the Lioness has given me courage to do things that I’ve never done before on stage, whether performing with my boys, by myself, or with other singers that I’ve performed/toured with. Back then or present day.

And I hope you all can guess correct just who is beneath the Lioness mask. Enjoy my dears.

*GROUP B PREMIERE EPISODE*

“Alright! Alright! Alright!” the current host of MS5 Niecy Nash said after the last contestant Black Swan performed her opening song. “Now this next contestant is gonna prove that she belongs on this stage. Give it up….for the Queen herself! The Lioness!”

The crowd cheered and I walked out with the Men in Black strutting down with pride in each step. I greeted the audience with the royal wave before standing next to Niecy. Even though I could vaguely see out of this mask, I still had some sense of the stage.

“Oooo girl you are stunning to look at look at this ya’ll ain’t see a Queen or what?!”

“She looks amazing!” I heard Jenny exclaim.

“Yeah I’m jealous look at those claws of hers. I wish I had those.” Nicole stated. I gave them a sexy clawing motion with my hands as they all hooted and hollered.

“I agree with you Nicole. Now let’s find out some clues on just who this Queen Lioness is.” Through the TV, I knew my first clue package would be playing. Here’s out it went down.

You would see a 3 layered rock platform, on smaller rock, one slightly taller in the middle and finally a large boulder that stood tall like a throne with me sitting on top of it.

“Welcome to my Pride. Being the top lioness isn’t always easy but it’s all worth it in the end. Something that I believe the world could benefit from.” The screen would change to me walking along a virtual plain with various animals. “Growing up, we weren’t allowed to really show our true colors as much as we can now. If you were even slightly different from the rest of the world, you were condemned.” A zebra with the LGBTQ patterns for its stripes came up.

“An LGBTQ flag. Could be a member of it.” Pointed out Robin Thicke.

“But it still hurts me to see that even as society begins to change, there are those that still cling to the old ways of life.”

“Maybe a politician. This is a lot of politics going on here.” Nicole stated. The screen changed to me holding the world in the palm of my hands. I crushed the world down.

“I just hope that one day the world will come to understand that we are all One people, one world.” I opened my hands up and soon a rainbow appeared before ending my 1st clue package.

The stage was dark except for one spotlight shining down on me. Well more like half of me, half of my body remained in the shadows while the other half was sparkling under the spotlight as I spoke with my American accent, the voice modulator turning off for my performance.

“We are a nation with multi-graphic boundaries. Bound together through our beliefs. We are like-minded individuals, sharing a common vision. Pushing toward a world rid of color loins.” Already I could see that people were trying to figure out who I was by hearing my real voice, but due to me American accent and natural British accent being two completely different voices, it was throwing people for a loop.

I then did Janet’s famed countdown with my right hand before the song came on full force and I and my backup dancers began to dance the Rhythm Nation dance. ALL in perfect unison.

The crowd went insane and I could even see the judges standing up in shock as well as cheering. I strutted towards the mic stand at the corner of the stage and began to sing. My natural alto range came forth and I could see the audience singing along and even do some of the dance moves to the song, especially once the chorus hit.

I strutted across the stage before I would rejoin and lead the pride that was my dancers in the famed dance, before strutting forward on the stage, coaxing the audience to cry the chorus out loudly.

*Me*

With music by our side To break the color lines Let's work together To improve our way of life Join voices in protest To social injustice A generation full of courage Come forth with me

People of the world today Are we looking for a better way of life We are a part of the rhythm nation People of the world unite Strength in numbers we can get it right One time (Sing it up!) We are a part of the rhythm nation

My backup dancers and I then did probably the most difficult dance break that Janet had set for all dancers to perform in perfect unison.

“She’s has got this dance DOWN!!” exclaimed Nicole.

“This has to be a natural singer!” Jenny told Robin who agreed.

“No question!”

*Me*

Rhythm Nation baby!

Sing it for the children Sing it for the people

Rhythm Nation baby

Sing it for the man!

We are a part of a Rhythm Nation!

My dancers and I saluted and the crowd went absolutely berserk from my first number.

“Yaas Queen!” I heard Niecy exclaim as she came up to me. “Lioness all up here slaying it!” I gave a graceful bow (as low as I could go without the mask falling off) and she said. “Judges what did you all think of our lovely Lioness’s performance.”

“Niecy you don’t need to say anything else cause you summed it up! I think we are in the presence of a true performer here.” Nicole first started off.

“Agreed. Never did we see someone actually have the guts to pull off—probably one of the hardest choreography dances ever!” Jenny agreed.

“Alright judges now you know the drill. It’s time to put your first impression guesses into the tour bus.” I could see some of them complaining as they wrote down their guesses on who I was as the little tour bus came through to collect their First Impression guesses. “Now then, do any of you have any clues on just who this Queen of the Beasts could be, let’s start with you Mr. Robin.”

“Wha Me? Oh man….” The rest of the panel laughed at his misery while I mimed a laugh by putting my hand to my opened mouth mask. “I mean—this could literally be anyone but based off the clue package she spoke a lot about the world and people around it. So this definitely isn’t someone who is recently famous. She’s been around for a while.”

“Whatcha trying to say Robin that she’s old?” Niecy defended me as I got into a fighting position.

“Oh Robin you’re about to get mauled by the Lioness!” Ken teased him.

“No, no, no, no! Not insinuating anything!”

“Cause you know you never insult a woman’s age there Robin Thicke!” Niecy exclaimed.

“Tell him mommy!” Ken cheered.

“Sit down Kenneth!”

“Yes ma’am.” He said as he sat down on his chair.

“Where I was going with this is that maybe she came from an era where it wasn’t okay to bring about your sexuality or gender.”

“True, true.” Nicole agreed with him.

“And seeing the LGBTQ pattern on the zebra, I’m thinking this might be Shea Diamond.”

“Okay, okay not a bad guess.”

“I’m afraid I’m gonna have to disagree with you there Robin. I’ve listened to Shea Diamond sing and that’s not her.” Ken said.

“Then who do you think it is Ken?” asked Nicole.

“Okay I know exactly who this is.” Oh god here we go. “Okay from the clue package alone there was obviously the LGBTQ brand with the Zebra. Maybe she’s an advocate for the LGBTQ community. I’m going with Lady Gaga!”

Okay not a bad guess but it’s not her. I could see some of the audience pondering Ken Jong’s rare, good guesses.

“Well Lioness whoever you are, you are a star.” Jenny stated as she pointed at me. I blew her a kiss and Niecy said.

“Now Lioness before we go, I have to ask you. How long did it take you to do that dance?” I put the mic up to the thinnest part of my mask and answered with my voice modulator now on, making me sound like a warm, motherly Chipette.

“It took months actually, but I’m a fast learner when it comes to dancing.” I hinted that little clue and only my super fans would realize that I love to dance, especially when it was with my Brother Mine back in the day.

“Okay. Well give it up one more time for the Lioness!” the crowd applauded and I waved goodbye before walking off the stage.

After all the performances of Group B went, we all lined up and found out just who among us was going home for the first round in our group. It was suspenseful but the votes were in and Grandpa Monster was the one to be eliminated from the first round.

I was safe for now. I just hope I can keep going on and maybe go all the way.

*ROUND 2*

It was now Round 2 and I was going to perform after the Chameleon. I heard him do the song “21 Questions” by 50 Cent ft. Nate Dogg. I’ll admit he was an impressive performance, especially with how he can rap so my best guess is that he could be a rapper. Unfortunately, I’m not quite educated in my rappers (plus one rapper in particular still gives me a bad vibe after what he did) so I wouldn’t know who to begin guessing if I were an audience member.

After going to a commercial break it was now time for me to perform my second song choice that both me and the Producers thought would be a good fit for me.

“This Queen last time she crushed it with Janet’s Rhythm Nations, and now she’s back to hopefully crush it once more. Let’s dig up some more clues on the Lioness.”

The next clue package stood as followed:

“I’ll admit, 1st round I was terrified. Never have I done something like this before. But once I got up on stage, I overcame that fear and just sang. In fact, it was music that helped me overcome my shyness.” I told the camera.

I opened up a closet and inside it was my Red Special guitar, a pair of drum sticks and a Fender Bass guitar (the one that Deacy always played with).

“Growing up I had very low self-esteem. I was shy, insecure, and thought I’d never amount to anything.”

“Aww that’s so sad.” Nicole awed. “Don’t worry I’ve been there too honey.”

“But when I found music, it changed my life. I would become a whole different person everytime I played an instrument. Or just sang to myself.” I picked up the Bass guitar and strummed it. “I especially loved the Rock and Roll artists growing up. Just seeing them perform live, gave me the confidence I needed to one day reach a dream of becoming a Rockstar myself. And low and behold it came true.”

I was now performing on stage with the Men in Black surrounding me pretending to be crazy fans holding up signs with hearts and I love you Lioness.

“So I’m here to say that if you feel like you’re alone out there in the world, or feel like it’s against you. Just listen and jam out to some of your fav tunes. Because in them, Life creates a new path for you.” I did a wind-mill and my mask gave a gleam at the right eye, symbolizing a wink.

The lights were dark and I took a deep breath in before exhaling out. Soon the guitar strum of “Eye of the Tiger” came on before I threw my fist in the air with each punch the guitar gave, while fire spurted from the stage.

The crowd cheered as Survivor’s most popular song came through the speakers and I went up to the mic stand and sung my heart out. I changed a word or two just to make it fit more towards me but it didn’t take away the effect my song had on the audience.

The backup band was jamming out to the song with one lioness on the guitar and a male lion at the drums and another male one on the bass. I belted out the last note

*Me*

Rising up, back on the street Did my time, took my chances Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet Just a girl and her will to survive

So many times it happens too fast You trade your passion for glory Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past You must fight just to keep them alive

It's the eye of the tiger It's the thrill of the fight Rising up to the challenge of our rival And the last known survivor Stalks her prey in the night And she's watching us all with the eye

Of the Tiger

The eye of the tiger The eye of the tiger The eye of the Lioness

At the very last explosion of fireworks and fire, I punched my hand in the air and the crowd cheered.

“YASSS LIONESS!!!” I could hear Nicole cheering from the panel booth as she pointed at me. Ken Jong, Jenny and Robin all bowed before my performance as Niecy came back up and she said.

“And the Queen slays us AGAIN!!” I bowed before her and took her hand and pressed it to my open mouth giving her a ‘kiss’. “Oh and I’m getting a royal kiss from the Queen herself!”

“Lucky mommy!” Ken proclaimed.

“Sit your butt down son! Panel, what did you think of that song?”

“Lioness, you took us to a real rock concert. I mean the fire, the electric guitar. And I think I even saw you doing a little air guitar in there somewhere!” Jenny said. I shrugged guiltily. Yeah I did do a little air guitar, come on I know you all do it too! “But that was a killer performance!” I bowed my head in gratitude.

“What made you choose that song in particular?” Niecy asked me.

“It’s always a good rock anthem. You can just let yourself loose and not have a care in the world. And it really got me through my 1st year of being who I am today.” That got the panelists attention.

“Alright so we went through your personal journal and found out just who exactly your childhood crush was. Men in Black! Bring out the 1st crush clue!” Niecy announced as two of the men in Black came out with a large flat platform with a sheet over it. “I’m excited to see just who it is you had a crush on. Now let’s see who it is…..”

Niecy took off the sheet and it revealed the late great Prince.

“It’s Prince!” exclaimed Nicole.

“Okay! Okay I see you Lioness! Little chocolate love there.” I laughed and said into my microphone.

“First thing I always notice about a man are his eyes. And growing up, Prince stole my heart with those eyes.”

“You sure it wasn’t also his dance moves?” Niecy asked me with a ‘for real’ look.

“Mm that too.” Everyone laughed before Niecy asked the judges.

“Okay so any guesses panel on just who this could be? Let’s start with you Jenny.”

“Oh my god why!?” we all laughed. “Okay going off by the tonality of your voice. You are truly a Rock star under there, there’s no way you could be a Pop artists or rapper under there. And my guess in Pink.”

A very good guess. In fact when Pink came on the music scene, everyone thought she was trying to copy my voice but she’s a total talented artist on her own. That’s all her voice, and I’m proud to have not only mentored her, but become her very dearest friend and confidant.

“Yeah it does kinda sound like Pink. But the clues didn’t really point out to her.” Nicole said.

“What you thinking Scherzinger?” Niecy asked.

“Okay so we saw LGBTQ last time but I also took notice of the instruments that were in this week’s clue package. The red guitar specifically.” Oh shit she’s got it. “And I remember seeing this performer on my 12th birthday. I’m going with the Rock Angel (Y/n) Kline.”

“Ooo okay. Not a bad guess Nicole.”

“Yeah it could be the Rock Angel but it’s not!” Ken bluntly said.

“Oh god here we go again.” Jenny said as she flopped against her chair.

“In the clue package we did see the guitars and the drumsticks. And Sticks rhymes with what? Nicks. Stevie Nicks welcome to the Masked Singer!” Oh god Ken.

No way could I ever be compare to Stevie Nicks! She’s way above me and no way could I ever be better than her or do her vocal ranges like she can do.

“Ken I swear I’m about to hit you in the head with this pen.” Nicole said.

“Alright, alright, alright calm down up there. Look no matter who is under here, let’s agree that the Lioness gave yet another rockin performance. Give it up for the Lioness everybody!” I walked backstage.

“The panel has given some good guesses. But there’s gonna be surprised to see just who I am. And—”

On your screens it would’ve staticed up and there on screen is the infamous Rooster with clues, Cluedle-Doo. The rooster that’s been helping the viewers at home guess just who is under each mask, while also trying to get people to guess who he is.

“So sorry Lioness but I’m here to give the audience a little bit more than you’re letting on. Don’t let her voice fool you for she’s a Lioness that lives……across the pond.” His deep voice spoke to the camera as he walked over to his map with a pushpin pointed right at England.

“Hold on what was that? Something fishy is going on around here, and I’m gonna find out what.” I told the camera as I waved my fist.

A couple more performances later as well as the reveal of our group’s Wildcard, The Crab and it was time to reveal who was going to be unmasked. I almost feared that I was gonna be the one to go home since Nicole had said my name and the fans would demand that I be unmasked.

But when Niecy read out that the Crab was gonna have to be unmasked I sighed with relief but I was also sad for the crab. He actually performed well tonight and I wanted to see just how far he was gonna go. As me and the rest of the group that was safe headed back to our rooms, I kept thinking to myself just how was I gonna make it through without making my voice sound too obvious.

*ROUND 3*

Okay. This round is sure to throw them off my scent this time. This is a song I’d never thought I’d do but it’s the only way to keep me going to the next round and not risk getting unmasked.

“Her last two performances have been killer! Now it’s time to see what else she’s got up her paws. Release, the Lioness!” Niecy announced.

The LIONESS; THE CLUES.

I was staring into my reflection at a watering hole.

“This has been a wild ride for me. Most fun I’ve ever had in years.” The letters MSG flashed on the screen written within the mud.

“MSG? Madison Square Garden?” asked Ken.

“But I’m here to show that I truly belong here and deserve a shot to go the Distance.”

“Go the Distance. Isn’t that a song from a Disney film?” asked Robin.

“Yeah Hercules. Could she be in an adaptation of Hercules?” Jenny said.

“So for this next performance, I’m gonna do a song I’ve never done before, and hopefully that will keep me in with the pride and out of the spotlight for just a little while longer.”

I stood there with the spotlight on me, the mic stand right in front of me as Miley Cyrus’s song “Wrecking Ball” came on. The last time this song had been used on this show was way back during Season 1 with Mrs. Gladys Knight. And she did a phenomenal job with her rendition of the song. However I had a little something extra up my sleeve.

I started off with a smooth, ballad like tone for the opening using my hands and arms to give forth a more deeper emotion as I sang the song. Before I finally unleashed the fire within me.

Like Freddie always did back in the day when Queen first started off, I tore the mic stand off the rest of it and fell into the passion of the chorus using the mic-stand like a sledgehammer when I could. I could see everyone lip-syncing the chorus and even the judges were singing along to the song.

I went back to my ballad like tone as I was kneeling on the ground looking up towards the heavens before standing back up and slowly walked towards the back of the stage as the lights dimmed down to only a spotlight on me.

When the 2nd chorus came back on, I pulled out my big surprise. When the lights came fully on, a makeshift Wrecking ball stood in the middle of the stage. In order for me to fully be on it with this costume, the Wrecking ball was built around a swing-set and was hidden within the walls of the Wrecking ball, but I could stick my feet through a curtain that would give the illusion of me actually being on a Wrecking Ball (much like Miley was).

Everyone in the audience was losing their minds, I even saw Nicole getting really into the song as she would raise and circle her arms in the air. I kept swinging back and forth as I continued to sing until my final note.

*Me*

We clawed, we chained, our hearts in vain We jumped, never asking why We kissed, I fell under your spell A love no one could deny

Don't you ever say I just walked away I will always want you

I came in like a wrecking ball I never hit so hard in love All I wanted was to break your walls All you ever did was wreck me Yeah, you, you wreck me

I never meant to start a war I just wanted you to let me in And instead of using force I guess I should've let you win I never meant to start a war I just wanted you to let me in I guess I should've let you win

Don't you ever say I just walked away I will always want you

I came in like a wrecking ball I never hit so hard in love All I wanted was to break your walls All you ever did was wreck me

I came in like a wrecking ball Yeah, I just closed my eyes and swung Left me crashing in a blazing fall All you ever did was wreck me Yeah, you, you wreck me

Yeah, you, you wreck me

This was probably my best performance of this entire competition. No way was the audience gonna unmask me yet. I got off of my makeshift Wrecking Ball and Niecy came up bowing before me.

“OH MY GOD!!!” Nicole and Jenny both exclaimed.

“The Queen remains on top!” at that point the crowd began cheering my character in a rhythm clap.

“LI-ON-ESS! LI-ON-ESS! LI-ON-ESS!!!” I coaxed them to keep chanting with my hands, going in time with their claps.

“Pardon my language but that performance definitely had balls.” Niecy said which made all of us laugh.

“This is definitely the first time in Masked Singer history that someone was even able to do that with costumes like these.” Robin said.

“Lioness tell us how do you feel after that performance?” asked Niecy.

“Tired.” That got a good laugh out of the audience and the panel. “But it’s all worth it cause it’s either go big or go home. And I definitely do not wanna go home just yet.”

“Well we definitely don’t want you to go Superstar.” Jenny told me. I gave her a heart shape ‘I Love you’ with my hand and pointed at her and she accepted it and sent one back to me.

“So any clues that you guys might’ve picked up on?”

“I’ll start off.” Ken said.

“Oh boy, here we go.” Robin said as Nicole laughed and I placed my hands on my hips. This outta be good Dr. Ken.

“Okay so in this clue package we saw the acronym MSG. What’s that stand for? Madison. Square. Garden. This actress was born in Manhattan, NY. She can sing because she played a Porcupine in a film this my friends is none other than Black Widow herself, SCARLETT JOHANSSON!!”

“No! No way that’s Scarlett!” exclaimed Jenny.

“Have you seen the movie Sing? That’s totally her voice!”

“No it’s not!” Jenny argued back.

“Maybe not but Lioness might be connected to Scarlett in a way.”

“What you got cooking in that brain of yours Mr. Robin Thicke?” Niecy asked him.

“Well going through the clue package we saw the LGBTQ obviously, she is known for speaking up for the community especially since a few friends of hers are a part of that community. I’m gonna go with Nicole and say this is the Rock Angel.”

“Okay. Okay not a bad guess.”

“Just hearing the voice alone it just makes me think of her.”

“Yeah but the Rock Angel wouldn’t be able to do what Lioness did.” Jenny tried to argue.

Oh she don’t know me very well, does she? I’ve got some moves in these old bones Jenny.

“Well whoever is under that mask. This was definitely your best performance not only for you but for the show itself. I don’t think we’ll ever have a number quite like that again.” Nicole said.

“I agree girlfriend. Alright Lioness, you head on backstage and rest up. You’ve earned it honey.” I waved to the audience and left to go backstage.

“That was probably the—toughest performance of my life. With or without the costume.” I laughed. “But I gave it my all and win or lose, I’m glad I did this show.”

After the elimination of the newest Wildcard the Bulldog. Which wasn’t according to the votes, but by Niecy’s own will, Bulldog was revealed to be none other than Nick Cannon. Who had returned to host the show after recovering from his COVID scare.

It was a huge surprise to see him back and actually competing in the show. Although he wished he could’ve gone onward with the show but he was just happy to be back with the judges and to see us progress onward into the final few rounds.

After that filming, I was in my trailer resting after that performance, having the fan on full blast to try and take away my sweat, I phone rang and I saw Brian’s handsome, wrinkly face pop up on the screen.

“Hey Bri what’s up?”

‘Oh nothing much really. Just been……fiddling around with Red Special, keeping Anita company, and above all trying not to lose our minds over the lockdown.’

“I hear yah. America’s really been trying to tighten the leash on restrictions. But of course stubborn Americans, especially Trump supporters are still denying this pandemic and refusing to wear their face masks.”

‘Right up arseholes I tell yah. This isn’t some conspiracy thing. It’s real life.’

“I know Brian. But let’s change the subject before you go off on an angry rant and have another heart attack.”

‘You’re right, you’re right sorry. The reason I called was because I want you to clarify something for me.’

“Clarify what?”

‘Well. I don’t know if you’ve seen my Instagram lately. But our followers are telling me that I should ask you if you’re a part of a show called the Masked Singer?’

“The Masked Singer? Which version? Cause you know we’ve recently got one too now.”

‘They’re saying that you could be the Lioness on the American version. Is it true?’

“Bri. Come on. I’m in lockdown with my son during a pandemic, I run on the high risk factor due to my recent high blood pressure. Why would I do a show like that?”

‘They’re pretty adamant about it. So come on (n/n). Tell me the truth.’

“No Brian Harold May. I am not the Lioness. Besides even if I were, it’d be too obvious. Everyone knows I’m Roger’s lion cub. If I were to choose a creature, I’d be a griffin or White-wolf.”

‘Okay. If you say so. Stay safe out there love.’

“You too Bri. Hopefully, America can get their shit together so that I can fly back home soon. I miss you and Rog and Jack. How are they by the way?”

‘Well that husband of yours is still working hard to preserve the peace in London. Hardly any serious criminal activity, just rotter’s not wanting to wear their face masks inside local buildings. Rog is good, he’s been posting up a lot more on his Instagram lately. Been asking about you and worried sick over you.’

“Some things never change. Alright Bri well I know it’s pretty late over there, so get some sleep. You’ve probably never slept in this late in so long your body must be aching for it.”

‘Yeah I suppose your right. Have a good night love. Love you.’

“I love you too Bri. Bye.” He said goodbye and I hung up on him. “Bloody hell that was close. Thank god he didn’t hit facetime, otherwise he would’ve been suspicious.”

*ROUND 4*

Now it was time to change things up with this weeks performance. I’ve been giving out killer hard-rock/pop songs but now it was time to allow the audience to just solely focus on my vocals alone. Plus this performance was in dedication to a very special someone.

“Now here to wow us once again and seeing if we can dig up more clues on her identity. Here’s the Lioness.” Nick Cannon announced.

THE CLUE PACKAGE. THE LIONESS

“Being on this show has really meant a lot to me.” The screen showed my last performance as well as my 1st performance. “But now I’m gonna take things back and really allow you guys to get to know me.”

I was in my ‘house’ writing at my desk a letter. And on the laptop it said a number code. 149121.

“Oh wow a number code. 149121.” Jenny said.

“Throughout my career I’ve met a lot of great people. But unfortunately I’ve had to say goodbye to some of them, some gone far too soon. Others for other personal reasons.”

“So she’s lost someone. Maybe a partner.”

“This one person in particular even though he’s still around physically, I had no choice but to let him go. We practically did everything together. But I understood why he did what he did, and I never pressured him to come back to the spotlight.” I touched a shadow figure of a male lion. “So this performance is for my brother. And I hope he’s living out a happy life doing whatever it is he wants to. I will always love you forever, my Brother Mine.”

It was just me up there with the spotlight down on me. I took a deep breath in before softly exhaling. This one’s for you Deacy. I opened my mouth and sung my next song, “I will always love you” by Whitney Houston.

The audience was in tranced by voice alone, some of them pressing their hands to their hearts and I could swear I saw some of the judges already starting to cry. When the bridge came up, I thought back to all the memories Deacy and I had together.

Playing the bass, me sitting the Deaklings when they were little babies, us always dancing together at the after parties (after some liquid courage). To the big moments whenever the two of us were on stage together and we’d interact with each other.

Him doing his “Disco moves” on stage during our sets, or how during the medley’s during the “Kind of Magic tour” we’d be the ones to stand together as he played his bass and I would have my acoustic guitar or tambourine on me. Remembering his happy smile, the way his eyes wrinkled whenever he’d smile that adorable, gapped tooth smile of his.

*Me*

If I should stay, I would only be in your way

So I'll go, but I know

I'll think of you every step of the way

And I will always love you

I will always love you

I hope life treats you kind

And I hope you have all you've dreamed of

And I wish to you joy and happiness

But above all this, I wish you love

Finally I unleashed the power that my voice had gained throughout the years. As the lights danced about with the beat of the song as well as my voice, the audience cheered as I belted out that famed last bit of the chorus. Some were in tears while others were just in awe. Ken and Nicole were dabbing their eyes trying to rid of their tears while Jenny and Robin were just shaking their heads in pure awe.

I don’t know if you’ll ever see this Brother Mine, but if you do, know that this performance is for you. I hope you’re happy, safe, and healthy. Both physically and mentally.

*Me*

And I will always love you

I will always love you

I will always

Love you

I will always love you

I, I will always

Love you

You, darling, I love you

Ooh, I'll always,

I'll always love you

I held out the last note as I slowly extended my arms before finally ending the song. The audience cheered and applauded for another killer performance.

“Unbelievable! The lioness really pulling the heartstrings now!” Nick said as he came up and stood beside me. “You even had me going there for a second there Lioness.” I gave him a comforting pat on the shoulder.

“Oh my god Lioness, let me just say. Your last few performances you were slaying and killing it with hardcore dancing, rock and roll and semi-aerial stuff. But this week……we truly got to see your voice. And that—rawness it just……you have me in tears.” Nicole said as she continued to wipe away her tears.

“I agree with Nicole.” Robin said. I gave them a bow of my head. “It’s—it’s really rare when we see female artists do such songs on this stage. Especially one as difficult as that song in particular. But you were the perfect voice to sing that song.”

“Thank you Robin.”

“Now it’s time to find out just what is inside the Mind of our Lioness. If you would just quickly step on over to our mind-reader. We would like to see just what’s within your Lioness brain.” I walked over to the machine that was gonna give an extra clue as to who I was. “Scanning, scanning, scanning and it is…..a Police badge.”

I stepped out from the machine and walked back towards Nick.

“Do we have another Jackson family member on our hands?” asked Ken. I remember thinking back to La Toya Jackson who was “the Alien”.

“Unlike Ms. Jackson I’m not a police officer. But I am directly involved with them.” The audience ooed.

“That give you any guesses panel?” Nick asked.

“Not a single one.” Jenny shook her head which made us laugh.

“Indirectly involved with the police. I mean does that mean she’s an informant? Reality star maybe?” Ken suggested.

“Maybe she played one on TV. Maybe it’s Priyanka Chopra.” Robin added.

“Yeah cause of her role in Quantico.” Nicole agreed.

“No guys I don’t think it’s Priyanka. It really doesn’t sound like her. Lioness has a more richer tone than she does.”

“Well we’re stumped!” Ken said as he sat down on his chair throwing his hands up in surrender.

“Oh now don’t give up son!”

“I can’t do it daddy! Just take off the mask and show us who you are Lioness!” Ken demanded but I shook my head and placed my index finger over my masked lips in shush.

“She knows the drill. Well you wowed us with your vocals, go on and head backstage. Give it up one more time for her royal highness the Lioness everybody.”

“That performance……really took a lot out of me. I was even crying at one point under the mask. But I hope I secured a spot for the Super 8.” As I take my leave, the infamous Cluedle-Doo shows up and he tells the camera.

“Another infamous secret you might want to know about the Lioness here is that she also has ties in with space. Look at these stars, does it give you any hints? Because 2 people she cares about study it.”

“Oh it’s you! Come back you yah cocky Rooster! I’m really gonna turn you into fried chicken now!” I exclaimed as I chased after the Rooster whose been trying to give away more secrets about me. He gobbled out in laughter as he ran away.

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Fall Series - Michael

[[ Ashton ]] [[ Luke ]] [[ Calum ]]

Pairing: Michael Clifford/ Reader

Requested By: N/A

Word Count: 3,140

Summary: Apple picking and some fun with baking. Fluffy af.

You scanned the airport, standing on your tiptoes as your tried to pick out your boyfriend among the masses of people. Luke and Calum's girlfriends were with you, trying to spit their respective boys in much the same position as you. You laughed to yourself, sure that the three of you looked a little ridiculous as you stood in the middle of an airport like lost puppies.

“I see Luke!” Sierra said excitedly beside you, pointing to her left.

You and Marie, Calum's girlfriend, turned in the direction she was pointing. Both of your faces lit up instantly as you saw the band walking towards you.

A chorus of excited hellos filled the space around you as the band got closer, everyone pairing off with their significant others.

“I missed you, angel.” Michael whispered as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders.

You hummed into his chest, tightening your arms around his torso. “Missed you, more.”

He laughed quietly into your hair before planting a light kiss to the side of your head. “I doubt that, but I'll let you have this one.”

You smiled up at him, fighting every urge you had to pull him in for a kiss. Instead, you turned to face the rest of the group, one arm still around Michael. “I think I'm gonna take this one home.” You said. “We're still on for dinner later?”

Everyone agreed, nodding their heads and waving the two of you off as you walked away.

“Okay, we have three days, nineteen hours and forty seven minutes until you drop me back off here. What are we gonna do until then?” Michael asked as you were loading his luggage into the back of your car.

“Well, dinner with everyone tonight.” You said, opening your door and sliding in behind the steering wheel. “And then… I don't know.” You laughed starting up the car.

The two of you rode in silence for a while, his hand on your thigh while he quietly hummed along to the radio. You smiled to yourself as you watched him out of the corner of your eye. You'd really missed him while he was on tour. You couldn't help but to think that three days with him was definitely not enough time.

Once you got all of Michael's luggage into the house you both collapsed on the couch. “Any ideas on how to spend the next few days?” He asked as you settled into his side, wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Well…” You started as he draped his arm over your shoulders. “It's October. We could do Halloween things.”

“Halloween things?”

“Yes.”

“What are Halloween things?”

“Things you do on Halloween.”

Michael groaned loudly, his chest vibrating under you. “Well, thank you for clearing that up, Y/N. A real wordsmith, this one.”

“Okay, wow.” You said, pulling away from him. “You do not get to leave me for three months and then come back with an attitude. Got it, mister?”

He laughed quietly, his sleepy smile spreading across his face. “Yes, angel. I’m sorry.”

“Good.” You said sternly as you leaned back into him, his arm tightening around your shoulders. “Anyway, Halloween things. Like pumpkin patches, scary movies, apple picking. You know, autumn things.”

“Apple picking could be fun. But what do we do with the apples after we pick them?” He asked.

“What are you gonna do if I say 'apple things?’”

“We would have to break up.”

You laughed at him, snuggling deeper into his side. He gently kissed the top of your head just before bringing his hand to his mouth and yawning loudly into his palm.

You moved one hand to his face, your fingers landing on his unshaven cheek. “Poor boy.” You cooed. “Let’s get you to bed and we can figure out our plans later.” He agreed, allowing you to pull him from the couch and up the stairs to your bedroom.

The next morning, you and Michael woke up early and headed to an apple orchard about an hours drive from your house. Michael drove, his hand resting on your thigh while he sang along to the radio. You were giving him directions from the passenger seat.

“Turn left in half a mile.” You instructed. “Okay, now go straight for a mile and turn right.”

Michael did as he was told and you arrived at the orchard just after 9 am. You walked up to the counter and grabbed a basket to collect your apples.

“So what, we just pick them?” Michael asked as you walked into the orchard.

“I don't know! I've never done this before.”

“You suggested it!” Michael laughed.

“I suggested a lot of things, Mikey.”

“Okay, let's just pick a tree and watch someone and then we'll know what to do.”

“Oh, just some casual stalking. Cool.”

“Shut up.” He said, giggling as he knocked you lightly with his elbow. You laughed with him as you followed him to an empty apple tree. He set your basket on the ground between the two of you. “Okay, so now we just observe.”

You linked your hand with his as you stood together, watching a family at a nearby tree. The parents stayed on the ground while two young boys climbed up a small step ladder, grabbing apples and tossing them into the basket on the ground.

“So we just pick them and put them in the basket?” Michael asked, looking back to you.

“Seems that way.” You answered, nodding. Michael let go of your hand and stepped toward the tree you were under. He picked up a step ladder that was near the trunk and set it in front of you.

“After you, angel.” He told you, bowing dramatically as he gestured widely toward the ladder. You giggled as you took his outstretched hand and climbed up the two steps of the ladder. You reached up and plucked your first apple from the tree. It was a little small, sure, but you had to admit that there was a tiny part of you that was a little proud of having officially picked an apple straight from the tree.

You picked a few more, tossing them into the basket at Michaels feet as you did. After a few minutes, you were reaching above your head to pick another apple when he spoke up behind you.

“Hey, babe.” He said, a smile playing on his voice. “Wanna see me juggle?”

You turned to face him and threw your apple into the basket. “Since when do you juggle?”

“I’m a renaissance man, babe.”

“Oh, of course you are.” You shook your head to try to hide the laugh that was bubbling in your throat. “Well, let’s see it, then.”

He winked at you as he picked up three apples from the basket. “Prepare to be amazed.”

“I’m prepared.” You stepped down the ladder and sat down on top of it. Michael had an extremely concentrated look in his face as he threw the first apple into the air. For a brief second you wondered if actually could juggle. A lot of time on the bus between cities, after all. You’d definitely heard more than a few stories about ways that the guys had come up with to pass the long hours.

But as soon as the second apple left his hand, it was clear that that wasn’t going to be the case. The two apples flew in the air in front of him as he tossed the third one. Just as the apple left his hand, the other two started to come down. He desperately tried to catch them, but they ultimately ended up hitting the ground with two dull thuds.

You clapped your hands and laughed, “The renaissance man, ladies and gentlemen.” You announced as he bent down to retrieve the fallen fruits.

“I swear I can do it when nobody is watching.” He laughed.

You stood from the stool and walked over to him. He tossed the apples into your basket and wrapped his arms around your waist. “I’m sure you can, baby.” You whispered as you put your own arms over his shoulders.

“I’m really good, too.” He whispered back, leaning into you slightly.

“Of course you are.” Your lips brushed against his as you spoke.

You felt his lips curl into a smile against yours as he finally closed the space between them. You kissed him back, your lips fitting into his perfectly. Your eyes slipped closed as you kissed him. He moved his hands from behind your back, bringing them to land on your hips as he pulled away from the kiss.

He smiled down at you, his teeth showing between his parted lips. “I think we should go pay for these and finish this at home.” He said with a wink.

“I think you’re right.” You answered. You placed another quick kiss to his lips before turning around to pick up your basket.

You ended up with just about six pounds of apples. You were on Pinterest searching for recipes the entire drive home. “We are definitely making pie.” You told him as you saved the recipe.

“Definitely.” He agreed, his hand tightening on your thigh for a moment as he spoke.

“And applesauce.”

“Apple 5SOS?”

You actually laughed out loud at that. Your head fell back to the headrest, your phone falling to your lap as a loud laugh fell from your mouth. You looked over to him to find a wide smile on his own face at his joke. You reached over and tangled your fingers into the long hair at the back of his head, your fingernails scratching lightly against his scalp. “Yes, Mikey.” You agreed. “Apple 5SOS.”

When you arrived back home, you brought all of your apples into the kitchen and unloaded them onto the table.

“Okay, so what are we making first?” Michael asked.

“I think the applesauce will take the longest, so that?”

“Sounds like a plan.” He said, slinging one arm over your shoulders and pulling you into him. “Just tell me what to do.” He whispered before placing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Peel and chop twelve apples, and put them in the crock pot.” You answered, pressing a kiss to his cheek before moving away from him to retrieve the crock pot from a cupboard.

Michael started to do as he was told. You smiled to yourself as you began measuring out the other ingredients next to him. After he finished with the apples, you dumped in the dry ingredients, mixed everything, and turned on the crock pot.

“In three to four hours, we will have some delicious, homemade applesauce.” You said proudly.

“What’s next?” Michael asked.

“Pie!” You said excitedly.

Michael retrieved your glass pie pan from a cabinet while you assembled the rest of the ingredients. You began measuring and combining according to the recipe on your phone.

You felt Michael step up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist. “Whatcha doin?” He whispered into the skin below your ear, placing a kiss to your neck as he finished.

“Making the crust.” You answered with a smile.

“I wanna help.”

“Grab the butter from the fridge. I'll show you how the pros cut in butter.”

“You became a professional baker while I was away?”

“I've always been a pro, Mikey.” You answered, taking the butter from him. “Remember the Christmas cookies last year? The ones I sent home with everyone and you got mad because that meant less for you?”

Michael's eyes fell closed as he let out a small groan. “Can we please make those, too?”

“Yes, at Christmas.”

He returned to his former spot behind you with his arms around your waist, his hands linked in front of you. “I'll be home for good by then.” He whispered as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

“I know.” You answered, turning to look at him. “Best Christmas gift I could ever ask for.”

“Such a softie.” He said, moving his lips closer to yours. You couldn't help but smile into the kiss. Maybe you were a softie, but you both knew that Michael definitely had you beat in that department.

Michael broke the kiss and smiled at you softly. You placed a quick peck to his cheek before returning your attention to making the pie crust. As promised, you talked him through everything that you were doing. His arms never left you as you worked, which you absolutely loved even if it did make mixing a little difficult.

After the dough was mixed, you placed in the refrigerator to set. You checked on the applesauce in the crock pot. The smell of warm cinnamon and apples filled your kitchen as you removed the lid. You heard Michael sigh behind you as he took a deep breath through his nose. “How much longer do we have to wait?” He asked with a pout.

“A few more hours, love.” You answered.

“And how long does the dough have to set?”

“At least an hour.”

“An hour, huh?” He asked, wrapping his arms around your waist while your own hands found their way to the back of his neck. “I wonder what we’re gonna do to pass the time?”

“We could clean the kitchen.” You suggested with a smile.

“But it’s just gonna get dirty again.”

“We could…” Your sentence was cut short when Michael pressed his lips to yours. You smiled into the kiss as he tightened his arms around you, pulling you closer to him.

“We could move this upstairs. Let me show you how much I missed you, angel.” He whispered and he continued peppering soft kisses down your jaw and onto your neck. You turned your face, opening your neck to him. He took the low sigh that escaped your throat as your answer and lead you upstairs to your shared bedroom.

A few hours, a few rolls in the sheets, and one nap later, you and Michael finally found your way back into the kitchen. “My god that smells so good.” He said as he lifted the lid of the crock pot. You smiled at him from where you stood in front of the open refrigerator. You couldn't help but notice how beautiful his pale skin looked in the soft glow of the small light of the refrigerator. He stood over the counter, his black basketball shorts riding low on his hips as he stirred the applesauce that was finishing up in the crock pot.

“Looks like this turned out pretty good, babe.” He said, turning to face you. He lifted the spoon, his free hand hovering below it as he took a few steps closer to you. He brought it to your mouth carefully. You blew on the hot sauce before taking the tip of the spoon between your lips.

“That might be the best damn applesauce I've ever had.” You told him, licking your lips. He turned the spoon to his own mouth and wrapped his pink lips around the side. His eyes fell closed as he nodded in agreement.

“We should have a cooking show.” He said as he turned around to turn off the crock pot. “But everything we make has to have apples because that's all I know.” He finished, laughing as he set the spoon on the counter and turned back to you.

“Don't worry, I'll teach you more things when you're home for good.” You laughed with him as you pulled the cold dough from the refrigerator, pushing the door closed with your hip as you did. “Wanna chop up the rest of those while I roll this out?”

Michael did as you asked, peeling and slicing the remaining apples next to where you were carefully rolling out the dough. You placed the dough inside the pie pan, pressing it up the sides just as he was finishing up the apples.

You gathered the rest of the ingredients and walked him through the entire process step by step. One of the things you loved most about Michael was that he was so eager to learn new things any chance he got. He paid close attention and asked questions to make sure that he got everything just right as you helped him through it.

By the time you were dumping the apples into the waiting pan you were both somehow covered in flour and spices. The smiles that decorated both of your faces were bright and giddy as you started the roll out the dough you'd reserved for the top of the pie.

“Are we gonna do something fancy on top?” Michael asked.

“Fancy?”

“Yeah, like criss crosses or shapes or something.”

You smiled up at him, “Yeah we can do a cute little lattice top if you want.” He raised one eyebrow dramatically, earning a giggle from you. “Lattice is professional talk for criss cross, my love.”

“Then, yes. Let's lattice it up.” You threw your head back, a loud belly laugh spilling from your open lips.

You finished rolling out the dough and cutting it into strips. You showed Michael the proper way to arrange the strips to achieve the effect he wanted.

“Okay, okay. I think I can do this.” He said, gently nudging you to the side with his hip so that he could take over. You put your hands up and took a few steps away, letting him have control. You watched as he carefully lifted and placed the strips of dough, taking extra care to make sure that they were all lined up perfectly.

When he finished, he looked to you excitedly. You grinned at him as you looked over the completed pie in from of him. “Looks perfect, baby.” You told him. “Now just put it in the oven and in no time, we'll have pie.”

Michael placed the pie onto a cookie sheet before sliding it into the waiting oven. “I like baking with you.” He told you as he closed the oven door. “We should do it more often.”

“We can do that.” You answered as you walked into the living room and got comfortable on the couch. Michael sat beside you and you immediately snuggled into his side. He placed an arm over your shoulders and pulled you into him.

“I'm gonna make a list, while I'm gone. All the things I want you to teach me how to bake when I come home.”

You smiled to yourself as you closed your eyes and rested your head against his chest. “What if I don't know how to make everything on your list?”

“Well, then we get to learn it together.” He answered.

“I like that.” You whispered. “And I like you.” You felt him chuckle slightly beneath you.

“I like you, too, angel.”

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I am going to be shutting down requests for a bit, sadly. But I’m only doing so because I have some things planned through February that I’m really excited about and I really think y’all are gonna like. I hope you all enjoyed the Fall Series! And as always, if you’d like to be tagged in future 5SOS fics, please let me know! I post new fics weekly on Saturday. Have a good weekend!

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