AN: Fun fact, I had three different ideas for this prompt. Not exactly my favorite work but I think it's decent. Again, sorry for the late update, had trouble with this... so enjoy this kind of early update? *sweats*

Pairing: Harry/Fred (Established Relationship)

Characters age: Harry: 17-Fred: 18

Made using the tables of 100-prompts livejournal.


15. Audience

Staring at the front of the building, Honey uttered quietly, "Uh, Freddie, where are we?"

"And why are we here?" Gogo cut in in annoyance.

Eyes widening at the bright sign on the front, Wasabi questioned, "W-wait, is this a bar?" He squeaked before turning towards Fred, "An honest to God bar? With drinks and everything? Dude, Hiro shouldn't even be near a place like this."

Cringing at the mention, Hiro thought 'I have seen worse, actually,' but decided it would be safer to just remain quiet. Standing behind them, he inspected the big neon blue letters that stood out against the red brick walls of the outside. 'Mystic Anchor' it spelled and looking closely he noticed a small white figure, also made in a similar fashion as the neon letters, a winged snake, that was curling on the Y.

Intrigued, he stared at it for a few moments until Wasabi's rising panic was too difficult to ignore.

"I don't even want to be here! Do you know how dangerous is a place like this?"

"Don't worry, it's perfectly fine!" Fred assured, "We need help locating the bad guy and I know someone who can help."

"In this bar? And do you really think this person would be willing to help us?" Gogo interrupted skeptically, "How do you know this person anyways?"

Honey and Wasabi shared looks at that. If Fred's mysterious person frequented a place like this, how trustworthy could they be?

Sighing, Gogo continued, "Sorry, Fred, but do you remember the last time we needed help and you went with Mole?"

Fred huffed indignantly at that mention of his nemesis, "Hey! Mole was our only option and I never said I liked him," he was getting fed up with the argument. "I have known Harry for years and I can trust him with anything. Is the fact that he works at the bar so bad that you all are allowing the bad guy risk people's safety?"

Silence reigned between the group members as they quietly stared at each other, feeling chastised.

Finally deciding to interrupt, Hiro spoke as he stared at them with a frown on his face, "Fred is right. We shouldn't judge someone without even knowing them. I understand where you all are coming from. After what happened with Callaghan," he paused as his voice caught a little at the mention of the Professor, "it's okay to feel cautious, but we shouldn't be this close minded only because he happens to work here. I'd say that we should give him a chance." He finished turning towards Fred.

"Look, if you guys don't want to be here, that's okay. I can work this out alone." Fred casually stated, trying to hide his disappointment.

"Fred, no-" Honey blurted, "We are just on edge with everything that has been happening. The attacks are getting increasingly dangerous."

"That's why I brought you here. Harry can help us, but you all should give him a chance."

"We need all the help we can get and if you trust this person, then we should too."


The inside of the building was different than the outside, but not overly so that it would look like a complete different place. The warm reddish brown of the walls represented a somewhat comfortable ambience, managing to soothe the gang's nerves considering that it was their first time on a bar. A few posters and photos of artists covered the walls and a similar neon sign with the bar's name was on the far wall on top of the bar counter.

Multiple tables of four were full with people happily chatting between them, clearly familiar with the place.

They were taking in the scenery when the lights dimmed and a guitar started playing, making them turn towards the sound.

A person stood on the center of the stage, his back to the crowd as he faced his drummer and clapped his hands to the beat. As soon as the drums started, the person turned around taking a hold of the mic and his voice resonated on the building.

Some like beautiful, perfect and pretty

I see the good in the bad and the ugly

I need the volume one louder than ten

Put the pedal to the metal, needle into the red

If the windows ain't shaking

Making my heart race

If I can't feel it in my chest

I'm in the wrong damn place

Got a demon in my soul and a voice in my head

Saying, "Go, go, go, I can sleep when I'm dead."

There's a sonic revelation bringing me to my knees

And there's a man down below that needs my sympathy

He ended with a cheeky wink to the crowd as his body swayed side to side as he sang.

I got a ringing in my ears

Getting ready to burst

Screaming, "Hallelujah, motherfucker,

Take me to church."

I like it louder than the boom of a big bass drum

I need it harder than the sound of guitar grunge

I love to crank it up

Make it thump

And evil to the core

Head-banging in the pit

And throwing my horns

And just like old-school Sabbath, Zeppelin and Lemmy

I need to drop it down low

And make it heavy

I like it heavy

I like it heavy

Grinning widely, he swayed his hips to the beat of the drums.

I ride the lightning, roll with the thunder

Going down down down with my sisters and brothers

I fell in love with the darkest parts

Standin' on the side of the wild at heart

I plucked the feather off a crow so I could fly

Since I was 13 years old I've had my fist to the sky

I like it louder than the boom of a big bass drum

I need it harder than the sound of a guitar grunge

I love to crank it up

Make it thump

And evil to the core

Head-banging in the pit

And throwing my horns

And just like old-school Sabbath, Zeppelin and Lemmy

I need to drop it down low

And make it heavy

I like it heavy

I like it heavy

Glancing towards Fred in question, his intrigue picked when he noticed the ecstatic grin on his face.

I like it, I like it, I like it heavy

I like it, I like it, I like it heavy

I like it, I like it, I like it heavy

I like it, I like it, I like it heavy

Some like beautiful, perfect and pretty

I see the good in the bad and the ugly

I like it heavy

I like it heavy

I like it, I like it, I like it heavy

I like it, I like it, I like it heavy

I like it, I like it, I like it heavy

I like it, I like it, I like it heavy

He sang his heart out as the drums increased their pace, song coming to an end. The hum of the electric guitar lingered on the air as the singer took a few breaths with his eyes closed before opening them.

Mic on hand, he softly began to sing at acapella. His gaze resting on a certain person.

Take me home tonight I'll do anything with you

Buy a bottle of whiskey, we'll get matching tattoos

Tell me that you love me, oh let me drive your car

We can sit 'til morning light just counting every star

He sang as he got off the stage and started walking towards Fred, hand outstretched until he stopped right in front of him and Fred took his hand shocking everyone.

'Cause if there's a Hell I'll meet you there

And if there's a Heaven they're servin' beer

And if you're an angel then I must be high

Oh if there's a church it's rock and roll

If there's a Devil I sold my soul

And it's alright whatever we do tonight

'Cause if there's a God

Dammit she won't mind

If there's a God

Baby, she won't mind

He finished softly before leaning forward and pressing a lingering kiss to Fred's lips.

Loud cheering and cat calling came from the audience and the band, obviously not surprised by the singer's action.

Taking the chance to get a closer look to this 'Harry' person, the group's surprise was understandable. He looked like someone who should be dating Gogo instead of Fred, at that thought the group gave a side glance to said person, cringing a little at the badly concealed annoyance irradiating from her.

He was dressed on a gray t-shirt with an unzipped short leather jacket on top, a black choker that drew attention to his neck along with the skin tight denim pants, he surely made an image. His shoulder-length hair was tossed to one side in disarray showing a piercing on the right ear, one could also see a few green streaks on his hair behind the mass of blackness.

"It's been weeks since I last saw you." He whined as he pulled away to properly stare at his boyfriend but remained on his arms. "I don't appreciate the fact that you only come here when you need something, y'know." He huffed, poking Fred's nose. "So, what's gonna be this time?" He asked finally stepping away and crossed his arms, waiting for an answer.

Deciding to interrupt, Hiro hesitated as he looked around, "We have an… issue."

"'Issue'?" Harry echoed before his eyes widened, before he clapped his hands together in understanding, "Oh! Is it a B.H.6. problem?" He asked excitedly.

"A what-?" Honey squeaked beside them while Gogo just stared at them, trying to analyze this strange person, "I gather he knows then?"

Harry snorted, "Of course I know! Fred is awful at keeping secrets, especially if they are a hero matter."

"So, are you two, like, together?" Wasabi squeaked pointing between them.

"Yep," Harry piped in, "suppose Fred never mentioned me, isn't it?" He asked, turning towards his boyfriend. "Damn, Freddie, it's like you are ashamed of me or something." He teased, enjoying the reddening on Fred's face.

"Anyways, it would be better if we take this matter somewhere else."


AN: Sorry for taking so long to update. I wanted to make something special for this month but it seems it won't be possible :( (And I wanted to write something that won't be too 'cringy'. I don't have experience with songfics, which it kinda is?) So let me know what you think?

*Gogo is not happy about Fred's relationship because she is not ready to trust this new person. Especially is they look like that (so much for not judging)((and also because she kinda liked Fred a little, oops))

Song used: "I Like It Heavy" by Halestorm

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Also, an advice for the future: if I don't post anything for a week or so, make sure to check my Profile, there may be a notice!

Next Prompt: Endless Sorrow (honestly, not looking forward to it)