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This is my first story for this movie so please go easy on me. Also if any of you don't like this story, I don't want to hear it. If you want to complain please form an orderly line, take a number, and stick it up your ass. Haters and complaints are not welcome; however constructive criticism and good reviews are loved. Basically if you have a problem with my story, please go and tell it to someone who cares. Okay? Kay, now that that's settled please read a more serious authors note bellow:

Now as I previously stated please go easy on me seeing as I am a new comer so to speak in this subject. If your looking for a summary rite now then your efforts are sadly in vain, I suck at summaries so I won't even attempt at it this time, what you see in the description you just clicked is as good as it'll get summary wise. Please give this story a chance, it has potential I just need some people to tell me if its crap or gold.

DISCLAIMER: I solemnly swear that the characters of this epic movie are not mine; no matter how much I wish against said fact; also I must state that all recognizable quotes, phrases, and terms go to their respected owners.

And as one final note, this story takes place during the second day of the movie (the morning after Eddie is eaten and the morning before the floor show) and Magenta and Riff Raff have shown all signs of loyalty to dearest Frank. Also this story goes to my good partner in crime WhatACharmingNotion and I recommend that all Johnny Depp fans must read her perfect stories.

Now for my story!

Magenta POV

I sat at the foot of the stairs with what appeared to be a two year old clinging to the front of my apron. The child was crying their poor little heart out; I had always loved and wanted children but at the moment I was too confused to even register that I had one willingly clinging to me. How this had even come to happen was far beyond me, maybe a look into this morning should explain:

I woke up this morning same as all the others, to Columbia's squeaky snores. She sounded like a drowning mouse when she slept; it took me an eternity to get used to that fact. I looked down to check my toe nails to see if the paint Columbia had administered last night hadn't smudged off or smeared while I had slept… nope they're fine.

I crept out of the room and made my way to the kitchen to start on breakfast. I heard someone, whom I presumed to be Riff Raff assuming to his duties; and I dismissed it as the start of our usual morning schedule. Where was Frank anyway? Normally he was in the ball room on his throne or reading in the library, and in either case I would have seen him on my way to the kitchen. Once again I dismissed my thoughts and set to work on making breakfast… what should I cook? Pancakes? Waffles? Oatmeal? Maybe I should just make eggs and bacon? What to do what to do…

Janet POV

I slowly blinked my eyes open after sensing the rays of light that fell right across my face. Finally! Its morning, oh that was a horrible night! Now I just needed to figure out were I was. I quickly realized I was in a tank, the same tank that Rocky was made in. *gasp* ROCKY! Now I knew why I was in here, I had slept with Dr. Frank N. Furter's creation after witnessing Brad and Frank's escapade last night.

I heard small noises coming from outside of the tank; through the multicolored glass I snuck a quick peek revealing that Dr. Furter himself working at a table I failed to notice yesterday evening. He was mixing together oddly colored chemicals that were starting to steam over a small flame. He was laughing seductively to himself as he silently mixed together the already mentioned concoction in the making.

I felt something move next to me and I practically jumped out of my skin. I quickly realized it was Rocky, but not quick enough to prevent a startled squeal from leaving my lips. Fast as lightning I clamped my hands over my mouth and looked back to see if Frank had noticed… of course he had.

As Frank strutted over to the tank I heard a popping noise followed by sizzling. When Frank gave a yelp and averted his gaze back to the mixture I noticed that the once small puff of steam had turned into a colorful cloud of smoke that was quickly growing and moving towards us!

I hid back under the sheets as I heard Frank's stiletto heels clicking rapidly towards the tank. When he started to run behind it I realized he was trying taking cover, to late…

A loud BOOM could be heard as the vapor of colors spread around the room, I buried my self further beneath the makeshift blankets as I felt Rocky's thick arms envelop me as if to block out the smoke and keep it from touching me. Mixing in with the loud explosion was the sound of Frank screaming/screeching and the sound of him hitting the ground- hard.

I waited for what seemed like hours before I finally heard a sound… whimpering. It sounded like a small wounded animal. I felt Rocky loosen his hold as he sat up. I followed his movements and when I stuck my head over the rim of the large tank I saw a black mass I assumed to be Frank curled up in some of the remaining smoke clinging to the air in the room.

After putting back on the little clothes I had I walked over to the form I assumed to be the Doctor. The whimpering became small cries before turning into full fledged cries of distress and discomfort. Surely Frank wouldn't cry over a failed experiment! He doesn't seem that feminine. I thought to myself as kneeled down to the mass of black "F-Frank? Um …Dr. Furter?" I asked uneasily. The cries stopped as the figure sat up, revealing it's self to be much smaller than the transvestite I had seen moments ago.

It appeared to be a small child, maybe a toddler. I gasped as I soon realized that this little boy was the missing alien. "Um, hello." I said trying to sound friendly; I didn't know if he just looked like a child or if he really was one at the moment. He looked at me with a startled and frightened expression.

"H-how did y-you get so b-big Janet?" Frank asked me while wiping his now runny nose. "Oh good! For a moment I thought you wouldn't remember me." Although I didn't know if it would be all that bad if he forgot me, maybe then me and Brad could leave this hellish place.

The small doctor quickly composed his now famous pouty look. "Now why, dear Janet, would I not remember you?" Frank looked himself over and realized that he had not shrunk, and that I had not grown, he had deaged. He quickly repositioned his black undergarment so that it covered what it was meant to cover before letting a rosy pink blush snake its way onto his small face. "I see. Now-" he didn't get to finish that thought for one of the speakers that were positioned around the room came a loud 'Master! Breakfast is prepared!'

"I believe we must head to the dinning room to later discuss this." Frank seemed to be fine now other than the fact that he was a two year old. Though when he got up to stand he let out a strangled yelp and fell back to the ground grabbing his ankle. "Owowowowow! I think I sprained my ankle when I fell!" he had a look of distress and pain melded together on his small rounded face.

Before I could even stop myself the words "well I'll have to carry you then." flew out of my mouth in a flash. He raised a pencil thin eyebrow effectively giving me an interested look apparently meaning he didn't mind. As I stood he reached his arms above his head so I could pick him up. I easily nestled him to sit on my hip as I started to walk to the lift on the other side of the room. I felt him rest his head on my chest as we went down. "You're not about to fall asleep on me are you?" I asked playfully trying to make the most out of this semi-awkward position.

"No I'm thinking of why this happened." He answered in a monotonous tone suggesting that his mind was far away from here.

When we walked into the room I got reactions immediately. Brad spewed orange juice across the table, Riff Raff just stared with his jaw about to fall off, and then Magenta and Columbia Squealed in delight.

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