Disclaimer: I own nothing Rent or Rocky Horror. They belong to Jonathan Larson and Richard O'brien. HAIL O'BRIEN! O'BRIEN IS GOD!!!

AN: I was watching Rent and was like wait a minute. . . . .how would the two best drag queens in the world act if they literally saw the world from someone else's shoes? First Chapter intended to be a little funny.

Columbia was awoken yet again from Frank's ranting and raving. She decided to go see what he was so angry about. She left her room quietly, as not to wake Magenta before Frank did, and silently walked to the lift. The lift led up to the lab, anyone who knows of or personally knows Frank knows that twenty-five percent of his life is spent in his lab. The other seventy-five is spent trying to get a good fuck out of someone. Columbia stepped out of the lift once it reached the lab.

"Frankie, what's wrong?" she asked. "I heard you ranting and raving all the way from my room." she said. Frank spun around to face Columbia. He looked like a mad scientist from an old-fashioned sci-fi movie, but with black hair, not grey.

"You want to know what's wrong, Columbia?!" He screamed. "What's wrong is that every experiment I try always backfires or has a terrible fault! This - this - thing DISGUSTS me!" He answered.

"Okay, Frankie. Calm down." Columbia said walking up to him, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind his back.

"CALM?! How can I be CALM?!" Frank screamed.

"Ssssh, ssshh. Now what is it that you were trying to make or experiment with or whatever?" Columbia asked.

Frank calmed down a bit, then answered with, "The machine was suppossed to make feet be able to fit in any type of shoe - no matter the size, shape, or length."

Columbia tried not to laugh at Frank's reason for being so distraught and succeeded. "Well, what's wrong with it?" she asked.

"It has the opposite affect!" Frank cried. "Now I can't fit any of my shoes!" he whined.

"Maybe it takes time, it'll probably work tommorrow." Columbia said trying to be optimistic. "As for right now, you're missing out on your beauty sleep - you don't want to have bags under your eyes next time you see yourself in a mirror, do you?" she said hinting to Frank that he should probably go to bed.

"Okay, okay. I get it." Frank said. "But on one condition."

"What's that?"

"You're coming with me."

A smile beamed across Columbia's face.

"Okay."

So Frank and Columbia went to bed, in Frank's room, and they both fell into a fitful night's sleep.

Angel and Collins had just come back from a mini shopping spree, so Angel was extremely happy to the point where one would confuse it with being hyper. Really though, who could blame her? She had just gotten over ten pairs of new shoes because they were on sale, a couple new jackets, suede at that, and a few new mini-skirts. All Angel had to do was improvise and BAM! Instant fashion statement. Why the mini shopping spree, you may ask. Let's just say it's an early birthday present from Collins.

"Thank you SO much!" Angel squealed, yes, she actually squealed, while smothering Collins in a tight hug.

"Can't. . .breathe. . .Need. . .oxygen." Collins gasped. Angel immediately let go.

"Oh, I'm sorry honey, I'm just so happy!"

"It's okay, baby. I'm fine. Better actually. Deffiately a nice change to come home after going through hell at work then see my Angel so bouncy and bubbly because of me." Collins said.

"Awww, hard day at work?" Angel asked.

"Yeah, but don't worry about it. All I want you to worry about today is yourself. Today's for you, remember? And especially tommorrow, so don't you even bother worrying about me until the weekend." Collins said sweetly.

"Aw! You are so cute when you're sweet." Angel said hugging Collins again, but not squeezing his lungs out this time. Collins hugged back and lightly kissed Angel.

"I have to repay you somehow!" Angel cried suddenly.

"No you don't baby, your happiness is all that matters to me."

"But I'm sure this will make us both happy." Angel said. "Come on, let's go to bed. Arn't you tired?" she asked with a wink that said sleeping was far from what she intended.

Collins smiled. Angel was right about that, that was one thing that clearly made both of them happy.