Hello! This is my first RHPS fic. First of any fic, actually. I reply to all reviews, let me know if it's okay so far. I am very nervous!

Dr. Frank N Furter had created many things in his lifetime, but Columbia and everyone else in the Frankenstein castle had to agree this was definitely the most normal-lookingcreation of them all.

Or abnormal.It all depended on which way you looked at it.

It was an unusually sunny day, and the inhabitants of the castle were walking on eggshells around the Master. He had been designing this for weeks, it seemed, and today would finally be the end of his relentless ramblings of how spectacular this one really was going to turn out. Riff Raff in particular was relieved. If anything was needed, if any of Frank's odd inventions were somehow ruined, or a broken limb was in need of repair, he was the one to fetch it and to repair it. He had never been quite so tired.

Magenta hurriedly painted the nails of Columbia's left hand. Both girls wanted to look presentable, even more so than ever. Well, Columbia did, at least. Magenta never cared too much for dolling herself up, but she would try her best if it meant keeping Frank in a good mood. She even cracked an attempt at taming her flaming red hair, but everyone knew that was pointless.

At 2:44 in the afternoon, Frank called everyone to the laboratory as he unmasked his latest and greatest creation.

The Thing was small and shivery like a little Chihuahua. Its hair was as black as coal, long and stringy, straw-like. Its eyes we're chocolaty brown and looked quite dull. The exact opposite of what he had expected. To one person it may just have appeared as a regular child, but to Frank it appeared to be a disastrous monstrosity, a reminder that another thing in life he had failed at. This was a bug on the windshield of life.

They could feel something was defiantly not right with Frank, although on the outside the thing looked as if not a thing was wrong with it. However, Frank was absolutely shaking with anger. He threw his arms up into the air in crazy frustration. This Thing had not turned out all like he wanted what he spent months planning. Just another failure, another Eddie. This was going to be the last one he ever made. The last creation, the one that would make him truly happy.

And all he ended up with was this...whatever it was. He scrunched his nose in disgust as it looked way up at him with those brown eyes and blinked those long lashes. Although he had to admit, the miniature creature had a certain...charm about it, a certain somethingnone of his previous failed creations possessed.

But still. This was unacceptable and it had to be disposed of immediately.

Frank took a step towards it, but it made a small sound between a gasp and a hiccup, taking a step in the opposite direction. Frowning, his perfectly groomed eyebrows slipping together, he took two steps towards it, and it in turn it took three steps back.

"Damn!" He stomped his foot, heels clicking loudly, causing the Thing to flinch slightly. Magenta, Riff Raff and Columbia watched in mild amusement as their Master and the creature continued this, 'game,' for a fair amount of time. "Damn!" he cursed again, and this time Columbia had to clamp a hand over her mouth to keep herself from bursting into a fit of giggles.

Bad idea. Frank glared at her. "And just what is so funny?" he demanded.

Columbia shrugged and looked down at her feet, then back at the tiny thing. "She's cute," the groupie concluded. The creature swung its head around to gaze at the source of the squeaky voice. It and Columbia locked eyes, and her first thought was something along the lines of, This kid is gonna be better than anyone I've ever known.

Frank scoffed and flipped some stray curls away from his face. He peeled off his pink gloves, slowly, a sinister-looking smirk creeping onto his face as he glared at the frightened little disaster, skin as pale as his own. He held his bare hand out and said in the gentlest voice he could possibly muster, "Come here, little one."

Magenta snickered. Someone besides Frank obviously didn't care too much for the Thing. Riff Raff, however, continued to remain expressionless.

"Come here," Frank repeated impatiently, apparently abandoning the calmer approach. When the Thing didn't budge, just blinked, Frank lunged for it, grabbing it fiercely and tossing it over his shoulder. "Riff Raff, freezer," he commanded as the Thing, too terrified to move, whimpered and lay their chin against Frank's back.

Columbia's heart fluttered. Frank wouldn't do that. Not to such an innocent little individual. He wouldn't lock it away in a giant icebox, doomed to the same fate as Eddie, would he? "Frank!" she shrieked, and flounced after him, arms outstretched towards the Thing. She grabbed it by the arms and flung it away. Quite by accident, instead of ending up safely in her arms, the creature landed painfully on their back on the cold floor of the lab. It whimpered again, but never did it start crying.

At the exact same moment Columbia and Frank dove for the Thing, each one grabbing either of the creature's arms. Neither could hear the quiet giggles of the brother and sister behind them.

"Let go of it!" Pull.

"Oh, Frank, please don't!" Pull.

"Don't what?" Harder pull.

"Don't put her in the freezer!" It was the first time the creation had been given a gender, and Columbia was fairly sure her assumption was correct, despite how hard it was to get a good look at its face with that hair hanging.

"And why not?"

"I'll keep her!" Columbia could hardly believe the words that had come from her mouth. "I'll keep her!" Then (how ridiculous), "She likes me!"

Frank let go, and the Thing fell to the groupie. Relieved, she held it close to her, her bottom lip sticking out in a pucker, trying to seem threatening. After catching his breath, settling his nerves, he raised a brow and leaned in towards them slightly. "You'll keep her?" he asked mockingly.

Columbia could feel the small breaths against her skin. This was a living being and deserved better. "Yes," she said bravely. "I can't let you put such a cute little person away like that." Looking for some help, she glanced at Magenta and Riff Raff. She was biting her lip and tapping her foot, watching the scene intently, but offered no back up for her friend. Of course, Magenta's brother was somewhere in his own world.

She nodded to herself and firmly repeated, "I'll keep her."