Disclaimer: I don't any of these here characters, they all belong to the wonderful Richard O'Brien. :)

Magenta lay in her bed and stared at the ceiling feeling anxious She turned on to her side towards the door hoping to see Riff Raff walk through any second, back from helping Prince Frank-N-Furter unload the rest of their equipment, but he was still not back. She sighed heavily went to her window, and gazed out at the castle and its grounds.

It was such a strange world, Earth. Nothing like her home planet. And being here was something she definitely did not want. Especially with Frank-N-Furter. She felt pretty indifferent towards him on her planet, but the more she was near him the more she was beginning to feel uneasy around him.

From the start of their journey he had been eyeing her, she could tell. And though she was somewhat used to it, (as she was at home, where she was considered on of the more beautiful ones) when he looked at her liked that, a shiver when down her spin. And not the pleasant kind. Not the kind when Riff looked at her.

She smiled to herself thinking of her brother. That was the one thing she was happy about: being on Earth with him. She knew she could cope with the strange new planet with her beloved brother by her side.

But at the moment he was nowhere to be found.

"What can be taking him so long?" She asked aloud, starting to pace. She finally decided to go and see for herself

what was keeping Riff and left her room.

Riff Raff had told her not to leave the room, but not why. And Magenta couldn't see a reason other than he didn't want Frank to put to any work that she didn't have to do.

She made her way down stairs and crept over to the door to the lab where Riff and Frank had been last.

"Now you will not, tell anyone of this, correct?"

She froze a couple feet from the door hearing Frank's stern cold voice from the other side of the door.

"Especially that sister of yours"

"Of course sire. She will not be part of it."

Magenta peeked through the small crack of the door to see the prince and her brother nearly face to face standing in front of a large chest full of papers and bottles. She stared at them unsure as to what they exactly were, but was able to figure out that that's what they were talking about.
Frank chuckled softly to himself. "We shall see about that. After all, she is quite beautiful…" He turned away from Riff Raff staring off.

Riff looked anxious at his response and then replied almost shakily "There is no reason to include her in this…experiment, your highness."

Frank whipped around to face him. "Now I don't believe that's your choice to make, now is it? Handyman!" He spat violently in her brothers' face, grabbing the front of his shirt.
Magenta almost gasped out loud at the princes' sudden outburst, but had the sense to cover her mouth. She had never seen the prince angry before, not like this anyway.

Riff Raff stared Frank in the face, nervous but more irritated at his reaction towards his remark. Frank thrust him away with a grunt and look of disgust.

" One things' for sure…Magenta got the looks in your family tree."

Riff looked away and Magenta could swear she saw him blush, at least a little. She felt a pang of hatred towards Frank as he humiliated her brother. She wanted to go to side and comfort him, but she feared that if Frank knew she had heard what she was not supposed to, he would take it out on Riff.
Riff Raff started for the door. "I will retire then, sire," he said not making eye contact with him, which seemed to anger Frank even more.

"Oh Riff Raff," he called out quickly, a sudden sweetness to his voice.
Riff turned to face him.

"Yes?"
"What is that?" Frank pointed to a whip that lay in a dusty corner strewn about other objects.

Riff Raff eyed it warily and then replied slowly, "A whip I believe, your highness."

"Ah I thought as much," said Frank eyeing him gleefully. "Would you be…so kind…as to bring it to me?"
Riff stared at the transvestite for a moment as if frozen, before moving towards the corner. He picked it up and made his way over to Frank and stretched a bony arm out to hand the whip to him.

Frank took the whip and let it unravel slowly, the tip dragging on the floor.

From the door where Magenta stood spying she knew what was coming and it took all of her self-control to stop herself from trying to protect her dear brother.
Crack! Riff recoiled in pain as the whip came down on his back once.

Crack! Twice near his legs.

Crack! Three times, missing him completely.

Magenta covered her mouth to hide her protests, but she couldn't stop the silent tears that rolled down her face at seeing her brother be tortured like some sort of show creature. After her was finished, Frank pulled Riff Raff close to him and whisper softly in his ear:
"Hopefully that will teach you to give me more respect! Now get out of her before I vomit at the sight of you."

Riff shuffled quickly towards the door, and Magenta seeing him near, rushed up the stairs and back to her room.

"Riff Raff," Frank called as he reached the door.

He turned once more.
"Yes?"
"Be up and working down here by 7:30, and have Magenta bring me breakfast in bed by 8:30…don't be late!"

"Yes, your highness," he mumbled turning to leave.

"And Riff Raff!! For now you both are to call me 'master,' is that understood?"

Riff shook with anger gripping the doorknob as hard as he could in frustration.
Crack!
Riff shook as the whip smacked the floor, and the echo bounced around the room.
"Understood!?"

"Yes…master," he finally managed to spit out, finally leaving the lab limping in pain. Though Frank had never had much practice with a whip, he had gotten Riff good at least once, in the leg, and he knew he would feel it in the morning.

He sighed as he climbed into his bed, in a separate room from Magenta. Though he wanted her badly, he did not want her to see him hurt in fear of just upsetting and worrying her. He eased himself into bed trying to ignore the pain and thought of tomorrow, his now horrid lifestyle and how he had gotten himself and his most beloved sister into a plot dangerous to them all.

Meanwhile in her own bed, Magenta quietly dried her tears thinking similar thoughts to those of her brothers'. She wondered what Frank could be planning, what Riff Raff was trying to protect her from, and if any of them would be able to survive on this planet.

Only time would tell and as the siblings fell asleep, they thought of each other and how they would ever endure the new lives that had been thrust upon them.

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