Author's Note: Sadly, although I do own the characters in this first chapter, I do not own characters appearing in later chapters. They, unfortunately for me, belong to Richard O'Brien, may he live forever and continue to bless us with his sweet transvestites. This story is based on the antics of my RHPS group and the weird and wild things we come up with at three o clock in the morning after seeing show.
The time: eleven thirty. The day: Saturday. The Event: Rocky Horror. A group of dedicated Rocky Horror fans clustered outside the movie theater, awaiting admittance to the show, all dressed in costumes either made by hand or put together carefully with lots of planning and effort. The group had a name, the Sane Persons, and they were regulars to the show by the Sweet Transvestites. Some of them had even been asked to join the Sweet T's.
"My God, it is freezing," the girl dressed as Columbia moaned. She wrapped her glittering tailcoat tightly around herself and took a long drag on her cigarette. "Is it almost time?"
"Columbia," the girl who played Frank snapped, "Be quiet."
"Yes, Frankie," she sighed. They had an agreement, that while in costume they would be their characters and not themselves. The girl who played Janet stood close by, smoking her own cigarette.
The boy who played Riff Raff stood to one side, quiet, just like his character. Brad, Eddie, and Magenta were all in one group, huddled for warmth that late November evening, and the Criminologist and Dr. Scott were deep in a discussion about gas prices.
"Hey, Julie," Colleen said, breaking character and not giving a damn.
The girl who played Frank glared. "What, Columbia?"
"What time is it? Is it almost time?"
"Does it look like I'm wearing a watch?"
"It's eleven forty-five," Magenta called.
"Good," Colleen/Columbia muttered. "I'm freezing."
Just then, one of the Sweet T's opened the doors to the theater. The Sane Persons rushed inside to grab their seats in the third and fourth row, where they always sat when they went to see the show. Once they were all settled in and the de-virginizing had been taken care of, the Rocky Horror pledge had been recited, and the lights dimmed, the movie began…
…"That was the best Rocky Horror ever," Colleen grinned as they left the theater.
"You say that every time," Anna sighed. "Who's riding back with me?"
"Oh, I am," Colleen said eagerly.
"Yeah, me too," Julie added.
"I've got room for one more," Anna said, "If anyone else wants to come?"
Everyone else declined, which was fine by the three of them. They were usually the ones who always hung out together anyway. Colleen climbed into the backseat, still wearing her tailcoat, holding onto the Columbia-esque pajamas she had brought with her to change into later.
Just as everyone else got in the car, rain began pouring down out of nowhere. "Freaky…" Colleen grinned. "Just think…it's November…and it's raining…"
Anna rolled her eyes and Julie just chuckled. "There's this little thing called obsession," Anna began.
Colleen sighed and stared out the window. Her reflection stared back, looking like Little Nell to the point of being slightly creepy. In the passenger's seat, Julie examined her own reflection, which looked more like Tim Curry than Tim Curry.
They drove in silence for a long while, with Colleen and Julie both nearly falling asleep. Before too much longer, Anna shook them both awake and whispered unbelievingly, "We're lost."
The rain streaming down the windshield wasn't enough to make the stop sign in the middle of the road unreadable. Julie and Colleen exchanged meaningful glances. Anna just sighed and shook her head. "I know what you two are thinking, and you're both wrong."
"Whatever you say," Colleen shrugged.
"Well, we might as well turn back and try to find out where we took the wrong fork…"
"Should've taken the spoon," Julie laughed, still in the mind-set of audience participation.
Anna backed the car up slowly, but it hadn't gotten very far before there was a loud bang, and the car stopped.
"What was that?" Colleen asked quickly.
"A blowout?" Julie suggested.
"No," Anna replied. "That would be too freaky."
The three of them climbed out the car only to find that it had in fact been a blowout. They stared dumbfounded at the tire, getting wetter and wetter by the minute. "Well…" Anna began, "I guess we could go see if there's anybody around…"
Colleen pulled her cell out. "No, it's okay…I'll just call some one…" She shook her phone angrily. "No use. The battery's gone and died."
Anna looked at her cell phone too. "Shit. Mine's dead too."
Julie shook her head. "Don't have one. You know that."
"Well…there's nothing to do but walk back down the road and see if there's anybody there…"
"I guess that's all we can do."
"If there is a castle I am going to scream."
"Don't be stupid, there's only one castle in Kentucky and it's about an hour away."
"Yeah, and it's not like we live in Denton, Ohio. There's nothing to worry about, right?"
