A/N I love you all. It was really emotional last night when I wrote the last chapter. Mostly because Friends was on, and it was part one and two of The Last One, and I cried LIKE A FUCKING BABY! And any true fan to a television show cries when they see the series, (or sometimes season,) finale. YES YOU DO! If you are lost, I'm catching up at the beginning of this. This is now in Frank's POV.
EDIT: 24/1/2013 And since I seem to be the only one on the entire planet of fanfiction to say this... HAPPY WEDDING RICHARD! I HOPE YOU AND YOUR NEW WIFEY WILL BE VERY HAPPY TOGETHER!
I sighed. I could only imagine what she could say to Riff Raff. From what Columbia told me, she would forgive him, but when she woke up, she said she was heading with me. I looked at Riff Raff. "Riff Raff, Magenta has something to tell you."
"I'm going to New York with Frank. I think that he will take better care of me, and Columbia is moving there soon, and I know you read the note, and it couldn't be more true. I love you. I just don't think this will work out. And Frank has a girl, Columbia has a man, I may adopt a few cats. I have three kids, get maybe two cats, do up my hair real big, and start talking to them when Frank's date comes." I laughed a little under my breath. She would have to be a lot more weird to freak them out.
"So... You're leaving this time?"
"Come on girls, let's pack you for NYC." Columbia led the girls out, and mouthed something to Genta.
She sighed. "Yeah. I guess I am."
"I don't think I was ready when I came back." I crossed my ankles, looking at their confrontation, almost from outside a window.
"Yeah... I don't think you were either. Maybe Sonny could hook you up with the therapist she goes to."
"Maybe. So... Are we going to get a divorce?"
"Do you think there is any future for us?"
"I don't really know..."
"Riff Raff Vitus. Do you see a future in us?" Magenta's eyes were intense as fire.
"Well..." They looked at each other, and Riff Raff sighed. "No. I don't. I don't think I could change."
"Have Janet send the papers to Frank's apartment She knows the address." She stood up, and walked to the bathroom, and Riff Raff started to pack.
"Is that it? You're just going to let her leave?"
"Frank, there's not much I can do..."
"Go'an fight for her!"
"Frank-"
"I see the way you look at her. Don't let her go without a fight. I'll send our address to the castle."
He was silent for a moment, but finally finished the bag he was working on. "Thanks, Frank. You are a hot dog, and you better not try to hurt her, Frank Furter."
"Well, I'll try my best." I laughed a little, but Genta cut me off by walking out.
"You're all packed up. I can send the rest of your clothes with the papers."
"Okay." She sounded hoarse, like she had been crying. She walked over and hugged him. "I love you. We can work out something with Frank, if you want custody."
"No... Not really. He could spend a few weeks with me each year, but that's all."
"Oh-okay." We all walked to the bathroom, and sat on the tub until Columbia came with the twins. "I love you. Take care of Sophie. And come soon. I need you to talk to."
"I love you too."
"As friends, right?" Columbia burst out laughing.
"Oh my god. He's not crying!"
"Is he deaf?" She hit Riff Raff on the shoulder.
"Probably. What did you guys decide?" Magenta looked at her, and somehow she got it. "Oh. Okay. I'll come by later, help you get situated."
Magenta helped the girls in the tub, and I started to talk to them. "You girls are brave. Riff Raff won't live with us for a while, but you guys haven't known him for that long, so I don't think it will bother you. Have either of you heard of New York City? Well, that's where we are going. We have two extra bedrooms, so you two will have to share a room. You will be safe with me. What Riff Raff has told you, some is true, some is not. I did whip them, but I wasn't evil. Riff Raff just didn't like me because I tried to take your mum. It's not your fault that they split up. It's Riff Raff's." Pat smiled. We sat there for a moment, while Genta was whispering to Riff Raff. She pulled away, and they were both crying. Everyone started to sob, and that's when I knew it wasn't meant to be. They would get back, but Riff Raff needed help first. She got in, waved, and we faded away. From Transexual, to New York.
We got into the bathroom in my apartment, and I stepped out first. Pat and Ciffa scrambled over the edge of the tub, and I helped Genta over. She looked around my bright purple bathroom. "Nice." I laughed, and walked out of the bathroom. "Shit. Hey, you guys, this is Magenta Vitus, Patricia and Pacifica Vitus, and Frank Vitus." One of the queens I worked with was here, we called him Bri, his real name was Brian. One of the kings, who's real name Sydney, we just called him Syd. And then three of my normal friends, Lori, Patrick, and Terri.
"Hey."
"She's pretty."
"Hands off Syd, she just got out of a relationship."
"I'm sorry. If you want a shoulder to cry on, baby, I'm right here."
"Are all of your friends like you?"
"Everyone except Patrick and Lori." Magenta rolled her eyes, scoffing.
"I congratulate you. Where should we put the bags?"
"In that room." She walked in there, and I went and got her bags. I brought her bags to her room, and she was just sitting on the bed, with her eyes closed. "Don't mind Syd. She's a little quirky."
"She's a girl? What the hell is wrong with me?"
"What do you mean?"
"The girls in the hospital, her, Columbia! I'm a chick magnet!"
I laughed. "Hey, we're going to the bar!"
He shouted out the door. "You have kater killer?"
"Always!"
"Have fun. If you meet someone, don't bring them here!"
"And if we get shitfaced, don't call you, we know."
They left, and Genta laughed. "What?"
"Nice friends."
"I think so."
"A queen, a king, and three normal people are exactly who I want around my children."
"Well, to make you feel any better, the two normal girls live across the hall."
"Good. I'll probably let the girls around them more. Where's your date?"
"She should be here in a little while." Yeah, Camille would be here soon.
"What's wrong?"
"No, um, nothing's wrong. Camille's awesome."
"I didn't ask that. I know something's wrong now, honey, spill the beans."
"It's nothing... Just lately she's been detached."
"What do you mean?"
"We've stopped being together so much, and she's been spending more time with her kids at her ex-husbands house."
"Maybe she misses them."
"I don't know... She seems distant."
"Maybe." She looked down at her bags. "I should probably unpack."
"I guess I'll help make the crib." I walked over to the big box with a bow on it. A present from Bri.
I spent a few hours working on the crib, before the rest of the gang showed up. Finally Syd came over and put it together. "Next time you need help, my sissy little friend, just call me." I laughed, and walked over to Magenta, who had just finished putting her things on the shelf, getting ready to put Frank in his crib.
"I'm hungry."
"Good luck."
"What do you mean?"
"Like we cook." I rolled my eyes.
"Well I can cook."
"Anything other then dead bodies?"
"Of course." She put Frank in his crib, and walked into the kitchen. I followed her, to make sure they don't eat her alive. She opened up the cabinet, then the fridge, and sighed."You realise you only have bread, lunch meat and condiments, right?"
"That's all we eat other then pizza and when we go out to eat."
"God!" She left the room, I imagine to got to the girls room.
I walked over and sat on the floor. "What happened tonight?"
"Really? You haven't noticed?"
"Not really... What haven't I noticed?"
"Terri's not here. We left her at the bar once she started to bring more guys into the bathroom."
"Slut."
"I know." Magenta walked out.
"Nation is coming over with some clothes and food, because it looks like I'll be the cook. I will slit your throat if I have to stand behind you."
"Gasp! Is this another one?"
"Yes, it's the Genta from the movie. No, she has not met Patricia. Yes, the Nation she mentioned was the Nation from Shock Treatment. And did you just say the word gasp?" The brunette shrugged.
"Wait... Nation Mckinley?"
"Yeah... Why?"
"No reason..." He shuffled around nervously. We chatted on a few minutes while Genta looked through the cabinets and found a few pots.
"Hmm..." She pawed around for about thirty minutes until we felt the transducer. She sighed, and got up.