**Disclaimer: Despite my best efforts, I still don't own the characters from "The Rocky Horror Picture Show". Sometimes life just isn't fair.**

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The sound of crashing glass jarred Frank N. Furter out of a sound sleep. He cursed as he slipped on a satin robe and emerged from his bedroom into the adjoining laboratory to investigate the source of the noise. Infuriated, he cursed again at the sight of several beakers, and their liquid contents, spread across the marble floor.

Imbeciles. Obviously Riff Raff and Magenta had put the beakers too close to the edge of the shelf when cleaning up the lab, and a bit of turbulence during the castle's journey to the planet Earth had knocked them onto the floor. Well, if they were going to be so negligent, he'd insure they would suffer the consequences…he'd wake them to clean up the mess now, rather than waiting until morning. Hopefully that would convince them to treat his precious supplies with the care they deserved.

As he approached Magenta's bedroom, he was stopped by another noise, very different from that which had awakened him. It was, unmistakably, the sound of lovemaking. Curious, he went to her door and opened it slightly, just enough to allow him to look in. What he saw disgusted him – Riff Raff making love to his own sister.

Mind you, the thought of Riff Raff making love to *anyone* was enough to turn Frank's stomach, but the fact that Magenta was his partner made it even more repulsive. Even a society as decadent as Transylvania's had a few sexual taboos, and incest was very definitely one of them.

Frank's first impulse was to burst in and confront them, but after a moment's reflection, he quietly closed the door and returned to his own bedroom. He'd have to punish them for their actions, no doubt about it, but he wanted to give himself the opportunity to figure out the most effective way to do it.

Truth be told, if it were anyone *but* Riff Raff and Magenta, he would probably just ignore the situation. As much as he personally disapproved of incestuous relationships, his general attitude toward sexual behavior was very definitely libertarian…as long as the relationship was consensual, people should be allowed to do as they pleased. However, this was Riff Raff and Magenta he was thinking of…two people who detested him. And quite honestly, the feeling was mutual. He couldn't resist the enjoyment of punishing them under the guise of being an avenging angel for common standards of decency.

Yes, but how to do it? He considered various options…whippings, deprivation of food or sleep, confinement in the basement dungeon…but dismissed all of them. They were too standard, too ordinary, too feeble to convey the depth of their offense. Suddenly, it came to him. The ideal weapon to use to punish deviant sexual behavior…was sex.