Magenta was showering. Then Columbia burst in.

"Magenta!" she screeched.

"Oh! God!" screamed Magenta, then turned around.

"What do you need now, Columbia?"

"I need to ask you something about boys-Magenta? What's on your-your back?"

"What do you think, Columbia. Really. Think hard."

"They look like slashes...Whips. Who whipped you, Magenta?"

"Think hard." Her face slowly crumped, realizing her lover had whipped her best friend.

"I'll be back..." She said slowly, very mousy.

"Where are you going?"

"To tell Riff-"

"Columbia, do not tell Riff Raff. He doesn't need to know."

"Yes he does, Mangenta."

"No! He'll only get the worst of it!" Magenta tried her best to stop her. Columbia turned around.

"Why did Frank whip you?"

"He thought I vas Riff."

"Why? You look nothing like him."

"I did. Once..."

"Once?"

"I did. But it was long ago."

"What happened, Magenta?"

"When we were selected for our mission, we couldn't look like eachother, we posed as Frank's neice and nephew. It is very suspicious two cousins look at all like eachother. So we expected the same of Earthlings."

"When we prepaired, I was operated on, they changed me. I used to be dazeling, Columbia. Now, I'm not."

"What do you mean? You're beautiful."

"I used to be. I was tall, and skinny, and had long blonde hair down my back, it was straight. I had blue eyes, and a delicate face. This thing I am now is nothing."

"That thing you are now is amazing, Riff loves you, I wish i could look like you, Magenta."

"Riff loves my personality. Not my looks. I used to gorgeous, alot of The transyvanian boys liked me."

"Have you ever heard Riff call you, 'His most beautiful sister'?" She tried impersonating his accent.

"Columbia, you'd have to see the photographs. I vas different." Columbia felt bad for her friend. She helped her dry her hair.

"Don't be so hard on yourself, Mags. You truely are beautiful, the long red hair, so many girls would envy you."

"Earthlings, maybe."

Magenta dried off, and dressed. She took Columbia to Riff's room. There he lay in his bed, just as she had last left him. Sick.

"You feeling better, Riffy?" ask Columbia. He shook his head slowly left and right. That was origianlly why Magenta had been whipped. He was ill, and she had dressed as him, to take his duties over for the day, and help him. She said one thing out of line in front of Frank, and was whipped.

Magenta got on her knees, and pulled a long box from under his bed. He lifted his head to look.

"What're you doing, my sister."

"Getting something."

She took a handful of photos, and shut the box back up. Leaving, Magenta and Colubmia waved to Riff. In their room, Magenta showed her pictures. Columbia recognized Riff Raff, but the girl standing next to him, she didn't. She was as tall as he was, and had hair much the same color as his. She smiled, and had large lips. Bright, bright blue eyes; Marvelous.

"That's you, Magenta?"

"Yep. was me, at least."

"Wow."

"Exactly."

"Why didn't Riff change?"

"I talked him out of it. He wanted to, but I told him, he was the most gorgeous, sexually beautiful, man in all of Transexual. And I'm right."

Columbia thought of him, and how sexy he really was. He was so-so looking for Earthlings. She would date him, if he were single, and Magenta wasn't his sister, or well lover, and it wasn't as awkward.

They continued looking through photos, and Magenta continued self-bashing. While Columbia told her how pretty she was. Columbia even had Riff convince her. In the end, she believed them.