AN: Yes, I update quickly. This chapter is rated a solid T for Frank's dirty mind. It's set before Chapter 1, but not by much. Maybe an hour. Enjoy!
Prince Frank N. Furter was bored. So bored, he would wear a bikini and jump into a volcano for a bit of entertainment. He was so bored that he was a few minutes away from shrivelling up and collapsing. He didn't think he'd ever been so bored in his life, and was certain he never would be again. He was TOTALLY FREAKING bored, and wasn't keeping it to himself.
"I am so bored. Bored, bored, bored. I am about to die of boredom, and that would be a lousy thing to have on my tombstone."
The maid cleaning the carpet ignored him. This happened at least twice a day.
"Maid, make me a sandwich! It must have cheese, bacon, lettuce, tomato, onion, more bacon, and ground onyx. Right away!"
"Yes, your Majesty."
The maid scurried out, leaving Frank to his thoughts. There was probably only one thing that would relieve his boredom, and that was some mind-blowing sex. He picked up the phone to call someone, but was surprised by the phone ringing before he could.
What? Oh, someone must be calling me first! I bet it's Renata.
But when Frank answered the phone, he was answered by an unfamiliar, accented voice.
"Hello? Is zis Prince Frank Furter?"
"Yes," the young prince answered. "Who is this?"
"Magenta Vitus, a loyal subject."
"Okay, why are you calling?
"It's about my brozer, Riff Raff Vitus. Surely you've heard of him."
Of course. Riff Raff Vitus. His looks had more people going after him than anyone else on the planet, with the exception of Frank himself.
"Yes, I have. What about him?"
There was a deep breath from the other side of the line. "I vant to ask if you could maybe take him out on a date."
"Wait, isn't he like, seventeen now? Surely he'd already be with someone. But if he's looking for a little something on the side, I can-"
"No! Zis is a little embarrassing, but my brozer is still single."
"That's all? I'm single! Can't tie myself down to one person, I'm too much of a sex master!"
"You don't understand. You see..." Another deep breath, and then the next words came out quick and jumbled. "Rfrasavin."
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Riff. Raff. Is. A. Virgin."
What? She can't be serious. A seventeen-year-old virgin? That is insane. Usually, no way would I take that up. But... I've seen what that Riff Raff looks like. Might as well tap that. Because like I said, I am a sex master.
"So, vould you still like to go?"
"Sure, why not? Get him to meet me at Crescent Diner, in five days time, at 8:30pm. Let me know if anything changes. Now, I have to go. My sandwich just arrived."
Frank took a bite of his sandwich as he hung up the phone.
Excellent. I know I'm getting laid in a few days. But as for now...
He started dialing Renata's number.
To be continued...