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A/N: Here's a very short filler chapter. This must follow the same timeline as Life (Not) at the Frankenstein Place. At this point Columbia had gotten all upset and not written for three days. Since MAgenta is more sensible than her Earthling roommate, she writes every day.


Day 2 (Tuesday):

This morning was mostly dull and pointless. Save for a mind-numbing conversation with the Earthling, nothing but the routine 'jobs' happened. Then things became very interesting about an hour before lunchtime. The Master – and my brother, horridly enough – left. I wasn't allowed to know where they were, as usual, and this put me in a dreadful mood.

At lunchtime Columbia went looking for the Master. When she failed to find him she became awfully worried.

"Where is he? Where's Frank?" she shrieked.

"He's gone away for a while," I told her.

That upset her. Of course, I was bothered by my brother's absence. But I wasn't sobbing and shrieking about it. "Keep calm and carry on" as we say on the planet Transsexual. Whether there's an invasion of nasty robot men or a shortage of fishnets we never thrown tantrums. Instead we quietly debate how to solve the problem whilst eating fancy little tea cookies until it goes away or destroys us (so far it's always been the former). This makes us superior to Earthlings, I think, who are soppy indeed.

Magenta Vitus.


Day 3 (Wednesday):

More cleaning, more cooking, more ignoring Columbia. She probably means well… but it's hard not to be annoyed by her. It seems she's become depressed because he's gone. I like it that he's gone… though I wish my brother were around. Being trapped her with her is dreadful. That girl in nice enough in small doses…

Magenta Vitus.


Day 4 (Thursday):

Still bored. The Earthling is being very gloomy and seems to be upset about the Master's trip. It's not like he actually cares for her. I have a right to be upset because my brother and I love each other dearly. Currently, as I type, I'm contemplating throwing her out. Now that I write that I can't help but picture her being thrown into a large trash bin.

Magenta Vitus.


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