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Author's Note: What? Blood-Sucker updated relatively quickly? I know, it hasn't happened frequently for about two years but I'm trying to turn that around so bug me for this and anything else you want updated and I will. Read, review and enjoy!
In the large pink tiled laboratory Riff Raff sat at the oak desk toying with sketches and diagrams for the experiment while Frank sat on the edge of the desk, legs crossed watching him very carefully.
The desk was only temporarily in the lab. It was only needed in there until they could start the practical work as then it would be nothing but a waste of space. When the time came they, and by they it is meant Riff Raff, would move it to somewhere more fitting like the library, or the Zen room, or the freezer.
"Yes, I believe that design is absolutely perfect!" Frank exclaimed, clasping his hands together on his lap. Riff Raff put the pen down and leaned back in the chair that was borrowed from the dining room.
"Our next step would be testing out procedures on actual earthling parts." Riff said taking a long time to turn his head to look up at Frank.
"Yes." Frank nodded.
A beat.
"Do we start that tomorr-"
"No, we can't" Frank cut the end of Riffs word off. "That would require going out in public."
"Then why don't we?" Riff raised his voice slightly.
"Because we need covers and a back story." Frank reciprocated Riffs volume.
"Shouldn't we have one by now? Part of our mission is to learn Earth's culture!"
"Because we don't know enough about the earthlings to create reliable covers!" Riff Raff scoffed.
"Oh, so we're stuck in this awful cyclical conundrum." Riff Raff rolled his eyes. "I should have known we would fall into something like this when dearest Mummy gave you command." Franks features sharpened as he stared intensely at Riff Raff. Suddenly he stood up and pointed to the elevator.
"Get out." He said with quiet anger.
"Excuse me?" Riff stood up to be just over eyelevel with Frank who despite is anger managed to still sit poised on the edge of the table.
"Get out before I do something we'll both regret." A moment as they held each others gaze seemed to last forever. Suddenly, deciding to oblige, Riff Raff broke the eye contact and to the elevator to the main floor.
Frank had the ability to rile him up so easily. Though Riff knew he could do the same thing to Frank. For their whole professional career it had been this way but neither took it seriously. Since being on earth however they just seemed to get on each others nerves so much more easily and for so much longer.
He decided to go find Magenta. She could get him out of this mood purely from her presence. Even then, if she couldn't, she would, as per usual, listen to Riff Raff rant with patience.
Magenta could tell when Riff Raff entered the kitchen purely from sensing his strong presence. A subtle smile played on her lips as she resisted the urge to turn around and see him, instead she continued to chop vegetables.
"Hello dear brother." She said, raising an eyebrow to herself in amusement to see what he'd do next. She felt his wiry arms wrap around her waste and felt him bury his head in her neck. Magenta placed the knife down and leaned into his embrace. Once he let go she turned around to face him, leaning back on the counter.
"You're finished early." She commented.
"I got thrown out of the lab." Riff said with little emotion as he picked up Magenta's hand and played with it in his own. She let him, watching his every little movement with adoration and amusement.
"You're going stir crazy." She said. Riff let out a single laugh then kiss Magenta's hand.
"Perhaps." He said. "Or perhaps I wanted to get out of there and see you earlier." Magenta titled her head smiling and placed her hand on Riff's cheek as a sort of silent 'that's sweet' before turning back to the vegetables and Riff Raff found himself a spot on the bench that was vacant to lean on.
They enjoyed each others company in silence for a while.
"Magenta?"
"Yes?" She asked but did not look up.
"The cooking equipment is smoking.'
"What?" She turned around to look at the over and saw black smoke coming out of it. She let out an exasperated groan. She quickly turned off the heat and opened the over door. A huge black cloud of smoke filled the entire room. Riff Raff walked over to the window and opened it as Magenta, coughing, pulled out the tray and placed it on the bench. "It's burnt!" She exclaimed sounding honestly disappointed.
"It's incinerated." He brother replied. She turned to look at him as he approached her side.
"It's dinner."
"Do we have anything else?"
"Nothing that will take less then two hours."
"I'll go tell Frank."
And on that Riff Raff headed back up to the lab.
Author's Note: A virtual cookie to whoever can guess what character is going to be introduced in the next chapter!