"Mistress..." Riff's voice echoed through the house the next morning. Raven descended the stairs, a healthy glow illuminating her pale skin.
"What is it Riff?" She smiled. He opened the door, and there stood timid Janet Weiss, standing with Brad Majors and a six year old boy. Raven's eyes widened at the sight of the child, who was a miniature version of Frank, minus all the make up and the lingerie. She shook her head and extended her hand to Brad.
"How'd you do?" She asked him with a seductive little smile. If Columbia's idea was to make her jealous, well then, let Frank taste that fruit. "Raven Desontos. You must be Brad Majors." Brad smiled broadly and shook her hand.
"I am. This is my wife, Janet Majors, and our son, Sonny." Janet shyly extended her hand, and Raven took it kindly. She bent down to the little boy, struggling to push past his parents in a theatrical debut, similar to that of his biological father. She chuckled nervously.
"We're pleased to have you attend our nipples! That's what the earthlings say right?" She asked turning to Riff in a quiet whisper, as she saw the aghast faces of their guests.
"I believe you meant nuptials?" He suggested.
"Our nuptials." Raven finished with an uncertain smile and a blush. "Please, let me show you to your rooms." The human couple followed her in nervous content.
"Have you known Frank for long?" Janet asked quietly. Raven giggled and nodded.
"You could say that. We've known each other since we were two."
"That's a really long time."
"Yes." The rest of the tour was quiet, especially as they walked down the hallway past Frank's room, where he slept peacefully undisturbed.
"Here you all are. I'm afraid I have some...business to attend to. I shall see you at dinner?" Raven said with a smile. She left the room and quietly ninja-ed her way into Frank's room. She pulled down the covers and gently laid herself on top of him. She gently stroked his hair.
"Frankie..." She said, whispering in his ear. He mumbled something that sounded vaguely like "Columbia". She frowned. "Oh really?" She stormed out of the room. How could he just be so insensitive? Dear Nicosia...what was wrong with her today?
Raven went to her bedroom, which Frank had seen fit to make similar to her room from the Translyvanian palace back home. She wondered why though, the air was heavy with her familiar perfume that she had stopped using when she ran away from the palace. She drew her finger across the metal vanity table and stopped at her old jewelry box. She nodded in understanding and picked through it, finding her perfume. She held it in her hand, as fragile as a snowflake.
12 years earlier...
"Momma...curious question." Raven said, approaching her mother at the table. She played with her fingers.
"What is it my little blackbird?" Serenity asked her daughter, interested.
"Hypothetically...what happens if you have...well..." Raven trailed off, rose tinting her pale face.
"Oh! You mean? Before the wedding?" She finished for her daughter, her face turning the same shade of red. "Well firstly, it's extremely dangerous. That is another way of...bonding. You transfer more information about each other. It's never good to know too much about each other. Secondly, if you're not a...you know...you cannot wear the virginal clothes. You must wear the clothing of an adult Translyvanian." Serenity finished. "But you and Frank do not have to worry about that I'm sure." Serenity said, taking the arm of her husband who had just arrived.
"No...I think we do." Raven said as her parents left.
Raven went to her bedroom and took off the robe, exposing her adult clothing; a blue bustier and garter ensemble. She pulled on her stilettos on top of her fishnets and descended the great stairs to the dining hall, earning gasps from everyone that saw her.
"My Nicosia!"
"Oh dear..."
"Can you believe it?"
"Took him long enough!"
"Harlot!"
"Immature kids!"
"She's going to rule over us someday?"
Those were just some of the whispered shouts that Raven could hear. She felt her tears sliding down her cold face, hot and leaving trails behind. She saw Frank from a distant corner of her eye looking surprised. Please...her eyes pleaded with him. He nodded and stripped off his robe, exposing his Translyvanian garb.
The gasps grew louder. The Queen fainted into the arms of her husband, while Raven's mother fainted onto the floor. Frank approached her and linked her arm with his.
"Figures...pride runs deep in the Furter family..."
"How can anyone be proud?"
"This is an insult to our customs!"
"A non virgin bride!"
"Leave them alone!" Raven heard her father and Magenta spreading to the crowd. Raven wiped her tears off and lifted her head up proudly.
"So what? Does it truly make me any different from any of you? No." She said in quiet anger. "It means that I gave myself over to pleasure. Who here does not do that?" Silence in the dining room. "Exactly. Now, go back to your business." She smiled and began to shake hands.
"Nice to meet you."
"I thought that was incredibly sexy..." Frank said, his lips at the base near her ear. "I like a woman who takes charge of her life..." She giggled, but stopped when she saw the King approaching.
"Frank, can you allow me to speak to my...daughter-in-law? It'll only take a moment." Hecticus asked politely. Frank looked wary but handed Raven's hand to his father.
"I think it's best if we talk outside on the balcony." Hecticus suggested gently pulling her with him. Raven nodded.
"Your Majesty, what can I help you with?" She asked, not really feeling like bestowing favors. He pushed her against the wall on the side of the window where no one could see them. He began planting rough,sloppy kisses against her neck.
"Your Majesty!" Raven said in shocked disgust. He wouldn't stop, his hands roaming everywhere. She beat on his chest with her hands. "Let me go!" She bit his hand as it stroked her cheek.
"OW!" The king exclaimed in pain. "How dare you? You little whore!" He screamed, slapping her in the face. Raven fell to the floor in pain and surprise. "I can have you if I want!"
"Someone!" Raven called, trying to call to the party-goers outside. "Help!" Hecticus slapped her against, this time drawing blood with his ring. She screamed louder and kicked at him, hitting him in a very private area.
"Very well...I'd rather have you crawl to me..." Hecticus said, breathing heavily. He grabbed her wrist and held her at arm's length. "When he does something to displease you...you know where to find me...oh and if you tell anyone...I'd hate to see what happens to Frank..." He finished with an evil grin. He offered her his handkerchief and his arm to escort her back inside.
"Frank, she's just lovely." Hecticus lied as he handed her back to his son.
"I know it." Frank said, not seeing Raven's red face. "I know it."
(So...If anyone hasn't noticed...I've been slipping some references from the original movie...Anyway...Hecticus is a really bad man. When I said I was going to explain their relationship, I also should have said that I was going to explain customs and everything else, so that's what I'm doing there.)
