Disclaimer: I don't own The Rocky Horror Picture Show

A/N: Hopefully my portrayal of various characters makes sense. I'm starting to portray Frank as a bit of a sociopath (I wasn't really sure how to write him before). That means he'll be in more chapters... though he'll also be shown unsympathetically. That's partially thanks to a conversation I had, with a fellow Rocky Horror fan, at the comic book store.


The next day, things went back to 'normal'. Nobody mentioned of Eddie (who'd left) or what happened between Columbia and Magenta. The latter was still something of a secret. Though they still used their new nicknames for each other when alone. And they were much closer... cuddlier when not able to be around their respective 'lovers'.

They also spent more of their time together.

As time went on, Magenta became more attached to the Earthling. She no longer spent so much time cleaning the castle's many. This was due to the fact that she often cleaned places out of sheer boredom. That was practically her greatest talent, cleaning. Columbia tap-danced and Magenta cleaned.

Of course, if she ever felt like it, she could probably find a much more interesting hobby. At least, Columbia thought so.

"You should take up dancing or something," the pink-haired girl said, as they sat in their room painting each other's nails.

"You know I can't stand the click-clack of the shoes, Kitty. And I doubt zat ze Master vould approve," Mags replied darkly.

Columbia rolled her eyes. "I may look like a fool, but I've learned a few things by now. One of them is that 'ze Master' only really cares about things that directly involve him. So, as long as it doesn't bother him it's safe enough."

Magenta still didn't look too enthusiastic in it all. "I don't like ze idea of dancing. Don't you think there's something else I could learn or do?"

"Singing?"

"No."

"Hmm… writing?"

"Vriting?"

That sounded a bit more exciting. She could picture herself doing that. Writing a story about her life or about a fictional life. How exciting!

"Yeah, writing. You could write a book!"

"About vhat? A fictionalized version of my life?"

Columbia nodded cheerfully. "Yes. I could help, if you'd like… though I might be too busy sometimes."

They were both quite excited about the project. They began to brainstorm different ideas. Then they heard a terrible shouting…

"I'M BORED!"

"Oh dear," Mags muttered.

"We'll have to work on our book later, won't we?" Columbia said too cheerfully.

She liked Frank quite a bit. That really wasn't good. Of course, she didn't see the problem with any of it. Frankie at least seemed nicer than most of the guys she used to know.

After wandering through the castle's many confusing hallways for only a few minutes, she found him. Though he'd shouted with disturbing rage only moments before he now looked like his normal, cheerful self.

"I was just telling Riff Raff here about how I wanted to watch this film. It's called Hercules, and it stars a bodybuilder named Steve Reeves."

"Oh."

"You can go away now, darling," he said.

"Oh."

"Why are you still standing there?" he asked, raising any eyebrow.

"Frankie… I thought you liked me."

"You entertain me sometimes, yes, but right now I want you to go away now. I want to watch this movie and Riff was setting it up for me."

By then Columbia was crying. Frank was rejecting her. All those lies Magenta told about him were true. He wasn't a good guy after all.

"Why is she crying? It's messing up her makeup, and I don't like how that looks. Why does she do that?" Frank said to Riff, suddenly looked genuinely confused.

And he actually was genuinely confused about why she'd be crying. That was the trouble.

"Because, Master, you've upset her."

"Oh. Can you take her back to her room and out of my way, then?"

Before that could happen, Columbia ran back to her room. When she got there she collapsed onto her bed, still crying.

"What's wrong?" Magenta asked.

"He just… sent me away. Like he didn't care anymore."

"Of course he did. You are a toy to him. Something to trick, to play with… until he finds something else to entertain him. We all are, actually. That's why my brother and I hate him. If something won't be useful . Not to mention he doesn't have a great sense of long

"He used to compliment me all the time.

"That was how he got you to rely on him. If he says nice things to you, you do what he says. A lover who protests or fears isn't as fun according to his twisted worldview. So he made you like him with tricks and lies," Magenta explained.

"How do you know…?"

"I've know him for a terribly long time. It didn't take that long to figure him out."

"When did you first meet him, Doc?" Columbia asked.

"Years ago. His mother – a monstrous fiend of a woman – made my brother and I the Master's 'private' servants. Even though our planet is generally accepting of any kind of couple, she's a bit more prejudiced than most people. Pretty much anyone who won't be able to produce children she doesn't like. And, admittedly, Riff and I were pretty obvious about our relationships as teenagers. Constantly kissing in public and everything. Of course, that isn't too unusual…"

Magenta trailed off, too lost in old memories to remember she'd been talking to Columbia.

So, Columbia walked into the bathroom and washed her smeared makeup off. Then she reapplied it. Many guys she'd know had broken up with her quite rudely. None of them were that nice to her in the first place. She knew it wouldn't be easy to see Frank as the monster he was.

Hopefully she'd learn soon.


A/N: I've got a totally random question for anyone who wants to/can answer it. It was a result of a conversation with some guys at the comic book store I often go to, to watch people play Magic the Gathering or play it myself. I'm basically the only girl there most of the time. And the guys (at least those I know) are all straight.

None of us could figure out why people find the character Frank N. Furter is considered so attractive. He's just kind of creepy and weird. One person I know even thinks Frank is supposed to be scary, not sexy. Does anyone actually find him physically attractive, or is it just the whole 'one hell of a lover' thing that makes him appealing?


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