Chapter 7
Girl Talk
As Magenta opened the door leading into her bedroom, Saira was greeted by a very bubbly Columbia. " Why hey there Saira, are you joining our girly slumber party too?", Columbia was wearing an old tattered pair of blue flannel pyjamas, whilst sporting a rather odd set of black mouse ears on top over her head. As Magenta led Saira inside the bedroom she made sure that she locked and closed the door behind her. As Saira entered the room, she was surprised at how much clutter and nick nacks filled such a small space. It made her feel somewhat claustrophobic.
"Come and zzit down Saira" Magenta smiled, and guided Saira to the only litter free space left on the bedroom floor. Columbia was holding a deep red champagne bottle tightly to her chest, whilst giggling to herself and swaying to the rather sensual sounding music, playing on a nearby record player.
"Magenta told me about your little secret, you know Saira" Columbia hiccupped drunkenly.
"Columbia pleaze! I think you've had enough" Magenta sternly replied but with a hint of playfulness also. Magenta provocatively crawled towards Columbia, and gestured for her to give up the bottle she was currently cradling.
"No" Columbia pouted.
"Come on now Columbia, you havz to learn to zhare" Magenta giggled with a flirty smile and batted her seemingly seductive eyes at her.
Columbia pouted again, but reluctantly gave up the bottle, carelessly flinging it to Magenta.
Saira sat there in silence with a bewildered expression plastered on her face, she had never witnessed such a close bond that was evidently clear between the way Magenta and Columbia were presently behaving towards one another.
"I know how you're not realllly a human, and how your more like, like…. Magenta…." Columbia slurred.
She then leaned in closer to Saira, whilst equally giving her shifty eyes.
"You're an Alien hybrid…. Half Alien, half vampire aren't you?" she eagerly anticipated in a whisper.
Magenta found a large crystal wine glass, and proceeded to pour the liquid that was in the mysterious deep red champagne bottle into it.
"Errrr…" Saira was trying to come up with a smart answer to Columbia's questioning, which didn't involve her actually admitting who she really was. She turned to look at Magenta, for any sign of reassurance or distraction from the awkward situation that was quickly arising.
"Here Saira, drink thiz…" Magenta smiled whilst carefully handing a wine glass to Saira, making sure; as to not spill a single drop of the surreptitious contents within the wine glass onto the floor.
"What is it?" Saira replied with a weak smile.
"It's TRANSYLVANIAN WINE" Columbia shouted in glee, whilst throwing her hands up in the air, and leaning back into a large dusty cushion behind her.
Magenta sharply reciprocated by throwing dagger eyes at Columbia as a warning to keep it down, just in case Frank or Riff Raff were lurking through the halls outside.
"Yez, as Columbia haz just rudely shouted…. that iz Transylvanian wine. It'z zee strongest wine we have back home. Made from cashew applez, sorghum and moon dew. Az you can zee through thee way Columbia iz behaving tonight, it haz a verree powerful eefect on you".
Columbia sat lazily in the large cushion, and agreed with Magenta's speech with a drunken smile and wink towards Saira.
"Look,… Magenta I didn't come here to get drunk, I thought we could just have a chat…. you know,…..about me and Frank?" Saira raised her eyebrows and hinted at Magenta.
"FRANK…..FRANK….WHY YOU AND FRANKIE" Columbia screeched again.
"COLUMBIA, will you keep your voize down" Magenta angrily hushed.
"Saira, I know you've had a roughz day….thiz will help you relax…Bezides, Columbia iz a human. It'z effectz are much ztronger on humanz, than on…. uz" Magenta flirty smiled slightly drunk, and sipping from her glass in her hand.
"So you ARE an alien" Columbia exacerbated, pointing a finger at Saira.
Suddenly, an awkward silence filled the room, the only noise that miserably tried to elevate the tension, was the music coming from the record player on a nearby nightstand.
…"ALRIGHT, Alright. Yes I'm not human… and yes I'm a hybrid of sorts" Saira had finally given in and snapped.
Columbia and Magenta looked each other in shock, whilst holding their wine glasses in mid air.
"I mean look at me, I'm covered in blood stains…..for god sakes…." Saira began to well up towards the end of her sentence.
"Is it so hard to find just one tiny piece of normality around here," Saira continued sobbing, she then advanced to start drinking from her wine glass. When she had finished her glass she asked Magenta for the bottle.
"I don't think you would want to drink too much of zhis " Magenta replied with a shocked expression
"I don't care anymore." Saira sobbed with tears running down her face, Magenta hesitantly gave Saira the bottle, and continued to watch her drink it in a record time.
"What am I going to do Magenta, I'm in such a mess and with Frank trying to advance on me…" she continued with a sniff.
"What?...what did Frankie do?" Columbia interrupted concernedly.
"He tried to have sex with me Columbia" Saira wailed again, and downing another glass of Transylvanian wine.
"Nooo…how could he, he's only just met you. Plus you're an alien too, if anything should of happened….I'm going to find him, and give him a piece of my mind. " Columbia wobbled as she tried to stand up.
"Columbia wait!, you can't tell Frank…"Saira grabbed Columbia's arm and forced in back down on the floor. "He doesn't know…he doesn't know that I'm …..a foreign species" Saira rolled her eyes at the terminology she had just used to describe her being.
"Please Columbia, a beg you stay!" Saira stared desperately into Columbia's eyes.
"Fine…. but he needs to know sooner or later… You can't hide a secret this big from him for long. He's a scientist you know, and is very good at working out whether people are keeping something from him" Columbia drunkenly remarked, flopping back down on the large cushion behind her.
Magenta finally spoke up sheepishly, "You know…Frank doez like you Saira. "
"I know that Magenta!, where have you been these last couple of minutes. I think this wine is making you forgetful" Saira sarcastically replied, and finishing another glass.
"No Saira….he really likez you, when he firzt saw you, all lifelezz and covered in zcarz. Riff Raff told me he thought you were zo zo beautiful"
"WHAT!" Columbia interrupted.
"Your joking Magenta, it's the wine, it's gone straight to you…please say you are joking" Saira also interrupted.
Magenta took another sip out of her glass, Saira could see that it was hard for her to say what she was telling her about Frank, especially in front of Columbia, and more equally because it was out of her comfort zone. To talk so warmheartedly about Frank, however Magenta thought it might make the riff between them better, and since Saira would need the help of Frank to find and get her back home. She needed to tell Saira that he isn't the cold hearted Transylvanian prince she had recently been introduced to.
"But he should of never advanced on me, and so quickly like he did" Saira defended herself.
"That's right!" Columbia equally interjected as soberly as she could, at the same time as trying to hide her real emotions of feeling betrayed. Both by Magenta, but more especially by Frank, for not ever telling her that he thought she was beautiful.
"Itz thee truwth Saira, Frank iz justed having a hard controlling hiz feelingz currently. He zpendz a lot of time in hiz lab, and when you showed up…Boom! All hiz feelingz hit him at oncez…..He could'nt control them and zo he did what he did" Magenta was slurring and swaying from side to side with the music. Her eyes she could hardly keep open, " We TRANSYLVANIANS have a veerryyy high zex drive, it iz thee normal for uz to uze each other for our zelfizh dezires. And now…." Magenta staggered as she tried to stand up and walk towards the bedroom door. Columbia helped her regain her balance when she stumbled over the vast sea of empty bottles that covered the floor. Magenta giggled with a cheeky smile before laving out the door," And Now…..I'm going to find myz brother " Magenta then winked at Columbia and continued to stagger out the room.
"Well Mags has certainly gone – " Columbia tried to ease the tension.
"Look I'm sorry Columbia, I truly am sorry. I seemed to of caused so much trouble around here for you all I – Saira was then cut off by Columbia who pressed her finger on Saria's lips.
"It's fine…. don't worry about it, look lets get you all cleaned up…HEY! Lets have a girly makeover session…Oooo that would be fun" Columbia's eyes sparked with glee over the thought of doing Saria's makeup. She had completely forgotten over the space of a couple of seconds, the uncomfortable situation that had merely just happened moments ago.
'God this Transylvanian wine must be strong on humans' Saira thought to herself.
"Looook what I've found in this chest box". Columbia had been rummaging in a chest behind her, she turned around to face Saira.
"MORE TRANSYLVANIAN WINE!" she squealed excitedly.
