They walked together as Frank bragged about the various parts of his castle that caught his eye. He didn't have much of an attention span, and what attention span he did have seemed to be controlled on bugging her, figures. Although this night was turning out to be quite entertaining she couldn't wait until it was over. Then she could go to Lilly's, stuff her face with ice cream and curl up on the couch watching bad horror movies. Her body ached for the relaxation the next day promised.
"Here we are!" Frank said with a wave of his hand.
She looked up; they were in a magnificent theatre, the stage glimmering in the darkness.
"Wow!" She exclaimed as she hurried toward the stage. "This is fantastic!"
"Why thank you, my dear."
She climbed the stairs to the stage and posed dramatically in front of the dim lights. She looked out in the crowd of empty chairs for Frank but he was nowhere to be seen. She called his name nervously and then arms encircled her from behind she flinched but didn't jerk away, for some reason she couldn't bring herself to.
"You are just so perfect, so fiery, so …"
"Whoa ok then, I have known you for like a couple hours!"
"Shhhh" he murmured and he snapped his fingers.
The lights came up and music started. He turned her around and brought her close, and then she dissolved into laughter. He frowned then pushed her away.
"What are you doing?" she said choking over her hysterical giggles.
He stood there, his arms crossed obviously pouting. Oh lord she had broken the Transvestite. How had she managed that?
"Wha-what's wrong?" she gasped.
He turned to face her and moved toward her with a hand raised. She screamed, and everything went quiet.
