Chapter Ten: Delivery!
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"Down you bloody mongrels!" Riff Raff's shout echoed into Magenta's room.
"What's Riffy doin'?" Columbia asked before blowing on Magenta's newly-painted nails.
"Trying to train the dogs he bought last veek," Magenta rolled her eyes. "I told him ve did not need the dogs vith everything else he has installed, but ever since that earthling came he's been obsessed with making sure that ve are protected."
"Jeezum," Columbia sat back on the bed. "Didn't he just put in some sonic-y thing?"
"The Transducer? Yes."
"He shouldn't--"
Columbia was cut off by someone throwing open the bedroom door. Frank stood there looking very unhappy.
"Frankie!" Columbia squealed and leaped off the bed.
He ignored the excited groupie, "Mummy just transmitted, Magenta. She told me something very interesting."
Magenta climbed off of the bed, "And vhat vas that, Master?"
"That there is a war going on between Transylvania and Prudentia. Were you aware of this?"
"Yes, Master."
"I see," he widened his eyes. "And when were you planning on informing your prince about this?"
"I'm sorry, Master," Magenta bowed.
"I'm sure you are."
"You're planet's at war?" Columbia squeaked.
"Yes, Columbia. It seems that we will be remaining on your planet for much longer than we would have liked," Frank said through clenched teeth.
"Well that's okay, Frankie!"
"How can you say such a thing? This is horrible!" Frank stamped his heel.
"It means you get to spend more time with me," she ran up and hugged him.
Magenta watched Frank roll his eyes. She hated the way he treated the little pink-haired earthling. Though she could be rather annoying at times, she did not deserve to have her heart played around with by Frank.
A blaring car horn from outside made the room's three occupants jump in surprise. Once she had recovered from the shock of the horn, Columbia loudly squealed and danced her way out of the room. Magenta and Frank followed after her in confusion and annoyance.
Riff Raff was standing by front door when they reached the bottom of the stairs.
"There is a male earthling outside," Riff Raff turned his gaze to Columbia. "He wishes to see you."
Columbia wasted no time in rushing out the front door screaming, "Eddie!"
She ran down the front steps toward the waiting greaser who was leaning up against his rusty pick-up truck. He caught her by the hips when she reached him and pulled her into a rough kiss. She giggled as he pulled away.
"I almost didn't recognize you with all the make-up," he said.
Her response was halted by a shocked expression that crawled across Eddie's face. His mouth hung open and his eyes widened until Columbia thought they would pop out of his head. She turned around to see what had frightened him so much only to find Frankie, Magenta, and Riff standing at the top of the stairs. She looked back at Eddie, confused.
"W-who the hell is that?" He whispered, lifting a shaky finger to point at Frank.
A low chuckle echoed from the stairs to the groupie and the greaser.
"Oh, Columbia?" Frank slowly made his way down the stairs and sauntered down the driveway. "Aren't you going to introduce us to your, erm, charming friend?"
"Oh yeah! Eddie this is Frankie!" Columbia smiled brightly, "And back there is Riff and Magenta!"
Frank extended his hand, Eddie ignored it and watched Frank's eyes fearfully. This did not please Frank in the least; he was used to being stared at, but Eddie was just being rude. He pulled back his hand and crossed his arms.
"Well what is he doing here?" Frank glared back at Eddie.
Columbia saw that Frank was unhappy with Eddie and began to worry that if she associated herself with Eddie then Frank would hate her.
"Um...I hired him...as our new delivery boy! Yeah! I mean, it takes Riff such a long time to get into Denton 'cause he doesn't have a car, so--"
"I see," Frank eyed Eddie cautiously. "Where is our delivery then?"
"Uh..." Eddie blinked hard.
Columbia skipped over to the truck bed and jumped into it. She searched around frantically for a few moments before finding what she was looking for. She held the brown paper bag tightly in her fist and ran back over to Frank.
"Here it is! I ordered it especially for you, Frankie," she said sweetly.
Frank snatched up the paper bag. He carefully opened it and peered inside. There was a long silence before Frank finally reached in and pulled out a needle and a small plastic bag filled with white powder.
"But that's--" Eddie cried but was stopped by Columbia's hand slapping over his mouth.
"What is this?" Frank held up the objects, confused.
"You mean you've never...?" Columbia stared at him with wide eyes.
"Never what?"
"Don't worry, I'll show you," she skipped to his side and wrapped her hands around one of his arms. "Let's go back inside. Bye, Eddie!" Columbia would take any opportunity she could to be with Frank and this seemed like one of those opportunities.
"Well, hold on a moment, Columbia," Frank slipped his arm out of the groupie's grasp and focused his attentions on Eddie once more. He was determined to make Eddie want him; it was the sort of challenge that thrilled Frank. "It would be quite rude of us to not invite Eddie inside, wouldn't it?"
His smile made Eddie shiver.
"Riff Raff," Frank ordered. "Why don't you show Eddie around the castle? The ballroom, the dining room...the bedrooms. I have a few things I must do, but I will most certainly...meet up with Eddie later."
"No! Uh...no thanks," Eddie's face was twisted in fear. "I gotta get back to work."
"Nonsense. I simply will not take 'no' for an answer," Frank smirked seductively.
The heat of Frank's eyes was too much for Eddie's and he let himself be led inside the castle by the handyman. Frank sighed happily and strutted after them.
"Frankie?" Columbia ran after him.
"Not now, Columbia," Frank muttered as he walked through the giant oak doors.
"Oh for goddess' sake!" Magenta rolled her eyes. "It vas not supposed to be like this. Ve should be on our vay home by now, not tending to Frank's playmates."
Columbia's face turned bright red, "So why don't ya just go home?! Then I wouldn't have to—to--" She burst into tears and ran inside.
Magenta had become fond of the little Earthling, but sometimes she could be just as annoyingly over-dramatic as Frank. With a loud sigh, Magenta made her way into the castle and let them slam shut behind her.