Disclaimer: I don't own Rocky Horror, its Twentieth Century Fox's property and the work of our beloved Richard O'Brien!
Author's Note: This was a fun chapter! Lots of character interaction which I love! Thanks to Toxic Nightmare99 and invaderzimlovr15 for reviewing and following this story respectively. Please guys, read, review and enjoy.
Riff Raff and Magenta stood at the bottom of the stairs, having just let of go of a tender moment due to the interruption, as Frank and Columbia stood at the door. Frank had a look of deep thought on his face and Columbia looked shy, both of these gave Riff Raff the feeling that Frank was going to say something that Riff wouldn't be very pleased with. They'd known Columbia over a month now and the girl, once she got comfortable, was anything but shy, in fact she never shut up. As for Frank, well, Riff knew Frank like the back of his hand.
"Riff Raff, Magenta," Frank spoke with the authoritarian voice of the master role he had adopted, but looked at the floor instead of the siblings who were watching him carefully. "As of today Columbia will be moving into the castle. There it was. Magenta's face didn't change, probably out of respect to the girl whom she actually got along with, but she knew it was a bad idea for an earthling who wasn't allowed to know who or what they were to be living with them. Riff's face, which already held a frown before, had now dropped. His mouth inadvertently twitched as he clenched his hands into fists and released them before he spoke.
"What?" He snapped. A moment of silence passed before he added. "Master?" Frank looked up at Riff Raff, with an eyebrow raised, straitening his posture.
"You heard me, servant." His matching Riff's own and going further.
"Forgive me master, I understood what you said." Riff said, bowing sarcastically ever so slightly. "What I can't comprehend is how this is at all a good idea. What with all the secrecy you require with your… experiment." Both Riff Raff and Magenta tilted their heads and raised their eyebrows. Frank looked from one to the other, looking like he'd just been insulted. Columbia, stayed quiet, trying to keep the concern of causing trouble show on her face.
"While I appreciate you concern, Riff Raff, this goes beyond any say you may think you have." Riff Raff's eye narrowed but he lowered his head. Not much he could do while playing the servant. "Your job is to do what I tell you to do and that's that." Frank folded his arms across his chest, the girls exchanged a look. "Now you're going to be a good boy and go get Columbia's belonging out of the truck." Riff Raff made an audible huff as he walked towards the door.
"So this is how it's going to be, huh?" He muttered as he disappeared outside. Frank let out a sigh and shook his head before talking in a much friendlier matter to Magenta.
"Now Magenta my dear, show Columbia to your quarters, she shall be sharing it with you." Magenta looked at Frank, eyebrows raised in confusion, biting the inside of her lip. Frank cocked his head. "You heard me." He said. Magenta look to the side and took a breath in.
"Yes, Master." She said, the gestured for Columbia to follow her up the staircase. Once they were pasting the stairs and walking through the hallway Columbia caught up to Magenta's side.
"Wow," She whispered leaning close to Magenta to not be heard. "They really hate each other!" Magenta red lips pulled into a small smile as she rolled her eyes.
"They don't hate each other." She said at a normal volume in her thick accent.
"Really?" Columbia asked. "Because it certainly seems like it." Suddenly a look of worried crossed the earthlings face as she leaned in closer to Magenta. "Unless it's me. Does Riff Raff hate me?" Magenta couldn't help but tilt her head back and laugh.
"He doesn't hate you." She grinned at Columbia. "He finds you annoying," She raised her eyebrows. "But he's got no hard feelings against you." Columbia frowned in confusion.
"Thanks, I guess?" She squeaked, making Magenta chuckle again.
"And they don't hate each other, they like to pretend to hate each other, but they really don't." Columbia shrugged in return, her shoulders reaching her earlobe.
"If you say so."
Magenta was dusting and wiping all the surfaces in the ballroom when her brother enter with a red box. She raised an eyebrow at the box but shared a sweet smile with the blonde.
"Dear brother, what is that?" Gesturing to the box with a nod of the head. He reached a wall where a painting had fallen off due to a broken hook, and dropped the box with a clang.
"I believe it's a tool box." He said, looking down at it briefly. "It was in the back of the truck so I presume it's for mechanical repairs but surely it has tools that a useful within the household too." Magenta's smile grew larger in amusement.
"I think I should be asking why you have a tool box." She asked. Her brother had bent down and was now digging through the box, perplex as it seemed to open up in layers. Eventually he pulled out a screwdriver and stood back up.
"As it seems I am perpetually stuck in the role of handyman until Frank tires of the earthling girl, I figured I'd take your lead and actually try and fix things around here." He gestured to the house, looking around the room at its various flaws. Magenta raised an eyebrow at her brother, smiling at him cheekily.
"Can it be true, my brother, conforming like a good servant boy?" Riff Raff pointed a finger at the redhead, walking towards her, but there was a look of playfulness on his face.
"Don't you dare say such words to me." He said. Once he reached her he opened the hand he was pointing at her with and placed it softly on her cheek. "Or else I'll have to do something about it." Magenta let a low laugh as she grabbed hold of her brother's hand, taking it off her cheek and placing it in-between both of her hands.
"Is that so?" She asked him. His blue eyes sparkled as he nodded ever so slightly. She stepped closer into his space as she intertwined her fingers with his. "And what exactly would you do to me?" He freed his hand from her soft hand, placing his on her shoulders and pulled her into his chest.
"Well," He growled, taking a moment to smell her hair, "I'd love to demonstrate but unfortunately you now possess a roommate."
"Is that so?" She purred, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck. "Well, there are other rooms." He let out a gentle laugh.
"Indeed there are." He whispered back, blue eyes locked on green. They leaned into one another, sharing a passionate but gentle kiss.
There was a creak from the door, followed by a women's gasp. The siblings broke apart and looked up only to see a flash of pink disappear behind the door.
Riff Raff cursed.
Magenta sighed.
Frank sat at the elaborate and ornate desk in the library room, elbows on the desk, hands placed together and resting against his lips as he looked between the shocked Columbia and Riff Raff and Magenta who looked like they'd been caught committing a horrendous crime, grasping to each other's hand. He inhaled deeply as he folded his hands together, beginning to speak but stopping. After another moment of silence he unclasped his hands and rearranged the pens on his table as he began to speak.
"Columbia, this is not new information to me." He said, finish with the pens he folded his arms on the desk, leaning forward, looking up at the earthling girl he was addressing. "You have to understand that I have known Riff Raff and Magenta for a very long time and a long time ago I did promise Riff Raff that any house of mine was a safe place for him and his sister to… express themselves." He looked over to the siblings who still looked like they were caught, but seemed to have relaxed in their body language. "By moving into this home, my dear, you have inadvertently become part of our strange little family." There was almost a pull of a smile as he tried to remain diplomatic. "And in this family, as it is for the most part in our homeland, we don't judge each other on our relationship choices or sexual activities. I'm sure they're more than willing to keep this out of your bedroom." He looked at the servants for confirmation.
"We'd already discussed how that was out of the question, Master." Riff Raff answered, master coming off his tongue easily as to not raise any tensions. Magenta nodded once in agreement.
"Now," Frank continued, looking at Columbia. "If we all apologize for scaring one another, I'm sure we can carry on as if nothing happened and nothings out of the ordinary." Magenta turned to Columbia and smiled.
"We didn't mean to startle you." She said. Riff Raff muttered an apology quietly. Columbia sheepishly but genuinely back.
"I'm sorry too." She said. "I just got a little shocked, that's all."
"We've had much worse reactions." Magenta said.
"Our mother, for instance." Riff Raff muttered, looking towards Frank who, along with Magenta, smiled in response.
"Oooh!" Columbia grinned. "I bet that's a story!" Magenta rolled her eyes.
"I'll tell you about it later.
"Good," Frank said, straitening up in his chair. "Now that that's dealt with, Magenta, Columbia, you may leave. Riff, stay here and help me translate these documents from whatever language it's in to one we can read."
Magenta and Columbia left the room, Riff Raff only letting go of Magenta's hand when they could no longer reach each other. Magenta and Columbia went up to their room to talk about many things, while Riff Raff and Frank went to work.
Author's Note: As I have stated many times before, Riff Raff and Frank, as well as the others, didn't start off with a toxic relationship, it just ended that way. The fun of this fic is exploring the ups and downs of the character relationships and I think MOST of this chapter is ups. Please review and tell me what you think. Who are you enjoying the most? Which relationships are the best? Let me know ^_^.