- Don't stay mad at me -

"Lift your left arm... Good! Now put it down and lift your right leg... Perfect! Blink your eyes three times and say 'Err'... Good job, Rocky!" It had been three months since we erased Eddie's memory from Rocky's half brain. Rocky was healing and learning at a very fast rate. He was moving according to my verbal orders, so I guessed using just the right brain worked. The shaved part of his hair had grown back. His blond hair and blue eyes matched perfectly with his muscular body. He was ready to be shown off to others.

Frank N Furter had invited Transylvanian leaders to come to Earth for the Annual Transylvanian Convention next week. Rocky and his "creator" would become the center of attention. The party would begin with buffet and the Time Warp, and then the prince would enter and sing his signature song Sweet Transvestite. We would go into the lab where we would "create" Rocky again. Rocky would do his solo Sword of Damocles. At the end, the prince would sing I Can Make You A Man and lead Rocky into the wedding suite inside the lab. While the prince was sleeping with his new playmate, the guests would return to their home planet.

Magenta and I spent the past three month teaching Rocky how to sing Sword of Damocles. We knew he was ready to sing the song next week. Frank N Furter started stroking Rocky's chest and abdomen's muscle. He smiled evilly. He had not slept with his new toy yet. He said, "His skin is too pale. I want him to be tanner. Muscles will look better in tan skin." I had not thought of that, but he was right. Rocky's skin needed to be darker. He now looked like a hairless oversized lab mouse. "It's easy. He can go regular exercise under the sun for the rest of the week," Magenta said. I never enjoyed the sun. It was true the sun provided warmness most of the time. However, I hated the bright light. It hurt my eyes, even with sunglasses on. Working around the castle and at the church during daytime had brought some colour to my skins.

"Columbia, bring Rocky outside and make him run," the Master ordered Columbia. The groupie and the muscle man left the lab. It was around six in the morning, our usual sleeping time if we didn't have to go to church. Frank N Furter yawned and dismissed us. I held Magenta's hand and we walked into our room. We had not been intimated since the time we were trapped in the freezer. We were too busy teaching Rocky how to walk and sing.

Magenta and I both knew we should enjoy today. Today was rather special. All the required works were done. We took a quick shower together and I lay down on the bed. Magenta took off her bathrobe and started untying off mine. She sat on top of me and started kissing me. I put my hand on her waist. She never looked so hot. It was obvious to me that her body figure had changed slightly during the past three month. I wanted our bodies to merge into one. I whispered to her in a joking tone, "Magenta, you have gained some weight lately, haven't you?" "What? Are you calling me fat?" Magenta bit my chest and stood up. She picked up her underwear and bed robe and walked toward the door. "My darling sister, I was just joking. You look so hot right now! I love you! I need you!" She left our room and I chased after her. She walked into Columbia's room and slammed the door on me. I knocked on the door, but she wouldn't listen to me. I went back into my room and went into a sleep coma.

"WAKE UP, RIFF RAFF! WE NEED YOUR HELP!" Columbia and Frank N Furter shook me awake. I rubbed my eyes and checked the clock on the wall. It's only four in the afternoon. "What happened? It's only four," I yawned and said. "It's Rocky!" said Columbia. They dragged me out of my warm bed. Magenta was standing at the door. I knew she was still angry of what I said earlier. We went into the lab. Rocky was sitting on the table. He was in bad shape. His skin had turned red and skin started to peel off. There were several non-human bloody bite marks on his body too.

The prince narrated, "Rocky has suffered severe sunburn after spending ten hours under the sun without sunscreen on. And you see these bite marks. Rocky was chased by Columbia's wolves. Those animals thought Rocky was raw beef and wanted to eat him." Columbia corrected him, "Hey, Frankie! Those aren't my wolves! They are Magenta's cute little dogs." "You gave those dogs to them, so it is part of your responsibilities to teach them not to hurt Rocky! Also, you should not let Rocky playing too long under the sun!" They started arguing. Magenta and I ignored them and started treating Rocky's wounds. There was nothing we couldn't fix. He could be as good as new by the convention.

We wrapped Rocky up like a mummy and put him back into his tank with anaesthesia. He needed to some rest. I walked closer to Magenta on purpose and whispered to her, "I am sorry. I didn't mean what I said earlier. You are as sexy as always." I stole a kiss from her, but she walked away. She approached the arguing couple. The couple stopped and stared at my beloved sister. "Master, everything is settled. Rocky should be as good as new by the end of the week. I apologize for my dogs. This is entirely my fault, and I deserve any kind of punishments. Please stop arguing with Columbia." I had never heard Magenta asking for punishment. What was wrong with her? Did I do anything wrong? "Magenta, I am glad you are being so honest with me. Loyalty like yours should be rewarded. You do not deserve any harsh punishment..." The prince thought for a moment and said, "You and your brother will clean the castle before the guests arrive next week. I don't want any visible dust in the castle and I want the floor of the ballroom to be shiny." "Yes, master," I joined in and stood next to Magenta. She left the lab and started cleaning the ballroom.

For the next six days, Magenta had been sleeping in Columbia's room and she had not responded to that I said to her. She tried to avoid me for some reasons. I didn't really know why. Was she still angry about what I said? I knew I had to talk to her as tomorrow would be the prince's big night. I had to make sure everything was ready.

She was cutting the vegetable for dinner. I hugged her from behind and started kissing behind her neck. Beyond my control, my fingers started to unbutton her dress. My fingers missed her soft skin. She asked, "Do you know what is in my hand?" I answered the simple question, "A knife." "This is a knife that can be used to kill you. I will not hesitate to chop off the fingers that are unbuttoning my dress now." I released my hand and she turned around, facing me. I took a tiny box from my chest pocket, "Don't stay mad at me. I love you! I think you will like this." She put down her knife and took the box in my hand. She opened it; inside, there was a pair of bloody red diamond earrings. "Let me help you put it on," I took the earrings from her and put it on her beautiful ears. She smiled and said, "I wasn't mad at you. I was avoiding you because there was something I need to tell you, but I didn't know how to begin it." "What is it, Magenta?" I placed my hand on her waist. "Remember the time we spent inside the freezer... I don't know how to word it out. Let me try to show it to you." She lifted her finger tips. I followed her and we lifted my arm up. After we lowered out arm, I put my tongue in her mouth. My lips had almost forgotten the softness of her lips. I released my lips from hers and said, "Oh, Magenta. That is fantastic news. I am going to be a father!"

(To Be Continued...)