Columbia wandered alone in the hall after leaving the bathroom. She then ran into her best friend's brother. "Oh, Riff Raff, you scared me!" she squeaked, but not loud enough to alarm the others.
Riff looked at Columbia. "Sorry..." he drawled in his monotone.
Columbia sounded a little bit healthier than she did before. "Yeah, well, excuse you! I'm having a hard enough time carrying a bab..." she stopped herself from using the B word around him. He hadn't known. "Uhh... Go to bed!" she quickly turned away from him.
Riff raised an eyebrow, but shrugged. "I won't tell the Master, don't worry..." he said. He then patted her shoulder before walking off.
Columbia smiled at him. "Thanks Riffy... if ya weren't Maggie's brother, I'd kiss ya."
Riff raised an eyebrow, but merely called out over his shoulder as he walked out. "Good night, Columbia..." he said.
Columbia looked back at him with a smile, then kept walking along. Riff headed to his room, knowing that there probably wouldn't be a chance to spend time with Magenta this late-of night.
Magenta came out of her shared bedroom and yawned a bit. She ran into Sarah-Anne without noticing and backed up a little bit. "Oh, excuse me."
Sarah-Anne luckily caught herself before she fell. She rubbed her nose and giggled. "It's okay..." she told the red-headed domestic.
Magenta smiled at her a little gently. "Are the girls asleep?" she seemed shocked that they were in bed already and fast asleep.
Sarah-Anne smiled. "Yes, they're fast asleep," she said. "I told them a story and they fell asleep just as I finished." she then informed the woman.
"Vow..." Magenta sounded astounded. "Sometimes either my stories are too scary or they just vanna stay up... Kids, if they don't vant naps, I just say give them to the grown-ups."
"Well, I've always wanted kids myself," the younger girl said, then running a hand through her hair. "Would you like a cup of something warm before turning in?" she asked Magenta then.
"I vouldn't mind a quvick cup of varm tea before I go back," Magenta shrugged with a smile. "I'll make it."
Sarah-Anne smiled. "Okay," she said, linking her arm with the woman's.
Magenta glanced at the arm linking. "Vhat are you doing?"
Sarah-Anne looked at her. "Linking arms, it's a thing that friends do." she informed her.
"Oh." Magenta shrugged with a smile and linked arms together.
Sarah-Anne led to the kitchen, still by the side of Magenta linked arms still. Magenta went to the kitchen and took out some honey. Her voice and throat were a little sore lately, so she got some tea for her warm honey to soothe herself. Sarah-Anne popped the kettle on though to start it off for Magenta.
Magenta smiled, taking it and making her glass of tea. "So, you're not from Denton, are you?" she asked, taking a sip.
Sarah-Anne poured herself a cup too. "No, I'm from Italy," she told the woman.
"Yes, it's strange to not be from around here," Magenta related, even if she wasn't from Italy, she could understand how Sarah-Anne could feel lost and unsure about her placement in the world.
Sarah-Anne nodded. "Yeah... Oh, and did Columbia like her ginger ale and crackers?" she asked her.
"Yes, she really did, she should be all alright in the morning. She vas turning paler than me and that can't be healthy!"
"That's good, glad it helped her a bit..." Sarah-Anne said softly, drinking her tea.
"Yeah, her stomach growled a little, but I think she'll be fine by morning." Magenta smiled back.
Sarah-Anne smiled at the woman. "Do you want some help with breakfast tomorrow?" she asked her.
Magenta beamed. "I vould like that."
Sarah-Anne nodded and smiled. "Okay, just get me up when you get up then." she said.
"No problem," Magenta smiled. "Vould you like anything else vith your tea before I go? I'd love to get you some?" she asked because she had something secret in mind, but was so clever at disguising herself that Sarah-Anne hopefully wouldn't seem to even notice.
Sarah-Anne looked at her cup, and then Magenta. "Sure..." she said with a smile, not guessing that Magenta was planning something.
Magenta took the cup gently and filled it with more tea and something secret to make Sarah-Anne force herself into Frank's bedroom. That way she could have alone time with Riff instead of sleeping far away from him in the castle. Once Magenta finished the cup, she turned happily and handed the cup. "Here you go!"
Sarah-Anne took the cup happily. "Thank you," she said and then blew on it to cool down a second before taking a big sip of it. She didn't taste the difference really.
"Tastes good, huh?" Magenta asked with a wicked smile which terrified her enemies.
"Mm-hmm..." Sarah-Anne hummed, taking a bigger drink of her tea this time. She smiled as she drank.
Magenta smiled. "Do you vant to go upstairs to see Frank now?' she asked with a malicious grin, almost as if she could kill the girl, but she wasn't going to.
Sarah-Anne put down her finished cup and stood up, nodding. "Okay." she said, cheerfully. She smiled at Magenta.
Magenta smiled back and ushered her to the elevator to go see Frank. Sarah-Anne followed without question. It was slightly hazy but she didn't care. A goofy smile was on her face. Magenta laughed a little to herself, then quickly collected herself and got to bed. But before that she would visit her favorite and only older brother. Frank was sleeping soundly with his erotic nightmares and sensual daydreams. He knew this was going to be the best convention ever with Rocky Horror there with him. there he went again, thinking of only himself despite the cries and pleas of his servants wanting to back home to Transylvania.
The sweet transvestite kept sleeping soundly. He however, felt a disturbance and sat up in his bed, moving his eye mask over his forehead. "Who's there?"
Sarah-Anne smiled, both serenely and goofily. "I wanted to see you, Dr. Frank-" she said, happily, using part of what she normally called him and part what Magenta had implanted in her mind.
Frank sat up in his bed. "Sarah-Anne?" he sounded curious and slightly scared someone came after him rather than him being the predator.
"Uh-huh, it's me, Dr Frank." Sarah-Anne said sweetly and came more into view.
Frank felt funny deep inside his stomach and crossed his legs with a smirk. "Naughty... Coming into my room in the middle of the night like that..." he tutted, playfully.
Sarah-Anne blushed but gave a cheeky smile. She didn't fight against his hold, as she ended up in his lap.
"Well, hello there..." Frank growled passionately.
"Hello..." Sarah-Anne repeated, her voice rather sweet, sounding a little naive, but also innocent.
"Are you a bad girl?" Frank asked teasingly.
Sarah-Anne tilted her head, as if she were thinking about it. To her hazy mind it seemed Frank wanted her to agree so with that thought nodded, biting her lower lip as she looked up at him. Frank smiled, wrapping his arm around her and looking into her eyes with his hearts melting. He was practically in love with her. Sarah-Anne blushed slightly, this one crossing her nose a little. She smiled back a little though. Frank sweetly kissed her and found himself deeply attracted and enjoying himself. Sarah-Anne melted into the kiss, thanks to whatever Magenta had put in her tea, though her innocence still shone through. Frank moaned and quickly devoured her.
Once again Sarah-Anne did not protest. Frank was thrilled to have her to himself as of right now and never let her go until he got really exhausted and had a flaw he had never had in his life. He fell asleep while the activity. Sarah-Anne wondered what the heck had happened, though she giggled a little at how Frank had fallen asleep. Frank smiled in his sleep, feeling a great dream coming on. Sarah-Anne shrugged slightly to herself and wiggled until she was in a more comfy position to sleep. Frank kept holding her in his sleep. He must have worked up a sexual appetite over Rocky and just tuckered himself out. Sarah-Anne closed her eyes and rested her head comfortably on Frank's shoulder. Frank cooed and nuzzled with her in his sleep.
Columbia went back to her shared bedroom, not really noticing or minding that Magenta was missing.
Riff was sorting out his bed.
"Hey, slick..." an exotic accent crawled into Riff's ears wearing her favorite see through nightgown.
Riff slowly turned around, his smirk/smile twitching in the corners of his mouth. "I wonder who that could be..." he drawled.
Magenta came in, striking a seductive pose and exposing a lot of skin toward her brother.
Riff's eyes glowed in appreciation. "Well... It seems like the vision from my dreams has appeared in my room..." he said in the most seductive way he could.
"Is that right?" Magenta whispered right into his ear, giving him a cold chill down his spine.
Riff grabbed Magenta gently but firmly and pulled her to him. "Yes, it is..." he almost growled, but in a good way.
"Toucha me, Riffy... I vanna be dirty..." Magenta cackled, and happy to be with him instead of them stuck with chores. At least they got to clean up together when possible.
Riff ran his hand up and down her side tantalizingly.
LP couldn't sleep, she kept tossing and turning in her bed, whining a little. It was a great bedtime story, but something was nagging at her to stay awake.
Miracle mumbled in her own sleep.
LP couldn't take it anymore, so despite what she was told to, she got up and left the room for something.
Miracle groaned slightly. She shifted and opened an eye.
LP wandered the castle in the dark, looking for something to help her sleep. She wandered about, found herself going past Miracle's father's room.
"Sometimes I vant to kill Frank for all he's made us do, I doubt he'll let us go home after this mess." Magenta said, kind of like an exposition.
Riff nodded, agreeing.
LP overheard that and cupped her mouth in shock and worry.
"if his mission is a failure, you should use that laser you secretly packed." Magenta hinted, laughing.
Riff couldn't help but chuckle.
"This is terrible," LP whispered to herself, sliding against the wall. "I gotta tell someone!" she quickly rushed back to her bedroom to warn Miracle.
Magenta laughed at the thought of the man she hated being tortured and killed while they return back home. Hopefully after the convention they would have a chance to do so. Riff inwardly worried, he had practically killed Eddie because of Frank's orders and he was worried about telling Magenta in case she fell out with him. Magenta enjoyed the comfort and buried her face in his chest, holding him and nearly falling asleep.
Riff held her to him, still awake worrying but not allowing his body to show the worry. Magenta fell asleep with her gentle snore. Riff looked down at Magenta, wondering what he was going to say. Magenta moaned in her sleep and played with his hair. She could not have been all asleep if she was doing that. Riff looked down at her again and then decided to try and sleep.
Miracle was tangled in her cover, almost like a burrito.
"Miracle! Miracle, wake up! Our worst fears have been realized!" LP tried to shake and wake the blonde girl awake.
Miracle yelped and fell off the bed still like a burrito.
LP cupped her mouth nervously. "Miracle...?"
Miracle gave a nervous chuckle and small whine. "Uh... A little help?" she asked, from the floor.
LP came closer and took her hand to gently pull her upward on her feet. "You must've slept a lot better than I did." she joked a bit, then she stopped. Why was she making jokes at a time like this?
Miracle managed to untangle herself as LP helped her up. "Vhat is happening?" she asked her best friend.
"It's your parents, they wanna kill my Daddy!" LP cried, biting her lip in worry and scaredness of what she heard with her own ears.
Miracle looked at her, her face turning serious. "Vhat?" she asked, her voice soft.
"I heard them, I swear," LP's eyes looked like puppy eyes. "They say if Daddy doesn't let us return to Transylvania, your daddy'll KILL him!"
Columbia winced for some reason as LP said that, but was in her own bed, fast asleep.
Miracle hugged her. "I von't allow it..." she soothed her best friend. She didn't know about the threat that Frank had hung over Riff's head either.
"I swear Miracle, I heard it..." LP whimpered.
"I trust you, LP... And I promise it von't happen." the blonde girl said softly.
LP felt a little safer. She really looked up to Miracle since she was a little bit older than her. She smiled and hugged her back. "Well, hopefully we can go back home after Daddy's party..."