Disclaimer: Again I do not own any of these characters they belong to the wonderful genius called Richard O'Brien.
Author's Note: I decided to give you another chapter because I wanted you to have more to read and bring a smile to your face, so enjoy!
After observing the nature of this planet, she grew bored and started to hum an old Transylvanian tune to remind her of home. She missed her beloved planet, and although she had always been a domestic for the royals, it was still home. She closed her eyes thinking about the moon drenched shores, the darkness and the artificial light that lit up their world, the wild parties and orgies that she would eavesdrop on, and sneaking away at the end of the day to the chambers she shared with her brother where he would share his latest discoveries or more often than not, jump her bones the minute she walked in the door. She grinned at her fond memories of him and wondered if her brother could be onto something about their master not wanting to leave. His mother, the Queen, was always pressuring him to be responsible or to restrict him from doing what he pleased and since mommy dearest was light years away he could do anything he so desired. He pretty much had without alerting the Earthlings' government, but it would be a matter of time before they came knocking on their front door. She was about to drift off when someone tapped on her window and she opened her eyes to see Eddie with his own pick-up truck. She rolled down the window and he graced her with a friendly smile.
"Hey, Magenta, what are you doing out here by yourself?"
"Guarding the groceries, and I assume you're going to visit Columbia, but where's your motorcycle?"
"I'm planning to pick her up in a few hours, but I have to go home and drop old Betsy off."
She stared at him with confusion.
"I don't see a Betsy."
"That's the name of my truck. I only drive her when I have deliveries and since business was slow, I decided to come home."
"What kind of deliveries?"
"Most anything a person needs, mainly food, but other stuff, too."
"That's great, can I borrow you?"
"I suppose, but seriously, why are you out here alone?"
"Our truck died and my brother walked back to get his tools."
"Well, here, put all of your groceries in the back of my truck and we'll see if we can pick him up."
She got out and they started to put the groceries in the back of his truck. When that was done, they got into good old Betsy, heading for the castle and as they neared, they noticed Riff Raff carrying his toolbox about to begin his trek back to the broken down vehicle.
"Hey, you wanna lift after I help your sister with the groceries?"
"Sure."
He kept walking down the road.
"Well, just wait and I'll be back for you."
"If I continue to walk the less time I waste since the Master is expecting us to be back by now."
He continued on his way while Eddie pulled the truck up to the front door and helped Magenta take the groceries in. Frank had heard the roar of the truck thinking his servants had come back, but as he looked out his bedroom window he noticed his domestic was home, yet she was with that greasy biker. Where was her brother? What was she doing with Eddie? His anger towards the biker was beginning to come to a boil as he gazed back at his bed where his groupie lay happily asleep. It didn't take much to please her nor his handyman, but his domestic was more reserved, finicky really, so why was she with the other man in Columbia's life. He was tempted to wake her to show her that her supposed boyfriend was ogling another woman, but instead observed the two. Eddie was taking the last bags of groceries in, but Magenta was on her way out and grabbed them from him.
"Thank you for helping."
"No problem. Is there anything else I can do?"
"Just go help my brother, he'll need it."
"Okay, trucks are my specialty, and again if there's anything you guys need let me know."
"Okay, and thank you again."
She smiled at him and he waved as he got into his truck to assist her brother. Frank stepped away from his window, dressed, and headed downstairs, his temper flared.
Eddie reached the balding blonde man and beeped his horn so he'd stop. Riff Raff turned as the truck slowed and he saw the biker wave. He placed his toolbox in the bed of the truck and got in, nose wrinkling at the odor of the man, but Eddie was oblivious as he tried to strike up a conversation. Riff Raff said very little and Eddie eventually became quiet. Goddess, these Earthlings were talkative and loud, did they even know what quiet was? They soon came upon the disabled vehicle and Riff Raff got out grabbing his toolbox when he heard Eddie turn off the engine of his vehicle. He noticed the chubby man advance towards the troubled truck and lift up the hood.
"Thanks for the ride, but I do not need help fixing it."
"Are you sure about that?"
He nodded.
"I would think where you come from they don't need cars."
"We don't."
Riff Raff gazed at the mechanics of the Earthling device and sighed, he would be punished even harsher since this might take a couple of hours to diagnose the problem, and then fix it.
"You probably have flying cars or teleportation devices, considering you're from another planet."
The handyman perked up, bumping his head, and turned to face the man.
"Who told you that?"
"Columbia."
"And you believe her tall tales?"
"I know she has never lied to me and besides I think it's kind of neat to be neighbors with aliens. You obviously are compassionate to our race by the way you've taken care of Columbia, but why are you here?"
He hated to be backed into a corner, but if he was truthful then maybe he could get some answers from Eddie.
"If you fix the truck I'll answer your questions provided you answer mine and that what we say stays between us."
"And your sister."
"She is trustworthy and knows when to keep her mouth shut."
Eddie stepped forward and gazed around trying to find the problem while Riff Raff watched. After a few minutes of poking and prodding, he found the problem.
"That's not bad."
"What is it?"
Eddie pointed at the battery.
"One of your cables that supplies juice to your battery rusted off."
"Seems simple to fix."
"It would be if I had the parts for it."
"You can't fix it?"
"Not properly, no, but if we do a temporary fix I can repair it at a later time."
He went back to his truck and grabbed some duct tape. Riff Raff observed as the fat Elvis wannabe taped the rusted off cable back onto the battery.
"Try starting it."
Riff Raff got in and turned it on. The truck roared to life and he smiled at the Earthling.
"Duct tape solves everything."
"Ingenious invention, do you have anymore?"
"Yeah, there's another roll in the back."
Riff Raff shut the vehicle off and hopped out. He rummaged through the back of Eddie's truck and grabbed his newest Earthling curiosity. Eddie leaned against the side of old Betsy and the handyman mimicked him. He lit up a cigarette and offered a puff to the blonde man, but he shook his head.
"Columbia is telling the truth, we come from another planet in a different galaxy from yours. The reason we're here is to hide our master from his cousin and fiancée who are bent on murdering him, but we are also here to observe since Earth is similar to our planet with the exception of the brightness of the sun."
"Not much sunlight?"
"None at all, our world is eternal darkness lit with artificial light."
"No wonder you guys are so pale."
"We're used to the brightness now, but we prefer the dark. May I ask how you're our neighbor?"
"See the road to the left?"
He nodded at where Eddie pointed.
"Go down about two miles and that's where my uncle Everett Scott lives. I've been staying with him since my mom died when I was sixteen."
"Isn't he a government scientist?"
"Yeah, and he's interested in meeting with you guys."
"I'm sure he is."
"He's not for certain you're really aliens, his brain is a little messed up at times because he has some shrapnel stuck in there from the war. Look, I promise not to say anything because you guys seem pretty cool except that Frank guy, he seems strange to me."
"He is a bit odd, but your uncle, is that why you stay with him because the death of your mother and he needs someone to care for him?"
"In a nutshell, yeah, but I want to leave."
"Why don't you?"
"I promised my mom I'd take care of him. Why don't you leave or why didn't you run off with your sister today?"
Riff Raff looked at him wondering if his animosity towards the prince was obvious.
"I thought about it, but the reality of the situation is that he would never stop looking for us and he'd eventually find us."
"Why you're not his slaves?"
"Where we come from, we are his property."
"How?"
"We were born into servitude because our parents were servants of the royals."
"He's a prince?"
"A spoiled one to boot and we work for him for free."
"You don't get paid?!"
"If we needed money we had to earn it through working another job or ask our master for it, prolonging our servitude. We are eventually free after thirty years, provided we do not owe labor to our master for paying for any expenses we may have incurred."
"How long do you have left?"
"Six years, I began when I was five during our planet's summer vacation. My sister and I owe him nothing since I always worked another job when I was older to pay for things for my sister and I, even college for myself."
"So what happened when you went away? Didn't your sister have to work another job?"
"No, anything extra that I made or didn't spend was saved and luckily it lasted all four years."
"Wow, and I thought our people had it hard."
"Life here is simpler, even the homeless on your planet have it easier than us because if you become orphaned or homeless you're handed over to society where you work until you're free or you die, depending on the situation."
Eddie was stunned as words failed him and instead took a long drag from his cigarette. Silence resounded between them, yet the voices of geese flying above filled the void.
"Can I ask you a strange question?"
"Why would anything else not be strange to me?"
"Well, I just want to know, do you really look like us or is that a body suit? Are you a green man?"
Riff Raff grinned and then laughed, it was the silliest thing he ever heard. He couldn't stop as he held his stomach to try and dull the pain from his laughter. When he calmed down he was able to answer the fat biker's question.
"We are the same as Earthlings, physically and genetically speaking, but no we are not green. I think those guys at Area 51 would be surprised to know that, but that would only happen after they dissect one of us."
"Do you know about those green guys?"
"Yes, they like to visit our planet, too. We captured one, but it committed suicide after a few days of captivity. We're trying to figure out what they want."
"Weird, man."
"We have evidence of abductions, sightings of UFOs, a corpse, a spaceship with advanced technology than ours. I think that's what happened to my mother, she went to work, but never returned and shortly after that's when my father abandoned us prompting my sister to move into the Queen's castle. I was away at college, yet visiting when this happened."
"Are you sure she didn't run away?"
"She'd never leave us, plus she was the Queen's favorite and she had my mother's disappearance thoroughly investigated. The last person to see her said my mother was walking home after her shift and noticed a strange light, but that was all they recalled."
"Do you think they're doing experiments on us?"
"No one knows for sure because no one can recall, not even under hypnosis."
"Wow, that's some serious mind altering."
"They are more advanced than our two planets."
"Someday they'll screw up and we'll catch them before they can try suicide. Anyways, nice chatting with you, Riff, I'm sure I'll see you in a little bit."
He smiled and moved away from the truck as Eddie got in, bringing the truck back to life. Eddie waved and then drove off. Riff Raff waved back before getting into his truck and headed for the castle.