After Mandy confirmed a time with her parents last night, Frank woke up the next morning an hour earlier than he usually did.

Mandy sleepily lifted her head and saw Frank at his makeup desk, wiping off his face. He smiled and looked at her reflection through his mirror. "Good morning baby."

She wiped her eyes. "It's far too early Frank. What are you doing up?" She lay on her stomach.

Frank sighed. "I have decided to remove my makeup. I want to make a proper first impression."

Mandy pressed her lips and walked over to him. "Frank. If you want to make a good first impression, hiding behind a false identity is not the way to go." "Well..yes. You are correct Mandy. But.." He felt her arms around his neck. She sat on his lap. "Wear what you feel the most comfortable in." Mandy looked up to him. "My parents have always been old school. As a result, I rarely please them anyway."

"Are you sure Mandy?" He set down a cloth. "I don't like being rejected." "Nobody does. But guess what? I won't." Frank put his arm around her. "I know that you won't reject me Mandy."

He huffed. "Alright." Frank picked up his eyeliner pencil. "I believe there is a plain black sweater in Rocky's closet." Mandy looked to the ground. "I think I'll wait until Columbia wakes up. I don't want them to have a stroke."

"They don't like you wearing clothes for the opposite gender?" "Nope. Well my mom doesn't anyway." Mandy sighed and looked to Frank with a small smile.

"Well if you will dress the way that you would like, I will do the same." He picked up a tube of mascara and met her reflection in the mirror. "What are you thinking about baby?" "Nothing." She blinked. "I just want to say that I love you."

"Oh." He fluttered his eyes after applying his eye makeup. "I love you too dear." He smiled and walked over to his closet, unable to decide on a top color. "Hm." "Everything fits well with black." Mandy blinked.

"That it does." He took a black long sleeved laced top off of a hanger. "I could help you find something to wear if you wish." "Actually, can we swing by my house on our way there? I have a black long sleeved dress shirt and I want us to match." She smiled.

"Ah. Of course. Oh honey I can't wait." He took out a fresh pair of fishnets from his dresser drawer. "Why don't you shower and put on yesterday's clothes for now?" "K." She huffed and left. "Oh. And for the record,.." Mandy poked her head back in the room.

"Yes dear?" Frank turned to her with a pair of heels in his hand. "You look better in makeup than without." He rolled his eyes. "Thank you. Now may I please get dressed?" She smirked and skipped down the hallway.

Columbia quietly left the room as Brian was still asleep. She walked into Frank's room and sighed. "You look pretty Frankie. Where are we going?"

"Hm?" He put his top on over a black undershirt. "Oh. Mandy and I told you last night." He sprayed a cinnamon perfume on his wrists and chest. "I'm going with her to meet her parents."

"Oh. That's cool."

Mandy returned in Rocky's clothes. "Almost ready?" "Just about. One moment." Frank put on his pair of black heels.

"Oh. Mandy?" "Yes?" Mandy turned to her. "I hope everything goes well."

"Oh it will. Trust me." She smiled as Frank pecked her neck and led her downstairs.

After slipping on her shoes, she followed him to the truck. Frank opened her door and helped her in the passenger seat. "Thank you." She smiled. Frank walked around the truck to his seat. "You're welcome. Do you want to eat first baby?" He placed his hand on her stomach.

"I do a little actually. But I'm not starving. Are you? There's a gas station on our way there." "Oh? Do they have coffee?" Frank asked eagerly. Mandy smiled and rubbed his shoulder. "As a matter of fact, they do. You can get that while I get something else.

He held his breath then quietly sighed. "Alright. Now which way do we go?" "From here you turn right." Frank slowly backed away from the castle and blinked.

Mandy kissed him on the cheek and rested her head on his shoulder. "Do you want me to go in?" She unbuckled her seatbelt in the parking lot of the station. "No I'll go with you dear." Frank parked the vehicle. "I don't want another creep talking to you." He helped her out.

Mandy hummed as the breeze blew through her hair. "I'll go this way and you go that way." They went inside.

"Alright." Frank kissed her on the head and went to find the coffee maker. "Hm. Hot chocolate. I'm sure Mandy would like that." He took a second cup and filled it.

"Let's see. Nothing too sugary." She looked through the energy bars and settled on one with peanut butter.

Frank set the drinks on a shelf behind him before finding her. "Are you ready?" "Just about." Mandy held her breath as they approached the counter.

"Oh! I love your makeup! Can you make me look as flawless as you?" A girl behind the counter gasped.

Mandy smiled as she looked through a pile of magazines.

"Why of course dear." Frank smiled. "What is your name?"

"It's Brittney." She curled a streak of her blonde hair and leaned on the counter. "Are you free tonight?"

"Enchanté." He kissed her right hand. "My name is Frank. And I'm sorry but I am already taken." Frank gestured with his eyes over to Mandy.

She walked over to him and blinked.

"Oh no. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean anything. Really I didn't." Brittney panicked. "I could offer a discount.."

"Calm down. It's cool. Really. I'm not mad." Mandy held up her hands.

"Oh. Okay." She sighed and rung everything up.

"But now that you mention it, A discount does seem nice." Mandy smirked.

Frank looked at her and flicked her on the head.

"Ow!" She hissed.

"No no. That won't be neccesarry. Here you are." He handed over the amount.

"Th.." The cashier cleared her throat. "Thank you. Frank." She smiled.

He smiled and led Mandy out the door.

"Woah. Two for one sale?"

"Hm? Oh. Sadly no. This one is for you. It's hot chocolate." "Aw. Thanks." She took it and kissed him on the cheek. "And you take a left. That house right here."

Frank parked the truck near the curb and Mandy walked out. He followed her inside to a small yet manageable house. "This is quite small." "Yeah. I can't afford to live in one of those high end houses. So I just need my shirt, sneakers, and hat." She went into her bedroom.

Mandy started to take off her shirt and Frank cupped her breasts. She playfully rolled her eyes. "Yes?" "I thought you would be cold. It's getting to be that type of year again." He grinned, barring his teeth. "Trust me. I am more than warm." She sipped her drink.

"How long is this going to take?" Frank drank his coffee. "Just a few minutes actually. Can you grab my black sports bra from my drawer please?" "Hm. Why a sports bra dear?" "Because I like to irritate my mother." "Oh you are bad."

She rolled her eyes. "Oh come on. You don't like to bug yours?"

"I could, but I can not. My mother is the queen of Transylvania." He opened her drawer, handing it to her. "You didn't tell me you had a pair of fishnets!" Frank held them up with his eyes wide open. He set them down and picked up a pair of her black underwear with lace trimmings at the bottom and top. "Oh these are fabulous."

"Put those back please." She rolled her eyes and held her breath as she fastened the straps. "That looks very tight dear. And not in a good way." Frank frowned and continued to drink his coffee.

"It is a little. But I got used to it." Mandy closed her eyes and stretched it over her head. She put on a swipe of mens deodorant and then her shirt. "So anyway. I say after this we go out and get something to eat. Just the two of us."

Frank helped her fasten each button down to her waist. "Sounds as good of an idea as any baby."

Mandy brushed her hair and fixed it in a bobby pin. She put on the baseball cap that he had bought her and neatly hid her hair in the hat.

"Tada." She spread her arms. "Oh Rocky." He murmured and set a hand on her back. "Maybe later Frank. My parents hate tardy people." They kissed and Mandy slid off her sneakers for a different pair of black ones.

While in the truck, Mandy tied them and sighed. "I'm nervous baby." "Don't be nervous Frank. It'll be fine. My family is just corrupt." He opened the truck door for her and took a deep breath.

"Should I leave the cup in the truck?" "Nah. You can bring it with you. Cold coffee sounds gross. Remember. True self." Mandy took her own cup and knocked on the door.

Frank applied a fresh coat of red lipstick to calm his nerves. "Yes it does. And it is. Riff Raff forgot to hand the mug to me one morning and it stood on the counter for well over an hour." "Gross." Mandy squinted her eyes.

The door opened and her dad stood up from the couch as her mom opened the door. "Hi Mandy." She nodded. "Right on time. Come in."

Mandy held Frank's hand and closed the door.

"I thought that you would be late." She sighed, unimpressed with her clothing choice. "Oh silly me. You're never late dressed like that. Is that your brother's?"

Mandy rolled her eyes and sipped her drink. "Why yes it is."

"Your mother is offering you advice. Don't roll your eyes." Her dad sternly added.

"Why did you bring me here if you are just going to insult me?"

"Well because we wanted to meet the new man in your life." Her mom looked at Frank, tilting her head with insecurity.

Frank fluttered his eyes.

"Um Mandy? I thought you were referring to Brian honey. A gentleman who is more..socially acceptable." He blinked. "Y..You are a gentleman correct?"

"Why yes. I am." Frank crossed his legs and put his arm around his girlfriend.

Mandy huffed and looked at Frank. She held his right hand and glared at her dad. "I'm not shallow enough to date a coworker, father. Mom. Dad. This is Frank. We were set up on a blind date last week. And we are deeply in love." She met his eyes. "Far more than deeply." He grinned and they shared a kiss.

Her parents squinted their eyes in discomfort.

"A pleasure to meet you both. It has been a wonderful experience getting to know your daughter. You must be very proud."

'Damn! That was a solid hit! Nice one!' Mandy sipped her drink.

"We raised you better than this, honey." Her dad sipped from a glass of wine. "I dissaprove of this relationship. Walking around dressed like that destroys my image of you. You were sweet, innocent, and not..well..this."

Frank held her closer and narrowed his eyes.

"We can dissaprove on a lot of things dad. I don't like the house smelling like alcohol when I show up as one of your trophies but you still drink anyway."

"That is an entirely different matter young lady! And you are not a trophy." "No it's not. And yes I am! You just said that I shattered your reputation!"

"I'm not hearing another word about it." Her mom dismissed her. "Frank, if that is your real name, in our household we believe that men and women have separate clothing options and are to marry, wed, and have children. Dressing how you are is outrageous."

Frank opened his mouth but Mandy sat on his lap to comfort him. "Oh yeah. You certainly succeeded with me. You're just jealous because he looks more fabulous in makeup than you ever will." Mandy fluttered her eyes.

"That's enough!" Her mother shouted.

"No! It is not enough." Frank stood up and held her by his side. Mandy held her breath.

"Now I may not be aware of what you humans find as traditional values, but I am in love with your daughter. And I'm sorry you tend disagree, but you will have to accept it." He took Mandy's hand in his. "She was loving enough to save my life."

Mandy hummed as he put his arm around her waist.

"Save your life? What difference would that make? The last thing this world needs are freaks like yourself."

"Don't you dare call him a freak!" Mandy shouted.

Frank tried to bite his tongue, but couldn't. "Well that certainly explains why you married her doesn't it?" He narrowed his eyebrows and motioned to Mandy's father and then her mother.

"Excuse me?" She shot up. "Don't you dare talk about my wife like that!" "Unless my daughter has children, I will never say yes to this. It is your role Mandy." She blinked.

"Role to what? To have an overgrown man child to wait on? Along with two others possibly?" Mandy folded her arms, hoping Frank was not offended. "I've done so already and am ready to live my own life."

Her mother looked at her father and back to her. "As what? A circus performer?"

Frank looked down at the floor with a frown. Mandy watched as he left down the hall and into a bathroom. She wiped her eyes as the door closed.

"Glad that is taken care of. Now. My friend's son is just a year older than you and is very religious. His name is Cody and is single." Her mom poured herself a glass.

Mandy's body angrily shook and headed to the kitchen. She took one of her mom and dad's favorite bottles of wine and unscrewed the cork.

"What are you doing?"

"You ruined something of mine so I am ruining something of yours. It is called karma my dear father." Mandy sneered and dumped the liquid down the sink drain and happily placed the empty bottle in the trash. "Bon appetite." She spat and stormed off down to the bathroom. "Frank?" She asked softly.

He opened the door with his eye makeup all smudged. "What do you want?"

She walked in and locked the door. "I didn't mean for this to happen." "Well it did! Thank you very much Mandy." He turned his back.

Mandy sniffled. "Frank. I'm sorry." "Saying so doesn't always mean that you are. Go be with your own kind. Away from my castle. I.." He paused. "..I banish you. Forever."

She froze at how serious he was. "What?" "I'm going home. Without you." He turned to her.

She wiped her eyes. "But..we had plans later. The two of us. With lunch and.." "Then find somebody else. Someone who is more 'socially acceptable'." He said bitterly while quoting with his fingers.

"Frank." Mandy pleaded with tears in her eyes. "Don't be like this! I love you!" She hiccuped. "No you don't." He went to open the door. Mandy stood in front of it. "Move Mandy. Or you'll be knocked unconscious and never wake up."

She clenched her teeth. "Did you just threaten me!?"

Frank pressed his lips and looked into her eyes that were still filled with tears. He sighed and let go of the doorknob. "No." Frank wiped her eyes with his thumb.

Mandy hugged him and huffed. He sighed and put his arms around her. "I'm sorry Mandy."

She broke down to cry again. "Don't leave me Frank."

"Shh.." He kissed her on the head. "..I'm not going anywhere baby. It was another fit of emotions."

Mandy shivered and shut her eyes as he moved side to side. "It's alright now baby. I'm here."

She cleared her throat and lifted her head. Mandy opened the upper cabinet and handed Frank a package of make up wipes. He smiled and warmly hugged her. "Thank you baby. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I know you didn't mean it. I would have reacted the same way. But in jail since you said that your mom is a queen."

He chuckled and cleaned the make up from his eyes and started to reapply it. "Oh, and speaking of children, I will not allow it."

"Do you mean I can't?" Mandy blinked. "What do you mean Frank that.."

He finished redoing his makeup and sat her on the sink counter. "Transylvanian pregnancies are shorter than human pregnancies by four months. As a result, they are more intense and I don't like seeing you in pain. I never have and I never will." He placed a hand on her cheek. "And I love you enough to protect you from anymore harm."

She fluttered her eyes. "Oh Frank." She hugged him again.

"Not the eyeliner again baby." He lifted her head. "We will discuss this over dinner." "Dinner?" "Yes. It was lunch but your parents riot act lasted well over two hours. So I am now taking you out to dinner. Away from these stuffy and snobbish excuses of the human race."

She lightly smiled and opened the door. "The world is overpopulated." "Yes. Not to mention that adults who have them are blind to the idea on how to raise one. That's what Columbia told me anyway." "She's not wrong actually." Mandy nodded.

They held their breath as they walked back.

"Do you know how expensive that wine was?" Her father barked.

"Liver abnormalities? Obesity?" Mandy calmly guessed.

"Twenty nine dollars!"

Frank glanced at his blubbering waistline and smirked. "I tend to support her theory on the matter."

"Who cares what you think?" He scowled.

"One opinion is all I need." Mandy smiled as Frank picked her up in his arms. "And to your dismay,.." He turned to her mom." ..we don't want a little one right now. Or is that not glamorous enough for you?"

"Mandy. We talked about this years ago. You are perfectly healthy enough to do so." She folded her arms.

"But not enthusiastic enough. End of discussion." Frank carried her out the door.

"Ugh. I can see why you have moved out of that toxic mess."