Well, here it is, the next chapter! A little longer than the others, but I
think the next one is slightly longer. Slight bad language, but that's
pretty much all that's bad in this chapter ;) I have to give a shout out to
darkwolf for believing in me, being my proofreader, being anal about my
grammar and reviewing my fics! So I love ya luce! Thanks also to everyone
else who's reviewed so far, it's the little things like that that keep me
writing, I'm glad you like my stuff, and I'm sorry my chapters are so
short, that's just how I work best. But I've rambled on long enough.
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I had "responsibilities", I hardly had the chance to spend time with Columbia before another visitor arrived and I had to finish making dinner. I wish I could have been in the lab for the events before my announcement of the meal, according to Riffraff the tables had finally begun to turn on Frank and his decadence. The two depraved creatures he had had a hand in creating; the idiotic beast Rocky and the once so innocent Janet, had given in to the urges brought upon them by what they had learnt from him. Having lived with him for so long, I had come to realise that Frank wasn't anything like the person he appeared to be. He hid his real character behind his ostentatious exterior, and he did it very well, but beneath it all he was a snivelling, pathetic creature. Rocky's obvious desire for Janet and his subsequent protectiveness of her had brutalised not only his self-esteem, but also the feelings superiority he had over every other person in the house. Had the transducer not trapped Janet and restored his position of power, I genuinely believe his violent nature would have taken over. He was like that, for all his charm and persuasive ways, he was weak. He was a wretched weakling who would stoop to anything, even hurting someone as helpless as Janet, just to feel that he was in charge. Thankfully, their entrapment by the transducer he meant that violence on his part didn't seem necessary. Luckily for him, in the long run. Despite my hatred of the majority if the human race, I would not, under any circumstances, tolerate him deliberately harming one weaker than him. I would certainly have intervened. But this wasn't necessary, and so he managed to buy himself a few more hours. If he had so much as laid a finger in violence on one of the humans, I wouldn't have thought twice about using Riff's antimatter laser. Still, despite wanting to protect the humans from harm, I couldn't disguise my joy at using the Medusa on them. Perhaps we all have a part of ourselves that longs for power. My happiness however was short lived, as Frank again began to lament on how everything had gone wrong for him once again. As far as I was concerned, the bastard deserved all of the guilt and feelings of worthlessness that life could bring. I challenged him as to when we would be returning home. He didn't understand what I meant and fell straight into the trap I had set for him. Had he known what my role really was, he would have realised that I was quite plainly trying to discover when his next act of unbridled decadence would occur. He answered my question, there was to be a floorshow. I had known for some time of his plans to hold such a thing, but he had never had a suitable "cast". He was holding a floorshow. We would leave this place within a few hours. As Frank was speaking to me, I felt my brother's hand on my arm and I turned slowly to meet his eyes. Frank stormed away and my brother and I shared that movement that set us apart from everybody else. That sign reminded me, even in my darkest moments, of who I was and that nobody could rob me of what I had; my brother. We were going home. After our salute to one another, Riff insisted that we leave the lab, so we could complete what we wanted to do to each other.
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I had "responsibilities", I hardly had the chance to spend time with Columbia before another visitor arrived and I had to finish making dinner. I wish I could have been in the lab for the events before my announcement of the meal, according to Riffraff the tables had finally begun to turn on Frank and his decadence. The two depraved creatures he had had a hand in creating; the idiotic beast Rocky and the once so innocent Janet, had given in to the urges brought upon them by what they had learnt from him. Having lived with him for so long, I had come to realise that Frank wasn't anything like the person he appeared to be. He hid his real character behind his ostentatious exterior, and he did it very well, but beneath it all he was a snivelling, pathetic creature. Rocky's obvious desire for Janet and his subsequent protectiveness of her had brutalised not only his self-esteem, but also the feelings superiority he had over every other person in the house. Had the transducer not trapped Janet and restored his position of power, I genuinely believe his violent nature would have taken over. He was like that, for all his charm and persuasive ways, he was weak. He was a wretched weakling who would stoop to anything, even hurting someone as helpless as Janet, just to feel that he was in charge. Thankfully, their entrapment by the transducer he meant that violence on his part didn't seem necessary. Luckily for him, in the long run. Despite my hatred of the majority if the human race, I would not, under any circumstances, tolerate him deliberately harming one weaker than him. I would certainly have intervened. But this wasn't necessary, and so he managed to buy himself a few more hours. If he had so much as laid a finger in violence on one of the humans, I wouldn't have thought twice about using Riff's antimatter laser. Still, despite wanting to protect the humans from harm, I couldn't disguise my joy at using the Medusa on them. Perhaps we all have a part of ourselves that longs for power. My happiness however was short lived, as Frank again began to lament on how everything had gone wrong for him once again. As far as I was concerned, the bastard deserved all of the guilt and feelings of worthlessness that life could bring. I challenged him as to when we would be returning home. He didn't understand what I meant and fell straight into the trap I had set for him. Had he known what my role really was, he would have realised that I was quite plainly trying to discover when his next act of unbridled decadence would occur. He answered my question, there was to be a floorshow. I had known for some time of his plans to hold such a thing, but he had never had a suitable "cast". He was holding a floorshow. We would leave this place within a few hours. As Frank was speaking to me, I felt my brother's hand on my arm and I turned slowly to meet his eyes. Frank stormed away and my brother and I shared that movement that set us apart from everybody else. That sign reminded me, even in my darkest moments, of who I was and that nobody could rob me of what I had; my brother. We were going home. After our salute to one another, Riff insisted that we leave the lab, so we could complete what we wanted to do to each other.