A/N Aight, another chapter. This is about a year and a half, the start of their time on earth. Enjoy!
April 15
I'm writing this quickly. Magenta's 16 birthday. Now that she's getting older, the age difference seems to seem smaller. A while ago, it seemed so wrong, with the five year difference, now it doesn't. after all, 17 and 12 seems like a big gap. Yet nearly 21 and 16 seems so much smaller. It's still the same size gap, but it seems as if it's more accepted.
July 17
We're getting ready. The mission to Earth starts in two weeks. Luckily, Frank's been going easy on us, too busy trying to decide what he wants to take with him. he's got a sudden intrest in science, biology especially. That always happened to be my best subject. I wonder what he wants with it. It isn't that interesting, unless you're into that sort of thing, and knowing Frank, he was only studying it to find ways to increase his pleasure. But I can't write for very long, I have to finish packing, and clearing out the house. It's falling apart anyway, and who knows how long we're going to be on earth. I'd rather sell it, and get some money for it, to buy a new house for Magenta and myself when we return rather than have to come back to a house that'll probably be condemned.
July 19
I don't know how much I'll be able to write once we get to earth. I just hope I can write as much as I normally do. it's not a lot, but it's something. It's a way for me to get my thoughts down. Get them out of my head. Stop them from tormenting me. Ever since her 16th birthday, she's seemed to have even more sexual energy. She's starting to even rival Frank. It's hard work keeping her satisfied, but I think I'm doing a good job, because she's still mine, and mine alone. I love her so much it hurts.
July 31
We leave for earth tomorrow. I've sold off everything that we're not taking with us. The house feels so empty. I saved a few blankets, and we're camping on them for the night. Everything else is gone. Everything that had any memories attached, good or bad. It's sad how we have to leave this all behind. I'll miss it. I've lived in this house forever. But it's for the best. We can move someplace else, someplace better when we return. I have no clue how long we'll be gone, but I hope it isn't too long.
August 9
We arrived on Earth today. We've been traveling for just over a week. It's not that much different from Transexual, really. Actually very similar. The first thing I noticed, however, is how……boring they are. Frank's mission is to blend in, and see if the earthlings are gullible enough to accept more of us Transylvanians as their own. I do hope that Frank doesn't screw this up. If he messes up, it means that he has to be reprimanded. And when he is reprimanded, he gets upset. And when he gets upset, he takes it out on Magenta and I. and he's recently given up with demanding pleasure from us, and has rather taken to physically beating us. At least before, I could put up with it. Now, now it's so much harder.
October 30
Time passes here on Earth the same way it does on Transexual. It's not really all that surprising. The thing that surprises me is how far behind they are. Half of what the earthlings call "Science fiction" is reality back on Transexual. But they seem like an agreeable enough race, if not completely gullible. We're in this little town called Denton. Frank's already started to try and pick up some of the earthlings. He's had a few successes, and they all left rather…..happier than when the arrived. My 21st birthday. And I am starting to look older than I am. My hair is starting to thin. I hate it. And the more I think about it, the more I think that dad was bald when he left. I can't quite remember. Magenta can make me forget all about my looks though. I'm too busy concentrating on her.
January 5
We have a new addition to the castle. An Earthling that refuses to leave. Frank seems rather infatuated with her though. She's rather odd. She's got pink hair, and a rather odd taste in clothing. She also has an annoying habit of tap dancing. And an odd name. Columbia. She and Magenta seem to be getting along well too. At least she has a friend.
April 15
Magenta's 17th birthday. I've realized that Columbia and Magenta are more than friends. But it doesn't bother me as much as it would if she took up another man. Or if she went after Frank. I'm jealous of Columbia in a way. She not only has Magenta, but she also has Frank, almost completely to herself. And Magenta, Magenta is just unsatiable. I don't blame her. but this isn't going to go unnoticed by me. I'll think of some way to get her back some way. But not today. I'll let her enjoy her birthday.
May 2
I found out the easy way to get revenge for her turning to someone other than I. she hates being tied down while engaged in the act. It was a simple experiment, really. I just held her down in place. And she squirmed and wiggled and tried to break free, and hated every moment of it. Or at least acted like it. What better way to seek revenge than to tie her up?
May 5
I did it. And I don't know whether or not she's going to stray again, if she knows that this is the punishment. As much as she seemed to have hated it, she also had one of the strongest climaxes ever. Either way, she knows that she isn't going to get away cleanly. But there was something about it, something that sparked in her, that makes me wonder if she's going to stray again just to have me do this again.
July 19
Columbia brought one of her friends to the castle. A rather rotund man named Eddie. He rides his motorcycle nosily around the castle grounds. But it keeps Columbia occupied. Frank's starting to get a little bit bored with her. And Eddie is fresh meat to him. Frank hasn't been paying much attention to either myself or Magenta, opting instead to prey on the Earthlings.
October 30
Frank has been straying more and more away from his assigned mission, opting instead to be putting the earthlings towards his own personal pleasure. I hope he hurrys up and screws up the mission so that we can go home. Go back to Transexual. I can't wait. I hope we're not stuck here for too long. It would be unbearable if we are here to long. We can't even go back if we want to. I hope Frank does something, good or bad, soon. My 22nd birthday as well. Other than that, nothing new.
December 18
The earthlings seem to enjoy decorating their houses for a holiday they call Christmas. Don't see why they do. too much work, in my opinion. Frank is starting to try my nerves even more. I pray we don't have to stay here much longer. This is the end of the journal. I'll pick up a new one when I go to the store.