Le Meutre à la Maison de Frankenstein:
A Moulin Rouge/Rocky Horror Picture Show Fan Fiction
Disclaimer: Again, I don't own any of the characters, plot, etc from Moulin Rouge or Rocky Horror Picture Show. I also don't own Scrabble. Don't sue me? Wee.
Chapter 2
The music stopped and, confused, Christian and the other Bohemians continued to sing and dance, while the Creatures of the Underworld stopped and realized they weren't exactly in Kansas anymore.
"Whut just happened?" Nini asked in her most annoying voice possible.
Just then, Dr. Scott, the leading professor in Denton on Science Phenomena, entered, rolling in on his wheelchair. He stopped next to Nini.
"You created a paradox! When singing the Time Warp, which wasn't created in 1899, you created a black hole somehow (don't ask how) and, ironically, you "time warped" to the time it was created!" he explained.
"Oooohh.." everyone in the room went.
"And how do you know this?" The Duke sneered.
"Because I'm Dr. Scott!"
"Don't get testy with me!" The Duke yelled. He turned to Warner. "Warner, the gun, please." Warner handed him the gun and The Duke shot Dr. Scott's face off.
"Oh my!" Janet and Satine, whom happened to be standing next to each other, said in unison. And, in unison, they both fainted. Fortunately, Christian caught Satine just in time before she hit the floor. Janet wasn't so lucky.
"Janet!" Brad Majors, Janet's fiancée, exclaimed. He rushed over to Janet and lifted her up, trying to wake her. "Darling, are you alright?"
"Damn it, not again!" whined Nini.
"How many times is she going to do this in one show?" Ziddler asked. "Is there a doctor in the house?!" The Duke asked, rushing next to Satine. Christian gave him a look of pure hatred.
"There was until you SHOT him!" he yelled.
"Well how was I supposed to know." The Duke whined.
"What is happening in here?"
Everyone stopped and looked to the sound of the voice- it was none other than Dr. Frank N. Furter, owner of the establishment they were now inside, himself.
"Frankieeeee!!!" Columbia squealed, rushing to Frankie's side.
"Master."growled the butler, Riff-raff, "It seems you have a few visitors." Christian got up immediately, handing Satine over to The Duke, and stuck out his hands to Frankie.
"Hello, dreadfully sorry about the intrusion. My name is Christian McGregor, and that woman there is-"
"You mean this seductive, delicious, exotic love flower over here?" Frankie interrupted, gliding over to Satine (who was still unconscious next to Janet) with a huge smile on his face.
"Why, um, yes.yes, she is my courtesan," Christian explained.
"You mean MY courtesan!!!" The Duke whined, yelling at Christian. He freed his hand from under Satine's limp body and shook Frankie's hand. Frankie raised an eyebrow and shook his hand.
"How.not forceful at all." he said, slightly disappointed. Brad escaped a hand from under Janet's body and shook hands with Frankie also.
"Brad Majors, and here is my fiancée, Janet Weiss," he said, looking down at her, her hair draped over his arm. Frankie smiled.
"How forceful." he said, winking at Brad. Brad did a double take, but quickly got his senses together. He looked at Frankie.
"Is there way you can help them?" Brad asked.
"Please, Hunny, I can help them in ALL kinds of ways.." he said, ask he winked at Brad again.
"He's got sort of an eye twitch.." Nini murmured to Ziddler. Ziddler nodded in agreement as Frankie clasped his hands.
"Magenta! Columbia!" A crazy red haired woman and a small, petite woman stood attention next to Frankie. "Take these two women to a dormitory."
"Alright," they both agreed. Magenta took Satine from The Duke's reluctant grasp and Columbia took Janet from Brad, and they both dragged them out of the room. Dr. Frank N. Furter clasped his hands again and took in all his new visitors.
"Well, if you'll please excuse me, I have some work to do. Please make yourself at home. In a few minutes, I shall unveil my new creation to all of you faithful Transylvanians" he looks at the strangely clad individuals around him "and my new house guests." He smiled as he looked at the Creatures of the Underworld (Nini, Ziddler, The Duke, and Warner), the Bohemians (Christian, the Narcoleptic Argentinean and Toulousse), and Brad Majors. He turned and left, leaving everyone in a state of awe.
"Well, that was veawy stwange." Toulousse observed, ".Anyone up for a game of Scwabble?"
"Shut up, Toulousse!" the Argentinean snapped. He looked over to Christian. "What are we going to do?"
"How should I know?" Christian asked, "All I care about is truth, beauty, freedom and love!"
"I need a drink." Nini mumbled, walking over to the table nearby that wielded a punch bowl.
"I need an aspirin," Ziddler complained, holding his head.
"I need my mommy!" The Duke whined, bursting into tears.
"I think we could all do with an aspirin." the Argentinean said. Riff- raff glided over.
"If you'd like." he growled, "We have some horsde'voures and beverages that you may take while we're waiting for Master to unveil his creation."
"Oh, and what cweation is this?" Toulousse asked, waddling in closer.
"Yes, what is it, man!" Brad asked as well.
"I'm.not at liberty to say.though, I guess since you're all going to see it anyways.He's making a man. With blonde hair and a tan. He's good for relieving Master's.tension." They all gave him a skeptical look as Christian looked around him: he was in a large, ornate room that was strangely-clad in furs and resembled that of an out-of-this-world hunting lodge mixed in Frankenstein's Laboratory. Nini was now flirting with a tall Transylvanian with an afro. Toulousse positioned himself next to the Narcoleptic Argentinean, who was helping himself to a platter of cookies. Ziddler and Brad were deep in conversation. In short-he was in a mad house.
"Uh-hem!"
Everyone's eyes looked up at the sound of a voice- it was Columbia, darned in a doctor's coat and mask.
"The doctor will be commencing his experiment momentarily!" She turned and left the room. Christian turned to Ziddler.
"That was rather quick."
"You took the words RIGHT out of my mouth!" he agreed.
A Moulin Rouge/Rocky Horror Picture Show Fan Fiction
Disclaimer: Again, I don't own any of the characters, plot, etc from Moulin Rouge or Rocky Horror Picture Show. I also don't own Scrabble. Don't sue me? Wee.
Chapter 2
The music stopped and, confused, Christian and the other Bohemians continued to sing and dance, while the Creatures of the Underworld stopped and realized they weren't exactly in Kansas anymore.
"Whut just happened?" Nini asked in her most annoying voice possible.
Just then, Dr. Scott, the leading professor in Denton on Science Phenomena, entered, rolling in on his wheelchair. He stopped next to Nini.
"You created a paradox! When singing the Time Warp, which wasn't created in 1899, you created a black hole somehow (don't ask how) and, ironically, you "time warped" to the time it was created!" he explained.
"Oooohh.." everyone in the room went.
"And how do you know this?" The Duke sneered.
"Because I'm Dr. Scott!"
"Don't get testy with me!" The Duke yelled. He turned to Warner. "Warner, the gun, please." Warner handed him the gun and The Duke shot Dr. Scott's face off.
"Oh my!" Janet and Satine, whom happened to be standing next to each other, said in unison. And, in unison, they both fainted. Fortunately, Christian caught Satine just in time before she hit the floor. Janet wasn't so lucky.
"Janet!" Brad Majors, Janet's fiancée, exclaimed. He rushed over to Janet and lifted her up, trying to wake her. "Darling, are you alright?"
"Damn it, not again!" whined Nini.
"How many times is she going to do this in one show?" Ziddler asked. "Is there a doctor in the house?!" The Duke asked, rushing next to Satine. Christian gave him a look of pure hatred.
"There was until you SHOT him!" he yelled.
"Well how was I supposed to know." The Duke whined.
"What is happening in here?"
Everyone stopped and looked to the sound of the voice- it was none other than Dr. Frank N. Furter, owner of the establishment they were now inside, himself.
"Frankieeeee!!!" Columbia squealed, rushing to Frankie's side.
"Master."growled the butler, Riff-raff, "It seems you have a few visitors." Christian got up immediately, handing Satine over to The Duke, and stuck out his hands to Frankie.
"Hello, dreadfully sorry about the intrusion. My name is Christian McGregor, and that woman there is-"
"You mean this seductive, delicious, exotic love flower over here?" Frankie interrupted, gliding over to Satine (who was still unconscious next to Janet) with a huge smile on his face.
"Why, um, yes.yes, she is my courtesan," Christian explained.
"You mean MY courtesan!!!" The Duke whined, yelling at Christian. He freed his hand from under Satine's limp body and shook Frankie's hand. Frankie raised an eyebrow and shook his hand.
"How.not forceful at all." he said, slightly disappointed. Brad escaped a hand from under Janet's body and shook hands with Frankie also.
"Brad Majors, and here is my fiancée, Janet Weiss," he said, looking down at her, her hair draped over his arm. Frankie smiled.
"How forceful." he said, winking at Brad. Brad did a double take, but quickly got his senses together. He looked at Frankie.
"Is there way you can help them?" Brad asked.
"Please, Hunny, I can help them in ALL kinds of ways.." he said, ask he winked at Brad again.
"He's got sort of an eye twitch.." Nini murmured to Ziddler. Ziddler nodded in agreement as Frankie clasped his hands.
"Magenta! Columbia!" A crazy red haired woman and a small, petite woman stood attention next to Frankie. "Take these two women to a dormitory."
"Alright," they both agreed. Magenta took Satine from The Duke's reluctant grasp and Columbia took Janet from Brad, and they both dragged them out of the room. Dr. Frank N. Furter clasped his hands again and took in all his new visitors.
"Well, if you'll please excuse me, I have some work to do. Please make yourself at home. In a few minutes, I shall unveil my new creation to all of you faithful Transylvanians" he looks at the strangely clad individuals around him "and my new house guests." He smiled as he looked at the Creatures of the Underworld (Nini, Ziddler, The Duke, and Warner), the Bohemians (Christian, the Narcoleptic Argentinean and Toulousse), and Brad Majors. He turned and left, leaving everyone in a state of awe.
"Well, that was veawy stwange." Toulousse observed, ".Anyone up for a game of Scwabble?"
"Shut up, Toulousse!" the Argentinean snapped. He looked over to Christian. "What are we going to do?"
"How should I know?" Christian asked, "All I care about is truth, beauty, freedom and love!"
"I need a drink." Nini mumbled, walking over to the table nearby that wielded a punch bowl.
"I need an aspirin," Ziddler complained, holding his head.
"I need my mommy!" The Duke whined, bursting into tears.
"I think we could all do with an aspirin." the Argentinean said. Riff- raff glided over.
"If you'd like." he growled, "We have some horsde'voures and beverages that you may take while we're waiting for Master to unveil his creation."
"Oh, and what cweation is this?" Toulousse asked, waddling in closer.
"Yes, what is it, man!" Brad asked as well.
"I'm.not at liberty to say.though, I guess since you're all going to see it anyways.He's making a man. With blonde hair and a tan. He's good for relieving Master's.tension." They all gave him a skeptical look as Christian looked around him: he was in a large, ornate room that was strangely-clad in furs and resembled that of an out-of-this-world hunting lodge mixed in Frankenstein's Laboratory. Nini was now flirting with a tall Transylvanian with an afro. Toulousse positioned himself next to the Narcoleptic Argentinean, who was helping himself to a platter of cookies. Ziddler and Brad were deep in conversation. In short-he was in a mad house.
"Uh-hem!"
Everyone's eyes looked up at the sound of a voice- it was Columbia, darned in a doctor's coat and mask.
"The doctor will be commencing his experiment momentarily!" She turned and left the room. Christian turned to Ziddler.
"That was rather quick."
"You took the words RIGHT out of my mouth!" he agreed.