Le Meutre à la Maison de Frankenstein
A Moulin Rouge/Rocky Horror Picture Show Fanfiction
Disclaimer: All right, you know the drill: I own shit. No Moulin Rouge, no Rocky Horror. Nothing. I'm just a fan who had an idea and went with it. This chapter doesn't rip off much, but it has importance in the end (well.WAIT! I CANT RUIN THE ENDING). Speaking of the ending.hmmm, I'd say maybe I'm halfway done. Heh. Well, this chapter's a tad bit longer because it was originally two chapters, but I put them together into one, because I could. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW. It was the only way I'll write more (and I have all week to write, so you might want me to if you're a fan). Anywho.
Chapter 6:
Brad paced back and forth across the room. He wanted to just find Janet and leave this place. All he wanted was to use their telephone, a reasonable request, which they've chosen to ignore! Why'd his car have to break down this late November evening, and, better yet, what made him decide to go to THIS place? A conspicuous, dreary-looking castle in the middle of nowhere that looked more like a hunting lodge for rich weirdos than the home of a spectacularly brilliant (and eccentric) biologist. He slammed his fist on his bedside table.
"By gone it! I'm getting out of here!" He reached for his belongings (read: clothes and glasses) and ran out the door into the hallway. He heard a.pounding.going on in the room across from him, and a good deal of moaning from inside. He quickly decided this was from someone who was dreadfully ill which MAY be Janet. He decided to open it when he heard his name out of the corner of his ear.
"Yes? Is someone there?"
"Brad.."
It was coming from his left, further into the darkness of the hall and away from the large dome lights that dotted the ceiling. He made its way to the source of the sound where he found Riff-Raff hiding in the shadows of the corner.
"I wouldn't go in there if I was you," Riff-Raff said smirking, his arms crossed as he leaned against the wall.
"And why the dickens not?" Brad asked.
"Master seems to be.. preoccupied.in there." he said, smirking. Brad quickly got the drift.
"What?" Brad boomed, immediately thinking Riff-Raff was referring to his fiancée. He wasn't going to just sit around while Janet was being taken advantage of by the gigantic freak show!
"I'll show him!" Brad said. He looked around and spotted a suit of armor next to Riff-Raff. He loosened the axe from its grasp and marched towards the door.
"STOP!" Riff-Raff yelled. "Master gets extremely angry when you interrupt his practice-"
"Practice THIS!" He raised the axe high and, as he raised his foot to kick open the door, Riff-Raff grabbed the helmet of the arm and smashed it into Brad's head. Brad fell unconscious and fell to the floor with a loud smack. The axe clattered to the floor and slid. Hurrying, Riff-Raff collected the body and, looking for a space to hide it, put it inside a highly appropriate place- the armor itself.
"Hehe.sometimes I amaze myself." he said, patting himself on the back. He leaned back against the wall and lit up a cigarette as he continued to monitor his master's activities.
* * * * * * * * *
"What was that?" Nini asked, returning from the bathroom. Warner looked to his side.
"I don't know, but I heard it, too. Stay close. It came from that way," he said, pointing further down the hall. Nini held his arm with both hands and stayed close by.
"I'm scared," she said, gulping. She tightened her grasp.
"Nothing to be scared of, Miss," he said, pulling the gun from his waist with him free arm. They creeped down the hall to the end where they had entered. There they met Magenta.
"May I help you?" she said, looking at the gun. She smirked and looked back at Warner. He put it away.
"Sorry, we just heard a noise-"
"I heard nothing," she said quickly, interrupting.
"Oh." Nini said. She looked down and saw a piece of tissue to her boot. She kicked it off. There was an awkward silence.
"Dinner will be served soon. Would you like to wait in the dining hall while I fetch your.companions.?" Magenta asked, her lip curling.
"Sure, that would be kind of you," Warner said.
"Follow me," she said. She walked past them and opened on of the doors. Nin and Warner followed. It lead to another hallway, which proved just how large indeed this castle was. She stopped at a door and opened it.
"In here," she said abruptly. They walked in, however the room was bare.
"What is this.?"
The door was slammed shut behind Warner, and they heard a key turn as it was locked shut.
"Stay out of mischief," Magenta said from the other side. "Imprudent humans." They heard her boot heels click as she disappeared down the hall.
"What's happening?" Nini asked. Warner went to the door and was trying to break it down by ramming into it. Useless.
".looks like we're trapped," he said. Nini sat down on the marble floor, put her face in her hands, and cried.
"Oh.don't cry.we'll get out of here," he said, ".eventually." Nini looked up, her makeup running down her cheeks.
"Oh, gee thanks!" she said. He went over to her and sat down next to her. He wrapped an arm around her and looked up, searching for another exit. There was none.
"Warner.?"
He looked over at Nini, and, as she reached over and kissed him, he suddenly cared not if there was an exit.
A Moulin Rouge/Rocky Horror Picture Show Fanfiction
Disclaimer: All right, you know the drill: I own shit. No Moulin Rouge, no Rocky Horror. Nothing. I'm just a fan who had an idea and went with it. This chapter doesn't rip off much, but it has importance in the end (well.WAIT! I CANT RUIN THE ENDING). Speaking of the ending.hmmm, I'd say maybe I'm halfway done. Heh. Well, this chapter's a tad bit longer because it was originally two chapters, but I put them together into one, because I could. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW. It was the only way I'll write more (and I have all week to write, so you might want me to if you're a fan). Anywho.
Chapter 6:
Brad paced back and forth across the room. He wanted to just find Janet and leave this place. All he wanted was to use their telephone, a reasonable request, which they've chosen to ignore! Why'd his car have to break down this late November evening, and, better yet, what made him decide to go to THIS place? A conspicuous, dreary-looking castle in the middle of nowhere that looked more like a hunting lodge for rich weirdos than the home of a spectacularly brilliant (and eccentric) biologist. He slammed his fist on his bedside table.
"By gone it! I'm getting out of here!" He reached for his belongings (read: clothes and glasses) and ran out the door into the hallway. He heard a.pounding.going on in the room across from him, and a good deal of moaning from inside. He quickly decided this was from someone who was dreadfully ill which MAY be Janet. He decided to open it when he heard his name out of the corner of his ear.
"Yes? Is someone there?"
"Brad.."
It was coming from his left, further into the darkness of the hall and away from the large dome lights that dotted the ceiling. He made its way to the source of the sound where he found Riff-Raff hiding in the shadows of the corner.
"I wouldn't go in there if I was you," Riff-Raff said smirking, his arms crossed as he leaned against the wall.
"And why the dickens not?" Brad asked.
"Master seems to be.. preoccupied.in there." he said, smirking. Brad quickly got the drift.
"What?" Brad boomed, immediately thinking Riff-Raff was referring to his fiancée. He wasn't going to just sit around while Janet was being taken advantage of by the gigantic freak show!
"I'll show him!" Brad said. He looked around and spotted a suit of armor next to Riff-Raff. He loosened the axe from its grasp and marched towards the door.
"STOP!" Riff-Raff yelled. "Master gets extremely angry when you interrupt his practice-"
"Practice THIS!" He raised the axe high and, as he raised his foot to kick open the door, Riff-Raff grabbed the helmet of the arm and smashed it into Brad's head. Brad fell unconscious and fell to the floor with a loud smack. The axe clattered to the floor and slid. Hurrying, Riff-Raff collected the body and, looking for a space to hide it, put it inside a highly appropriate place- the armor itself.
"Hehe.sometimes I amaze myself." he said, patting himself on the back. He leaned back against the wall and lit up a cigarette as he continued to monitor his master's activities.
* * * * * * * * *
"What was that?" Nini asked, returning from the bathroom. Warner looked to his side.
"I don't know, but I heard it, too. Stay close. It came from that way," he said, pointing further down the hall. Nini held his arm with both hands and stayed close by.
"I'm scared," she said, gulping. She tightened her grasp.
"Nothing to be scared of, Miss," he said, pulling the gun from his waist with him free arm. They creeped down the hall to the end where they had entered. There they met Magenta.
"May I help you?" she said, looking at the gun. She smirked and looked back at Warner. He put it away.
"Sorry, we just heard a noise-"
"I heard nothing," she said quickly, interrupting.
"Oh." Nini said. She looked down and saw a piece of tissue to her boot. She kicked it off. There was an awkward silence.
"Dinner will be served soon. Would you like to wait in the dining hall while I fetch your.companions.?" Magenta asked, her lip curling.
"Sure, that would be kind of you," Warner said.
"Follow me," she said. She walked past them and opened on of the doors. Nin and Warner followed. It lead to another hallway, which proved just how large indeed this castle was. She stopped at a door and opened it.
"In here," she said abruptly. They walked in, however the room was bare.
"What is this.?"
The door was slammed shut behind Warner, and they heard a key turn as it was locked shut.
"Stay out of mischief," Magenta said from the other side. "Imprudent humans." They heard her boot heels click as she disappeared down the hall.
"What's happening?" Nini asked. Warner went to the door and was trying to break it down by ramming into it. Useless.
".looks like we're trapped," he said. Nini sat down on the marble floor, put her face in her hands, and cried.
"Oh.don't cry.we'll get out of here," he said, ".eventually." Nini looked up, her makeup running down her cheeks.
"Oh, gee thanks!" she said. He went over to her and sat down next to her. He wrapped an arm around her and looked up, searching for another exit. There was none.
"Warner.?"
He looked over at Nini, and, as she reached over and kissed him, he suddenly cared not if there was an exit.