Reincarnation

Interlude 1:

The Movie

A/n: :giggles: This just came to me, and I HAVE to type it up. This is an INTERLUDE meaning that it has no real impact on the story.

"Oh, come on! Please Ben, you just have to come with me this time. You'll love it, I swear! Don't you like that CD I'm always playing? It's the Sound-track." Mercutio pleaded. He was tugging at Ben's sleeve and making puppy-dog eyes.

"...Oh, alright. I'll come with you. When is it?"

"This Saturday! It starts at midnight, so I'll pick you up at ten to get ready!" Mercutio pranced away, having FINALLY worn Ben down. He'd been pestering him for months now to go see Rocky Horror with him, but had never succeeded until now.

The Saturday

Ben was dragged by the arm into Mercutio's room. Mercutio began rummaging through his closet, tossing things out that wouldn't work.

"PERFECT!" He pulled out a pair of leather pants and a black shirt with silver-y fishnet sleeves.

"Oh no. I'm NOT wearing that!" Ben protested. Mercutio cackled evilly.

"Oh yes you are!" And then he pounced.

Five minutes later and protests of "I can put my own PANTS on thank you very much!" Ben was decked out in the clothing Mercutio had picked out. Ben sighed.

"Alright then. I'm ready." Mercutio smirked.

"Oh, I don't think so, Ben, dear heart. There are just two more things." He held out what had been behind his back. Eyeliner and eye shadow.

"No no no no no no no no! Get that crap away from me!"

"Ah ah ah. Hold still, angel, or I'll get it all over your lovely face." Ben stopped his struggling. Makeup in the so-called right places was better then having it in the WRONG places.

"Why can't you get TYBALT to go with you? I'm sure HE'D fit in better." Mercutio winked.

"Oh, but we're all about corrupting innocents. Tybs isn't INNOCENT, angel." Ben raised an eyebrow.

"What do you meant by that?" Another cackle

"Oh, you'll see! Now the finishing touch." He picked up one last thing from the bed. A collar and leash.

"Ok. That's it! This is where I draw the line! I will NOT wear a leash!"

"But you're my PET. If they don't see that then they'll try to take you." Ben twitched. WHY had he agreed to this? Because Mercutio had been begging for so long it had worn him down. Like the Grand Canyon.

"Fine. But I won't like it."

"That's all I ask."

They arrived an hour later and began the walk through downtown streets to get from the parking garage to the theatre. Mercutio walked close to him and kept a firm grip on the leash. When they entered, Ben was immediately cornered.

"Fresh meet? Nice, Mercutio. Take him to Him" said the well-endowed pink haired lady who had cornered Ben.

"Of course." They paid for their ticket, and found their way to a black haired person in High heals and fishnets who was facing away from them. Mercutio cleared his throught and the person turned around.

"Oh. It's YOU." The person was a man.... In drag. In fact, it was someone Ben knew...

"TYBALT?!" Ben squeaked. Tybalt looked him over.

"Nice. I assume YOU did this, then?"

"Who else? Now get it over with, Tybs." Tybs pulled out a tube of purple lipstick and marked a V on Ben's forehead. With a sharp glance at Mercutio, He dropped a quick peck on Ben's lips too.

"Dr. Frank-N-Furter, at your...service. Have fun at the auction, luv. I'm sure it will be...Interesting to say the least." And then Tybalt sauntered off; looking for all the world like he belonged on those heals. Mercutio was glaring daggers at his back, and if looks could kill, Tybalt would have dies on the spot.

"Wh...what? Tybalt...He's...Heals...Fishnets..."

"Yes, yes. He's one of the cast members. (AN: Actually, I have no idea how old you have to be to be a cast member. Just pretend, Ok?) Now let's GO. It's almost time for the auction."

Ben gulped. THIS would be fun. He got in a line at the front of the theater with all the other first timers. He wasn't paying attention to what the bids were, but his turn lasted for almost ten whole minutes, it coming down to Mercutio and Tybalt having a bidding war. Finally it came to an end.

"Sorry Doc, I think I'm going to have to end this now so we can get it started on time, and I think I'll give this LOVELY specimen to the NON cast member." Everyone could see Tybalt's playful pout.

"Damn. Can I get a Kiss then?"

"I don't THINK so!" Mercutio glared, pulling Ben into his lap. Everyone laughed, even Tybalt himself. He waggled his eyebrows at the Auction Master.

"What about YOU Kevin? You got plans?" Wolf whistles abound.

"I do now. Ah, but wait. You're still Jail-bait, aren't you?"

"Nope. Just got legal last week."

"Well alright then. After the show we'll talk." Kevin grinned at the audience.

And thus, the movie began. By the end of the movie Ben had made up his mind. And much fun as The Rocky Horror Picture Show was, it was NOT worth staying up that late. It was 3 in the morning when Mercutio dropped Ben off. They had left the theater after a thoroughly debauched looking Tybalt came up to them, more specifically Ben.

"Adams here already knows this, but I'd prefer it if you DIDN'T talk about seeing me here. I DO have an image to maintain, and actually, so do you. Agreed?" Ben had agreed. Like anyone would believe that Tybalt wore drag every Saturday night?

Ben yawned as he slid out of Mercutio's car.

"What was up with Tybalt anyway? He was...acting like.... Uh... you know?"

Mercutio laughed and petted Ben's head. "You're so cute, Ben. But as for Tybalt, Rocky tends to have that effect on people. Night, angel."

Ben then turned to the house and began contemplating his next mission. How to get back inside without his Aunt and Uncle seeing his Rocky clothes and makeup.....