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Chapter 1

Magenta's eyes fluttered open. Moonlight was streaming through the half-opened window opposite her. She instinctively rolled over to where Riff should have been sleeping; he wasn't there.

Oh, yes, she remembered. He has a meeting with the Council of Transsexual this morning, at 7:30.

Of course, she was supposed to accompany him to the congregation with the Council, and she wondered why he had not woken her.

She turned around to check the time on the alarm clock on the bedside table. 5:45.

Strange, she thought. Riff Raff was an early riser by nature, but never this early. She sat up in bed, swung her feet over the side, and slipped on her slippers. Standing up, she grabbed the empty coffee mug sitting next to the alarm clock and headed towards the bedroom door.

As she strided towards the kitchen, she noticed, out of the corner of her eye, Riff Raff sitting on the overstuffed armchair in the corner, the memo from the Council in his lap. His head resting in his hands, and he was breathing heavily. She cast another glance towards the kitchen, and then slowly walked over to where Riff was sitting.

"Riff?" she asked carefully, not wanting to upset or bother him. "Are you alright?"

Riff looked up. "What? Oh, yeah. It's just...this letter." He held up the notice. "I can't stop thinking about it. mean, what if they found out? What if they-"

"Riff, don't worry. It's probably nothing."

"How can you be sure? I mean, how can you be absolutely, positively sure!"

"Well, I...I can't," Magenta stammered, surprised by his temper and taking a step back. "But whatever it is, we'll be O.K. We made it this far without any suspicion. We'll be fine."

Riff sighed, and laid his head in his hands once more.

"Riff, why don't you go back to bed? I'll make you some coffee."

He shook his head, and exhaled shakily.

"Riff, please. You need to rest. Please."

He looked at her. Her eyes were wide with concern and innocence. She seemed so strong, so sure that everything would work out.

She had always been that way, ever since their parents had divorced. But she had been too young to remember her mother. Well, the only real mother she ever had. Her real mother had left her and her dad when she was very young.

A few years later, Magenta's dad met Riff's mom and they supposedly 'fell in love'. But that hadn't lasted long. hey always fought over money, jobs, and who took the trash out last; always over stupid, little things.

And that was all she remembered- the fighting, the constant fighting. But Magenta, who was only five at the time, was sure that, no matter what happened, everything would turn alright.

Magenta touched his arm lightly, bringing him back to the present. He looked up at her and nodded, agreeing to go to sleep. Magenta smiled at him as he rose, letting the note fall to the ground silently, forgotten. He caressed her cheek, and walked off to bed. Magenta stood up, and stretched. She ambled into the kitchen to begin preparing the coffee.

It was going to be a long day.

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Yes, he remembered that days events like they were yesterday.

He and Magenta, before the Council, shaking like leaves for fear their secret had been discovered. But the Council had only told them that they were accompanying Prince Frank-N-Furter to the planet Earth.

The trip didn't bother them as much as the thought of going with the Prince. Prince 'I'm Better than You'. Prince 'Get Out of My Way or I'll Sic My Mother, the Queen on You".

For as long as he could remember, the Prince had been a pompous selfish person, driving around the city in his shiny gigantic hover car. He had never spoken to either Riff or Magenta, even though they had worked as servants in the castle for a number of years to pay off debts taken out so they could survive when their parents died.

Little did Riff know that that was only the beginning of him and his sister's troubles...

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Ahh, another chapter. Yes, I know they're short, but...it's not like anyone's reading this, anyway. Oh well. If anyone is out there, please review!