DISCLAIMER: I still don't own these characters…Don't sue me! Thanks to all my readers! You guys rock my sox! Keep reading! Please don't flame, but keep reviewing! Sorry this one is so short…
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In outer space, where time means nothing, the castle kept propelling towards the galaxy of Transylvania. As Riff and Magenta slept in their bed…something odd was going on downstairs…
Rocky, the blonde muscle man, had survived. He'd turned over in the pool when after he and Frank went a'tumblin down. He now climbed out of the pool, still scantily clad in his fishnets and corset. He looked at Frank, whom was still lying face down. Rocky flipped him over and realized that Frank hadn't been as lucky as he. He decided to flip his creator back over, just in case Riff and Magenta came back. He wasn't as dumb as he appeared, you know. He decided to go hide in the tank for the night. It was like his birthplace, his womb. He felt safer there.
Rocky soon arrived at the tank in the lab and got inside. He put the sheet, with which just a few hours before he'd been having intercourse on, over himself and tried to get comfortable. He soon fell asleep, exhausted and saddened…and he hoped that the coming day would bring him something better… And little did Rocky Horror know, it actually would…