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Once Frank had gotten out of earshot he let out a squeal of joy. What a delightfully sinister way of getting back at that moronic servant. How dare he try and get rid of him, just because he was unhappy. It's not like Frank himself didn't miss his home planet and the people there. It was dreadfully boring being stuck with the same people and having no actual "friends".

Rocky chuckled behind him. No doubt he had no idea what his creator was laughing about, but he figured that it was a good idea to follow along. They walked to the control room and turned on the visual tele-contacter.

"I would like to talk to the Great Furter," Frank said. In an instant the face of his mother appeared on the screen. It was quite obvious that she was Frank's mother. Her skin was as white as snow and her hair black as pitch. She was dressed in a black negligee, beneath which her vast body is dressed in a regal girdle. On her head she wears a tiara type crown made up of lightning streaks. Her small, round, white frosted glasses gaze up at Frank. She removes them to reveal extremely heavily make-up eyes.

"Frankie! My little darling boy! How are you my dear?" she exclaimed.

"Amazingly alive," he said. She had no idea how true that was. When he awoke to find that he was alive and that his creation, Rocky, was too. Columbia however, wasn't so lucky. He had to bring her back once he was done with this conversation. Frank was so glad that they had taken precautions about weapons before they left. He would have never guessed he would be thankful because of this outcome. They had made sure that every weapon, including the anti-matter laser could not kill any Transylvanian life form, but it could kill an Earthling. Thank the Goddess that he made sure that Rocky had a Transylvanian heart and not an Earthling heart.

"Lovely. So, what do you need my treasure, my heart's delight?"

"Just to see you mummy. Oh, and to show you my creation."

"Creation? You mean…?"

"Yes, Mother," said Frank while pushing Rocky into view. "Mommy, this is Rocky Horror."

"Well, he is certainly muscular, and handsome," she said with a seductive grin that could match Franks.

Rocky answered with a resounding, "Ug."

"Oh, also, mumsy dearest, I have decided that it was time for me to return home. We will be arriving in a couple of weeks."

"Good. I thought it time that you return to me too honey. I would love to talk to you more, but the planet must be governed. I'll see you in a few weeks. I love you."

"Love you too Mummy."

With that they both turned off the visual tele-contacter. Frank turned to Rocky.

"Well, Rocky, why don't we amuse ourselves till dinner?"


Riff had finally finished cleaning up the lab. It had taken him many grueling hours to get everything back in place. He sat on Frank's bed and buried his head in his hands.

How could I let this happen? Why didn't I make sure they were dead? Goddess above am I stupid! Now, I'm stuck here in the same mess as before. No, worse. Magenta is down in the dungeons and Frank's actually going to pay attention to me.

Isn't that what you wanted?

Not like this! Yes, I wanted attention from him, but not at this cost!

And didn't you want to return to Transylvania?

Yes, but I thought we could get away with it…

You knew that no one would believe that he just disappeared.

Well…I…

You had a temper tantrum, but it was also those drugs.

Oh now it's the drugs? That's what they all keep saying.

Well, what goes around comes around…

Except for Frank? He got what he had coming.

But isn't being known as the Prince who couldn't do anything, finish a mission, and being forced home by his servant humiliating enough?

"RIFF RAFF!"

He was shaken out of his thoughts by Frank's yelling.

"What could he want now? He's got everything I have. My sister, my creation, my obedience," he mumbled as he got into the lift and rode down.