Okay, I'm back for an update after many threats to my life if I didn't update.


Frank grinned as his plan sunk in to the handyman's brain. How wonderful it would be to have the whole Earth as mindless followers of the Transylvanian ways. All that they would have to do would be to augment the medusa until it could affect many people rather than people one at a time. Soon he could medusaize groups, cities, regions, states, even countries at a time! They would all love and adore him. They would follow his ways of not dreaming it, but being it! They'd give into their sins of the flesh, their erotic nightmares, their sensual pleasures…it would be bliss.

"Master?" said a monotone voice that broke his daydreams of the future. "We can't do that."

"And why not?"
"The Medusa cannot be that powerful. Who knows what it could do to the ones that it affects? Remember when we were just testing it out? We still have the statues of those around the lab! The same thing could happen if we changed it anymore than we already have."

"They turned out fine the last time. The floorshow was superb. We could get everyone like that-"

"No Frank! If we change the medusa-"
"Don't interrupt me servant! All you have to do is make it the same…only bigger. You know proportions and all that."

"Frank-"

"Master to you."
Riff looked away, his frustration getting the better of him. Why didn't he understand that the medusa was dangerous? He was surprised that it had worked that late November evening. "Master…it's dangerous. It could affect us. We don't know what will happen."

"If you do it right…it will work."

The handyman had no choice but to do his master's bidding for the moment. He began to take apart the device under his watchful eye. As he worked he wondered how he could proportion the thing so that it didn't kill him or anyone else.


After a few touching moments Magenta pushed the little groupie back a bit and wiped away her tears. "Alright Columbia…calm down."

"I can't Mags!"
"Shhh…we're going back to Earz. We'll think of somezing to do."

"Mags? Promise me somethin'?"

"Vhat?"
"Promise that if you and Riffy make up a plan…that I'll know about it?"
"Yes…yes dear. You can know."
"I won't tell. I won't! Frankie's been different, oh but please don't hurt him!"

Magenta just pulled her close, kissing her on her head to try and soothe her. The reason she didn't say anything was because she couldn't promise that, not with her brother's temper as the factor.

"Columbia dear…trust Riff. He vants vhat's best. Shhh…Now dear…you vant to help us right? Zen you must let me out."

"But Frankie! He'll know and…and what if he.."

"Shh…okay, I'll stay down here. You go up there and tell Riff about it. Frank still trusts you, so hopefully you can be alone wiz him. Now, go."

Columbia nodded and kissed Magenta before scurrying to the lift. Magenta watched as the girl went up. Hopefully zis will work. We may not be going back to Transylvania, but maybe ve'll be in some kind of peace…hopefully.