AN: Hey guys I'm back with another chapter. I'm glad you enjoyed the last one. Once again, thanks to Alma Oakley for leaving feedback it's very much appreciated:) I wanted to clarify my version of Frank. A few people have asked which actor's version of Frank he's based on. As I mentioned way back in in the first chapter, he's based on the 1975 version of the Rocky Horror film. At the time I started this fanfic, I didn't know Rocky Horror was a stage play and multiple actors have played Frank. My version of Frank is based on Tim Curry's version but with a darker personality. So when you're picturing Frank in your mind and what he looks like, it's Tim Curry from the movie. I hope this helps answer questions about his appearance. On with the chapter.
It was nice spending time with the girls all night. We were up all night looking at the ridiculous choices in the fashion magazines. It took my mind off of being sick and what Frank did. It was early in the morning, probably around 7:00. I could tell I wasn't better yet. I was still congested. I was sweating and had chills, though they weren't nearly as bad as before, and I was extremely grateful. "Thanks for staying up with me. I really needed it after everything that's happened." "Of course, hon. It was fun for us. Mag and I haven't laughed so hard in awhile. Are you okay? You look pale and you're shaking." "Yeah. I'll live. I'm still feeling like shit from being sick. I'm really tired. This crud must be getting its second wind." "You're sweating again. We should probably check your temperature. Columbia, can you grab the thermometer please? It's in the top drawer of the sink." Magenta put her hand on my forehead. "Goodness, darling. You're burning up." Columbia gave the thermometer to Magenta and she stuck it under my tongue. It beeped after a few minutes. Magenta looked at it. "No it couldn't be this high. Columbia, am I reading this correctly?" "Yep. That's a 103 degree fever alright. It's important you stay in bed and rest. I can get some cold clothes to help with the fever while Magenta and I make breakfast." "But what about Frank?" "He told us to call him when it was ready. You shouldn't have to worry about him coming in here. Do you want us to bring you anything?" "No, thanks. I'm not hungry. I think I'm gonna try and get some sleep." "Alright. We'll she you in a bit."
It wasn't long until I began dozing off. I'm not entirely sure when I fell asleep. I was so tired. When I opened my eyes. I was laying down in some kind of...tank? It was green on the inside. Where was I? I didn't recognize this area at all. The tank or box thing I was inside of was inside of a large room. I couldn't see much outside of the walls from the tank. It looked like there were beakers of some kind. Along with books stacked on a shelf. And...jars? I began to panic. Was I dreaming? How did I get here? In order to calm myself, I took slow breaths. I heard footsteps and heels approaching where I was. My mind was so foggy I honestly don't know how I noticed. I closed my eyes. "Master, forgive me for saying this, but she's clearly very ill, and to run more tests at this time could be dangerous." "Yes, I'm well aware of that, Riff Raff. That's why I brought her in here. To see what the possible risks may be. Her temperature is high and it's showing her heart rate has increased. It's most likely due to difficulty breathing and symptoms from the Pneumonia, poor little doll. I'll make sure she's back to normal. These are all worth the risk. Though her getting sick was from luck rather than something I had planned. It's a blessing, really. Being sick made her complaint, and that mixed with the formula made the first test a success. But as I said, I want her fully aware for the next one." So he lied about not knowing about human viruses. I couldn't say I was surprised. I thought as much. Fortunately they didn't notice I was awake. The last thing I wanted was to deal with Frank while trapped in this tank. Who knows what other crazy ideas he would have had or what he would have done to me if he noticed I was awake. It probably helped I kept my eyes closed. Frank and Riff continued to talk amongst themselves but I didn't make out what they were saying. I fell asleep not long after Frank finished gloating about his success.
I woke up in the girls' room as if nothing happened. They came in soon after. "How was your nap?" They didn't know I was gone? Frank must have given them chores to do so he would have enough time to steal me from their room. I thought I should keep it to myself. I didn't want to upset them. They couldn't do anything about it anyway. "I've been sleeping okay, but I'm still so tired. I could probably sleep for three days and it still wouldn't be enough sleep." I wondered if Frank had done something while I was sleeping. I doubt it. I couldn't blame myself for thinking he may have been involved, but I couldn't prove it. Unfortunately I had to leave it as speculation for the time being. I was absolutely sure I wouldn't like what Frank was planning.
AN: As always feedback is appreciated.