Disclaimer: I don't own The Rocky Horror Picture Show

A/N: Scene 5 is so short that I just added it to the same chapter as scene 6. On a random side-note, we're filming more of the pilot today (4/1/2017) and taking cast photos. I'll post some pictures of the set, plus the cast pictures I mentioned, later!

Scene 5:

(Magenta's bedroom, much later. Magenta and Riff are asleep at this point. In sneaks Columbia)

Columbia (aside): Oh, this is awkward. Let's hope they don't wake up.

(Carefully, she walks over to the bookshelf and steals the history book she'd been looking at. Then, she leaves)

Scene 6:

(The living room, late at night. Columbia is reading the alien history book)

Columbia: This is weird.

(Enter Magenta, looking very annoyed)

Magenta: What are you doing?

Columbia: You told me not to read this so I really wanted to. I think it's called the forbidden fruit effect.

Magenta:I told you not to for your own good. What's the use in me swearing to protect you when you make things worse yourself?

Columbia: Sorry.

Magenta: You probably aren't.

Columbia: I really don't mean to do anything wrong… and this book really is pretty interesting.

Magenta: Is that so?

Columbia: Is it true?

Magenta: What?

Columbia: That you're from Rome.

Magenta: Yes, we're Romans - rogue Romans.

Columbia: Then why do you hate Earth?

Magenta: It's not home. I was very happy once and now I'm here in this foreign place. And Earth has been quite foreign indeed for many centuries. Ever since that odd little monotheistic cult went all mainstream things just sort of stopped being familiar.

Columbia: What cult?

Magenta: Those funny little bastards with the martyring and the crosses and the codexes and so on.

Columbia: Do you mean Christians?

Magenta: Perhaps. They're weird, aren't they?

Columbia: My Mother really likes Jesus and bibles and all, and she's not too weird. I guess I'm more used to it than you.

Magenta: Indeed. You'd probably laugh at augury.

Columbia: What?

Magenta: people who interpret the future by watching the flight patterns of birds.

Columbia: Does sound kinda silly.

Magenta: When we figured out Warp-speed space travel we stopped believing in them, too. (Pause) Don't do anything like this again, this book-stealing. This nonsense about our Roman ancestors is trivial… yet one day you might learn something truly terrible if you read my books without my permission.

Columbia: Speaking of things that shouldn't be done again, what was up with you drugging us?

Magenta: I just wanted some time alone with my brother.

Columbia: No offense, but that's a bit gross.

Magenta: it's perfectly alright.

Columbia: It's not, honestly. But that's still not the biggest problem here. You freakin' drugged us!

Magenta: I didn't drug you.

Columbia: You tried to… and you would've succeeded if you'd given me pizza for dinner.

Magenta: Oh! You didn't eat the Dormice, did you? It's a shame - they're one of my finest recipes.

Columbia: Why dormice?

Magenta: They're one of our finest delicacies back home. I assumed everyone liked them.

Columbia: Next time you need a food everyone will like try pizza. I sure don't like dormice - and I'm glad, 'cause I would've passed out if I'd eaten them.

Magenta: The effects would've - will've? - worn off by morning.

Columbia: Are you sure?

Magenta: Of course. And I promise not to do it again, at least not up you.

Columbia: just as you promised to keep me safe?

Magenta: I have kept you safe. Are any of your internal organs missing?

Columbia: No. Well, I don't think so.

Magenta: Then I've done as I swore to. (Pause) It's time for bed. You can sleep in the dirty laundry or something. We can keep talking tomorrow morning.

Columbia: Okay…

Magenta: (Tiredly) Guten nacht…

(She leaves)

A/N: The 'Roman revelation' had been part of the plan all along. Read some of my other stuff and you'll see. It's not a joke or anything - I hate April Fools Day.

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