A/N: Wow. This chapter turned out a bit different then I planned. But, in a good way. I like how it turned out. Tis the longest chapter thus far. Enjoy.

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I was always a good pick-pocket. It was night when I'd usually do my task. Oh, I stole from the richest Transylvianians in this part of Transylvania. And no one could catch me, let alone even notice me. So, I strolled the streets looking for my next victim. My eyes meet one of the fattest pockets on one of the fattest butts. An easily, scary target, but it'll have to do. We needed the money right now. The big, old broad bent over to gaze at some fancy dresses that would never in a million years fit her, then I make my move. This was far too easy. I walk casually by and pick the fat wallet right out of the pocket. What next? I just trot off, completely unseen.

I rush to a nearby store and spend 'Ghetto Boodie's' cash on groceries and a small gift for the one I'm running home to. We were orphans, my sister and I. And I, being the man, was the provider and protector. If anything harmed my sister, I would harm them back. I was close to home, now. Once I was near the corner I turned in it.

"Ma-" I began to call, but the scene in front of me made my voice go silent.

Three kids were surrounding my sister with clubs in their hand. She looked unharmed but one could never be too sure. All of the males looked at me.

"Hey, who are you?" Their, what I assume to be, ring leader snorted.

"Brother!" I hear Magenta scream and it bothered me.

Two of them started walking toward me, "We gonna bash your brains in, ugly!" The leader coughed.

I scanned my surroundings. What could I use as a weapon? Luckily, just in arm's reach, a crow bar lay on the pavement. I pick it up and the two boys decided to bolt at me. I dodge both blows from the clubs, cutting through them. Swiftly, I send the steel bar to the back of the leader's skull. He dropped like a fly. I heard his buddy panicking behind me, but do not concern him. At this moment, I am more focused on the bastard, still by my sister. I side step, avoiding his club, and hit his temple. He collapsed just as easy as the first cur. I turned to the last of the dogs and this one's face was too priceless to even start describing. Oh, how afraid of me he was!

"Take these lowly creatures out of me sight." I hissed, "And if I see your faces ever again, you'll be dead."

The kid, in no time, helped his friends up and rushed off. I heard him bark back at me, "You fucked with us and you've fucked with Daemon-Furter!"

Daemon-Furter. A popular gang on these streets, a pack of wolves they are. I didn't care at the moment. I gazed down at Magenta, burring her head, in fetal position. I tossed the bar to the side and kneel down to her level.

"They are all gone now, Magenta. They won't be back for a while." I comforted her.

My sister peeked up at me, still shaking.

"They are all gone?" she questioned.

"Yes," My hand meets the side of her cold cheek, "All gone."

I'm surprised to feel warm beads of tears touch my skin. The thought of her crying almost made me do the same. Suddenly, she tackled me. Well, it was more of an embrace and I fell over.

She buried her head in my shoulders, "Promise you won't leave me alone that long ever again."

I always tried not to be longer then thirty minutes and she usually hides in our house, but she waited outside today. And she was scared.

"Please, Riff Raff, I want to come with you." Magenta begged.

I didn't want to bring her. She would distract me, but now the gang is part of my concern too. I gave in, like I always did.

"Yes, you can come along, I guess." I sighed.

Her eyes lit up and a grin grew on her face. She kissed my cheek.

"Thank you Brother!" She nuzzled against my neck.

My arm wrapped around her, "And I promise, I will never leave you."

"You're the best Riff Raff…" She whispered in my ear.

Ding-Dong. It was noon.

Riff Raff awoke from his memory. He looked around the room. They were still in the Throne room. Riff panicked and noticed Magenta, sound asleep, cuddled next to him. He smiled. They were still together and safe. Riff raff ran his fingers through his sister's hair. Its color was such a rich and vibrant red. Riff loved the color and the curls. She had the most beautiful hair he had ever seen. His eyes lowered to her face. What a lovely face structure! And her neck, just as great. Now, his eyes ventured lower, following every curve down to her legs. His free hand pets her shin. Even with the fishnet stockings on, her legs were as smooth as ever.

The sound of heels startled him. Frank was coming and he had to act fast. He grabbed Magenta's shoulder and shook her slightly.

"Sister, wake up." Riff whispered.

Magenta groaned.

"Magenta!"

She woke. "What is it brother?"

"Frank is on his way, right now." Riff Raff said, sitting up.

He helped his sister up. Frank's heels grew louder. Magenta followed her brother out of the room.

"Where to?" Magenta whispered.

"My room for now." Riff answered.

Frank marched in the Throne room with Rocky, as angry as ever.

"What is your problem?" Frank snarled.

Rocky frowned and walked away. Frank dashed in front of him, blocking Rocky from stepping forward.

"You are not going anywhere until you tell me what is up your ass!" Frank snapped.

Rocky glared once Frank realized the humor in what he had just said.

"You!" Rocky yelled.

Frank flinched. Rocky never yelled at him before. Then, Frank became angry again.

"Me?" Frank stepped forward, "You are mad at me?" The tone in Frank's voice caused Rocky to step back now.

"Why am I your pr-"

"No!" Rocky snapped back.

"No?" Frank was right up in his creation's face.

Rocky hesitated, but then it came out, "Love."

Frank was thrown by his response. Rocky pointed at himself and to Frank.

"You love me, Rocky?" Frank voice was calm.

Rocky nodded quickly, a stupid grin on his face.

"Well," Frank tackled and pinned Rocky to the ground, "I love you too."

Apparently, Frank had a totally different definition of love then how Rocky was taught through Columbia and Magenta. He always enjoyed hearing how much Columbia loved Eddie. The way the two girls described love to Rocky was the way he felt for Frank. Not just this crazy lust.

So, Rocky let Frank have his way with him. As long as Frank was happy, Rocky was happy.

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Columbia sat and waited in her room. He was late, which worried her. Maybe Frank got him. No. She couldn't think that. Eddie was okay. That thought kept repeating. He's okay.

"Sorry to keep you waitin' baby!" Eddie came in through a secret door that Columbia made especially for him. Columbia hugged him.

The air was already filled with sexual tension, so, what better a thing to do than to have sex? Still, Columbia was worried for the safety of her love, but right now she was too distracted on making Eddie scream her name.

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Riff Raff and Magenta remanded in Riff's room all the while.

"The house is so quiet." Magenta commented.

"Everyone is probably pre-occupied with making love." Riff Raff assumed.

They were lying side by side on his bed, starring at the ceiling.

"Love making?" Magenta snorted, "Maybe Eddie and Columbia, but not Frank. With him it's just pure fucking. No emotion. Just rough fucking."

Riff laughed, "You're right."

They both chuckled and sighed. There was a short silence before anyone spoke.

"No loving or fucking for us, eh sister?" Riff snickered.

"None what so ever!" Magenta yelled, arms outstretched, at the sky laughing at the two of them. She turned the opposite direction of him, "None at all."

Magenta was startled that a pair of arms constricted her waist, now. Magenta giggled maliciously, as did her brother whose lips were at the top of her ear. He bit it hard enough to get a pleasurable noise from her, but not enough to hurt her too much.

Riff, slowly, unwrapped his arm and guided his finger downward. Past devilishly wonderful hips and to her stunning thigh.

His touch drove her mad and so did his soft, excited chuckle he made. She made another pleased noise, which tempted Riff Raff to move inward with his hand. Without any thought he inched his way back up to her upper thigh and inward. Riff Raff stopped before he got too close to his destination. Magenta was still. At that time they were aware at what was about to happen.

Riff took both arms off of his sister and let go of her ear. He rolled to the edge of his bed, not facing Magenta. Riff Raff felt wrong taking advantage of his sister. Yet, it felt so right. He had almost lost it and would have ended up having sex with her if he was completely lost in his infatuation with her.

Magenta felt the same as Riff Raff. The only obstacle in their way was what was right and wrong. She rolled over to her brother and wrapped her arms around his chest. Riff jumped.

"I'm…sorry…" Riff Raff gulped.

Magenta kissed the top off his balding head, "Shh, I'm tired Riff Raff. Can I sleep here?"

Riff was speechless; she acted as if nothing had happened.

"Please?" Magenta asked.

This reminded him of all the times she asked for things. He couldn't refuse her.

"Of course you can." Riff Raff answered.

"Thank you, Brother." Magenta nuzzled the back of his neck.

"You have me wrapped around your little finger, you know that?" Riff Raff sighed with a smile on his face.

"Your point?" Magenta laughed.

The two of them were about to drift to sleep until Frank's voice boomed throughout the whole house, "I smell Eddie on you!"

The siblings rushed out of Riff's room and to the Lab. They saw Frank push Columbia to the floor. Magenta bolted down the stairs and stepped over her friend. Frank had already had a fist raised to strike Columbia, but he didn't want to punch Magenta.

"Move Magenta!" Frank growled.

"Don't lay another hand on her!" Magenta snapped.

"You think you have the position to talk to me like that?" Frank hissed, pushing Magenta to the ground.

Riff Raff had reached the floor and dashed in front of them. Frank was ballistic, now.

"Get. Out. Of. My. Way." Frank was so angry.

Riff Raff wanted to attack him right there and then, but he didn't want to put the girls in any more danger.

"Do you think that striking them will help you find Eddie?" Riff Raff hissed.

Frank stomped his foot.

"I hear that Eddie likes to hide out in the dinning room. Maybe you should check if he is still in there." Riff Raff suggested.

Frank fed off his lie, "I'll go see."

Once Frank was out of the room, the girls stood up. Columbia hugged Riff Raff from behind. "Thank you, Thank you, Riff!" She chirped.

"Columbia," Riff said.

"Yes?" Columbia was still squeezing the life out of him.

"I don't like to be touched." He hissed.

Columbia let go immediately. "Sorry, I forget."

Columbia grabbed Magenta's arm and started walking, "Come on! I need to tell you about Eddie and me."

They were at the top of the spiral slop and Riff could hear his sister's comment, "I don't want to hear about you rolling around in the nude with a fat man."

Riff Raff entered the lift and headed to a floor lower, where he knew Rocky would be. Sure enough, Rocky was chained up in his bed. Rocky was napping when Riff approached him. A younger Frank's voice shot through his mind, as well as a brief image.

I was thrown to the wall, nearly beaten to death, "There Riff Raff." I was shackled and cuffed to the walls. The chains gave me little movement, "Now you have front row seats to the main attraction…"

Riff Raff shook his head. He was overcome by anger and guilt. Rocky was a perfect target. Frank had no right to threaten the girls. They did nothing to him. Nothing! Riff Raff tapped Rocky's shoulder with the tip of his boot. Rocky turned to look and blinked.

"Riff?" Rocky was surprised to see him.

Riff Raff unchained him and Rocky slowly stood up.

"I don't understand why you stay with…the Master." Riff Raff had to think first. He couldn't address Frank as Frank to Rocky.

Rocky pouted.

"Why are you here?" Riff Raff walked up to Rocky and stood close to his face.

Rocky's eyes were full of confusion.

"Love." Rocky simply said.

"Love?" Riff Raff repeated in a whisper, "You love the Master?"

Rocky slowly nodded.

"He doesn't love you!" Riff shouted in Rocky's face causing Rocky to stagger back.

"Riff?" Rocky pouted more.

"Get out." Riff Raff mumbled.

"What?" Rocky was so confused.

"Get out!" Riff Raff barked.

Rocky flinched and ran away from Riff. Rocky hated being yelled at. It frightened him. Hell, Riff Raff frightened him. So, he ran outside.

Riff Raff was pleased with himself at the moment. He laughed loudly in the air. The consequences didn't come to mind, though. He just wanted to ruffle Frank's feathers. Seeing Frank in any type of negative mood only made Riff Raff happier.

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A/N: Hehehe. Hope you liked it. The next chapter is full of girl talk, crazy Frank, and…Riffy…anyway, please review!