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Author's Note: Second last chapter! NO! I DON'T WANT IT TO END! sigh Anyway, enjoy and please review... Too sad to make a proper A/N.
The clicks of the heals on the floor of the great Furter castle were echoing unbearably as Tom, Joey, Frank, Riff Raff and Magenta made their way to the throne room where the Queen waited. Riff Raff was always two steps ahead of the group while an annoyed Frank dragged behind, not wanting to be here, not wanting to rule. Joey and Tom both looked around, absorbing the rich surroundings and watching the strangely wonderful people as they walked past, holding each others hand, Magenta just walked with a straight face.
"Do you really think I should be here?" Joey asked nervously, looking up to Magenta. She suddenly felt overwhelmed by the surroundings and felt as if her presence wasn't needed, if not just got in the way.
"Vhy shouldn't you be?" Magenta asked. Tom nodded and squeezed Joey's hand. Joey smiled at Tom the shrugged sadly.
"I don't know, I feel it's unnecessary for me to come. Maybe I should go and wait at the castley-ship thing." Magenta smiled subtly at the young girl and opened her mouth to speak when a voice from the front spoke.
"Nonsense Joey," Riff Raff said, not looking back. "You're obviously involved deeply with Prince Tom-"
"Just Tom." Tom interrupted. There was a small groan from Riff Raff.
"Tom, sorry," Riff Raff continued, "So if that's not a reason for you to be involved in what happens to Tom and his fathers life then I don't know what is."
"Plus," The voice came from behind this time. "My mother will like you, you're hot."
"Frank!" Riff Raff hissed. If they weren't in the castle he would have yelled. Joey just laughed and blushed and Tom rolled his eyes, pulling Joey an inch closer to him.
"Thanks Frank." Joey giggled, looking back at him and Frank winked with a smile.
It was then that Joey noticed surrounding people staring with wide eyes at Frank, gawking at Tom or whispering to their colleague or friend about them, Joey smirked and shook her head. Stupid Transylvanians getting worked up about having their Prince, along with a new one, back when neither one of them wanted to rule.
Once they stopped at a large pair of medieval looking double oak doors a man sitting at a small desk did nothing to acknowledge the group but continued scribbling in a book.
"Have you been asked here by the Queen?" He asked the General, again not looking up and with a very flat voice. He looked very youthful, about twenty.
"No." The General reply just as flat but that was to be expected from him. "But she will want to see us." Again the boy did not look up.
"Fine!" He snapped, turning a page in his book. "I will need your names. I need to keep a record of who comes in here." Riff turned around and raised an eyebrow at Magenta who shook who head at him. Joey guessed that Riff must have usually just been let in so this was annoying to those two. If the boy looked up he would have seen Frank too, then he would have let them in straight away. Riff Raff turned back to the boy and listed the names anyway.
"General Riff Raff," He began, "My sister Magenta, Joey..." He turned to Joey.
"Hall." She said, he smiled and nodded.
"Hall," He repeated, "Tom... Majors?" He turned around to look at Tom who nodded. "And Frank N. Furter." At that name the boy shot up and gaped at Frank who smiled at the boy in a pleased way.
"How do you do?" He said in his seductive voice. "Be a delight and enough of this formal business and let us in." The boy, still gaping nodded and let the group pass.
When they entered the room there was a rather large woman with thick black curly hair to her shoulders and looks that only the old Hollywood stars possessed. She was sitting on a throne three times larger then your average throne and just as much more encrusted with wonderful looking jewels, found only in Transsexual.
Riff Raff and Magenta kneeled down once they neared the throne, Tom followed suit, Frank and Joey didn't, of course Frank didn't have to.
"What are you doing?" Tom whispered to Joey. "You're suppose to bow!" Joey scoffed.
"I grew up on Earth, she's not my Queen!" The Queen appeared to hear her as she was staring right at Joey with a great glare.
"Riff Raff." Her strong, firm but feminine voice came fiercely, she still did not take her eyes off Joey. "Who is this girl?" Riff Raff slowly got up and glanced at Joey then looked back to the Queens.
"She's my... our... She's Magenta's and my daughter, Joey, your highness." The Queens eyes widen as she looked at Riff Raff with disgust then glanced back at Joey.
"I should have known!" She scoffed, "Rude, disrespectful and a bit strange looking. She's you all over."
"That's not fair, Mother!" Frank said, "She's a gorgeous woman!" Again the Queen's eyes widened as she looked at Frank.
"Frankie?" she whispered, "Frankie?" Louder. He nodded and smiled. "MY BOY!" The Queen squealed. "You've come back to me!" Frank laughed and nodded.
"And I brought my son." Her eyes flicked over to Tom and the already wide smile widened as she bared her yellow teeth.
"This is Tom, the boy you spoke of?" Riff Raff nodded at her.
"Oh this is great!" She squealed. "My boys are home and now I can pass knowing the throne will remain to the Furter family." An awkward silence followed that sentence as the group of five exchanged looks.
"There's a problem there Mother." Frank said in a quite voice, showing a slight fear for his Mother. Her smiled faded as she looked over to her newly revived son. "I don't want to be King. I'm quite happy being the carefree, irresistible and loose Prince, you must understand what I'm saying." Everyone looked at the Queen, waiting for her response. She smiled sadly and nodded.
"I understand, Frankie, my boy. Being the next inline is always so much more fun then ruling."
"I'd prefer to rule." Joey muttered and Riff Raff nodded at her. Frank smiled at his rather large mother.
"Thanks, Mummy." He muttered. Joey and Tom covered up laughs that were coming out of their throats.
"It's quite alright my son." She said, "Tom can just rule once he turns eighteen."
"No!" Joey yelled. The Queen looked over at her, with everyone else, and her eyes narrowed.
"I beg your pardon?!" She almost yelled.
"Tom doesn't want to rule." Joey said. "He was brought up on Earth as a normal Earthling child. You can't force him to rule, your highness." A silence for a moment as everyone stared at Joey. The Queen went to speak but cut off by Tom.
"No." He muttered. "I like this place. I'll become king."
"What?" Joey whispered.
"Yeah, I think I can do it, but not alone." He looked at Joey and smiled, taking her hand in his. "I'll do it if you help me Joey." His voice was calm and soft. Joey's brow furrowed as she looked into the prince's eyes.
"What are you saying, Tom?" She asked just as soft as him. Tom smiled sweetly and laughed a little, very quietly.
"I want you to be my Queen." Joey stopped breathing as her world stood still. She didn't even hear the gasp that came from Magenta or the look that Riff Raff and Frank exchanged. Nor did she see Magenta grasp tightly to Riff's hand in anticipation and excitement or the Queen grab hold of her throne and lean forward, not looking as she agreed with the idea. All Joey did was stare into Tom's wonderfully hazel eyes, searching every inch of them before a smile crept onto her face.
"I would love to be your Queen." She said with a laugh. "Nothing would make me happier." Tom laughed and hugged Joey as hard as he could for as long as he could and at the same time they held each other in a kiss. Magenta let out a sigh of relief and hugged Riff Raff, glad her daughter had said yes. Frank walked over to Riff Raff and Magenta and after they finished embracing spoke to them.
"Looks like we're going to be family." He said with a tone of disgust. Riff Raff nodded coldly. "Why don't we try to get along, for them?" Riff Raff looked at Magenta then the faint sign of a smile crept onto his face as he nodded.
"Sure." He said.
"I have a condition of my own." Joey, who was still in Tom's arms, said. The Queen looked at her silently. "My dear Riff gets a promotion and he will be our guide... helper... whatever you want to call it." Tom smiled and nodded at the Queen. The colour drained out of Riff's face as he glanced over to the Queen, Frank looked over to her too, smiling and folding his arms. The Queen nodded and sighed.
"Fine." She spoke gesturing away with her paw. "Transylvania needs a Queen anyway and since his blood will be in the family Riff Raff might as well have a high position." Joey and Tom looked at each other, grinned, and kissed again. Riff Raff, himself, smiled and hugged Magenta again.
"General." The Queens voice came again.
"Yes, my silk stocking." Riff said enthusiastically, bowing.
"Go take Tom and... your child... pick out an engagement ring."
"It will be my pleasure, my Queen." He said. Turning to Magenta he said, "Would my darling sister like to come?"
"Of course." She said, nodding.
"Hey," Frank whined. "You can't go without me!" Rolling his eyes, Riff Raff lead the way out of the castle and to the finest jewellery shop in the galaxy.