Chapter four: Knowing your growing

Summary: lol big mistake people. You know in the last summary I said magenta was being cruel it was supposed to say "Magenta isn't being cruel" because she isn't, she's just making her own way, which is fair. Admittedly this story is quite a hard one to write because we all know how close Magenta and Riff are and in my story they seem to be breaking apart but I have a vague idea of how I want this, and hopefully it will suffice. (Memo to me properly check work, lol)I hope you still like it guys. My chapters, from my POV, are seriously random. I hope this one isn't too random. I'd hate for people to starting disliking it. But if you listen to there's a light while reading this, it makes proper sense. That's what I did

Magenta was going today. Riff raff hadn't come out of his room in three days, no one saw him. Violet magenta was stressing over why Magenta was leaving, Jazzy was depressed, and he loves his little princess regardless of what she had done to him. Hell knows he loses his temper far too quickly it was too bad that Magenta was on the receiving end of it though. I punished her for acting normal for once; he thought a sardonic chuckle echoing in his mind. For being normal, I found it so scary that my children were going through something natural for once I didn't want to believe it was real. Why? Why is that so hard for me to accept?

And now she was leaving. He glanced over Violet who was holding a coffee in her hands staring absent minded into space. There were tears in her eyes, her lips were quivering but she wasn't quite with it. Jazzy stared sympathetically at her and a hand of his own over hers. Violet shuddered slightly then glanced at him sideways, her head falling onto his shoulder.

Magenta creeped up the stairs making sure her parents wouldn't fire a thousand questions at her. She didn't want to leave; she wanted Riff raff and her parents. Riff raff hadn't said a word to her for over a week. She hadn't seen him at all for three days and she was starting to fret. She knew she loved him, she loved him so much that not even the mountainous guilt she felt right now could match it. Who cares she thought, if they were brother and sister, who cares if they would be looked down on. We have each other and as long as you have someone beside you for eternity the rest of the world doesn't count.

"Magenta,"

Magenta froze her eyes closing like she had been caught in the middle of a bank robbery. "Yes, dear mother?"

"Aren't you supposed to be at the space station now?"

"I couldn't do it mum. Do you want me back?"

Violet coughed back a laugh and took a couple of steps towards her daughter, tears falling mercilessly. "I didn't want you to leave in the first place."

Jazzy stepped in beside his wife and looked at Magenta quizzically.

"Forgive me father." She implored staring at the long scar on his cheek. "For I acted on impulse, and I love you a lot dad, its hard trying swallow down the guilt of betraying all you have done for me."

"Magenta, you mother and I understand fully why you would do this, you may not understand, Riff raff certainly doesn't. And we love you, ha, I struck you for doing something any other sibling would do, that is my fault."

"No, you have no faults my dear father. If you were to have one it would be me...I have to speak with Riff raff, because I love him, yes I do. And I don't know what to do about it." She looked down shyly. Violet looked incredulously at her daughter and pursed her lips. Her father looked like he had seen a flying pineapple in a leotard. "Magenta...embrace it. You're a true Transylvanian now." That was all he could muster.

"Dad, do you think our relationship will ever be the same again. I wish I could turn back time so I wouldn't have hit you, but I can't take it back can I?"

"Magenta, I don't think we can ever turn our backs on this lesson...VI, are you ok?"

"Yeah, I think."

Magenta gave them a smile and walked up to Riff raff's room, slowly opening his door. Having got inside she walked up to his bed where he was laid. He was sleeping, he hadn't changed his clothes in a while, and his hair was slightly stringy. His face was smooth and he looked older for some reason. He clutched himself protectively and though Magenta could see his face was dry, she knew this was his way of crying. Carefully she climbed onto the bed and lay next to him pulling his hair behind his ear and caressing his cheek. Riff raff wetted his lips and snuggled closer to the pillow. She placed a kiss on his forehead before placing her own on his.

"Magenta...what was that...bloke's name who...did a famous...earth painting...smiling woman." He muttered in his sleep. Magenta smiled, she remembered this.

"Leonardo davincci (knowing me its spelt wrong, lol), my dear."

"Oh yes...so it is." He replied. He suddenly coughed his eyes opened. He sat up and stared at Magenta.

"How long have you been here?""I could stay forever my Riff raff, so the answer to that question doesn't interest me."

"Why aren't you at the station?"

"I couldn't do it."

"Please make your mind up, girl." There was no malice in his voice just exasperated amusement.

"I really want to go to stage school though, seriously that place was uber cool."

"And you gave it up for me?"

"Honey, I would give up chocolate for you."

"Wow, I must be special." He mused laying his head back down. Magenta leaned over him softly.

"You certainly are." She bent her head down and kissed him, no regrets this time. Riff raff stiffened at first.

"Sister I-"

"Riff raff, it's only fair, so shut it,"

"So sorry, milady." He gratefully kissed her and it wasn't as bad as before. A few minutes later they just lay there together.

"That was a lot better than last week."

"Eh, that's because I'm a better kisser than you." Countered Magenta sing song like.

"Oh really."

"Uh huh, Evon helped me with that."

Riff raff smiled and gave her wink. "I guess I'll have to thank him for it won't I,"

"Riff...I have a boyfriend."

"Who cares. I have a girlfriend."

"WHO!?"

Riff raff laughed. "Well I wouldn't call it that precisely. We're not that serious, but she's my bitch."

"Fine then, Evons my bitch!"

Riff raff shrugged with a laugh. "Welcome to Transylvania, baby."

"So we can still have other people as well?"

"Of course, we both know who our hearts really belong to my love. But we can also have a little fun on the side."

"Sounds fine to me. Because I have two boyfriends. Yeah, I couldn't really pick between Evon and Kodi, because Evon carries my stuff for me and he's a good kisser. But Kodi is artistic and a dream boat. "

"I hope he doesn't out score me, my dear."

"Ha, by millions."

Riff raff kissed her cheek pleasantly. Magenta savoured the butterfly kisses he spread of her neck and face.

"Then again...you may have outscored Evon in the kissing section."

"Glad to hear it."

"Do you want to know what I heard, Riff?"

"Why not," his voice was muffled by her skin.

"Prince Furter will be coming to our school, weird or what."

"Eh, it's usually the middle class schools that turn out the best for royalty, my dear."

Magenta smiled while she stroked his head as it was buried in her neck. How random she thought. "OW...OW, RIFF RAFF!" she yelled indignantly. He didn't pull over though, he continued to bite her neck and decided to himself this would be their trademark kiss. She liked it really.

"You TWAT...That's hurts!" she yelled frustrated.

"Build a bridge and get over it. We both know you like it really and thank you for making me feel so cliché. I needed that." He rolled his eyes sarcastically.

Magenta went silent and just winced now and again. (MEN)

A surprisingly hard bite ensued at that point and she mimed a massive OW. "Riff if you get to put me through this when you please, I get to brush your hair!"

"Fat chance!"

She giggled evilly.

Violet and Jazzy were sat on the sofa watching a channel about cookery.

"Since when do you boil, Scrouts. There land creatures they should be grilled,"

"Hon, I'm sure the master chef knows what he's doing,"

"Excuse me Jazzy, but I have been cooking Scrouts for years."

"Yeah, and now you know why they always taste so bad."

Violet elbowed him in the stomach and he clutched his abdomen protectively.

"Hey, jay, how do you the kids are?"

"Eh, their probably fine. I'm just glad we have at least a tiny bit of sanity in this house now."

"Normality! Their turning frickin incestuous!"

"You know for someone who hates earthlings you sure do agree with their ways more than the Transylvanian ways. Half blood."

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?"

"Nothing...half blood." This time she got him lower down.