A/N: Sorry this took so long! Life gets in the way of everything. So, tell me if you like it, and perhaps another chapter shall appear soon...
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"Magenta. Magenta!"
She groaned and shifted in her sleep, but did not awaken.
Riff Raff sighed. It was always impossible to get Magenta up, even on her birthday.
"Magenta, you're still not ready, and there're only a few hours left until the party."
This caught her attention. Her eyes opened just a fraction, and she said thickly, "What party?"
"Your party, love. It's your birthday."
Magenta sprung up. "What? I have so much to do!" She immediately leapt out of bed and made a beeline for the door, apparently forgetting she was naked.
"Magenta!" Riff caught her smoothly by the shoulder. "Although you'll hear no objections from me, I don't think the rest of the Transylvania would like it very much if you ran around naked."
Magenta grinned. "Of course," she said. She slipped on the sheer black robe Riff Raff handed her and dashed out the door.
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"Ready, Riff?" she called from behind the dressing-room curtain.
"As always."
She shoved the curtain aside to reveal her new outfit.
Riff Raff inhaled sharply. "Oh, my beautiful sister…"
She wore a skin-tight, silky mini-dress of midnight blue. It came down to about mid-thigh, and was slit up on both sides to the hip. Magenta had also achieved the impossible and forced her untameable hair into a ponytail on top of her head. In short, she was ravishing.
With a shameless giggle, she threw herself into her brother's arms. He began to nibble on her neck, but she stopped him.
"I don't want to have to get dressed all over again," she said provocatively.
The clock on their wall struck ten. It was time for the party to begin.
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The moment he saw the birthday girl, he knew he had to have her.
She was bubbly, mysterious, and very fuckable, if he did say so himself. She glided around, greeting all her guests, laughing when her gaunt, hunchbacked brother whispered something in her ear. What a treasure. She…yes, she would work very nicely. She would be his wife.