A/N Sorry for long wait. I had writer's block, AND I've been busy with school work. :( Anyway, LAST CHAPTER! YAY! :D

Even though Columbia no longer showed any signs of being sick, Frank made sure to stay at least three feet away from the groupie at all times. This irritated her more than anything else. It irritated her more than the fact that Magenta was still forcing her to eat soup every day, or the fact that Riff Raff would not rest until she had taken medicine for her cough.

"Frankie, I swear I'm not *cough cough* sick anymore!" Columbia insisted. Frank ran over and hid behind Magenta in the kitchen. The domestic rolled her eyes, and Columbia stomped over with a look of pure anger on her face. "Frank, I kissed you! And you're FINE!" she snapped. "If I were sick, you'd be sick too!" To prove her point, she grabbed Frank and kissed him again. He cried out, terrified.

"I'm gonna die!" he screamed in a very melodramatic tone. Magenta rolled her eyes once more. She shook her head.

"Master, even if Columbia was still sick, it was just a cold. Don't be so worried. The worst that would happen is you would cough a bit, and maybe have a headache. Calm down." she said, her voice gentler than it should have been. As much as she hated to admit it, the domestic just could not yell at Frank in front of his groupie.

Columbia nodded, smiling. "Yeah, Frankie, 'Genta's right – even if I was still sick, you wouldn't get too sick from me at *cough cough* all!"

"But you still have a cough!" gasped Frank, pointing. He ran and hid behind Magenta once more. The domestic decided that she really did not want to get involved, so she grabbed Columbia by the hand and Frank by the arm and dragged them both out of the kitchen.

"Sorry, Collie, but I've got to make dinner. See ya later." she said tersely before slamming the kitchen door in their faces. Columbia folded her arms angrily.

Frank just stood at the door, looking shocked and angry. Finally, he spoke, his voice angrier than before. "Magenta, let me back in that kitchen! You have absolutely no right to kick the Prince of Tranylvania out of his-"

"Shut up, Your Royal Highness." snapped Magenta from the kitchen. Suddenly, the pair heard the lock click, and Frank and Columbia realized Magenta had just locked them out. Columbia growled and kicked the door. She suddenly squealed in pain.

"My foot!" she cried. Frank had to hold his breath to stop himself from laughing. He bent down to look at Columbia's foot.

"Are you okay?" he asked. Columbia shrugged.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just…" she paused. "…the door was harder than it looked…"

XXX

Dinner was homemade pizza, which was pretty good. However, Columbia did not eat much. Riff Raff and Magenta could immediately tell that this meant something was wrong, because usually Columbia loved pizza. While Magenta and Frank had a very heated conversation over teleportation, Riff Raff walked over to Columbia. He tapped her on the shoulder to get her attention, and the girl turned to look at the handyman.

"What do you want, Riff?" asked the groupie with a small sigh. She looked at the ground, and as she did so the mouse ears she was wearing fell off of her head and onto her lap. Riff Raff raised an eyebrow.

"Columbia, what's the matter?" he asked her. Columbia blushed.

"N- Nothing…" muttered Columbia. Riff gave her a "oh, really?" look, and the groupie chuckled awkwardly. "I don't want Frankie to avoid me." she whimpered. "And… and he's worried I'll *cough cough* get him sick…"

Riff Raff sighed, rolling his eyes. Of course she was thinking about Frank. He shook his head. "Columbia, cheer up. You're already much better, and in a few more days you'll be completely healed." Columbia smiled at these words, and admittedly felt much better.

"Oh crap!" Magenta suddenly cried out, covering her mouth. Frank stood up and backed away from the domestic, looking terrified. Columbia and Riff exchanged confused looks. Magenta swallowed fearfully. "I… just… er… I just coughed…" she muttered.

Riff Raff gasped in surprise. "Are you sure you didn't just… er… get something in your throat."

Magenta nodded grimly. "I'm *cough cough* sure *cough cough*." The domestic swallowed worriedly again. "Oh crap, my cough is *cough cough* even worse than I *cough cough* thought!" she sighed. "I'm gonna *cough cough* go to bed." she mumbled. With these words, and one more cough, the domestic stomped away. Riff Raff watched, looking just as scared.

"If Magenta's sick, I'm sick too." he said angrily. Frank and Columbia both knew this was true. There was no way Magenta could have cough a cold without giving it to Riff. Frank ran and hid behind Columbia.

"There's no one I can trust around here! You're all infected!" he screamed. He ran and hid behind a chair. Columbia could not help but giggle. Riff Raff growled and walked away too, leaving Frank and Columbia alone.

"We better take care of them." stated Columbia. Frank shook his head desperately.

"We? Heck no! You take care of them!" he replied. With these words, the prince ran off, leaving Columbia alone. However, she was not angry with him. As a matter of a fact, she could not help but smile as she began walking up the stairs to Magenta's room, ready for a long week.

-End

A/N LOL, there you go! It's done! I'm not sure what I'll write now. I guess I'll work on my fan fics for other communities (ex. Spyro the Dragon) with the occasional RHPS one shot. I dunno. But PLEASE expect more Rocky Horror from me. I have quite a few ideas for future oneshots, and I'd love for people to read them!

Also, please leave a review on this story if you like it!

And I have no editor, so sorry if there are a billion mistakes xP

I hope you enjoyed my fan fic! I love you all! :D