A/N: Hoopla everyone! I do hope you are all still enjoying the story, I am aware that I've made Magenta a little soft when it comes to Collie but it's just how I see them being. I also realize the time jumping might be a little confusing but it saved me and you readers the trouble of little mini chapters so please forgive me. Once again as much as I would love to I do not own Rocky Horror or the characters the darling Richard O'Brien owns all.
-VI-
"Ah ha there you are."
Magenta quickly gathered the few things she wanted to keep out of the box into a pile and tucked the rest back into the box closing it before shoving it back in the corner. Getting to her feet Magenta held the objects close and hurried back to her's and Columbia's shared room glancing around to be sure Frank wasn't hiding in the shadows. Once in the room she looked around for the groupie but only found both bed's abandoned, the little couch unoccupied and a magazine tossed to the floor then she heard the shower running making her relax a little.
Quietly she went over to her own bed and set a brown teddy bear up against the pillows looking it over for the first time since she had grabbed it from Laura's apartment. It wore a purple sequined jacket, a black sequined tie, a sparkly purple top hat with a silver bow and a pair of sparkly silver shorts. The soft fur was a light caramel brown and a little matted in places, the eyes were made from two shiny black buttons and on the bottom of the right foot there was a little pink heart with the date June 25, 1952 sewn over the fur.
After gently fixing the top hat so it was on straight Magenta set the other item on the bed. A pair of blue and white striped pajamas, they looked a little big for the groupie but they were long and would help keep out the chill that often filled the castle at night. Nodding once satisfied with her work Magenta went to the bathroom door and opened it enough to peek in smiling as she heard Columbia singing to herself. Smirking the domestic slipped inside and began to disrobe waiting for just the right time to join the singing as she watched the groupie's silhouette, growing impatient Magenta waited until the girl's back was turned then slipped into the shower wrapping her arms around her waist causing the drawn out note to turn into a high squeal that made the domestic laugh.
Columbia heard the familiar laugh and relaxed a little putting her hand over her heart.
"Geez Genta don't do that! You coulda gave me a heart attack."
Magenta rolled her eyes but smiled placing her hands on the groupie's waist.
"Scoot I've got more hair to wash then you."
Columbia rolled her eyes but switched her sides. After the shower Columbia wrapped her towel around herself and went to the bedroom to look for pajamas as Magenta tried to dry her hair so it was damp but silently listened for the groupie's reaction to the objects on the bed. After a moment the door opened and Columbia looked in confused.
"Where'd these pajamas come from?"
Magenta raised her own eyebrow as she pulled on her royal purple negligee.
"What do you mean where did they come from they're yours."
Columbia's brows knitted together.
"I don't remember ever seeing them."
Magenta rolled her eyes walking to the girl and then past her to plug in the hair dryer and sit on the couch.
"Because I just found them yesterday, they were one of the outfits you brought when Frank brought you here."
Columbia went over to the bed and picked up the pajamas and looked them over, they looked a little worse for wear with a whole in the shoulder and a button missing but nevertheless she shrugged and pulled them on. Once dressed she grabbed the teddy bear and joined her friend on the couch grabbing the magazine from the floor despite having read it a hundred times before.
"You don't recognize your own clothes get you know that thing?"
The domestic pointed to the teddy bear with the hair drier sending a wave of warm air over the groupie making her shudder.
"Well yeah why wouldn't I? I've had him since I was a kid."
Magenta made a humming noise switching off the dryer and setting it in her lap keeping her eyes on the girl across from her.
"What? Do I have something on my face?"
Magenta was about to say no before a smirk crossed her lips as a wicked idea came to her mind. She got onto her knees on the couch letting the dryer fall to the floor as she moved to straddle the groupie's waist leaning down so her lips brushed her cheek.
"You've got a spot of lipstick."
Columbia blushed swallowing thickly knowing already where this little game was going.
"W-where?"
Magenta's smirk grew as she kissed the corner of her mouth leaving a pale red lipstick mark.
"Right there."
Feeling Magenta's lips so close to her own Columbia made a small whining noise at losing the contact making the domestic smirk and kiss the other side of her mouth.
"And there."
Before Columbia could respond Magenta covered her lips with her own purring as the girl wised up and tangled her fingers in her hair holding her in place deepening the kiss making Magenta moan against her lips.
November 28, 1975. After 6 months of being put on the back burner of Frank's mind, except for the occasional tension relieving fling, Columbia found herself learning to adapt to life without him. Her days were spent helping Magenta cook and clean or tap dancing while her nights were either spent having a little "girl time" with Magenta or reading magazines alone when Magenta would spend the night with Riff. Over the six months Columbia had began having weird dreams about a girl that looked almost exactly like her but with long brown hair, slightly tanned skin and a less squeaky voice as well as other people but mostly a little girl with brown hair and eyes that always looked up to her.
That morning, or was it night it was still dark out, Columbia found herself waking up screaming with tears running down her cheeks as it felt like her breathing was being cut off. As she jolted upright Magenta made a yelping sound as she slipped off the bed startled before leering over the edge at her.
"What the hell was that about Collie?! Screaming bloody murder at 3 in the morning."
Columbia just looked at her for a long moment steadying her breathing before looking down at the blanket over her.
"Bad dream again."
Magenta's eyes softened as she stood up and got back into bed wrapping an arm around the groupie's shoulders pulling her close.
"What was it this time?"
Columbia closed her eyes taking a deep breath like she hadn't had one in awhile.
"I was this girl, she looked exactly like me but her hair was brown and longer and her voice didn't squeak and she wasn't as pale, and this man was about ready to hit this little girl until I pushed him out of the way blocking his way to the child. He got back up and called me some name I can't remember and grabbed me by the throat so hard I couldn't breath and started punching me."
Magenta stayed quiet for a long moment choosing her words carefully before she rubbed the groupie's back.
"It was only a dream Collie, no one's going to do that to you here...well at least me and Riff won't and I won't let Frank even try."
Columbia lifted her eyes to meet Magenta's looking a little disbelieving.
"You'd do that? Keep me from Frankie's outbursts?"
Magenta sighed laying back down and pulling the groupie down with her staying silent as she let the girl get settled.
"Of course I would, I may not be all that open about my emotions but you're the only friend I've had besides Riff and I'm not going to let that pantie wearing bastard ruin you."
Magenta felt her heart race in her chest surprised she'd let herself say those words out loud but after not getting an answer she looked down and found Columbia sound asleep on her chest. She smiled running her fingers through the strawberry red-pink hair.
"I'll keep the bad dreams away."
After whispering the words Magenta let herself slip back to sleep holding Columbia close. Later in the morning Magenta was woken from her sleep by someone kissing her shoulder, for a moment her sleep riddled mind thought it was Columbia making her groan and turn her head away trying to fall back asleep until the lips found her ear and her brother's voice reached her.
"Wake up darling, we have work we need to do."
Magenta opened her eyes before turning to face her brother smiling slightly as she ran her fingers down his jaw and giggling a little as he closed his eyes leaning into her touch. After a moment of just watching her brother as she traced his jaw Magenta realized the room was entirely too quiet, void of her roommates normal snoring, making her look around and Riff open his eyes.
"She's already awake, I woke her first so she could get ready."
Magenta's brows knitted together as she met Riff's sapphire eyes.
"I thought we weren't going to the church any longer now that Frank has his creature."
Riff gently took her hand from his cheek and kissed the palm before standing from his place on the bed beside her helping her up.
"We weren't but Frank has decided he wants to liven up the evening by having human visitors present."
Magenta rolled her eyes crossing her arms but her heart wasn't completely in it as Riff pulled her into his arms.
"I want to go home, I'm sick of this planet I long for the moon drenched shores of Transexual brother."
Riff gave her a gentle squeeze.
"Soon my beautiful sister, before the night is through we shall begin our journey back to our planet."
Magenta smiled purring a little as he kissed her shoulder and neck. Suddenly the door opened making Magenta jump a little but relaxed seeing Columbia dressed in her spinster dress working to place the black wig over her hair.
"We get to sit through a wedding, just lovely, it's freezing out and Frank is making us stand around for a wedding."
Magenta rolled her eyes kissing her brother's cheek before moving from his hold and going to Columbia's side grabbing the wig and pins from her expertly pinning the dark wig over her red-pink hair making the groupie smile thankfully.
"At least it's only a wedding, we get to hide in the back until it's over."
Columbia nodded as she began removing her makeup unaware of the domestic watching as the layers of makeup washed away to reveal more natural beauty. Looking out of the corner of her eye Columbia raised an eyebrow.
"Umm Genta why are you staring at me?"
Magenta blushed faintly crossing her arms and turning away.
"I wasn't staring."
Columbia laughed at her defensive tone and smirked but went back to putting on just enough blush she didn't look sickly pale and a lightly flushed skin color lipstick before looking back at Magenta.
"I'm going to start breakfast so you can get ready,"
She paused looking at Riff who, as normal, was at his sister's side messing with her curls untangling them so they could be put up and hid under her blonde wig giving her a slightly cold look.
"Don't take too long, we only have an hour before Frank wakes up."
Another flush covered Magenta's cheeks but this time she rolled her eyes watching as the groupie left the room closing the door behind her. Columbia made her way down to the kitchen and started making breakfast, by the time Magenta and Riff came into the kitchen, both now dressed in their American Gothic caretaker outfits, the groupie was sitting on the counter eating her second waffle. An hour seemed to pass as quick as a minute as the trio sat in the kitchen talking when Frank came in dressed in his preacher's outfit, his makeup wiped clean off and his normally curly hair slicked back with what Columbia guessed was about a half a bottle of gel.
Frank looked at the trio his eyes pausing to linger on Columbia as she paused in filing her nails looking at him. After a long moment of silence he looked at the siblings and narrowed his eyes slightly upon seeing they were looking at the table rather than him.
"What are you all just sitting here for? Let's get a move on! Those humans aren't going to bring themselves here!"
After sharing a look the siblings stood and left the kitchen followed closely by Columbia who kept her eyes on her boring black shoes despite feeling Frank's eyes on her. Once outside Columbia got in the bed of the pickup with Magenta while Riff force and Frank sat in the passenger seat. The ride to the church was silent giving Columbia the chance to think, as of late she'd been dwelling on these nightmares she'd been having trying to find where they steamed from. She glanced at Frank through the small window, he'd been so busy with his creature that he hadn't even bothered with her more than once a week, not that she cared or so she told herself Magenta said something awhile ago about Stockholm Syndrome but she just pushed it off.
When they arrived at the church Riff parked the truck out of sight then helped the girls out of the bed of the truck delaying having to follow Frank into the building if even for a few moments. When they all did enter the church they found Frank talking to a pair of people, an older man with slightly greying black hair wearing a nicely made suit and a women with clearly dyed brown hair wearing a pastel pink dress and matching shoes, allowing them to slip into the back room of the church unseen.
After about an hour the church was full and the trio was sitting in the back room, the siblings sitting on the stairs that lead to the bell tower and the groupie sitting on the bench bored senseless after having slipped out and sufficiently lowered the air pressure in the tire of a random car parked outside as she messed with a rag, until finally the wedding ended and everyone cleared out. Columbia stayed inside the church acting as though she were cleaning the pews while Riff and Magenta followed Frank out to the front of the church with the crowd. After some commotion of screaming and cheering women things quieted down until Riff and Magenta came in standing on either side of the door way acting as though they were cleaning the fake flowers, Columbia was about to ask what they were doing when a girl with blonde hair and a pastel purple dress rushed in looking at a ring on her finger singing.
Resisting the urge to groan and roll her eyes Columbia scooted over in the pew letting Magenta and Riff sit beside her like they were helping polish the wood before they all got up and moved back to the back room bringing out a little coffin, Columbia didn't want to think what such a small coffin was for but she guessed it was empty by how little it weighed, and setting it out then watching as the couple finished their little song and kissed each other before leaving smiling like fools. Magenta waited until the church doors shut before she looked at Columbia taking off her wig.
"You better not have chose their car."
Columbia sighed taking off her own wig before smoothing her hair.
"I'm hopping I didn't."
Riff looked back at the girls from where he had moved to by the window before looking out the window as the couple's car left the church hard headed for town….with a low front left tire.