-1"Magenta," Frank murmured, "Do you think it was a mistake, taking his memories and incorporating them into the girl's own mind?" He sighed, gazing at Columbia's still figure. Her chest rose and fell slowly, but Frank couldn't help feeling apprehensive. He didn't feel responsible; it was the girl's own fault for being so drawn to him, he'd had to do it, to make sure she didn't get upset or freaked out. She was an experiment, nothing more, but he'd be terribly upset if the experiment failed.

Magenta regarded the girl silently. The girl had a certain charm, but Magenta had to wonder if it was really necessary for Frank to have picked her up. "Von't she have family looking for her?" she wondered aloud. "Perhaps she has a brother who vas vaiting for her to come home, who is now sick vith vorry because she is not home…?"

Frank shook his head. "No matter. If she does, he will come looking for her, and then…" He smiled slightly. "We shall have to host the touching family reunion." Waving a hand, he dismissed Magenta. "I'm busy now. Go…do something."

The domestic stalked out of the room, leaving Frank alone with the girl. He took something out of a hidden pocket, something silver and shaped almost like a knife. Tossing it in the air a few times, he grinned and then stopped to examine the material he'd picked up for the next rearrangement.

Riff Raff wouldn't be pleased, but then…Riff Raff didn't have to know. One by one Frank had been taking Riff's most precious memories of the two of them, leaving only a shadow in Riff's mind, and those memories had been given to the girl, instead. If the experiment failed, it was simply a matter of returning the memories to Riff Raff, with no harm done. Riff's mind wouldn't reject the memories the way this girl's mind had been doing.

It was difficult to do this sort of thing. Minds had a way of behaving oddly at times. But…he felt that this girl would be a success. Gently he placed the Transferal Beam to Columbia's head, and he pressed the button that would make the change complete. He had created the perfect groupie. He smiled with pride as the girl opened her eyes and looked up into his.

"Frankie!" she squealed, the way Riff used to do when they were younger. Success.

"How does your head feel, love?" he asked.

"Perfect," Columbia replied. My memory is back, Frankie! Oh, Frankie…I'm so glad I had you here to take care of me."

Frank's smile grew. This went beyond success. This proved that he had the knowledge to create something new…this was the perfect first step toward his next big project, the creation of…something. But for now, he thought, he would enjoy Columbia's company until something better came along.

He put his arm around her shoulders and said, "I think we ought to celebrate." She giggled and threw her arms around his waist. "I think," he continued, "We ought to move the celebrations to my room."

She squealed as he picked her up and carried her out of the lab. He just loved success.

Well...here it is, the end of Time Warped, the very first Rocky Horror fanfic I ever began to write. (Though oddly enough, not the first I ever posted on Odd how these things work.) Oh, and just to let you all know, the Christmas Special is coming along very, very nicely. In fact, I may just upload the first chapter tonight! Or not...we'll see! Review please? I'll give you cookies!!!