A/N: Well, a few of you asked me to do a second chapter, so here it is. I'm not sure if it's what you wanted, but it's something I wrote while I was sitting here wishing I was over at the 4711 con with all those lucky people who are. Anyway, here it is, let me know what you think :)
Azzi

Disclaimer: Yeah, so... I don't own it...but I love it anyway!

Riff Raff wasn't happy the following morning when his sister came down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He couldn't blame her though, it was his fault. If he hadn't fallen asleep then maybe she would have stayed with him that night. Magenta avoided eye contact with her brother as she let the bacon sizzle in the pan. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and felt her relax in his grip.

She sighed and turned to face him, "I'm sorry brother."

Riff Raff shook his head, "Don't be sorry, Genta. It's not your fault."

"It is though," she leaned into his chest. "I didn't have to, he didn't force me to."

Riff Raff rested his chin on the top of her curly hair, "It's my fault, I should have stayed awake longer, I should have kept my promise."

Magenta lifted her head, gently kissing his lips, "It's not your fault Riff."

"And it's not your fault either," he reassured her, returning her kiss with one of his own.

There was a sudden loud bang as the kitchen door opened, crashing into the wall. The siblings sprung apart. In the doorway stood Frank and a petite girl with short hair. Magenta wouldn't wonder how he found her, nor how quickly he found her since she left his bed. It wasn't an uncommon thing.

"And this is the kitchen," Frank appeared to be concluding a tour of the castle.

The girl peered around the kitchen, spotting Riff Raff and Magenta, "Who are you?"

Magenta looked at her brother, who stepped forward.

"I'm Riff Raff, this is my sister Magenta."

"Columbia," the girl squeaked. "This is a really nice kitchen. Do you work for Frank?"

The pair nodded.

Columbia broke into a grin, "It's so cool that I get to stay here."

Stay here? That wasn't usual. Magenta made eye contact with Frank, who gave her a look that said 'Go with it'. So she did.

"I'm sure you will find yourself at home," Magenta told the girl. "Frank is very pleasant to live with."

Frank beckoned Columbia back to him, "Come on Columbia, I'll show you where my room is."

Riff Raff smiled at Magenta as Frank and Columbia left.

She narrowed her eyes at him, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"The master is not an option tonight, will you join me?"

Magenta smiled softly back at her brother, "Of course, you were always my first option."

And that night, when Magenta entered her brother's room that night there he was on the bed. Waiting for her. That was something that her master never did. Of course he was there, but he didn't wait, he just was. Magenta smiled as she joined her brother, knowing that he would always be there for her.