Author Note: All characters except the main belong to the creators of The Rocky Horror Picture Show…
Her clothes were sopping wet, muddy, and torn. Her hair was a wild red halo around her pale, delicate face. She ran to the corner of the room, unable to find the door in her incredible hurry.
"What is going on?" She screeched.
Both men stared at her with wide eyes.
"Master I think we startled her" said the blonde man who she now noticed seemed to have a hump on his back reminding her of a character she had seen in a movie once.
The transvestite hit him in the back of the head, glaring at him. Then his demeanor changed immediately offering a hand and a charming smile to her. As he got closer she shrunk toward the wall as if it would protect her, he frowned and retracted his hand.
"My name is Dr. Frank N. Furter, and my dear you may want to know, so that you will stop hugging the wall like a frightened animal that you were in a car crash. We picked you up on our way home and brought you here since there was a terrible storm closing in on us. My" he glanced and the blonde man "servant and I were merely trying to fix you up so you didn't bleed all over my home."
She scowled and stood up straight, her mind had finally cleared, and she was angry.
"Well excuse me but you're lucky my injuries weren't worse or you would have more problems than just a little blood, you prissy little bastard."
The doctor's face changed and started to turn red under his multiple layers of makeup.
"Excuse me, but you will not refer to me as a "prissy little bastard" again you bitch, as long as you want to be out of the damn storm that is ripping up trees in my front yard." He was practically shaking with anger his six inch heels barely able to hold up his furious form.
She suddenly felt bad for calling the man who saved her names, but she was quick to anger.
"Look I'm sorry for calling you names but you can imagine the kind of shock I would be in, being in an unfamiliar place with unfamiliar people."
He looked her over, she was in quite a pitiful state, clothes torn, hair wild, and still bleeding in places. Finally the Doctor sighed and seemed to deflate to his normal larger than life self.
"Alright, I guess I can forgive you for that but I will not have that kind of behavior in my home" he said in a very parental way.
She almost laughed; a transvestite being parental, where the hell was she?