Author Note: Only Emma belongs to me, the rest of the characters belong to RHPS
"Now love why don't you come here and let us fix you up, maybe even introduce yourself while you're at it" the Doctor said while seductively motioning her over, everything he did was sickeningly seductive.
"My name is Emma and doctor I would like to thank you for opening up your home to me" Emma said this in such a way that she hoped he would see her as a docile female who had acted out of fear.
She knew that wasn't the truth, she was a fireball and she knew it.
After slowly sauntering up to him and taking a seat on the table again she glanced around. There was pink tile covering all of the walls and it was very sterile like it was made for operation. How strange they would have a room like this in their home. She guessed this place was a mansion by the sheer size of the room and the way the Doctor described it. The last thing she noticed was a large coffin like container covered in a sheet and a huge machine over it in the middle of the room. How odd… Maybe he was a scientist rather than an actual "doctor." Her small table was in the corner of the room farthest from the door and by a large ramp that seemed to go up to a viewing area. There were medical supplies scattered on a small rolling cart next to the blonde man's spot next to her.
"Fix her up then take her to Magenta" the doctor said with a careless wave of his hand.
"Nice to meet you Emma, I will see you later on in the night" he said this while dramatically ripping off his apron revealing fishnets, black underwear, and a black corset.
She had the sudden urge to cover her eyes but it was much like a train wreck, how could you look away? He left the room his heels clacking on the tile floor. She looked to the blonde man who was fiddling with antiseptic.
"What's your name?" she asked curiously.
"Riff Raff" he said bluntly, handing her a few Band-Aids and pointing out where to put them.
After she was all fixed up they traveled through the castle, and yes she had been corrected by her blonde counterpart that it was indeed a castle. She was finally left in a room with a wild looking red head who could have been her sister by looks alone; Magenta she assumed was the woman's name.
"Hello there pretty little thing" she said in a thick accent.
They were in a little sitting room or library of some kind, Magenta got up from lounging on the vintage looking couch to get a better look at her visitor. She was dressed in a sexy maid's outfit; really there was no other way to describe it other than just that. It took all of Emma's self-control not to laugh.
"Hello, my name is Emma, I assume your Magenta?" Magenta nodded and proceeded to show Emma to her room.