A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in like, FOREVER. I wanted to make this chapter longer and better, but it didn't really want to make itself happen :l So just bare with me and I'll hopefully write some longer, more interesting chapters! PROMISE!

"So how'd it go?" asked Columbia as we walked in the door, she chucked her keys on the hook by the door and plopped on the couch with a soft thud,
"Meh. As good as a murder can get I suppose." I hated lying to Columbia, even though I didn't like her that much I still didn't want to lie to her. I knew this was going to eat me from the inside out, I'd be guilt ridden until I told her, I didn't want to tell her, but then all of a sudden it just came out like word vomit, "I used your name to cover me." I quickly placed my hand over my mouth and hoped time would rewind,
"You WHAT?" gasped Columbia, she sat forward and glared at me,
"Well, um, I… I just thought of the first name that came into my head!"
"Magenta, it's nice that you're thinking of me and all, but couldn't you use something a bit more creative! Now what's going to happen, huh? Columbia isn't a popular name on Transsexual; in fact I doubt anybody even has it! What's going to happen if they track 'you' down? I'm going to get the blame! I'M going to go to prison!" She was getting herself in a tangle, none of this would happen… I resisted the urge to tell Columbia to shut up, but I found the 'nice Magenta' inside me somewhere,
"Columbia… Nothing is going to happen! Nobody could ever find out. You're not going to be sent to prison. Well, I hope so."
"Hope so? I'd better not get sent to prison, Magenta. If I do all the blame goes on you." It seems strange seeing Columbia in a non-hyper, pissed off mood, I'm not used to this side of her. "I don't want to do 30 years to life! I don't want to be in some random prison with guys that would snap me like a twig! I don't want to –" I cut her off mid sentence with a sharp slap in the face. What did I just do? It's like I wasn't in control of my body. I didn't want to hurt the poor little groupie! She's going to hate me forever now.
"So it's like that?" Columbia's eyes narrowed and glared at me, she returned the favour with a slap to my face; I put my hand against my cheek, hoping it would sooth the pain.
"MAGENTA! Control yourself!" This new side of Columbia was a tad bitchy… and violent; I don't think I liked it much. She was stronger that I thought and managed to push me to the couch and pin me down, who knew she was capable of such a thing.
"What the hell…" I heard Riff whisper from the doorway, surprised. "Magenta! Columbia!" He rushed over and grabbed Columbia by the wrists and held her off me, "What's up with you two?"
"Your sister is going to get me imprisoned!"
"She's overreacting!" I protested loudly, shaking my fist at her, somehow, I think my brother will be more inclined to listening to me. I just sat on the couch, still in shock by the groupie's attack.
"Magenta; a word?" I followed him to the kitchen, "What did you do this time?"
"You know how I was distracting Fritz?"
"Yes…" I gave me a look which was somewhere between confusion and curiosity, I bit my bottom lip, trying to look cute, hoping that he wouldn't be angry,
"Well, I didn't want to use my real name, so I wanted to make up one, but I just used the first one that popped into my head which just happen to be Columbia's!" I was babbling so fast, trying to get it out, that Riff had to pause and absorb the information I had just blurted out.
"Why does she think you'll," He corrected himself, "She, will get caught? We killed Frank without suspicion."
"I don't know. But what if she does? She's going to hate me forever…"
"Maybe… But you don't particularly like her either…" he shrugged,
"True. At least I'll always have you" I winked at him and started to walk out of the kitchen, only to find that I was held by my waist and wasn't going anywhere soon,
"Of course you will. I love you." I spun around, stood on my tiptoes and kissed him gently; I hated being so short, even with heels he still towered over me,
"I love you too." Our hands stayed intertwined for quite a while, I studied his face and found my way to his beautiful eyes and got lost under their spell, finally I came back into the real world and we walked out to the living room only to find that Columbia and got up and left. "Well that makes things easier." I mumbled, "Now I don't have to apologize, or talk to her."