Thank you all who review this or seem to enjoy reading it, this rather fluffy one is for QueenCynder! Dear Ritzy owns them all, I just corrupt them... this is T, bordering on M I guess and happens before Columbia moves into the Frankenstein place.

Green and black

Columbia, of course, was no stranger to various types of drugs. When she was still a teenager, the occasional joint was a guilty pleasure enjoyed in secret with the wrong neighbor boys, the ones her parents wanted her to keep away from. When she got old enough to hit the club scene, chemical drugs helped to prolong the high of music and lights and dancing. Uppers followed, making her squeaky and energetic when she practiced her dance routines, downers helped her sleep at night when all she wanted to do was forget.

Just as she had introduced Frank to smoking, they shared what she suspected was his first joint by the lake one peaceful summer night. He was lying on a dirty old blanket next to her, propped up on his elbows and studied her intently as she sucked greedily on the joint, keeping the greenish smoke down in her lungs as long as possible. She was quite used to the maryjane, and it being only some weak, cheap stuff this time, didn't feel too much of an influence, but when she handed it to him and he took his hit imitating her… his elbows didn't seem to support him anymore and he slowly lied down flat on his back, watching the stars above them. Calm flooded her as she finished the joint, the only sounds soft, muted by the darkness. She had kicked off her platform shoes… debated proposing to go skinny dipping, wondering if the murky lake would be too cold, but laziness won over and she just relaxed back onto the blanket. She was completely at ease…

A snicker broke her calm, the man next to her still looking at the dark sky, working himself up into a violent giggling… like a little schoolgirl. She was amused… he really must have grown up sheltered when a couple of puffs of weak shit like that made him laugh like this.

"Look Columbia… the stars…"

He broke off again, giggling, and instead pointed up at the night sky with both hands, including the whole universe in his grand gesture. She followed his gaze and regarded the stars, really looking this time, wondering if she'd remember any constellations from school, but couldn't come up with any.

"Yeah, they're beautiful, aren't they? There are so many… so very far away…"

He suddenly turned onto his side, facing her, his eyes mischievous and his hand placed on her upper thigh, moving higher…

"Say… what would you do if I told you that they are rather so very close?"

She regarded him confused, her mind slowed in a slightly drugged state. He noticed her puzzlement, one beautiful eyebrow shooting up, his devilish grin hovering over her, the amusement dancing in his eyes, pupils incredibly dilated so that the usual green was chased away by the black. The delicious feeling of his hand moving up, his long fingers tracing the ripped seams of her cut off jeans shorts made her wish he'd shut up with his drugged out blabbering and instead started kissing her….

"What if I confessed to you that I am in truth an alien from one of those stars… on a noble mission here on planet earth?"

She cracked up then, and tried to picture him with little green alien ears, but failed and worked herself into another hard, genuine laughing fit that brought tears to her eyes, enhanced by the haze in her brain and he laughed with her until she wiped the tears from her eyes, smearing her dark makeup slightly and grinned teasingly at the beautiful man above her.

"Well let's hope you … come… in peace then, huh?"

He grinned back, his eyes gaining a completely different quality then, that familiar dark glint he reserved just for her… he leaned even closer as his hands began to play with the button of her shorts and murmured against her neck.

"Oh not yet my sweetling…. But that's definitely the plan for tonight…"

And with that, neither of them laughed anymore or showed any interest in the black night sky above them as Frank stayed true to his word and slowly opened the button of her pants.

Please don't try this at home kids, drug abuse will probably have you end up dead like Frankie or Columbia and we don't want that.