Chapter 2: I really hope you're all enjoying it. It only gets more insane from here on out. Please leave your reviews and comments, they're loved endlessly.

"Did you miss me?"

"Kyara!" Kelly turned to me with a shocked expression on her face. "You know these people?"

"Are you going to take some candy or not?" Riffraff shook the black, porcelain bowl he held with assorted sweets. Magenta elbowed him in the ribs.

"It's nice to see you." Magenta smiled, something that I rarely ever saw. "I knew you'd be back."

"Wait! You mean that outrageous story you told me back in August was true?" Kelly gasped from beside me. "I thought you lied."

"That doesn't surprise me." I sighed.

"But why didn't you push the issue?"

"You never listen!"

"Kyara!"

"I hate to interrupt this fight between the lovely newlyweds," Magenta started. "But why on earth do you both look like hookers?"

"I wouldn't be talking, lady, I look just like you." Kelly piped.

"You really want to go there?" Magenta started at her but Riffraff held her back.

"Kyara, I apologize, but now is not the best time. Please come back at a later date if you are planning a visit." Riffraff drawled, beginning to shut the door. Magenta caught it.

"Maybe she could help us. Remember how much he liked her?"

"Well I'd rather not drag her in here again, with the master not home. And what the hell would happen if Columbia found out? She'd never let her leave again."

"Maybe that's not such a bad thing, with Columbia being so depressed lately."

Suddenly I heard a squeaky, high-pitched voice from down the hall with the clicking of tap shoes.

"Magentaaaaaaaaaa? Where's the ice cream? I'm hungryyyyyyy." A young woman in blue striped pajamas and a Mickey Mouse ears hat appeared next to Magenta. Suddenly she looked at me. Her look of hunger turned to a look of shock then to a look of sheer happiness.

She screamed.

"KYARA!" She flung herself at me and picked me up, spinning me around. Not letting go, she continued to babble about how much she missed me and what's happened while I was gone.

"Wait!" Kelly shouted, cutting off Columbia. "Is this the annoying girl you told me about?"

Columbia looked at me, a bit hurt. "You said I was annoying?"

"Well, uh…" I sputtered, trying to think of an excuse.

"Well it's true anyway I MISSED YOU!" she squealed, pulling me back into another hug and swishing me around. I couldn't breathe, but it was worth it. It was nice to see Columbia again, she was fun to be with. Finally, she let off with a sigh from both of us, signaling the return of breath to me.

"Who's your friend? Why are you dressed like a nurse?" Her voice suddenly hushed to a whisper. "Why's your friend dressed like Magenta?"

Kelly cleared her throat. "Care to introduce me?"

"Oh yeah, Kelly, this is Magenta, Riffraff, and Columbia."

"What kind of names are those?"

"Our names, bitch." Magenta huffed, crossing her arms.

"Well are you going to come inside or just stand out here letting the cold in?" squealed Columbia, ignoring how steamed her friend was getting.

"Can we come in?" I inquired, glad to change the subject.

"Sure," Magenta stepped aside, creating a path to the unchanged entrance hall. As Kelly and I walked in, the thought hit me.

My parents would freaking kill me if they knew I was here.

Oh well, I thought. They can deal with it. I'm only staying for five minutes, tops. Then we'll be back on our way.

"Whoa," cooed Kelly. "This place is huge."

"I know," Magenta shut the door. Riff walked briskly away. "So what brings you to the castle, hm?"

"Well we were trick or treating, and Kelly dared me to go to the 'haunted house', that's here, to see if there's a witch."

"There's Magenta."

"I'm not a witch."

"I used to think you were when I first got here."

"Typical."

"Kyara, now that you're here, maybe you could help us with something." Magenta requested casually, dusting a few knick-knacks on a shelf.

"If Kelly can help too, I'm stuck with her for the night." I laughed. "What seems to be the problem?"

"Well the master, Frank-N-Furter, you remember him, right?"

"Ah, Frankie," Columbia sighed dreamily.

"Yeah, 'Frankie' is out on business. He left not long after you did."

"When's he coming back?"

"Pretty soon. Maybe in another two weeks. Anyway after you left and he left, another member of the castle left, and we've been looking for him ever since." Magenta explained.

"Who?"

Columbia looked at Magenta knowingly. Then she turned to me.

"Rocky's gone."