Once again, Thank you Opheliafrump! I couldn't have kept going without you!
Columbia ran into their room, and there lay Magenta. Hunched over, bawling her eyes off. "Mags..." she put her arms around Magenta. \
"Off me." she whined. Columbia pulled back. "Okay..."
Magenta turned away from Columbia. "Mags, it'll be alright."
"How can it be, Columbia? How? Do you know what's happening? I'm pregnant with my brother's baby! We're inscenstous! And now he's gone and knocked up little miss perfect..." Even at the thought, it hurt her inside.
Columbia sat next to her. "Even though I don't think I could ever know what you're going through..." she squeaked "I'm sorry. But Mags...I know you. And I know you'll be okay. Riff loves you."
"Ha! Loves? More like forgot me." she looked at Columbia. "I don't really know what to do. I can barely-" she sniffled "look at him. I have no one else! He's the only male that I could ever open too. He knows all of my secrets. Even the ones that haunt me." She got up. "What will I do, Columbia?"
"Well, thats the first time I've ever heard ya ask me that!" Magenta glared at her. "Well, if ya decide to leave Riffy, knowing you, I'll come with you. qI could help you raise the little tyke!"
"Heh. I probably should. He's got that...Lillian to take care of. Marry her. Live a happy life in a happy home with a happy baby. Have a happy marrige, and not be unhappily incesteous."
"Magenta. Stop beating yourself up! It's okay to have incest. I don't care. You two are perfect for eachother. You can see it. Trust me."
"Frank wants us hanged for it." Columbia's eyes grew wide. "Hanged? Like...Dead?"
"Yes."
Columbia gulped.
In his room, Riff Raff was thinking. He was flat on his back in the ratty matteress covered in tattered sheets.
"I can't raise a family." he said to himself. "I'm one man. Two women, two kids. I can't even take care of myself. What would happen when there are two crying babies in this household? I would probably murder one of them. I do lose my temper easily. Oh, what a horrible thing to have done...I hate myself for this. I can't live with myself. I-" he sat up "I think I have to leave. It's probbly for the best, Magenta loved me, and I ruined it. She'd be better off."
He got up off the bed, and grabbed his suit case.
"I thought I'd be taking you back to Transylvania. Now its just out of town." he said to the bag.
Tossing clothes into it, he heard a knock, thinking it Magenta, he siad "Come in, dear. I thought you were mad at me." But instead of being his darling lover, it was Lillian. his other lover. Without saying anything, she sat on his bed.
"Oh, its you." he said.
"I've been getting that alot." he sat next to her.
"Feeling alright?"
"Yes."
"Well that's good. Wouldn't want that baby giving you too much trouble." he smiled at her.
Although he was regretting it, Riff got to thinking 'She's holding my baby. Inside of her. I'm going to be a dad. Heh. Maybe I wouldn't kill a screaming baby. Thinking about it, a baby. A little person I've created.' Lillian looked at him. He was smiling, and he looked adorable. Riff Raff, adorable. He leaned in, an kissed her. Soon, they were on the bed making out. But Riff Raff knew he didn't love her. It wasn't in the kiss. She knew it too.
He got back up once again, and continued to put things in his bag. "Where are you going?" asked Lillian.
He ignored her, and kept packing.
"Hay." she got up, and came over to him. "Don't leave."
"I never said I was."
"But you are."
He looked at her, and sent her away. Then threw his stuff out of his window, and scalled the wall down. It was a long and tretcherous feat, but Riff made it.