Back at the castle, Magenta rolled over in her sleep. Looking at a wall clock, it was 5:30 AM Earth time. No one was crying, or even making a sound, so she went back to sleep.

Waking again at day break, she saw the note. She gulped, grabing it, she read, and let out a thankful sigh.

"He's jsut out on errand. He'll be back soon." she looked at the two babies in the one crib. Smiling, told to herself "They're just beautiful."

Downstairs, Columbia heard the floor boards creek.

"Magenta's up! I'm going up to see her, bye Frankie!" she waved somewhat spastically and ran up to tower room. Blasting through the door, she hollared "Good morning Mags! How're-"

"Shh!" she spat. "They're sleeping."

"Oh. right. Come with me then."

"I don't wanna leave them-"

"It's okay, we'll only be away for breakfast..."

"Fine..." and Columbia dragged her down the stairs rather violentally. Heh.

In the kitchen, there sat an impatient Frank. "Where's my breakfast?" he demanded.

"On it, master. I woke late."

He was drumming his fingers on the granite table top. Magenata raced to the stove, but Columbia grabbed her wrist.

"No, Mags. I'll do it."

Frank and Magenta's eyes buldged as she tried to start the stove. "NO!" and pulled her back.

"Why, Frankie?"

Magenta butted in with "Remember what happened the last time you tired to use the stove? The chocolate accident?"

"Okay..." she sulked back to her chair next to Frank.

Upstairs in her room, Lillian decided to just lay in bed. She could feel the tiny baby kicking, and just wanted to enjoy the moment. A smile crept onto her face, as she bit her bottom lip. She began to think back to the club right before she was fired. A flash back. Her smile faded at the thought.

It was the good life. And tonight, was a big act. Lillian was preforming a stunning act in stilletto heels, and a revealing corset, and short bottoms to a new song called Calender Girl. That one she was looking forward to.

At the annouce of her stage name- Luscious Lily, she appeared. She began to dance, but then a man in the front row grabbed her foot and she fell stright on her rump. In shock, she just sat there, her mind catching up to her body. As she began to get back up, considoring her music was playing on, the man grabbed her leg, and dragged her off stage, and threw her to the ground. Other men began to pull him away from her, but he had a good grip on Lillian. She was clawing at him and throwing fists, but he was unscathed. She grabbed at her white stilletto, and began to beat him with the heel of it. He soon realeased her, and she ran back behind the curtain, tears streaming down her face. The manager asppeared at her door.

"Lily? Are you alright?"

"Who was that? And why did he attack me!"

"We don't know! but iIve got Alex carrying him away right now." he turned and left, Lillian grabbed her coat, and darted out of the club as fast as she could.

The very next day, on her shirt, Lillian went out, and preforned through the whole song, flawless. But she saw the man with the beaty eyes. Racing off stage, she sat in her dressing room, scared.

She saw him repeatedly every day since.

After a week of the ocurences, Lillian told herself 'I've gotta get out of here.' and left the club, and relocated to Denton.

Laying in the bed still, she was sweating, just thinking about the nightmarish flash back. She threw herself out of bed, and went down for breakfast.

At Abner's small flat, Riff Raff was gathering his remainging belongings, and Abner was polishing his precious scooter. As Riff brought out his abnormally small suitcase, Abner came up to him, and said "Riff, I'll miss you, for the week or so I knew ya." Abner began to well up. "And you can always bring your girl and the babies around, if you want."

"That's great, Thank you, Abner. And if you want to stop in at the Master's castle, you are 'More than welcome', I think it's put...The master always likes guests."

"Wait, whose the master? You never said anything about them." "Frank-N-Furter. I'm his 'handyman.' " "Oh." was his feeble reply. Riff began to mount the motor scooter, Abner started her up, and began the 20 minute ride home.

A/N Sorry for not updating sooner! I was at a friend's last night, and tonight I will be at Harry Potter with my good friend, Andrew. :)