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A/N: I can't believe I got two reviews for one chapter! That's very exciting. I'm so glad people like this! Hopefully the next few chapters will live up to your expectations.

By the way, this chapter is sort of a 'bridge chapter'. It wraps up the (sub?)plots that're over. Now the story will mostly focus on a story involving Magenta and Janet. Of course, I'll mention the other characters here and there... but I think it'll mostly be about them for a while. Hopefully that's okay.

UPDATE: Actually, I'm ending the story here. I'll make the story of Magenta and Janet a sequel.

The next day, Brad and Columbia found themselves in his kitchen drinking coffee.

"I'm glad you have a guest room," Columbia said awkwardly. "It would've been awkward sleeping on the couch."

"It is nice having a house this big. There's room for many books and things. Speaking of which… I'll be going to work today. That means you'll be left here alone. Should I show you where I keep most of my books so you'll be entertained?"

Columbia smiled. "Sure."

And so, he did. But only certain books. Some he kept hidden, hoping she'd never find them. He'd kept those books a secret for a long time…

Meanwhile, at Janet's house, Brad's ex-fiancée and Columbia's (ex?)friend sat in their kitchen drinking coffee and conversing. They also spoke of what they'd do that day. Of course, their plans we're a bit different.

"You'll be going to work today, yes?"

Janet nodded. "I think so. What will you do?"

"Probably just look around town. I haven't been here for myself ever. Just on stupid errands for the Master," Magenta explained.

In the silence that ensued, Janet began to think about her life.

"Um, Magenta? I'm not really sure about my job anymore… I'm a librarian. That's a job usually reserved for spinsters. Now that I've discovered so much – sex, the funny smoking stuff in Zen Room, everything fun – I feel like I can't got back…" Janet said nervously, hoping that Magenta would understand.

The redhead stared at her for a while, and then spoke. "I'm not here to help you with your personal issues. I'm here for my own sake."

And with that, she left the room. Janet couldn't help but wonder what it was about that woman. She was so… angsty. One minute she was and the next annoyed at something that seemed insignificant. And she didn't seem to understand the old-fashioned values that Janet was raised on.

Janet couldn't help but wonder if it was an alien thing. Or was this just Magenta's way of being upset at what happened to Riff?

Whatever it was, Janet didn't understand. So she decided not to think about it for now. After taking a shower and putting on one of her old dresses, she went to work.

Her boss – an older woman named Mrs. Brewster – looked very worried when she saw her. This made Janet feel a bit guilty.

"Janet! Oh, you don't look very well. Where have you been?"

"Sick. I'm better now. Well, better enough to show up at work," she explained.

Thankfully, Mrs. Brewster believed her. So, she got right to work. Sorting and shelving books…

Almost three months went by.

Columbia began to plan her wedding with the help of Brad's parents. Everyone avoided the topic of Janet, of course. By then she and Brad weren't even speaking. But her 'replacement' was so adorable and sweet that nobody cared.

Almost nobody knew of the nickname 'Columbia'. By then she called herself 'Laura Trent' – her real name. Everything seemed quite perfect for her!

Yes, she'd regressed into some sort of anti-feminist ingénue. But at least she was happy about it.

The story of Brad Majors and his new fiancée, Laura Trent, is all but completely told.

Ed Opus, on the other hand, soon became a teacher. He taught classical literature to classes upon classes of teenagers. Thanks to his alleged good looks, students worked even harder in his class. Far too many thought him to be 'cute'.

Though he disliked such attention it at least caused many students to work harder. It seemed that they thought doing well in his class might get them a date with him. Though he wouldn't even date his coworkers.

Mr. Opus had vowed never to date anyone. After his weird 'birth' and first hours of life he didn't want to ever think of such things. No, he was a clever professor.

Janet and Magenta were getting along well enough. When Janet began to drink a bit too much, Magenta yelled at her to stop. That was her way of trying to help.

Weirdly, Magenta got along very well with their young neighbor Dori Hart. In fact, she became like some sort of Mary Poppins to the child. A 'fun babysitter'. This earned her quite a bit of money from Mrs. Hart, since it gave the poor woman much more free time. Dori was a trial to look after in her mother's opinion!

By then Magenta had started going by the name 'Patricia Williams'. Apparently she'd read somewhere that 'Patricia' was derived from the Latin word for the upper class. Since she'd sort of been upper class 'back home' (or so she claimed), that name was perfect. She'd pretty much just made up the last name.

Dori never knew of the name 'Magenta' and always referred to her babysitter as Auntie Patricia. Though she did seem to know… other things about Patricia. That child was very good at figuring out things.

"Are you Janet girlfriend? Can girls even have girlfriends?" Dori asked one day.

Patricia raised an eyebrow. "Yes they can. Anyone can date anyone. And why do you think I'm dating Janet?"

"Just do," the child replied with a shrug.

"Oh. Well, don't tell your parents. I'm pretty sure they wouldn't like it," Patricia told her.

"Okay."

Patricia and Janet didn't know what they were. That's something they needed to figure out. They weren't officially dating.

At least, they never really spoke about it or agreed on a proper category for their peculiar relationship. They shared a bed for the sake of convenience. Yes, they sometimes did… certain things. But that was only because aliens from a certain planet needed that. Like Vulcans and pon farr… except much more often than every seven years.

Though she hated to admit it, Magenta was becoming quite fond of her roommate. Too fond…

One day she came home to see Janet sitting in the kitchen crying. Something awful had clearly happened.

"What's wrong?" Patricia asked.

"Pat… I'm going to have a baby."

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