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When they reached the dining roomt here were two more people joining them. This new woman was dressed in loos pajamas that looked barrowed from the man beside her. Her hair was a fiery red, short and neat. She had been sitting down but when her blue eyes spotted Melind with Frank she stood up so fast her seat fell over. Her eyes went big in disbelief and she looked at Magenta.
"Is that. . .?"
The older woman smiled lazily and nodded. "It's our baby Columbia."
This woman looked at Melinda the same as Magenta had.
"Layly!" She squealed. The greaser boy beside her hung back and grinned while his girlfriend went nuts.
Melinda tried to stutter out an excuse but the woman had embraced her tight and was crushing her body, she could hardly breath. Before the poor girl knew it Magenta joined in followed by Frank-N and Rocky, Riff-Raff was yanked forward by his sister. His cheek pressed against Melinda, she looked at him apologetically. He looked stoic.
It's one big joyous reunion!" Frank squealed happily.
The greaser hung back and laughter at the sight of the massive family hug, including Riff-Raff's look of contempt. He obviously wasn't enjoying this. A feeling of happiness and belonging surged through the girl and she wrapped her arms around those closest to her. Suddenly they all let go as one, minus Rocky. He continued to cling to her like a stuffed toy.
If it weren't for Frank yanking him away he would have stuck to her like glue. With a sheptical eyebrow lifted high the doctor lead his creation to the table and instructed him to his right, Melinda to his direct right. Sitting across from the new woman Rocky blushed as they made shy eye contact. He couldn't help but smile when he saw her blush as well, her fine hair fell in front of her face and she brushed a lock behind her ear.
Columbia had been babbling on and on and sat right next to Melinda while Magenta and her brother served the table.
"Now we can all be happy again! You gotta tell me where you've been Layly! Who took you? Where did you get here? How did you get here? See Eddie I always told ya she'd come back! I knew you would!" She grabbed Melinda again and pulled her close for a second hug.
Melida chuckled nervously and then was shoved back into her seat, released from the woman's death grip of love. "Well um, thank you Miss Columbia. I'm certainly glad to be here. The people who have raised me all this time weren't as. . .family like. Heh." She looked back sheepishly at the red head.
Suddenly something she said clicked to her. "Why did you call me miss? I'm mummy Columbia." She looked at Magenta. "Is she ok?"
At that Frank and Magenta looked sullen. It was Frank who responded. "She's at a loss for memory now. She doesn't remember anyone here dear."
Columbia's lip puckered is sadness. "You poor baby! Don't worry, your mummies will help you remember. Not to mention your daddy and uncles."
At that Riff-Raff looked at her with detest. Magenta gently slapped him on the arm and he glanced at her before going back to his work.
The meal was spent with everyone asking Melinda questions. She tried to give answers the best she could, given that she was distracted by the man across from her. They suddenly all started talking amongst themselves, about their past. They recalled memories of her as a baby and as a small child. Her first word (pleasure), when she took her first steps, when she lost her first tooth. Naturally, the girl in question just sat there listening and more she listened the more images and memories of her own came into view.
She found herself recalling things but when she did she was surprised and wondered why. It was late into the night when they all stopped and decided to sleep. In the blink of an eye she was whisked away from the table and to her room. There She was kissed goodnight by both strange women on either cheek, Frank on the forehead, Riff-Raff merely stared at her, the greaser had hung back at the dinner table. But it was Rocky she wanted to see.
She smiled kindly when he waited for the group to pass him before going to her. He went up to her and for a moment they were silent. He began to lean forward to kiss her goodnight, she wanted him to kiss her and waited.
"Rocky!"
The unmistakable, sing-song, voice of Frank interrupted. Rocky shrugged and regretfully turned to meet up with his master. Disheartened, Melinda turned to open her door.
"Hey," she heard a soft voice call to her.
When she turned around Rocky was there. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her in, swiftly planting a kiss on her delicate lips. He pulled away just as quickly as he had come and she blushed. He planted a softer kiss on her cheek and then turned and ran off to his room where he slept with Frank.
She grinned childishly while she watched him slip away. She had no idea the things he did with Frank or even that he slept with his creator. She felt sorry that he had to sleep alone, and that she had to as well. She wanted nothing more than to have him sleep beside her. When she entered her room she dropped her pants, kicked them to the side, and fell to her bed. It was soft and the blanket thick. She giggled and got under the covers, wrapping herself in the growing, familiar scent.
"Rocky," she drew on his name slowly. "Mmm, Rocky."
With sweet dreams about her now beloved Rocky, she fell asleep. Her dreams were sweet and full of the new man, but things were quick to turn in this topsy turvy place. She soon found herself fighting her own memories in her subconscious dreams.