Beautifully Wrong

You're What?

Riff-Raff closed the truck door and smiled. Castle sweet castle... Well actually, he hated it here, but Magenta was here. Anywhere she was, he thought of as home. She was his home. He picked up the duffel bags and headed towards the lab. He went up the lift and laid them on the ground gently. Frank looked up from his work and grinned.

"You got everything I asked for?" He asked with the overly wide grin on his face. How he hated that grin.

"Yes, master. The body is in this bag, and everything else you asked for is in this bag." He looked around the lab as Frank looked back down at the experiment on the lab table. "Excuse me, master, but do you know where my sister is?" He looked up at him.

"Your sister? I gave her the day off. The poor thing hasn't been feeling too well today, she looked rather ill. I wouldn't want to get sick now, would I?" He shook his head.

"No, master, you wouldn't.... May I see her?" Frank looked up again.

"I suppose so.... But I expect you down in an hour. We have much to do now that we have our little subject..." He smiled.

"Thank you, master."

"Oh, just go." He shooed him away.

He nodded and took the lift back down to the first floor. Then he ran up to their fifth story bedroom and opened the door. He found his lovely sister wrapped in blankets in a heap on the bed. He heard her sniffle as he approached her.

"Magenta, love. I'm home." He said smiling slightly.

"Velcome home, dearest brozher." She said sitting up. She turned to face him as he sat beside her on the bed. Her face was soaked with tears, her make-up runny.

"What's wrong, Nation?" He asked her. She smiled and shed a few more tears.

"I'm afraid to tell you...." She whispered. He wiped a few tears away. She fell into his embrace and he rubbed her back.

"Why? Is something wrong?"

"I'm afraid you von't love me anymore if I tell you. You von't vant me anymore." She sobbed.

"I will never not love you, Nation. You're my sister, my lover, my life. I will never not love you, no matter what happens. Now tell me what's wrong."

"Cosmo.... Frank did exactly vhat I zhought he vas going to do.... All veekend he did nozhing but force me to sleep vizh him. He has defiled me completely. I'm not vorzhy of your love and affection anymore. I'm such an idiot and a slut, I should've fought back-"

"Sh." He shushed her. He rocked her in his arms. "And don't you ever say that again. You are not an idiot, or a slut. You were raped, you didn't chose to do it. And you will always be the love of my life, no matter what happens. This, nor will anything else will tear us apart. I love you, Nation."

"I love you too, Cosmo.... But zhat's not zhe only problem...."

"What else did he do to you, that low life son of a bi-"

"It vasn't his fault, Cosmo...."

"Well what happened?" Magenta sat up and looked into his eyes.

"Cosmo....I'm pregnant...." She put her head down.

"You're.... What?"

"I'm pregnant...."

"Is it...."

"If you vere going to ask if it is ours, zhen yes. I'm zhree veeks pregnant. No one besides you has touched me except for zhis past veekend...." He gaped at her. Then he hugged her tight.