The Domestic Alien and the Human Groupie

Their Moment

The girls let go of each other's hands as they entered the dining room. They knew how Riff Raff would react after what just happened if he saw them holding hands. Riff Raff stared at them as they say across from him beside each other. They were in there an awful long time.
"What you girls doing in your room? You were in for a long while after I left," Riff Raff scowled at the both of them.
"I was fixing my hair, Riff. Nothing promiscuous," Columbia ran a hand through her short, red hair.
"I waited for her to get done," Magenta nodded with a mouthful of food.
Frank gave a quick glance directed at Columbia. He still wasn't over the night that she told him the unspeakable. He only let her stay so she could help Magenta and her brother keeping up with the mansion. Though she never did much but sit in her room and listen to her records. Magenta would do Columbia's chores because she didn't want Columbia to become Frank's servant like she has.
The tension in the room was rising. Riff Raff felt like he was on to them.
"What the hell is going here!?" Frank slammed his fists down on the table.
Columbia jumped at this sudden noise and Magenta held her hand under the table to calm her down a bit. She knew that Columbia gets anxious with loud noise.
"Riff Raff is making untrue assumptions about me and Columbia. Can't I have a friend, brother!?" Magenta was boiling in anger.
"Riff Raff! What is the meaning of this!?" Frank wanted to get to the bottom of this.
"I believe the two of them are hiding something from us. Possibly something promiscuous," Riff Raff's scowl became deeper.
"That is such bullshit! What do you care!? She's my best friend!" Columbia jumped up out of her seat and a loud squeaking voice came out from her. Magenta gasped at the girls sudden anger and Riff Raff stood up in front of Columbia.
"You stupid bitch," he struck the girl across the face and sent her falling to the floor. Magenta jumped out of her chair to check on her friend.
"Fuck you, Riff Raff!" Magenta picked the girl up to her feet and brought her back to their room.
"I'm sorry I caused all of this," Columbia was sitting on her bed as Magenta shut the bedroom door behind her.
"It wasn't your fault, Columbia," Magenta walked over to the girl and sat beside her on her bed.
"How bad did he hit you?" Magenta placed a hand over Columbia's face where a bruise started to show up. Columbia winced as Magenta gently put her hand over her cheek.
"I guess he hit me pretty bad," Columbia shrugged and looked down.
Magenta put her other hand over the other side of Columbia's face and frowned. I'm going to kill him. Magenta started to cry at the sight of the hurt girl. Columbia looked up to see the tears in Magenta's eyes.
"What's wrong, Mags?" Columbia put a hand over Magenta's shoulder. Columbia started to tear up herself.
"I can't believe he hurt you instead of me," Magenta's tears started to fall harder.
"I know, I didn't expect it either, Mags. I'm glad it was me instead of you, though. You probably get it all the time," Columbia tried consoling Magenta.
Magenta looked up at the girl. Columbia wiped the tears from Magenta's eyes.
"There's no need in moping about it," Columbia imitated Magenta's voice from the night they first met.
Magenta giggled at Columbia's voice imitation and sniffled a little. Columbia smiled but quickly faded the smile. Her hand moved up towards her face without any warning or control over it. Magenta watched as she did so but didn't fight it. Magenta moved one of her hands to the back of Columbia's neck. Columbia got chills down her spine from this sudden movement. They slowly moved each other's face towards the other. Columbia was trying to hide her uneven breathing. Is this really happening!? They closed their eyes and met each other at the lips. Neither one wanted to pull away. Oh my god, it's happening! Columbia's mind was racing and so was her heart. Magenta felt something she had never felt before when she kissed Riff Raff. Now she knew she was falling in love with Columbia.