Spring of 1975
The girls were in their room listening to Columbia's David Bowie records. As they were lying there, they heard a knock on the front door.
"Who else could be here? I thought everyone invited to Frank's party was in the ballroom," Magenta stood up to see who might be outside.
When she had gone to open the door for them, Riff Raff had already let them in. They were a young couple dressed in old fashioned formal attire.
"Hi! I'm Brad Majors, and this is my fianceé, Janet Weiss," the man held out a hand to Magenta as he walked up the stairs towards her.
"Hello, my name's Magenta," she kept a straight face and just stared at him as he tried to introduce himself.
Columbia came to the front of the house after Magenta and stood by her.
"Oh, hello! I'm Brad Majors, and this is my fianceé," Brad tried shaking hands with Columbia as well. Columbia just wrapped her arm around Magenta's arm and waved.
"I'm Columbia."
Janet started to look panicked about the people around her.
"These people look strange, Brad, I don't think we should be here," Janet whispered to Brad.
"Oh, don't worry, Janet. We'll ask them to help us fix our tire and we'll be out of here in a pinch," Brad reassured Janet.
"Master will be in the ballroom with the other guests. You've come on a special night, you know," Columbia walked with Magenta down the stairs and led the couple to the ballroom.
"Master?" Janet furrowed her brows.
"Yes, the owner of the house," Magenta replied.
"Kinda like our boss," Columbia looked back at the couple.
"Do you think he could help us? You see, our car broke down a couple miles down the road," Brad explained their situation to the servants.
"You can tell him what happened and he will do the best he can," Riff Raff told Brad in an annoyed tone.
"Oh thank you so much!" Brad smiled in relief.
The girls opened the door to the ballroom. It was full of strange people dancing to loud rock and roll. The couple started to look around if they could see this owner of the house. They asked around the room if the strange people knew where he was but they didn't. Then, someone in a cape came down in an elevator to the ballroom.
"That's the guy you need to talk to," Columbia pointed to elevator at the person.
"That's him!?" Janet exclaimed,"Why does he look like that!?"
Columbia just shrugged and walked back to Magenta's side. The girls started to giggle at the couple's reaction towards Frank's appearance.
"And who are you?" Frank got off of the elevator and pointed towards Brad and Janet.
"I'm Brad Majors and this is my fianceé, Janet Weiss," Brad held out his hand to shake Frank's hand and had a big smile spread across face.
"I'm Frank N. Furter, hello," Frank looked disgustingly at Brad's hand before looking up to his face and smiling.
"Well, we were wondering if you could help us. You see, our car broke down a few miles back and we need someone who could help us fix it."
"Oh, well it will be a while until the mechanic gets here, why don't you two stay the night? You could see my new creation I'm showcasing tonight."
"Uh, OK sure," Brad looked at Janet, who was shaking her.
"It'll be alright, Janet, these are nice people."
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The Domestic Alien and the Human Groupie
Fanfictiona friend wanted some of that dank magenta x columbia fanfiction so im writing it for her a little warning: there is like one scene of just a really bad smut sex scene so if ur not into that kind of thing just skip over it as it isn't really crucial...