Frank N' Furter (Rocky Horror Picture Show Fanfiction)

Something Short of Paradise

After our round of dress-up, he made a bold decision to give me a make-over. I had never had nice clothes, or make-up that wasnt stolen from a drug store. Hell, I could barely leave my own house without sneaking out, or being pushed out the door to school. 

He finished, and spun my chair around and made me look at myself in the vanity mirror. I tunred my head from side to side, and admired how interesting I looked with a full face of makeup. I normally stuck with just some eyeliner and mascara, but Frank went all out. Winged eyeliner, iridescent purple eyeshadow, and a light brown matte lipstick. He even went the full length and styled my eyebrows, so when I finally saw the aftermath, I could hardly recognize myself. What used to be a boring girl with a sad face, now looked like... an actual person. He pulled my hair back into a braided bun, and stood behind the chair with his hands on the headrest. "So... What do you think? " 

"I..." He let out a sigh and looked slightly disappointed. "No! I love it. I'm just doing the same thing you were when I asked your age. I'm taking it in." He let out a symathetic smile, and smacked the back of the seat. I jumped. "Now." 

"Hm?" I said, leaning back in the chair, looking up him. 

He smiled and placed his hands on my shoulders. "I have some questions of my own. Let's discuss them over lunch." He backed away, and I stood up out of the chair, taking one more glance at myself in the mirror. He giggled, and snatched my hand. 

We walked to the diningroom, and I saw the table set with soup, wine, water, chicken salad, and bread. He pulled out a chair for me, and I sat down in it. He walked to the opposite side of the table and sat down in his own chair. We began eating, and the first few minutes were quiet other than the occasional clanking of silverware against plate. He finally broke the silence. "So, the question is kind of personal." 

I finished chewing and responded. "I think we're past personal." 

"Okay." He said, dabbing his face with a napkin. "Was that really your first kiss?" 

I blushed. "Um... Yeah." 

"How old are you?" 

"Twenty..." 

"How do you manage?" He asked, placing his elbows on the table and resting his head in his palms. 

"Manage what?" 

"Twenty years is a long time. And someone as beautiful as you would normally be perceived as someone who had her first kiss everyday." 

"Thank you?" 

"Well, are you at least satisfied with what you got?" 

"A stable place to live, a free makeover, and my first kiss was from the person that saved my life. I am beyond satisfied." I said as I took a bite of my salad. 

"That's nice." He sipped his wine. 

"Now you have to explain the makeup." He quickly raised his hand to his chin and tried his best not to spit out his wine.

"Do I? Are you sure you can't just wait a week? I have a whole number planned out." 

"What?" 

"Nothing. Um... I will suggest that you wait for the week until the night of Rocky's birth, because with what I have planned out, your reaction will be much more ideal if you just wait it out." 

"Do I have to?" 

He sighed and gave the same facial expression that he did earlier (previous chapter). "I suppose not. But since you are one of the few people here, and I assume you plan on staying here, then I could tell you now." 

"Yes. You should do that." 

"I..." He paused and looked down into his lap. "A term used to describe someone who dresses and acts as the opposite sex is a Transvestite." 

"Okay?" 

"That's your response?" 

"Yeah. Is that supposed to change anything?" 

"I mean, people aren't usually very accepting of people that are different." 

I stood up from my seat and made my way quickly over to him. I pulled off the jacket, and dropped it on the ground. I held out my arms and showed him the scars on my upper arms where I had stupidly taken out my anger and sadness on myself. "Do you think I'm normal?!" I yelled, smiling widely. I sighed and brought my hand up to cover my mouth. His eyes were wide, and me had a slight smirk on his face. "I'm sorry... I've never showed them to anyone." 

He stood up from his chair, and placed his hands on my hips. "Baby, I knew you were different when you agreed to stay the night at a strangers castle." He kissed me again, but this time it was more passionate and full of lust. I kissed him back, and in the moment I found myself leaning forward and pushing him back into his chair. I placed myself on his lap, and we continued with the session. He pulled away, with the same sincere smile. "You know, for never doing this you're not all bad." He pulled me back in. "Not even half bad." The rest of the moment lasted for about another thirty seconds, until we heard the familiar click of high heels behind us. He pulled away and looked back to see two of the three other occupants of the castle watching contently. Riff-Raff had his arm around Magenta, with his hand uncomfortably close to her boob.

"Master, the entire castle has been swept and organized. Is there anything else that needs to be done?"

"Um.." He said, looking up thoughtfully, his hand still on my waist. "Go make sure Columbia hasn't broken anything. After that you are free of responsibilities until the day of the gathering."

"Yes Master." Magenta said. The two walked out into the hallway and we turned back to each other and he rolled his eyes.

"Must they always interrupt us?" I shrugged with a giddy smile on my face. He brought his hand up to my face and wiped away the lipstick that I assume smeared. "Well." I cocked my head. "Have you made up your mind on whether you want stay here or not?" He smirked.

"I think that has an obvious answer at this point." He gave me another small peck and stood up from the chair. The new height of my shoes needed some getting used to. He let out a huge stretch and after that stood there, one leg bent and his hip popped.

"In that case, what do you say to going out for a little bit? I never go out on the town, but since you look so astounding, it seems appropriate." I blushed in response. "Besides, now that I'm with you and will keep you safe, we could go cause havoc for your parents. I'm sure they wouldn't even recognize you."

I thought about it for a moment, then I took a deep breath. "Okay."

An excited cocky smile showed up on him, and he grabbed my hand. "Alright. Let's go clean you up then. Then I'll get one of my delivery boys to bring us into town.

We went and he gave my makeup some touch-ups, since I was clueless. He did the same to himself and we began making our way to the main entrance.

Once we got there, he stood firmly in front of me. "Okay, you wait here while I got find somebody. Don't wander too much. Take five!" He hurried away, which took me by surprise, due to his shoe situation. A minute went by, and I decided to do as he said and wander. If I was to stay there, I should get familiar with the layout.

I made my way through, opening almost every door I passed by. Eventually I opened a door, only to see Magenta and Riff-Raff doing some things that siblings should never do. I quickly, but quietly, closed the door and carried myself and my awkward shoes to the corridor, where Frank and a man already in a leather jacket and helmet was walking with him.

"All is ready. I noticed that you took a little tour. See anything interesting?"

"Nothing that wasn't expected."

"Excellent." He neared me and hooked his arm. I looped mine in between, and we walked outside to go rub my parents faces in harsh revenge.

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