Frank N' Furter (Rocky Horror Picture Show Fanfiction)

Three Words.

As we were walking out of the castle, my brain clicked with a wonderful idea. "Wait!"

He looked down at me. "What's the trouble?"

"I have a really good idea for a trick to play on my parents." I looked up at him. "But I'm not sure how much you'll like it..."

He looked down at me, one eyebrow raised. "Go on."

"Well, we can go inside and remove the makeup and the outfit, and get you some more modern clothes. Then when we get to the house, we can show up at the door and you can pretend to be their long-lost son and confuse the Hell out of them."

"It's a good idea, but what role will you play?"

"Well, I could do anything really. We could date, I could be a relative. I could sneak in while she's distracted and steal things."

"That last one sounds pretty good. It sure as hell would make the whole thing much more interesting."

"Alright... let's do it then. C'mon." I pulled him back into the house, and we quickly ran to the dressing room again. He removed all f his makeup in less than 3 minutes, and by the time he was done I had already picked out an outfit for him. A denim jacket with a fluffy collar on it, a white t-shirt with a blue and white flannel, dark blue jeans and a pair of worn-down black leather boots with a low heel.

He went behind the divider and changed, while I sat in the same chair I was earlier. He came out from behind it nervously."Well, how is it?"

"Amazing. Let's go." I said, grabbing one of his hands out of his folded arms.

"Are you sure I can't at least wear mascara, perhaps some light eyeliner would suffice."

"You look amazing. Let's goooooo. Come oooon."

"Uuuuugh." He groaned as we made our way back to the main entrance. Following the same procedure as the previous night, I got in the side car amd he sat behind the driver.

We began our ride into town, and he kept shifting uncomfortably. Once we reached Denton, we stopped the bike at the park we met at the day before. I crawled out of the side car, and he gracefully hopped off of the bike. "Come by at the top of the next hour."

The man nodded, which was followed by a rev of the motor. He sped away, and left us in the dust. We gave eachother a blank look, and proceeded to the bench to finish conspiring.

"So, what's your plan?" I asked him, sitting down.

He sat down, crossed his leg over his knee, and placed his arm on the back of the bench behind me. "Well, I was rather fond of your idea of breaking in and taking stuff. And you are the one who actually knows your way around the house."

"Not as well as you might think, but go on."

"But, I've thought about the plot line, and what I can say to freak her out." I nodded. "After I tell them that I am their-" He laughed slightly. "long lost son. I can give her some weird sob story. You can say we're dating, and I'm sure she'll invite you in with me. Use the excuse that you need to use the restroom, and then you can go do your thing."

"Wow... that's why you were so quiet on the trip." I laughed.

He smiled in return, and I rested my head on his shoulder. "How'd you guess?" He said back.

"What's your sob story going to be?"

"Well I suppose you're just going to have to listen in, hm?"

"That's not fair! I'm gonna be busy being a klepto!"

"Be a quick klepto and you'll be able to hear."