Beautifully Wrong

A Wedding, a Funeral and Revenge

The next few weeks went as planned. Frank remained pissed off at them and Columbia had learned everything there was to know. Columbia came crying to Magenta a few days after she had lost the baby. Eddie had disappeared again. He had left her again and she needed some girl time. Magenta had given her a makeover to make her feel better, like Frank had done with her. She had cut her hair and done her makeup to make her truly look like a showgirl. After some pleading with Riff-Raff (and possibly some "persuasion"), she had convinced him into letting Columbia in on the plan. She couldn't bare to see her best friend get hurt because of Frank.

Riff-Raff was in the kitchen with Magenta again, preparing dinner. Ever since that night, Frank had spent most of his time alone in the lab, which meant more time for Magenta and Riff-Raff to spend together. Today was the day they took revenge. Frank had invited all his groupies over to celebrate the birth of his creation, which he had so brilliantly named Rocky Horror. As Magenta prepared a small lunch for Frank, as he had ordered, Riff-Raff poured his glass of wine.

"You zhink it vill vork?" She asked, just a bit nervous.

Riff-Raff took out the bottle of pills from his pocket and poured three in his hand. He dropped them into Frank's glass and watched as they dissolved.

"I'm almost one hundred percent sure this will work. Just remember; whatever Frank's brain comes up with, just play along, alright? We already know his groupies will go along with whatever he says." He said, not taking his eyes off the glass. Magenta nodded.

"Don't vorry, I remember. I told Columbia to play along too. Knowing her, I just hope she remembers..." She shook her head, sighing. She put Frank's lunch on a tray while Riff-Raff carried the wine.

The siblings nodded once before going up the lift and into the lab. Frank had put a large red cloth over where Rocky Horror was. They brought in his lunch and Frank turned on his heels towards them, grinning wickedly.

"There are my little darlings! I have excellent news!" He rushed over, immediately taking the wine from Riff-Raff. He seemed to be in a better mood. He hadn't been this kind towards them in... well since they first started to work for him.

"Yes, Master?" Magenta asked, returning the grin. She was an expert at faking her emotions, but it never fooled Riff-Raff. He could always tell.

"I was thinking about the grand party we will be having tonight. How all my friends will be so pleased with my work and how much fun we will have dancing and singing, and then I realized something..." He stopped for a moment, expecting one of them to ask what.

"What did you realize, Master?" Riff-Raff finally spoke. Frank grinned again.

"We must have outsiders witness my grand unveiling! People who will be so amazed, they'll tell everyone of their experiences here forever! So my legacy and my marvelous creature shall be alive forever!" He exclaimed excitedly. He looked down at his drink and drank some excitedly. Riff-Raff and Magenta couldn't help but grin as he drank the wine. Frank didn't seem to notice.

"Vhat outsiders, Master?" Magenta asked, still grinning slightly. Frank finished most of his wine.

"Well that's just it! We have to go find them and make them come with us."

"How do you suppose we'll do that, Master? Where will we get these outsiders?" Riff-Raff asked.

"Don't you worry your little heads about it! I have everything all figured out! Here," Frank put the glass down and went into a closet off to the side. He grabbed the same two bags he had given them their uniforms in and gave it to them. "Now run along and get changed. Columbia already has hers and I will be changing into my disguise shortly."