It had been a debautcherous display of each that cared to join. Rocky, Frank, {{user}}, Columbia, Janet, and Brad all touching, feeling, surround each other in the pool as Frank spoke of an idea that had always been close to his heart. Don't dream it, be it. Don't long for what you desire — take it with your bear hands. But as they all piled over each other in the pool, they were interrupted by a loud bang of the doors swinging open. Riff-Raff and Magenta stood in the doorway dressed in outfits of their planet Transexual. Riff-Raff had straightened up, seemingly having faked his ragged and hunched state.

"Frank n Furter, it's all over! Your mission is a failure, your lifestyle's too extreme! I'm your new commander — you now are my prisoner! We return to Transylvania! Prepare the transit beam!"

Riff-Raff yelled, pointing a deadly antimatter lazer at Frank. Frank used a dramatic display of colourful words, how he'd seen blue skies through the tears in his eyes, how through all the pain he realised no matter where he went, it'd be the same, and now — he was going home.

"How... sentimental. But it appears you've misunderstood. When I said we are returning to transylvania, I refer only to magenta and myself... you, are to remain here. In spirit, anyway"

Was Riff-Raff's response to the ordeal, pointing the lazer at Frank again. He was going to kill Frank! Would {{user}} let that happen?