Magenta walked through the house looking for her brother Riff Raff. "Riff" she called but he was nowhere to be seen. He wasn't in his room (or hers for that matter) or the lab so…

She stepped into the ballroom and there he was lounging over Frank's throne, humming what sounded like the time warp. He looked up at the click of her boots as she entered.

"There you are, I could hear you calling from a mile off. I was kind of lost in my thoughts though… What is it that you wanted?"

"Frank wants us. I think he said something about a school"

"What!" Riff Raff yelled "A school!" He sat bolt upright on the throne. "I will never go anywhere near any of those bratty earthling kids" Magenta smiled. He'd had a run in with one when he went out with Frank to carry groceries. The child had come up to him and demanded money. Riff, looking death at him, had politely told the child to piss off. He had received an angry kick in the shins and a harsh yelling at from the child's father. Frank had stood by and laughed.

"I'm not sure what Frank wants with a school" Magenta told her brother. "Though I'm sure it won't deeply involve us. What could we possibly do?"

She was soon to find out.

Frank looked up as Riff Raff and Magenta walked into the dining room. He was working on his nails and didn't like to be disturbed. "God you take half and hour to fetch your brother and then you come back while I'm in the middle of something. You never seem to get your timing right Riff Raff" Frank grumbled, seeming to forget that it was really Magenta's fault, happy to put all the blame on Riff.

"Master it was really my fault, please don't blame Riff" Magenta asked

Luckily Frank was in a good mood and was prepared to let it go. Columbia walked in at that moment, summoned by Magenta earlier, although she had decided to have a shower first. "What's this I hear about a school Frankie, you know I really don't like children, especially babies they smell, and young children just like to spill things all over you" she said all in one breath, extremely fast, in her high pitched whiney voice.

Frank rolled his eyes. "Sit down Columbia, and yes this does involve a school. In fact it involves the new Furter Primary School."

Riff gasped "No, you're not serious, I won't have anything to do with it"

"Oh yes you will" Frank replied gleefully "In fact you're a teacher. All of you are"

"What!" Riff shrieked

"Crap" Magenta said

"Oh no Frank, you can't do this, children are unhealthy, disgusting, despicable, ugly, stupid, annoying, vile…

"Shut up, Columbia!" Frank yelled. "I can do whatever I want. As of now I am Principal Furter and you three are all teachers under my command!"

"Haven't we always been" Riff mumbled

"This isn't fair, I don't want to be a teacher" Columbia whined "Besides who will teach the other classes we can't teach them all"

"Don't worry I've hired help and I got some kids too" Frank assured Columbia. "It's only for two days, time flies when you're having fun."

"Fun my arse" Riff mumbled

"Be quite Riff, I'm putting you in charge of the grade ones. Should be quite a blast" he said to the look of horror that crossed Riff Raff's face. "Magenta you can handle the grade sixes and Columbia the grade three's. The kids will be here tomorrow, I expect you, Riff, to clean out the bedrooms and spare rooms tonight and equip them with desks and blackboards which will be here later. I'm going to have a shower." He finished and strode off in the direction of his rooms. Columbia followed him, probably to plead and beg some more.

"Why me" Riff groaned

"Hey, I know you don't like kids. It'll be ok it's only for two days. You need to relax" Magenta said, taking Riff's hand and leading him towards his room

"But why kids" he groaned "Why not something else, anything else"

"Forget it for now" Magenta told him and tugged him into the room