Disclaimer: I don't own POTO hence the whole fanfiction thing. *Shrugs*
A/N: Ok, I'm attempting another humor fic... my previous Erik vs. Raoul one is no longer up but there is a link posted to where it can be found in my profile ^_^ Anyways, I got a new idea! Why not just make fun of us! Well more specifically some of the common elements that show up in our stories, ranging from all genres'. So I'm not targeting anything specifically and actually the only time I even get somewhat specific is when I'm poking fun at my own fics, so I really don't think this should offend anyone. I've already written a bunch of scenarios so this will be updated fairly quickly.
~*~ Coming Home ~*~
It was the year 2004 and Christine, with her head held high, approached the Paris opera house. Since she was a fictitious literary character she was still alive and well, just like all her fellow characters. But perpetual life can get dull and it seemed that more and more, these characters were returning to their old domains.
It had happened many, many years ago to Raoul, he had returned to the opera but Christine at the time still did not wish to face the demons of her past. Now though, now was different. She would come home.
She entered the building to be greeted by an odd sight, it seemed there were many other people, non fictional people, there as well... mainly girls. Many, many, teenage, hyperactive, hormone driven young girls could be seen running about all areas of the opera in there modern day clothes, and giggling loudly.
Christine really didn't know what to make of this but simply shrugged and began to look for a familiar face. She had been gone a long time, and many things could change, this was obviously one of them.
"It's Christine!" Came a squeal from the left. Christine turned in hope to see a former acquaintance but instead was met by a stampede of Phan girls.
"Wait, Christine isn't blonde." A girl in the back mentioned much to Christine's irritation.
"Oh shut up newbie." Came another.
Just then one of the girls grabbed Christine by the hand and started dragging her to the auditorium and up onto the stage. "Come on now, you've got to meet everyone! They're going to be so happy when they see you."
Christine looked around confused once she was on the stage when a male voice from her left caught her attention.
"Christine?" she tuned to see Raoul standing there, bright eyed and with a wide grin. There were four girls closely behind him that broke out into quite giggles when they saw the two and began shoving Raoul towards her in excitement.
Trying to maintain his balance, Raoul stumbled forward and beheld his former wife. Christine ignoring the odd girls looking on and holding there breath in anticipation, smiled widely at the incredibly handsome man before her. "It's been a long time Raoul." She answered shyly.
"Yes, it has." He said, stepping close to her, their crystal blue eyes gazing helplessly into each other's. His hand came up and hesitantly rested upon the side of her face. Her eyes closed at his touch, enjoying the sensation as he brought his head down to hers. He was about to kiss her lightly parted lips when I high pitched girls maniacal laughter caught his attention. He looked up just in time to see a light fixture come crashing down over him.
Half a dozen screams could be heard as the fixture just missed crushing the Vicomte. The four girls were momentarily stunned but then rushed to their beloved Raoul's side.
"Oh my god. Raoul are you alright?" Cried Christine, frantically looking around. He could have been killed!
"Oh, no! She ruined it!" Came one of the girls.
"Damn them, they nearly got him that time and just when they were going to kiss!"
"Erik really needs to learn to keep his girls on a leash if he can't control them." Stated another as the four stood together and glared and the surrounding Phan girls who were looking on curiously.
Christine perked up at this. "Erik? Girls? You mean he had something to do with this?"
Raoul, who had grown used to the constant attempts on his life, tried to calm her a bit. "A lot has changed here Christine. We have fans now, these four are mine." The four girls stood proudly and nodded to show their approval of Christine. "The few hundred others that you will see roaming about this place, are Erik's."
Christine was completely baffled as took in the site of all the girls. Erik's fans? But he was the villain of the story! This didn't make any sense at all. "She tried to kill you." She said suddenly as if it had just hit her what happened.
"Yes, they tend to do that..." he replied.
"But don't worry Christine, we take good care of your Vicomte for you." One of the four proudly exclaimed.
"Oh don't take us the wrong way, we're pure R/C shippers, so no competition here..." came another as she noticed Christine's odd look. "Not that we don't appreciate those gorgeous baby blues, lushes blond locks, firm muscular body..." She then just kind of trailed off into dazed out stare looking at Raoul.
"They follow me everywhere, but it's not that bad really... you should see Erik, all the poor guy wants is his privacy these days." Raoul started to giggle lightly as a picture of a very annoyed Erik attempting to swat away a hundred or so teenage Phan girls like flies popped into his head.
Christine frowned, she was not sure she liked this new opera house. "I think I should tell him personally that I've returned."
At once another girl appeared at her side. "Great! I'll take you straight to him." She took her hand and started to drag her away. Christine gave a half smile to Raoul before continuing on her way. He simply sighed knowing she would be in for many more surprises today.
~*~
Please R&R @----
Trust me, it gets better...
A/N: Ok, I'm attempting another humor fic... my previous Erik vs. Raoul one is no longer up but there is a link posted to where it can be found in my profile ^_^ Anyways, I got a new idea! Why not just make fun of us! Well more specifically some of the common elements that show up in our stories, ranging from all genres'. So I'm not targeting anything specifically and actually the only time I even get somewhat specific is when I'm poking fun at my own fics, so I really don't think this should offend anyone. I've already written a bunch of scenarios so this will be updated fairly quickly.
~*~ Coming Home ~*~
It was the year 2004 and Christine, with her head held high, approached the Paris opera house. Since she was a fictitious literary character she was still alive and well, just like all her fellow characters. But perpetual life can get dull and it seemed that more and more, these characters were returning to their old domains.
It had happened many, many years ago to Raoul, he had returned to the opera but Christine at the time still did not wish to face the demons of her past. Now though, now was different. She would come home.
She entered the building to be greeted by an odd sight, it seemed there were many other people, non fictional people, there as well... mainly girls. Many, many, teenage, hyperactive, hormone driven young girls could be seen running about all areas of the opera in there modern day clothes, and giggling loudly.
Christine really didn't know what to make of this but simply shrugged and began to look for a familiar face. She had been gone a long time, and many things could change, this was obviously one of them.
"It's Christine!" Came a squeal from the left. Christine turned in hope to see a former acquaintance but instead was met by a stampede of Phan girls.
"Wait, Christine isn't blonde." A girl in the back mentioned much to Christine's irritation.
"Oh shut up newbie." Came another.
Just then one of the girls grabbed Christine by the hand and started dragging her to the auditorium and up onto the stage. "Come on now, you've got to meet everyone! They're going to be so happy when they see you."
Christine looked around confused once she was on the stage when a male voice from her left caught her attention.
"Christine?" she tuned to see Raoul standing there, bright eyed and with a wide grin. There were four girls closely behind him that broke out into quite giggles when they saw the two and began shoving Raoul towards her in excitement.
Trying to maintain his balance, Raoul stumbled forward and beheld his former wife. Christine ignoring the odd girls looking on and holding there breath in anticipation, smiled widely at the incredibly handsome man before her. "It's been a long time Raoul." She answered shyly.
"Yes, it has." He said, stepping close to her, their crystal blue eyes gazing helplessly into each other's. His hand came up and hesitantly rested upon the side of her face. Her eyes closed at his touch, enjoying the sensation as he brought his head down to hers. He was about to kiss her lightly parted lips when I high pitched girls maniacal laughter caught his attention. He looked up just in time to see a light fixture come crashing down over him.
Half a dozen screams could be heard as the fixture just missed crushing the Vicomte. The four girls were momentarily stunned but then rushed to their beloved Raoul's side.
"Oh my god. Raoul are you alright?" Cried Christine, frantically looking around. He could have been killed!
"Oh, no! She ruined it!" Came one of the girls.
"Damn them, they nearly got him that time and just when they were going to kiss!"
"Erik really needs to learn to keep his girls on a leash if he can't control them." Stated another as the four stood together and glared and the surrounding Phan girls who were looking on curiously.
Christine perked up at this. "Erik? Girls? You mean he had something to do with this?"
Raoul, who had grown used to the constant attempts on his life, tried to calm her a bit. "A lot has changed here Christine. We have fans now, these four are mine." The four girls stood proudly and nodded to show their approval of Christine. "The few hundred others that you will see roaming about this place, are Erik's."
Christine was completely baffled as took in the site of all the girls. Erik's fans? But he was the villain of the story! This didn't make any sense at all. "She tried to kill you." She said suddenly as if it had just hit her what happened.
"Yes, they tend to do that..." he replied.
"But don't worry Christine, we take good care of your Vicomte for you." One of the four proudly exclaimed.
"Oh don't take us the wrong way, we're pure R/C shippers, so no competition here..." came another as she noticed Christine's odd look. "Not that we don't appreciate those gorgeous baby blues, lushes blond locks, firm muscular body..." She then just kind of trailed off into dazed out stare looking at Raoul.
"They follow me everywhere, but it's not that bad really... you should see Erik, all the poor guy wants is his privacy these days." Raoul started to giggle lightly as a picture of a very annoyed Erik attempting to swat away a hundred or so teenage Phan girls like flies popped into his head.
Christine frowned, she was not sure she liked this new opera house. "I think I should tell him personally that I've returned."
At once another girl appeared at her side. "Great! I'll take you straight to him." She took her hand and started to drag her away. Christine gave a half smile to Raoul before continuing on her way. He simply sighed knowing she would be in for many more surprises today.
~*~
Please R&R @----
Trust me, it gets better...