SUMMARY: Bubbles was believing that there was an angel of music. She works as a dancer in the opera. But, she became the main character in their play! And she also met her childhood friend, Boomer. But, a phantom somewhere in the opera wants Bubbles to be his wife! But, Bubbles was in love with Boomer. But, the Phantom won't give up until he gets what he wants.
Hi guys! If you watched Phantom fo the opera, then I'm making a story of that, but PPG version. Anyway, if you haven't watched it, its ok, you'll still understand the story!
Christine - Bubbles
Raul - Boomer
Carlotta - Buttercup
Madame Giry - Ms. Bellum
Meg Giry - Blossom (I picked her because both her and Ms.Bellum are red headed)
Monsieur Richard Firmin - Brick
Monsieur Gilles Andre - Butch
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One
day, there was a rehearsal in the stage. "This trophy from our
saviours, from our saviours from the enslaving force of Rome!"
Buttercup sang, with a weid accent. "With feasting and dancing
and song, tonight in celebration,we greet the victorious throng,
returned to bring salvation!" the girls sand their chorus. "
The
trumpets of Carthage resound! Hear, Romans, now and tremble! Hark to
our step on the ground!" the men sang their chorus. They finshed
rehearsing and the dancers began to practice their part. It was just
announced that their old manager will be leaving them. Now, they have
new managers: Brick and Butch. Ms. Bellum showed Brick and Butch the
stage and showed the dancers. Brick was amazed at Blossom's movement
in dancing. "We take a particular pride here in the excellence
of our ballets, monsieur" Ms.Bellum said gently. Brick stares at
Blossom. "I see why, especially that little red-haired angel."
Brick said, looking at Blossom, so as Butch. "My daughter,
Blossom Bellum" Mr. Bellum introduced as Blossom made an
inspiring move at her dance. Butch looked at Bubbles. "And that
exceptional beauty? No relation, I trust." Butch said, amazed.
"Bubbles Daae, promising talent, Butch, very promising."
Mrs. Bellum. "DaaИ, you say? No relation to the famous Swedish
violinist?" Brick said, who is intersted. "His only child,
orphan at 7, when she came to live and train in the ballet
dormitory." Ms. Bellum explained, fixing her hair. "An
orphan, you say!" Butch said, stroking his chin. They started
rehearsing their songs again. " The trumpeting elephants sound,
hear, Romans, now and tremble! Hark to their step on the ground, hear
the drums! Hannibal comes!" Buttercup sang proudly. Brick and
Butch chuckled. She stopped. "Are you letting me sing "Think
Of Me"? Buttercup asked Butch and Brick. "If my diva
commands" Butch said. "Yes, i do" Buttercup said,
still the same with the weird language. She went in center of the
stage and began to sing. The cast put some cotton at their ears so
they won't listen to Buttercup's voice. "Think of me, think of
me fondly, when we've said goodbye. Remember me once in a while
please promise me you'll try. When you find that once again you long
to take your heart back and be free" Buttercup sang, but a large
wood falls and hit Buttercup, which she was disturbed. Blossom went
to bubbles and whispered "He's here! The Phantom of the Opera!".
"Buttercup! Are you all right? Buquet! For God's sake, man, what's going on up there?" Butch called, helping Buttercup up. (Buquet is the The Opera's chief stagehand). He fixed the ropes. "Please monsieur don't look at me. As God's my witness,I was not at my post. Please monsieur, there's no one there and if there is, well then, it must be a ghost!" Buquet said as he laughed.
"Buttercup! these things do happen!" the old manager said nervously. "For the past three years, these things do happen and did you stop them from happening?" Buttercup said angrily. Then she pointed at Brick and Butch. "And you two, you're as bad as him. These things do happen! Until you stop these things happening,This thing does not happen! Ubaldo! Andiamo!" Buttercup yelled as she stormed out. "Gentlemen, Good luck. If you need me, I shall be in Australia." the old manager said and he quickly left. Just then, Ms. Bellum saw a letter fell from the ceiling. She took it and went to Brick and Butch. "I have a message, sir, from the Opera Ghost." Ms. Bellum said, handing the letter to Brick. "He welcomes you to his opera house." Ms. Bellum added. "His opera house?" Brick said, confused. "And commands you to continue to leave Box Five empty for his use and reminds you that his salary is due."Ms. Bellum said. "The old manager paid him twenty thousand francs a month." Ms. bellum added, waiting for their reaction. "Twenty thousand francs!" Buttercup said aloud. "Perhaps you can afford more" Ms. Bellum said, fixing her hair again. "Madame, I had hoped to have made that announcement public tonight when the Vicomte was to join us for the gala but obviously we shall now have to cancel, as it appears that we have lost our star. A full house, Butch, we shall have to refund a full house." Brick said angrily. Just then, Ms.Bellum said something. "Bubbles DaaИ could sing it, sir." Ms. Bellum said. When Bubbles heard her name, she turned around and faced the managers. "What, a chorus girl?" Brick said, like he was about to laugh. "Let her sing for you monsieur. She has been well taught!" Ms. Bellum said as she made Bubbles go infront of the stage. The music started to play. "Butch, this is doing nothing for my nerves." Brick whispered.
"Think of me, think of me fondly, when we've said goodbye
Remember me once in a while please promise me you'll try
When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free
If you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me...
We never said our love was evergreen or as unchanging as the sea
But if you can still remember, stop and think of me
Think of all the things we've shared and seen
Don't think about the way things might have been...
Think of me, think of me waking, silent and resigned
Imagine me, trying too hard to put you from my mind
Recall those days. Look back on all those times.
Think of the things we'll never do
There will never be a day when I won't think of you..."
Bubbles sang, she was now singing at the play. She got the role. After she sang everyone applauded. She didn't realized, her childhood friend was watching. His name was boomer.
"Can
it be? Can it be Bubbles? Bravo!
What a change, you're really not
a bit, the gawkish girl that once you were
She may not remember me, but I remember her..."
Boomer sang.
"Flowers
fade, the fruits of summer fade. They have their season, so do
we.
But please promise me that sometimes, you will think of...
me!"
Bubbles sang beautifuly. Everyone applauded.
Please wait for the next chapter!