Title:Contentement(Happiness)
Author:Pyrite
Rating:R
Based on:The Phantom of the Opera and Ange de Musique
Description:This story is what I call the in between my two really
tough stories. This story is mainly about Erik and Michelle having
their children and the toughness of raising them. More cuddly
moments. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter One
Michelle smiled to herself. She heard the giggling of her oldest
child, Fawna, and the deep laughter of her husband, Erik. She set to
work making them sandwiches as they entered the large kitchen.
"Mama!" Fawna shouted as she ran quickly to her and hugged her hip
tightly.
"Did you and Papa have fun?" Michelle questioned her daughter as she
hugged her back.
"Mmmhmm. Papa took me to the park and we went sledding." Fawna
replied then sat down at the table.
"Good. Now go get into some warm clothes so you don't catch a cold."
Michelle told Fawna then yelled as her daughter ran upstairs, "Don't
forget to bring your wet clothes back down!"
Erik slowly came to her. "Michelle, do not overdo yourself." He
whispered softly into her ear.
"I know dear. I will begin on my knitting in a bit. I have to take
care of you and Fawna." Michelle replied. Her breath hitched as Erik
sneaked a cold hand under her sweater and chemise. "You need to get
changed as well."
Erik kissed her deeply and passionately. "I will." Michelle was
about to remind him to bring his clothes when he put a finger over
her lips, "Don't worry I will bring my clothes."
Michelle smiled at her husband then went back to fixing her family
lunch. She heard Fawna run down the stairs and into the kitchen.
Only a child could make such noise. She set Fawna's lunch before her
and went to the fireplace in the parlor and hung the clothes to dry
before the fire. She jumped when she felt Erik sneak behind her.
"You sneak." Michelle commented jokingly.
"I know. I can still have fun even though you are pregnant once
more." Erik commented then kissed her neck softly.
She took his clothes and hung them beside Fawna's. "When do you plan
to go to Paris again?"
"Next week, why?" Erik questioned her while they walked to the
kitchen to eat with their daughter.
"I want to come with you. I need to purchase some fabric to make
Fawna some nice winter dresses and a coat. I also need to make you
some things as well. By the way, I need to get some more yarn too."
Michelle explained.
"Very well. We will go together." Erik said then sat down beside his
daughter.
"Mama, where are we going to go?" Fawna questioned her mother.
Michelle laughed softly, her daughter's endless questions were nice
to hear. "To Paris."
"Papa, are we really going?" Fawna asked her father.
"Yes. But you must stay with Mama and myself. Paris is a dangerous
place." Erik explained to his daughter.
"Is it true that Mama was a prima ballerina?" Fawna asked while
Michelle placed Erik's food in front of him.
"Yes. She still is. Mama has talked of opening her own ballet
school after your little brother or sister is born." Erik explained
to her.
Michelle eyed Erik with a look of pride on her face. "Well, if
I am going to teach you ballet then it is only right that your Papa
teaches you how to sing and to play music."
"Of course Mama." Erik said with a laugh.
"Your Papa has the most beautiful voice on this earth. He is also
very smart." Michelle complimented Erik.
"Papa's voice is pretty." Fawna said then looked at her father.
"Coming from my two favorite girls that is the most beautiful thing
I have ever heard." Erik commented then smiled at them.
"Papa, we're you're only girls." Fawna stated truthfully.
Erik laughed deeply. "That is the truth."
"Oh by the way, Grandpapa is coming for a visit next month. I
received a letter last week from him." Michelle mentioned as she
ate a grape from her plate.
"I hope he brings that wonderful wine of his." Erik commented then
smiled at Michelle.
"Yes. He is also bringing some grapes from the vineyard. They are
such sweet grapes." Michelle said then picked up her plate and went
into the parlor.
"We'll be in there in a few minutes." Erik called out.
"Allright." Michelle shouted back.
"Come on Fawna. Let's do our dishes for Mama." Erik said as he took
his plate and his daughter's.
Michelle sat knitting in a large plush chair when the two finally
entered the parlor. She curled up against the side to allow Fawna to
sit with her. Fawna talked with her father while Michelle knitted
she occasionally added to the conversation.
Soon the hours passed and Fawna fell asleep on the chair next to
Michelle. Erik bent down and picked her up then waited for Michelle
to stand up. Michelle stood up and quickly followed Erik as he
brought Fawna upstairs and walked to her room. Michelle rushed ahead
to fold back the comforter and sheets. He then layed his daughter
on the sheets and helped Michelle cover her. Michelle bent down
and kissed her daughter on the forehead. Erik repeated the action
then followed his wife to their bedroom.
"Oh Michelle. You don't know how happy I am. I love you so much."
Erik said as he helped her get in bed.
"I love you too Erik." Michelle said then kissed him goodnight.
She felt Erik's arms protectively encircle her stomach as he often
did during her first pregnancy. "Nighttime sharpens, heightens each
sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination." Erik sang softly
into her ear. Michelle smiled while listening to him sing to her.
Soon she fell into a deep slumber only feeling his arms surround her
in a protective embrace.
To my reviewers:
Hey everyone. I would like to thank all who have reviewed Ange
de Musique. This is a story about Erik and Michelle raising their
children. No it is not a mary sue. Just in case anyone thinks it.
There will be a lot of challenges and I intend to be evil for once
(ahhh!). You will see. Thanks for the reviews ahead of time.
Pyrite
