Hello everybody! This is just some crazy idea for a story I had. If the dialogue confuses you, just PM me. I'll try to update quickly. I'm predicting that there will be about six or seven chapters. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it, and please review!

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to everyone's favorite reality TV show, The Fan-fiction Dating Game! This week we have a special show for you, ladies and gentlemen. All of this week's lucky players are from a special opera house in Paris, France. Audience, please welcome the cast and crew of the Phantom of the Opera!"

(Clapping from the Audience as the Phantom, Christine, Raoul, Meg, and Carlotta walk onto the stage)

"Tonight we shall feature the great and wonderful Phantom on our show! Monsieur Phantom, would you care to take a seat right here beside this screen?"

"No."

"I'm sorry, monsieur, but that was a rhetorical question. Please come and sit right here."

"No."

"Monsieur, I'm losing my patience. Sit here right now before I lose my cool on national television and I do something drastic."

"What's that supposed to mean? You gonna whack me with your microphone?"

"Monsieur, if you don't sit down right now, I shall personally lock you in a public port-a-potty with the Vicompte de Chagny."

"Oh fine."

(the Phantom sits down)

"I shall now take this opportunity to state the rules of this game. Behind this curtain to the Phantom's left are three contestants. The Phantom here has no idea who they are, their name, nationality, or even their gender. Both I and the Phantom shall ask these contestants questions. At the end of these questions, the Phantom shall pick which one of the contestants he wishes to go on a date with. His vote doesn't matter-"

"What! You mean that even if I completely loathe-"

"As I was saying, his vote doesn't matter even if he completely loathes the contestant. Instead, the audience shall vote for his date. Doesn't this sound exciting?"

(behind the narrator's back, the Phantom quietly flips him off)

"Ok then, let's reveal the contestants. They shall state their name and profession."

(the curtain pulls back to reveal two girls. The third contestant, though he looks a bit like a girl, is a boy)

"Contestant One, state your name and profession please."

"Hello, my name is like, Brittany, like totally. I'm like, a singer, and I'm like, super rich, like."

"Thank you. Contestant Two?"

"Howdy y'all. I'm Mary-Sue, and I'm from Texas. I'm a phan-girl."

"Can you please name you're real profession?"

"Well, I'm only fourteen, so I don't really have one."

"Ok then. Contestant Three?"

"Hey everybody! I'm Raoul! I'm the Vicompte de Chagny, and during my spare time, I run a spa! Like, I'm so psyched out to be here!"

"What! I can't have him as a contestant! He's a boy…I think…and I hate him! Get him away!"

"We're sorry, Monsieur Phantom, we have no one else to fill in his place. Unless you want another phan-girl, which I doubt. To ease your mind, we shall switch around the contestants numbers."

(the contestants get up and switch places)

"Now that that's done, we can begin. Right after this commercial break."

Ok, odd place to stop, but I have writer's block. Give me an hour, or a day, maybe a week. We'll see. Anyway, review.