Takes place one year after the opera house blaze.
Agate was found and adopted by Monsieur André. She had been living on the streets of London, England with Fagin and his band of boy pickpockets until some one from Agate's past chased them to France and the whole gang was separated. She is forced to perform in the shows one of the lead roles. When the phantom meets Agate he agrees to help her escape to find Fagin, but only if he can stay with her as a friend, but will Agate still agree after seeing his face?
The phantom meets Fagin's boys
(Chap 1: Gatta' pick a pocket) (Agates P.O.V)
It was only my first night at the opera house. All the girls were talking about how they were brought up, and singing about it.
"How about you agate?" asked Meg in her honey sweet voice. Since I came here, Meg was the only one who was nice to me.
"Don't talk to her Meg. She wont want to mix with us."
"Actually I do. My best friends are in the chorus, so pleas don't be like that." I had made friends with
"Well why don't you and your friends sing about your life?"
"Ok. This is a lesson I learnt. You see girls…"
Agate: In this life,
One thing counts.
In the bank,
Large amounts.
I'm afraid these don't grow on trees,
You've gatta' pick a pocket or two.
You've got to pick a pocket or two,
Boys.
you've gatta' pick a pocket or two.
Shia and Yale: Large amounts don't grow on trees,
you've gatta' pick a pocket or two
Agate: why should we,
Break our backs.
Stupidly,
Paying tax?
Better get some untaxed income,
Better pick a pocket or two.
You've got to pick a pocket or two,
Boys.
you've gatta' pick a pocket or two.
Shia and Yale: why should we all break our backs?
Better pick a pocket or two
Agate: Robin Hood,
What a crook.
Gave away,
What he took.
Charities fine subscribes to mine,
Get out and pick a pocket or two.
You've got to pick a pocket or two,
Boys.
you've gatta' pick a pocket or two.
Shia and Yale: Robin Hood was far too good,
Get out and pick a pocket or two.
Agate: Take a tip,
From Bill Sykes.
He can whip,
what he likes.
I recall he started small,
He had to pick a pocket or two.
You've got to pick a pocket or two,
Boys.
you've gatta' pick a pocket or two.
Shia and Yale: We can be like old Bill Sykes,
If we pick a pocket or two.
Agate: dear old gent,
Passing buy.
Something nice,
Takes his eye.
Everything's clear attack the rear,
Get in and pick a pocket or two.
You've got to pick a pocket or two,
Boys.
you've gatta' pick a pocket or two.
Shia and Yale: Have no fear, attack the rear,
Get in and pick a pocket or two.
Agate: When I see,
Some one rich.
Both my thumbs,
Start to itch.
Just to find some piece of mind,
I have to pick a pocket or two.
You've got to pick a pocket or two,
Boys.
you've gatta' pick a pocket or two.
Shia and Yale: Just to find some piece of mind,
We have to kick a pocket or two…
I'm glad I taught them two the song I thought.
"Well if your pick pocketing skills are so good, how is it nothings missing?" Asked Lunar. She was like a mine La Carlotta. She was a very snotty diva with golden blonde hair and crystal blue eyes.
I smirked and pulled out from behind me the blue tiara she thought was still on her head, along with some necklaces, a whole collection of earrings and a ring. The girls gasped and I gave every one there things.
"Wow! Your good."
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The next day I was asked to sing another song that I had been taught by this Fagin I had told them about.
"Ok, I'll sing… Reviewing the situation. Ok?"
"Go ahead Madame Agate." said Madame Giry as she motioned to the stage."
"A mans got a heart,
Hasn't he?
Chokin' apart,
Hasn't' he?
And would I be the first one to say I wasn't the same?
I'm finding it hard to be really as black as they paint.
I'm reviewing,
The situation.
Can a fella' be a villain all his life?
All the trials,
And tribulation.
Better settle down and get myself a wife.
And the wife will cook and sow for me,
And come for me and go for me.
And go for me and nag at me,
The finger she will wag at me.
The money she will take from me,
The misery she'll make from me…
I think I better think it out again.
A wife you can keep anyway,
I'd rather sleep anyway.
Left with out any one in the world and I'm starting from now.
So how to win friends and to influence people, so how?
I'm reviewing,
The situation.
I must quickly look up every one I know.
Titled people,
With a station.
Who can help me make a real impressive show.
I will own a suite clearages,
And own a fleet of carriages.
And wave at all the duchesses,
With friendliness
As much as this.
Be fitting of my new estate,
Good morning to you magistrate.
I think I better think it out again.
So were shall I go,
Somebody?
Who do I know?
Nobody.
All my dearest companions have always been villains and thieves,
So in my time of life I should start turning over new leaves?
I'm reviewing,
The situation.
If you want to eat you've got to earn a bob,
Is it such a,
Humiliation?
For a robber to perform an honest job?
So a job I'm getting possibly,
I wonder who my boss will be.
I wonder if he'll take to me,
What bonuses he'll make to me.
Start at eight and finish late,
At normal rate,
I know but wait.
I think I better think it out,
I think I better think it out again.
What happens when I'm,
Seventy?
Must come a time,
Seventy.
When your old,
And it's cold.
And no one cares if you live or die,
Your one constellation's the money you may have put buy.
I'm reviewing,
The situation.
I'm a baden,
And a baden I shall stay.
You'll be seeing,
No transformation.
But its wrong to be a rogue in every way.
I don't want nobody hurt for me,
Or made to do the dirt for me.
This rotten life is not for me,
It's getting far too hot for me.
There is no in-between for me,
But who will change the scene for me?
Don't want no one to rob for me,
But who will find a job for me?
I think I better think it out again.
HEY!"
I heard everyone clapping behind, and onstage, even La Carlotta was smiling at me! I couldn't belive what was happening. Carlotta was mean to everyone, including me, and she's smiling at me right now.
Just then Lunar pushed me aside and started to sing.
"Oh, when it comes to music,
You know that I'm the one.
My fires the brightest,
Brighter than the burning sun.
Oh yea,
It's all about me…" Before she could finish, the stage candles flared up and caught her dress and she went of screaming when someone threw a bucket of ice-cold water over her and put the fire out. I smiled to myself.
"She worse than a me." Carlotta whispered into my ear (if that is possible for her), before leaving to go to her sleeping quarters.
I knew it was going to be a long time 'till I get out of here, and the longer I spend here, the less likely it would be for me to find Fagin, Dodger, Charley and all the other boys.
Sorry this chapter stinks, but it will get better, promise. In the next chapter we find out how Agate met Fagin and the boys.