Hey y'all,

Here's another chapter just for y'all who review. They fill me with hope that somebody actually likes my story.

Guys, review please, I dedicate my next chapter to y'all and I respond to you guys if you have any questions.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own anything (stuffs Erik in closet) see? Nothing!

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"First things first, we need 19th century clothes. If we are to help you we have to be blending in with everyone else, not in our 21st century clothing." Renée said in French. "Then we have to change your house a bit. It just seems dark."

"How is this going to get me Christine's heart?" Erik shot a glare at Renée, who still had that weird look in her eyes.

"I won't tell you because then it will just ruin the surprise and because I don't want to." Renée started to glance around the room. "So do I have to wear a dress?" Erik looked shocked. He had never heard of a woman complain about wearing a dress.

"If you want to blend in" Erik said still speaking French.

"Fine but we need to untie my cousins first and give them some sort of explanation. They don't know a bit of French except what I taught them and that's not too much." Renée responded. Leaning down to untie Ash's wrist, Renée made quick work with the knots. Moving over to Ash's other wrist, Renée saw that Erik had already undid Jess's wrists. Undoing the final knot on Ash's rope, Renée straightened her spine so she was her full five feet and then gave a sort of scrambled explanation to her cousins. Erik disappeared in to Christine's room and brought back three dresses of different colors; one blue, one black and one light pink. Renée looked up and screamed, "DIBS THE PINK ONE!!!!"

Ash and Jess grimaced at each other. They knew that Renée got super excited with the color pink. They, on the other hand, hated that color. They found it too out there and attention grabbing. Ash reached out to grab the black one as Jess grabbed the blue one. Going into Christine's room, the trio pulled of their 21st century clothes and started to pull on the dresses.

"I'm NOT going without my spandex on." Renée crossed her arms over her chest. She had the dress on and everyone should be thankful they got that much out of her but without her spandex would be like asking a person to stop breathing. Ash and Jess just rolled their eyes and allowed her to wear them. It wasn't worth arguing in their eyes.

Allowing themselves out of the room, they saw Erik getting his cloak on. Renée began braiding her hair back in one long braid, and then put a brown elastic on the end. Ash and Jess began to remove any eyeliner they had on. Make-overs finished, the trio looked like the most eligible bachelorettes in Paris. Leading them out of the cellar, Erik showed them the market place near the Opera Populaire. Watching them with a curious eye, Erik saw them purchase roses, his favorite, the blood red variety, candles, and food. All sorts of fruit and vegetables, and a chicken were bought and brought to Erik to hold. The trio then walked through a couple of stalls and bought all sorts of jewelry, from necklaces to earrings, to hair clips and bracelets. Some of it, they bought it for themselves, the rest, Erik couldn't figure out who. It was a mystery of what they were buying for as they glided gracefully through the stalls, Erik following closely behind. Once the cousins were satisfied of what they had bought, Erik led them back to the entrance to his empire, aka the Rue Scribe entrance. The few minutes walk went unnoticed by the trio following Erik, who were chatting so quickly that it was difficult for him to keep track of where it was going.

Once back at Erik's house, Renée shoved Erik into him music room to compose, saying something about they would like some music while they worked. The real reason was so Erik couldn't see the finished product before he showed it to Christine. Ash and Jess were already arranging the flowers in vases, lighting some candles, not all to save some, and cleaning everything possible. Renée was in the kitchen preparing a full five course meal, including a light salad for appetizers, sticks with cooked vegetables and pieces of chicken on it. For the main course, she prepared chicken breasts with light spices and marinated in fruit juice. The last two dishes, Renée decided that they were going to be fresh fruit salad with a lemony seasoning, and chocolate covered strawberries.

"Make sure you hind that Christine doll somewhere." Renée called out from the kitchen.

"You know where it is?" Jess called back.

"Ask Erik. He'll know. Say that I said that it needs to be hidden to not wreck the atmosphere tonight." Renée walked out of the kitchen. Jess blanched immediately.

"Will he try to kill me if I ask?" Jess stammered.

"Fine then, I'll do it." Renée walked calmly to the music door and opened it only enough to grant herself room to enter. Creeping to the organ, she scanned the music and found where Erik was. Suddenly, he hit the wrong cord.

"B flat." Renée whispered in his ear.

Erik jumped, screaming, "BLOODY HELL!"

"Just want to know where the Christine doll in a wedding dress is." Renée put subtly.

"And you needed to scare me?" Erik demanded.

"No, it seemed more fun though to do it." She shrugged.

"It's in that room across the hall from the torture chamber, you DO know where that is, right?"

"No problem, and thanks." Renée skipped out of the room, thoroughly pleased with herself.

Renée moved the doll into the closet where Erik kept all his cloaks and made sure it was well covered in the back corner. Looking at her watch, she realized that the performance was going to start soon. Erik walked out of his music room, all ready for a night of romance. Ash and Jess had finished putting the final touches on the dining room. The little group walked up one of the passages to Erik's private box. Sitting down, the trio watched in amazement, the opera. Christine was amazing; dancing could have been better but all together, not bad. The trio ran back to the house to get everything ready for the two love birds. It was going to be a long night.

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Well y'all that all for now. Hope you've enjoyed this episode.

REVIEW REPLIES

GigglingGoth: Thanks for the review, I know he would react in a much more aggressive way was more fun.

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