WHOA! 41 reviews for three chapters? You guys are awesome! I've never gotten so many reviews for this few chapters before! Thank you so much!
LilliesoftheValley: Thank you for your review! I'm glad you don't think it's dumb.
Cowgirl4Christ: Thank you so much for your review. You're right, Mme Giry SHOULD get an iPod!
The Magic Pickle Fairy: I'm glad you like Erik rapping. Also happy you liked the conversation with Christine and the Fopster! Thanks!
StarrySpark: Thank you so much! Yeah, Christine DID show the fop!
Tsukiyumi no Mikoto: Thank you for your review. Yeah, I kinda did copy the note thing.. everyone does seem to really like the Nextel!
Luxis-lil: Yes, I wonder why? Well, if I had directed, there would have been. Always can do another remake, right? Christine is not going to be all mushy mushy with the fop in this one... who LIKES him, anyways?
RavenRulzRF: Don't choke on your gum! So happy you like rapping Erik!
PhantomBecca: It didn't alert you? That stinks. The pouting thing is a totally awesome idea.. I think I'm going to add that in...
Chloe Rides a Land Shark: That's a great idea! Thanks for your review!
Yoshimi Minamino: Rapping Erik isa for you! Thanks for you review!
Pip B: You also like the Shirley thing? I've always loved that. I had a rather hard time with the rap (Writing your own renditions of songs isn't easy!), but I think I managed to pull it off! Wittle angel of moosic... that cracked me up!
Authoressinhiding: Yeah, Raoul makes me laugh, too. Thanks!
MetalMyersJason: You are correcta! Thanka you very mucha! Sorry, I'm just talking like the soup Nazi on Seinfeld.. NO SOUPA FOR YOU! Thank you!
phantomphan6230: Thank you! I'm so happy you like rapping Erik!
Mary Anne Talbot: Thank you very much! I'm glad you enjoyed it!
naruchan: Whups! Sorry the rapping scares you... but there's more of it in this chapter! Thanks for reviewing!
drunk.monkey: I certainly shall! Very happy you like my story.
Disclaimer: I own Phantom of the Opera (cough) DVD and soundtrack. Does that count? As for the real thing... nope.
Chapter 4: Project: Rapping Phantom
Christine looked at the mirror slowly, excited by the rap music. "Is that… rap?" she asked.
"Come to me, my angel of music…" Erik sang, slowly opening the mirror.
Raoul overheard something on the other side of the door. "Who is that in there!" he yelped.
"I am your angel of music…" Erik went on, "Come to me, angel of music…" He finally opened the mirror, and she saw him, leaning on the wall. With a very cute look, he pouted, sticking out his lower lip. Christine let out a girlish squeal and snatched his hand. Erik began to lead her through the mirror... unfortunately, he stubbed his toe on the wall. He let out stream of curses and quickly muffled them. Christine looked on in concern.
"Are you all right?" she asked.
"Fine, fine," he squeaked, masking the pain. (Ohh, that one hurt!)
She studied him as he led her through the passages and sighed dreamily.
"What?" he asked.
"I must really be in heaven," she remarked dreamily, "Because you look like an angel…" she stared at him. "When they said tall, dark, and handsome, I think they must have gotten it from you! You're HOT!"
He blushed. "Eh-hem, thank you," he stammered.
"What's your name? Your real one?" she asked.
"Erik," he immediately replied. "And no, I'm not your angel of music. Forgive me for…" He was stopped from saying anything further.
"Do you know what this means?" Christine asked excitedly, "DO YOU!" she began jumping up and down happily.
He stared at her. "Um… no?"
"Sexy Phantom!" she chirped ecstatically, "That means I can actually date you! This is ten times better than any angel of music!"
"Well I…" he trailed off, not expecting this from her.
"Hot Phantom!" Christine squealed, beaming at him. "This has got to be a dream! In sleep he sang to me," she began to sing, "In dreams he came, that voice, HOT voice, which calls to me, and speaks my name.. and do I dream again, for now I find, the HOT Phantom of the Opera is there… inside my mind!"
Erik looked at her and began to sing. "Sing once again with me, yo, sing with me, our, our, strange duet! My power over you, and you so know it's true, grows, grows, even strongah yet!" He was of course, rapping. "And though you turn from me, maybe gradually, to glance behind, the Phantom, yo, the Phantom's there, inside yo' mind!"
"Those who have seen your face," Christine continued, "Draw back in fear… I am the mask you wear…"
"It's me dey hear, yo!"
Then they both began to sing/ rap together: "Your/My spirit and my/yo' voice, in one combined/ in one combined, yo! The Phantom of the Opera is there/ Da Phantom's dere, yo! Inside my mind/Inside yo' mind!"
Christine then began to sing high notes as they were nearing the gates. The candles began to come up out of the water, the curtains drew back, and the gate began to open.
Suddenly, everything stopped. The curtains fell back, the gate stopped moving, and all the candles went off. The boat stopped working, too, and Erik sighed tiredly.
"I hate it when it does that," he groaned, "I overloaded a circuit. Hang on, I have to find the main power box. Be back in five." He jumped out of the boat and waded into a dark tunnel. Christine waited for a moment in partial darkness, twiddling her thumbs. She could wait for the... I mean HER HOT Phantom. Suddenly, everything went back on, and she smiled. But… then a few sparks went off, and it went black again. Her smile faded.
A few more sparks went off from Erik's direction, and she heard some muffled swearing.
"You okay back there?" she called hesitantly.
"Fine!" he shouted back, "Just got electrocuted, but other than that, my day has been JUST GREAT!"
Christine sighed and picked at the wood on the boat.
"BLAST IT ALL TO–" She heard Erik yell at the top of his lungs, punching the box at the same time, hard.
Everything suddenly came on again, and the gate continued to go up. Christine sighed, this time in relief, and looked around for Erik. He finally came back, a little frazzled, and definitely angry, but hot nonetheless. Erik got back into the boat, took up the pole, and calmed himself down.
"Aww," Christine pouted, "You're hot when you're angry."
Erik looked down at her. "Thank you my dear," he grinned, inwardly thinking, On second thought, this night is turning out better than I planned.
"Shall we continue then?" he went on, as the gate went up. She nodded and went back to singing the high notes until they got to his lair. He jumped out easily, threw off his cloak, and stood looking around. "So, whaddaya think of my joint?" he asked.
Christine nodded, grinning. "It's.. how should I say it… DA BOMB, DUDE!" she replied eagerly.
Well, it looks like Erik's little power outage is all fixed now!
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