I'm back with another chapter. This chapter will be in Erik's POV. I hope you enjoy. Sorry I haven't updated lately. You can blame Algebra for that. I will try to update every few days.


Erik's POV

I sat at my organ to think about the strange girls that had invaded my home. Maria seemed slightly annoying. She was way too bouncy and happy. She reminded me of Little Giry, young and happy without a care in the world. It almost made me sick.

Kat seemed slightly more mature, that didn't mean I hated her any less. Women had never been very kind to me, nor had any of mankind. Except the Daroga and possibly the young girl I was tutoring. So I didn't see why this girl would be any different. That whole sppech she gave on the night was just cheesy. She couldn't possibly believe any of that, unless in the future being forced into solitude was considered normal.

I finally decided to stop pondering over it and continue to work on my opera. Somewhere in the midst of composing my mind drifted to Christine. Ahh, my Christine. Some might say she was beautiful, I saw her beauty but that was only a small part of why I loved was my light, a small bit of hope in this unending darkness. She would love me, and she would become my wife. Someone I could take on Sunday walks and share my music with. I would never ask her for anything if she only agreed to stay.

I thought on this when I heard yelling. Thinking that somehow someone had broken into my home, I ran into my living room where I saw a very odd sight. Kat was still in her clothes, doing some weird acrobatic thing around my living room, and Maria was chasing her yelling at her to stop. I walked in front of Kat, causing her to fall. I was about to unleash my rage on her when I heard an odd noise.

Snoring. The girl was snoring.

Maria came over and tried to wake Kat up, "Kat get up, this is not gymnastics practice."

Kat stirred and hit Maria, then she noticed she was on the floor, "Why am I on the floor and why are you guys staring at me while I sleep. Seriously, you guys have nothing better to do?"

I was a little offended until I saw her smile and laugh, "That was a joke, Erik. But seriously, what was I doing on the floor?"

"Mademoiselle, no one in this room knows what you were doing."

I looked over at Maria, who at this point was laughing so hard I thought her sides would split. She managed to choke out an explanation though, "Kat... you should...have seen... how you looked. You were...doing cartwheels... in your sleep."

Kat began to laugh too. What was wrong with these girls?

Eventually, their laughter died down and it became quiet again. Kat however just had to ask more questions.

"I'll explain why I was doing cartwheels in a bit." Then she turned to me, "What time is it? Did I wake you guys? Is the Daroga coming later? Should I make breakfast?"

I felt like slamming my head into a brick wall. I would have, but that would have caused more questions, and a mental exam from the Daroga.

"It's seven am. You did not wake me, although I cannot speak for your friend. Nadir is coming later, and I'm sure he would love it if you made breakfast. Now if you excuse me, I am going to go drop something on someone, preferably Carlotta."

And then I was off, and finally I had no one to irritate me.


Kat's POV

Erik left. I was kind of disappointed, I wanted to drop something on Carlotta too. But I didn't think Erik was very happy with me, especially after I had sleep cartwheeled around the room.

Maria was looking at me strangely, "Why did you sleep in your clothes?"

I shrugged, "Seriously, I was just doing cartwheels in my sleep, and you want to know why I slept in my clothes."

We sat there for awhile, staring at the lake. "Wanna go for a swim?"

Maria just looked at me like I was crazy, "We didn't bring out suits." I gave her a minute to catch on. "Oh we could go swimming in our clothes, I get it."

I stood up and started to run, " Race you there!"

We ran into the water, staying close to the shallows. It was freezing, but you got used to it after a while. We were splashing each other when Nadir dropped in, literally.

He came reemerged spitting up water and soaking wet. He gave us a weird look when he saw us standing knee deep in the water completely drenched.

Nadir swam over towards us and got out of the lake, looking like a drowned rat. His only words were, "Watch out for the trap door in the fourth cellar."

Then it occurred to me that there might be drowned rats in the lake, and I instantly ran out of the water.


I hope you all enjoyed that. Poor Nadir, Oh well he will just have to get over it. If you get a chance, please review. Next update should be either tonight, or Saturday. I have and idea for the next chapter and I can't wait to write it down.

Thank you to the people who have reviewed. You know who you are and you guys are awesome.

Anyway, thanks for reading.