Disclaimer: The Phantom of the Opera is not mine, will never be mine, and never was mine.
Think of me,
Think of me fondly,
When we've said goodbye.
Remember me once and awhile,
Please promise me you''ll try.
When you find,
That once again you long,
To take your heart back and be free,
If you ever find a moment,
Spare a thought for me!
Ryan, Blake, the managers, and just about everyone else was staring with mouths wide open. Even Piangi had come back to see where the voice was from.
Allex, Mme. Giry, and Meg Giry all had identical grins on their faces. "Did you know that she could sing?" Mme. Giry asked Allex suspiciously.
"No, but I thnk that it is quite amusing that my brother and his friend are standing there, gaping like fish," Allex said quickly. 'I hope that Ryan isn't angry with me. I called him my brother.' Her train of thought was interrupted when the stage erupted with applause. She was amused to see Ryan and Blake clapping very, very loudly.
"If you'll excuse me?" Allex asked Mme Giry and Meg. Mme. Giry just nodded.
Allex walked quickly onto the stage, passed Christine and the gushing ballet rats, toward Blake and Ryan. On her way passed the managers, she heard M. Firmin cry,"We've found our Elissa!"
Shaking her head, she parted some of the ballet rats to get to her "brother" and his friend. "Ryane, Blake, come!" she said exasperated. She had tried to get their attention for almost fifteen minutes before they answered.
"Allex, what do you want?" Ryan asked.
"Just come with me!" Allex growled.
"Yes mom," Ryan conceded.
'Good,' Allex thought,' He's playing along, even if he doesn't know it.'
The three of them walked off of the stage and into one of the back rows. On stage, Blake could hear the ballet rats clamoring around Christine and asking her how she learned to sing like that.
"Allex, why did you want to talk to us?" Blake asked. "And would you please explain how you knew that the scenery would fall?"
"One word, phangirl," Allex said with a crooked grin.
Ryan muttered,"Honestly, you would think that she was ten sometimes."
"Aww," Allex cooed," Has someone forgot to take their medicine?"
"Oh, shut it," Ryan grumbled.
"So, what does being a fan girl mean?" Blake asked.
"First of all, it's pronounced phan-girl. Phan like phantom. And being a phangirl means that I know everything that will happen. Doi!" Allex giggled. Then she muttered something that sounded suspiciously like,"Idiotic Carlotta. We must find a way to help the Phantom sabotage her."
Ryan and Blaked looked at each other. The same look passed between them, 'She's your friend, you fix her.'
"Follow me!" Allex suddenly ordered, walking off at a power-walk-pace, not even stopping to look back to see if thee other two were following. The two exchanged a glance, shrugged their shoulders, and walked off.
Allex led them through the opera house, passed door after door, the only sound being the echo of Blake's and Ryans shoes and the occasional yelled curse or thrown piece of clothing. "How in the (pant) world (pant) does she move that fast?" Ryan gasped. Now, all that they saw of Allex was the hem of her dress.
"Track?" Blake guessed, not as out of breath as Ryan, but still unable to catch up with Allex. "Allex, wait up!" he yelled, hoping that she would hear him.
A few minutes later, Allex poked her head out of one of the doors behind them. "Hi!"
Both of the boys screamed and turned around to face her.
"What'd ya do that for?" Ryan asked.
"I'll tell you later. Now, I want you two to meet M. Raoul de Chaney,"Allex happily introduced their guest.
"Who is he?" Blake asked. Then, Ryan and Blake's mouths dropped open at the sight before them. There stood the Vicomte.
Blake was the first of the two to recover,"You're the Vicomte!"
"Yes," Raul said nodding slowly. He was beginning to wonder if these people were insane. He remembered how Mlle. Allex had greeted him.
Flashback (5 min. ago.)
He was walking around the opera house, admiring the sculptures.
All of a sudden, someone had come running into his chest. Looking down, he saw that it was the young lady whom he had escorted the the Opera Populaire.
"Hi!" she piped, stepping back to arms length.
"Hello?" he answered, it sounding more like a question.
"I've -well, we've- been looking for you,"she said one breath.
"May I ask why?"
"Well, wekindofneedseatsfortonightsoperabecausewell,welostours,"
"Could you repeat that?"
"I asked if we could sit with you during the opera tonight, since we have lost or tickets."
"You may."
"Thank you M. Vicomte."
"You may call me Raul."
"Okay, Raul. Then you call me Allex. I have to go tell Blake and Ryan! Adios!" the girl called.
Raul followed her, and like the boys was amazed that someone in a dress could move that fast.
End Flashback.
'Strange people,' he concluded.
Then Blake asked,"So, may we sit with you?"
"I have already agreed that I would allow you three to observe the opera with me," Raul said.
"Lovely!" Allex chirped.
Ryan, who had to be a pessimist, asked,"What do we do now? We don't have clothes to go to an opera."
"I shall lend you some," Raul volunteered, seeing that Blake and Ryan were about his height. "I'm sure that I shall be able to find Mlle. Allex a proper dress."
Allex, Blake, and Ryan groaned. The hated the clothes that they were wearing now. Raul just gave them a look that said, 'Come.' So, with a look between them, they trudged of to be tortured with the horror that was clothes shopping.
Is anyone alive out there? I feel so lonely because no one has reviewed. The Vicomte de Chaney has something to say.
Raul: No I do not.
Allex: You most certainly do!
Raul: No.
Allex: Stop acting like a spoiled brat.
Raul: No.
Allex: I'll bring Christine into the next chapter.
Raul: Alright. Allex says that she will give a mini Erk/Gerik/Merik doll out if you review.
Allex: Was that so hard?
Raul: Yes.
Allex: Shut it, monsieur. -in a happier voice- so review everyone and get your very own Erik/Gerik/Meric doll!
