This is a filler chapter. Thank you, reviewers, and I'm sorry to everyone who I make fun of in this chapter. The next one will be better, I promise!

To say the least, it was a rough night for the students. After the Gameboy had been confiscated, and the authoress's punishment assigned( she would have to help the Christines paint their nails every night for a week), the students had been sent back to bed. After every settled down, it was quiet for a few minutes. Then, from the bedroom mirror in the room that was occupied by Mrs.GerryButler, Mrs.GerardButler, and Vegetagarwaen came the first interruption of many. Each fan was sleeping peacefully in their own bed when suddenly they heard from their mirror:

Flattering child,
you shall know me,
see why in shadow
I hide!

Look at your face
in the mirror -
I am there
inside!
I am your Angel of Music!

Come to the Angel of Music!

With a speed and level of athleticism not normally associated with writers, all three students were out of their beds and diving at the mirror. Unfortunately, Erik had not opened the sliding part yet, so they all hit the mirror at the same time, and fortunately did not shatter it. Madame Giry had rather wisely installed plastic mirrors after she had lost several Christines to mirror-induced accidents(They had become disoriented upon seeing their reflections, rather like birds do, and repeatedly smashed into them), so the fans simply bounced off, unscathed but slightly confused. On the other side of the mirror, Erik was looking confused as well, but it looked good on him. Anything looks good on him.
After one fan made a half hearted attempt to lunge through the mirror, Erik stepped back, and addressed the group in his normal voice," Sorry, the Christines were in here the other night, and I was coming to………um….. you know….."

At this point, Vegetagarwaen was the only fan capable of speech, with Mrs.GerryButler unconscious on the floor and Mrs.GerardButler choking on her own drool, so Vegetagarwaen took it into her own hands to answer," Kidnap to take to your lair, and seduce via a innuendo-laden song cleverly entitled 'Music of the Night'?"

Erik blushed, and replied," Actually, I was going to take her out to go egg someone's car. But that's definitely a good Plan B, thanks."

After glancing at the still unconscious Mrs.GerryButler, he said," Do you think she'll be okay?"

She immediately lifted her head and said to him," If I pass out again, will you do mouth to mouth?"

"Uh, maybe."

"Cool! Can someone hit me really hard on the head, please?"

Erik, having realized what he just said, answered quickly," Sorry, can you just direct me to the Christine's rooms?"

Mrs.GerardButler had finally managed to clear her throat of drool, whispered," Down the hall, to the left. Just follow the hairspray fumes."

He nodded, and turned.

"One more thing."

"What?"

" I love you!"

"Um, thanks." With a cape swoosh that was poetry in motion, he turned, and soon vanished. Mrs.GerryButler had gotten up off the floor, and was staring dreamily at the mirror. It was quiet for a minute, and suddenly a figure ran past the door, followed by the authoress. The figure was a teenage guy with dark hair and green eyes, and was wearing a trenchcoat. He was very good-looking, and was waving his arms while yelling," Freedom!"

The authoress was screaming," Caleb, get back here this instant! You're being a very bad fangirl fantasy." Another figure, this one with a sword, also bolted past, and she shouted," Orlando, get back here this instant! Bad Orlando! Bad boy!"

The students sat up, and watched the authoress make a flying leap that ended up tackling Orlando and grabbed Caleb by the ankle. After a brief struggle, they were still, and the authoress clipped two leashes that had been attached to her belt onto collars each of the guys was wearing. She stood up, and tugged on the leashes, and began to lead the two guys behind her. Upon seeing the confused stares of the three students, she explained," They're my fangirl fantasies. I keep them under my bed. Flyingwolfatheart stole my Sokka, and I think Zukoscute2 got my-" They were interrupted with the faint sound of someone singing the Angel of Music song. The authoress groaned, and muttered," Not again."

Mrs.GerardButler cocked her head curiously and asked," What happened?"

The authoress dragged her fantasies by their leashes into the room, and hung the leash loops over a bedpost, then continued," At about this time every night, Erik goes and tries to kidnap a few Christines. They should be coming by in three………two……….o-"

A bedraggled Erik passed by the door, with one fan hanging from his right leg and several Christines in tow. The Christines were trying to escape, and the fan was trying to push them off. Erik had several darts sticking out of the back of his cape. Hot in pursuit were about a half dozen Madame Girys, the leader carrying a tranquilizer gun. She was firing off round after round of darts, but Erik kept on moving, dragging Erik for President and the Christines. His full out run had slowed to a stagger, though, and after a few halfhearted twirls, fell facefirst onto the ground. He rather resembled a cape-wearing masked porcupine with all the darts stuck into him.

The Christines leapt to their feet, and ran in the opposite direction back to their room. Erik for President was trying to drag his unconscious body down the hallway, but several darts from the lead Giry's gun had her on the floor and twitching. Two other Girys had unfolded stretchers, and lifted the unconscious Erik and Erik for President onto them. The rest of the students were standing in the hallway, and watching Erik be slowly carried away. Erik for President had recovered, and was sadly watching Erik be carried away.

Suddenly, Trek Phan shouted," Hey, is that his cape?" The Girys had removed his dart-impaled cape and left it on the floor. Every reviewer went from their doorway to his cape in under ten seconds, and began wrestling over it. I will not go into the gory details, but punches were thrown and hair was pulled. Several fans produced weapons, including homemade Punjabs and rapiers, and things were getting violent when a single hand reached down and grabbed the cape, which had been kicked away during the scuffle. For a second, the fans continued fighting, not noticing the person standing next to them. When they finally glanced upwards, they saw the original Christine standing above them. How did they know it was the original, you ask? Aside from the words "Original Christine" emblazoned across the front of her t-shirt, it was mostly intuition.

She grabbed the cape and clutched it to her chest as she turned and fled. The fans surged forward as one and within seconds had surrounded her. Several rapiers and one homemade Punjab that was actually a pillowcase were at her throat when Madame Giry dove out in front of her, knocking the swords out of the way. Several other Girys wearing white suits ran in behind her, shoving their way through the rabid crowd. One whipped out a pair of handcuffs and secured Christine's hands. As she was lead from the area towards a white van that had dropped out of a plothole, the original Madame Giry shouted," I know that you're all too riled up to go back to bed, so I have an idea. Karaoke and an early film festival!" The fans screamed in approval. She continued," If you return to your rooms, you will find outfits of your choice in your bureaus. Be at the orientation room in half hour." As the fans scurried away, Madame picked up the cape and draped it around her own shoulders. As she walked away, she said quietly to herself," I think I'll auction this off at the karaoke."

Does that sound good at all? In your review, state which song you would like to sing, your outfit of choice, and your maximum bid on the cape. If you don't want to sing, that's fine, just say so. The KayErik, LerouxErik, and ALWMusicalErik will all be making guest appearances. If you would like your fanfiction Erik to appear, say so and tell me about him. Erik says thanks!