This is a Gag chapter, meaning that it is not part of the actual story. Please skip to chapter 7 if you wish to continue with the actual story. Thank you.
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Chloe put down her charcoal and inspected her latest work. Wholly satisfied she pinned it to the clothes line, now running the length of the lair.
She pride fully looked upon her other works that littered the lair. Then quite a question seized her mind. Where was Erik? Her countenance screamed astonishment. How had she not noticed his absence?
Normally he would possess the chair next to her until she completed her work, but now he was no were to be seen.
Chloe absentmindedly scratched her head in thought. When was the last time she had seen him?
"Oh yeah, the riddle", she replied. That had been a week ago, worry began to prick her mind. Where the hell had he holed himself up? He had better not still be moping, she thought trying to stay rational.
She semi-frantically began her search. Well he was not in the garden, or the rafter of the stage.
Chloe made her way to the roof. She opened the door to see none other than La Carlotta and her poor poodle. Chloe quickly ducked behind the nearest statue.
"Yes, yes who is Mama's cutsie-wootsie fluffy-wuffy? You- yes- you, that's who", La Carlotta exclaimed. Chloe chanced a glance at the obnoxious Prima Dona.
La Carlotta was unreservedly lavishing the poor pooch in kisses. Red lipstick stained its afro-mane and Chloe could not help but make gagging faces at the display before her. The poor creature in question spotted her and gave her the most pitiful look of self loathing.
In return Chloe offered a unspoken salute before silently marching back to the door. Chloe left the roof with a new found respect for La Carlotta's cutsie-wootsie fluffy-wuffy.
Soon Chloe, yet again, found herself in the lair. "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU", Chloe screamed in frustration.
No sooner had the words been uttered a mirror behind the organ slid open. "Dear Chloe what have I told you about young ladies that use that kind of language"? Of course the person coming from the mirror was none other than the Phantom himself.
"Erik where the He-", Chloe quickly cut herself off as she saw Erik lifted one chiding brow. "-heck were you", she corrected. An amused smile graced Erik's lips.
"My dear, were you actually worried about me", Erik addressed taking a step towards her. A blush quickly consumed Chloe's face.
"N-no", she stuttered. "I was simply curious as to where you might have disappeared to", she stuttered taking a step back.
"Really Chloe? I hardly doubt that", he said huskily taking another step towards her.
"Eri-Erik Wh-hat are you doing", she weakly questioned taking a step back. Unfortunately for her she had backed herself into a wall. Erik seizing the opportunity trapped her against the wall between his arms.
"Chloe you can hardly deny the attraction you have for me", he whispered into her ear.
"Erik you are such a narcissistic pri-". Her insult was swiftly cut off with a steaming kiss. Both of them gave in, allowing hands and tongues to explore at their leisure.
Erik finally released her lips. He was pleased to find her hair tossed wildly, her chest rising rapidly as she tried to reclaim her stolen air, and her charcoal eyes half lidded in arousal.
"Say it, say you want me", Erik pleaded, taking her into his arms.
"Erik I-I want yo-"
Pain erupted in his skull as his eyes wrenched open. He soon found himself tipping back words in the chair he was sitting in.
A loud crash and an unmanly scream emanated throughout the lair and Erik found himself splayed across the floor. Erik slowly put himself into a seated position as he rubbed his head in pain.
He looked up to see none other than Chloe standing above him, holding one of his music theory books in her hand menacingly.
"I don't mind you sleeping at the table at I sketch at, but I draw the line when you start moaning in your sleep", she said narrowing her eyes at him.
The Phantom looked at her wide eyed before launching himself in the direction of the bathroom. The sound of running water was soon heard.
"Why would he decide to take a shower now", Chloe mused. What a strange man she thought shrugging her shoulder.
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