Me: Hi peoples!

Erik: We have returned with another chapter for you!

Me: I want to see who actually reads the author's notes. So if you read the top one, put ACOPHF in your review, if you read the bottom one, put Pickles in your review, and if you read both, put 'Music of the Night' in your review!

Erik: Let's see who actually reads these.

Disclaimer: I do not own POTO. *Sigh* Life is cruel.


Me: *Walks in the door* Wow. That was an interesting day.

Erik: Any day with a hands-free pie-eating contest at school is interesting.

Me: It's not the fact we had a pie-eating contest. It's the fact that Raoul won.

Raoul: WOO! I AM NOT A LOSER!

Christine: *Grumbles* I almost had you.

Jack: Why was I suspended again mate?

Me: You smashed a pie into the principal's face.

Jack: Oh yeah.

Me: *Facepalm*

Erik: So, what are we gonna do now?

Me: Remember? I said we're going flying today.

Erik: *Pales* Oh yeah.

Raoul: Do we have to?

Me: No, but I want to!

Christine: *Starts crying* I don't want to die!

Jack: So, we're getting giant wings?

Me: *Facepalm*

Jack: Why do you keep hitting yourself?

Me: *Growls* No. Reason. *Takes a deep breath* Just go get in the van.

Erik: I knew I should have made up my will last night.

*Ten minutes later*

Me: Here we are! Our airport!

Erik: It looks like a bunch of metal sheds.

Me: Well, we don't have any jets here. Just light aircrafts.

Christine: What?

Me: Little planes. Come on, the one we're going on is this way.

Erik: How many can this plane fit?

Me: I don't know, three or four maybe.

Christine: So we can't all go together?

Me: Nope. So we have to make groups.

Erik: I don't want to go with RaFop!

Raoul: I don't want to go with Erik!

Me: Okay, you'll be in separate groups. I don't want to be with Jack.

Jack: Why not?

Me: You never bathe.

Jack: Your point?

Me: *Facepalm*

Erik: That's going to leave a mark later.

Me: I know, I know.

Christine: I don't wanna go with Jack either!

Me: So me and Christine are in a group.

Erik: I call joining their group!

Raoul: Dag nabbit.

Jack: What's that, a rabbit stew or something?

Me: *Facepalm*

Erik: Doesn't that hurt?

Me: It's worth it.

Christine: So the groups are me, Megan and Erik, and Jack and Raoul.

Me: Actually, Jack and Raoul's group has a third member.

Erik: Who?

Jenna: *Is standing by one of the metal sheds* ME!

Erik: Your sister?

Me: Yup.

Christine: Is this the one?

Me: This is where the planes are.

Stranger guy: Hey you guys!

Me: Hi Duncan. Guys, meet Duncan. He's agreed to give us a ride in his plane.

Erik: *Grabs him by the collar* WHY WOULD YOU DO SUCH A THING?

Me: Erik! Get off him! *Drags him away* Sorry. He's a nervous flyer.

Duncan: I can see that. So who's going first?

Me: Me, Erik and Christine!

Erik: NO!

Christine: WHY?

Raoul: Whew!

Duncan: Are they all nervous flyers?

Me: Uh, yeah. They are.

Duncan: This is gonna be a long day.

*We head into the bunker and Duncan pulls the plane out*

Erik: He can pull it? Are you that's safe?

Me: Yes guys. They're called light aircrafts for a reason. Now get in! I call shotgun!

Erik: Christine, if we don't make it out of this alive, remind me to kill Megan.

Christine: Will do.

*In the plane*

Me: You guys okay back there?

Erik: No.

Me: Oh, you're fine. Put your headsets on.

Christine: Why?

Duncan: We won't be able to hear each other when we're in the air. The headsets will let you talk to each other.

Erik: Fine. *Puts on his headset*

Christine: *Puts on her headset* These feel weird. Do we have to wear them on the way to London?

Me: Nope. We're taking a jet there!

Erik: Oh goody.

Me: Erik, when will you learn?

Erik: *Hands over a dollar*

Me: That's better. Oh, and if your ears feel weird when we're in the air, just yawn.

Erik: What?

Duncan: Here we go!

*We take off*

Erik: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!

Christine: GET ME OUT OPF HEEEEEEEEERE!

Me: Guys! Stop yelling! We're in an enclosed space! Plus, we're only a few feet off the ground!

Erik: But we're going higher!

Christine: And higher!

Erik: And higher.

Christine: And higher.

Erik: And higher.

Christine: And high-

Me: I get it already!

Christine: I can't look! *Hides her face in Erik's cape*

Me: You should. Check it out.

Erik: *Looks out the window* Wow.

*Below us is the hills that surround my town, covered in trees with lakes everywhere*

Me: I didn't even know there were this many lakes here.

Christine: *Peeks out the window* Hey, it isn't so bad!

Me: Look! There's my grandparent's house!

Erik: Their pool looks so funny!

Me: There are the horses!

Christine: And the barn with the kitties!

Me: Look at all the water back here!

Erik: And how small the trees look!

Christine: They look like wildflowers!

Me: I think this is the campgrounds coming up.

Erik: Is that a mini-golf course?

Christine: I see a beach!
Me: I see where my seventh grade class had a camping trip!

Erik: How can you recognise it?

Me: When you walk around the same road 15 times, in the mud, in your flip-flops, in one day, you remember the landscape.

Erik: Ah. I see.

Me: And I see the casino!

Erik: There's a casino?

Me: Yup. On the reserve.

Erik: Hmm…

Me: Not a chance.

Erik: Darn it. I was hoping to earn back the money I owe on royalty fees.

Me: *Snickers*

Christine: Where are we going now?

Me: Let's go over town! We can look for my house!

Erik: Okay.

*We fly over the town*

Me: Look at all the tiny cars!

Christine: And the golf course!

Erik: I see the school!

Me: Which means my house isn't far away.

Christine: There! I see it!

Me: Cool! Look at how tiny the trampoline is!

Erik: The trampoline? Look how tiny your house is!

Duncan: Think we can head back and pick up the other three?

Me: Sure.

Erik: Hey, there's Main Street!

Christine: All the stores look so small!

Me: This was so much fun!

Erik: *Suddenly realizes he was having fun* It, wasn't that bad.

Christine: It was okay.

Me: Admit it, you liked it.

Erik: Never!

Me: Well, I will. That was awesome!

Christine: We're going down now!

Me: We're landing!

*We land and get out*

Me: Now wasn't that fun?

Erik: Um…

Christine: Uh…

Me: I'll take your reluctance to admit you were wrong as a yes. Jenna, Raoul, Jack, you're up!

Raoul: No! *Clings to my legs* DON'T MAKE ME!

Me: You have to get used to flying. Now get in! *Throws him in the plane*

Jack: What does this thing do again?

Me: *Facepalm*

Erik: Jack, just stop talking.

Jenna: Wish us luck! *Gets in after Jack*

Me: Bye!

*They take off*

Erik: So, what do we do now?

Me: I need water. *Runs to the van*

Erik: Megan? You okay?

Me: *Gulps down water* Yup. Just a little motion sick.

Christine: Really? I couldn't tell.

Me: If there is anything that cannot be said, it's that Megan is not a great actress. I didn't want to go back down, so I sat under the air conditioning and pretended not to feel sick.

Erik: But you're okay now?

Me: It's just motion sickness. It's passed. I'm fine.

Christine: I wonder how the other are doing.

*We see the plane pass overhead, and we can hear faint screaming*

Me: My guess is not good.

Erik: So, what are the suggestions for Halloween costumes?

Me: Oh, we got some nutty ones. But some of them are hard to put into poll form. So I've decided to make some options up and let the phans decide from those.

Erik: that's a little unfair.

Me: I'll include some that the phans suggested! I'm just gonna pick my favourites.

Christine: Okay then.

Erik: I'm bored.

Christine: Me too.

Me: So am I. Wanna go get some ice cream?

Erik/Christine: ICE CREAM! *Runs towards the Dairy Queen*

Me: Wow, they are fast. *Jumps in the van and drives after them*

*One hour later*

Me: You guys need to learn to control yourselves.

Erik: No thanks.

Christine: We're perfectly happy the way we are.

Me: You chased a squirrel up a flagpole.

Erik: He deserved it.

Me: *Sigh* You're insane.

Erik: So are you.

Me: I know. But I don't chase squirrels.

Christine: I think the plane is coming down!

Me: *Looks up* Hey, it is!

*The plane lands and Jack, Jenna and Raoul fall out*

Me: Have fun?

Jenna: I did!

Jack: I didn't.

Raoul: *Kissing the ground* I'm never leaving this spot, ever!
Me: *Drags him towards the van*

Raoul: No! No! I DON'T WANT TO!

Me: Calm down! We're going home now! You can kiss the ground there.

Raoul: Okay.

Me: Everyone, thank Duncan for the plane ride!

Everybody: Thanks Duncan!

Duncan: No problem.

Me: And now we're bound for home!

Erik: So how was your ride?

Jack: It was okay. That thing flies! Did you know that?

Me: *Facepalm*

Erik: That's the sixth facepalm of the day!

Me: Jack, just stop talking.

Jack: That's Captain Jack to you!
Me: Why didn't you say something before?

Jack: …*Shrugs* I dunno.

Me: *Facepalm*


Erik: Seven facepalms in one day! Jack is talented!

Me: My head hurts now.

Erik: It's your own fault.

Me: *Glares*

Erik: Shutting up!

Me: For people who don't read the top author's note, I want to see who actually reads the author's notes. So if you read the top one, put ACOPHF in your review, if you read the bottom one, put Pickles in your review, and if you read both, put 'Music of the Night' in your review!

Erik: And the get-together is officially rescheduled for this Saturday!

Me: So pack your bags and prepare for some Phantom Phun in the streets of London!

Erik: That rhymed.

Me: I know. I meant to do that!

Christine: Don't forget to review!