The moment you've all been waiting for, Love Never Dies! Please, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Phantom of the Opera, or Love Never Dies, or anything in this chapter :)


Interview with the POTO Characters

~Love Never Dies~

"Alright, we're here. Welcome to Her Majesty's Theater in London, England!" Era announced while motioning to the theater in front of them. "I used my Fanfiction powers to have Ramin and Sierra perform in Love Never Dies together again with the new updates that the Australian cast so kindly made,"

"I don't want to watch anymore," Erik said while crossing his arms.

"Come on, Erik, it'll be fun! You have no idea what they made up about your fake future," Era said with a snicker.

"I can only imagine the horror," Erik replied with a huff.

"I'm interested to see what happened after Erik escaped in the movie," Daroga commented.

"Does it matter what happens when we all know Christine is going to be killed?" Erik exclaimed.

"Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned that…" Era trailed off. "Just try and enjoy as much of it as you can,"

"Is it safe to have the freak in a crowd full of people?" Raoul asked as he saw all the people waiting in line to get into the theater.

"Good point,"

"Erik, please try and behave," Christine begged.

"I have been behaving," Erik grumbled.

"I don't think you'll be able to sit still and not kill someone during this musical so…Daroga, you're responsible for him," Era instructed.

"What?" the Persian exclaimed.

"I don't need to be babysat by Daroga," Erik snapped.

"If he kills anyone, it's your fault," Era continued while looking at the Persian.

"Looks, the line's moving!" Meg announced while pointing at the line.

"Let's get moving then!"

~oOo~

Hours later, when the musical had ended, Fanfiction transported them all back to Era's office.

"So…what did you guys think?" Era asked slowly. There was a short moment of silence before all the voices began.

"I died!"

"I killed you!"

"I'm a drunk!"

"I'm still not there!"

"I live in America!"

"Please, one ridiculous story at a time," Era said while raising her hands in defense.

"I don't understand why they would assume I would leave Raoul for Erik!" Christine exclaimed.

"Thank you," Erik said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry, Erik, but it's true. And I would never do…that with you either, especially before my wedding day,"

"Keep talking, you're making me feel better," Erik said while crossing his arms angrily.

"Let's not all forget that dreadful song dedicated to your 'special night'," Daroga added in with a shiver.

"The worst part is how that song just stays in your head," Meg agreed.

"I couldn't stop laughing," Era snickered.

"I knew it was you chuckling in the theater," Erik said.

"Who else would it be?"

"Christine, I'm so sorry about killing you," Meg said apologetically to the soprano.

"It's alright…I understood why," Christine replied.

"That's no excuse!" Erik retorted.

"Well if you hadn't impregnated me and then left that would have never happened!" Christine argued.

"I had a reason to leave!"

"That's no excuse!"

"Why am I a drunk?" Raoul piped in with a sniffle.

"I don't know, Raoul. I can't think of any good reason for Andrew Lloyd Webber to do that to you except to shove Erik and Christine together," Era said while patting the man on the back.

"All of the things you worked for went down in a drink and a roll of dice," the Persian agreed with a nod.

"Why was our child's hair blond? In the musical none of their hairs were blond, not even Raoul," Erik pointed out.

"Yeah, that didn't make sense," Era agreed.

"At least he sang lovely," Christine said.

"…Erik, why are you smiling?" Daroga asked slowly. Everyone turned and looked at the masked man.

"As awful as that musical was, I enjoyed it," Erik answered.

"What?" Everyone said in unison.

"It was almost a dream come true. Christine loved me, she left Raoul for me, crowning me winner over Raoul, and we had a child together. To top it off Raoul was a drunk; I was rich and famous and was played by an attractive young fellow with a beautifully toned voice. Not to mention that I was granted all of the best songs," Erik pointed out.

"It's true; 'Till I Hear you Sing' was an awesome song. And just to point out, calling Ramin an attractive young fellow makes you sound like you're playing for the other team, if you know what I mean. Not that that's wrong, but if you're trying to win Christine over, making her think that isn't a smart idea," Era advised.

"As long as he keeps his sexual attention away from me, I don't care what his preferences are," Christine replied.

"Keep kicking me down, it's not like it offends me or anything," Erik mumbled sarcastically.

"Let's move back to Love Never Dies," Era redirected.

"That last performance I did was…was…" Meg paused.

"Indescribable," Daroga said.

"Exactly!"

"Another example of a song that gets stuck in your head," Era nodded in agreement.

"It was embarrassing!" Meg exclaimed, "I would never perform such a thing!"

"They obviously didn't put that into account," Christine said while patting Meg on the back.

"And being called an 'Ooh La La Girl'? What's that supposed to mean?"

"That Erik's running more than just a freak show," Era smirked.

"Speaking of which, I do have to admit that Erik's three freaks were very entertaining," Christine commented.

"You must have never been to a freak show," Erik grumbled, "If you like that kind of entertainment,"

"Stop attracting pity already, we know you're a pitiful soul, stop adding to it," Era condescended. Erik rolled his eyes at the girl before looking away. He blinked for a moment as he noticed a strange creature on top of Era's desk.

"What in the name of Faust is that?" he asked while pointing to the animal.

"Oh, that's Don," Era said with an awkward laugh as she walked over to the desk and picked up the live beaver.

"What is it doing there?" Daroga questioned confused.

"Well, I won him in another story and I've got nowhere to put him at the moment," she answered.

"What is it?" Erik asked, looking at the beaver closely.

"It's a Canadian beaver…the girl who gave him to me, Grace, thought I would like it because I'm Canadian and I like things that represent my heritage," Era answered. "I named him after you,"

"…I'm sorry, but I don't know how you got the name 'Don' from me," Erik replied.

"Don, as in Don Juan, like your opera that you refuse to let me see,"

"What!"

"Grace even gave me a mask for him, but he keeps knocking it off so I put it in my desk," Era explained with a smile.

"I never thought I'd see the day where this world can get stranger," the Persian said with a sigh.

"Don't hold your breath, Daroga, because the future is full of things that will make your bones pop out of their skin prison," Era replied.

"Is this beaver going to stay with us now?" Raoul asked nervously, "Because he keeps looking at me,"

"21 said she will take care of him, but he'll be in the building," the girl responded. Raoul gulped as the beaver gave him a dark look.

"Can this world get any stranger?" the Persian repeated with a sigh.


A/N-Yeah, I'm not kidding there, the beaver was given to me in another story because I participated. I was also given a Canadian moose named Paul, but just the beaver is gonna be in this. And trust me, it wont be the last time that beaver comes in. Next chapter is my sisters personal favourite, as you will see when I put it up. Until then, please review!