"Good morning children!" Mary Margaret said cheerfully. "I hope you have had a wonderful weekend? You will get fifteen minutes to chat with your classmates before we are going to begin with our English lesson."

"I have seen you dancing Saturday!" Henry said with a smile to Clara.

"You have been there?" Clara asked in disbelieve.

"Yes. My mom together with Robin was there with me, and I could use it well for the essay we have to make. It was really nice to see!"

"It was? I have watched pieces of it behind the stage. We got our compliments when we were all finished so it was good, or at least I think. Even more exiting was that I have picked up some conversation about a little piece of paper that someone had left in box five while they had left it empty. It was signed by O.G. I could not figure it out what it meant until I heard our dance teacher she said: 'Opera Ghost' and my heart made some kind of jump."

"That means we have a real Phantom here in Storybrooke! How about we're going to check it out after school?" Henry whispered exited.

"I would love to but maybe tomorrow, father will be very angry if I am not coming home right after school is over. I have to ask him as I am going to go that I am going to make homework with you tomorrow, if you do the same, we can go and check out 'Operation chimp.' Okay?"

"I will do that." Henry said and put his English books on his table. Clara also put her books on her table and when the class was silent, Mrs. Blanchard started her lesson.

It was precise nine o'clock when Rumple walked up to his shop and opened it. Today he had to do most of the paperwork for this week and maybe he would fix one or two things that were still broken, becoming dusty on the shelves in the back of his shop. He collected some maps and settled behind his desk in the back of his shop. When he sat down his eye fell on the music box with the monkey on top. He winded up they key and let the little box play the melody. He once again tried to get the puzzle pieces fit together but they were far from fitting together. Rumple did not recognize the melody that the music box played. When it stopped playing everything felt so silent, but it did not bother him and so he went to work.

When Rumple walked in to his shop, he did not know someone was watching him from a little distance. Erik had returned to see if he could see him now since yesterday no one visited the shop. A little smile played in the corner of his mouth. He sat there all day long on the roof but no one entered it. Only when the clock tower rang seven times Rumplestilskin stepped outside and closed his shop, to see him a few minutes later drive away in his car.

It was five minutes before three o' clock when Mary Margaret let the children go. They had worked excellent today, and good work has to be rewarded.

"So where do you want to go and look for our Phantom?" Clara asked when they walked through the door outside.

"I think where I have last seen him. Otherwise we go and search in the Theatre and maybe leave a note he might would reply." Henry said while he thought of the possibilities.

"So you want to go to Granny's Diner, or what?"

"Yes, I think so, there he disappeared. That's where I at least lost track of him." Henry and Clara walked side to side through the streets of Storybrooke when Henry suddenly stopped walking and held a finger up to his mouth that she should be quiet. On the rooftop at the other side of Mr. Gold's Shop there was something he had never seen before. "Look." He whispered and pointed to the weird and little round object on the roof.

"I see it. Do you think it would be him?"

"I do not know, why would he be there?"

"I mean to remember he hated the light because it made him ugly."

"Can't we just ask him what he is doing?"

"I do not think he would like if we noticed him." Clara said while he narrowed her eyes to get a better look at the object on the roof. While Henry and Clara looked at the creature, it did not watch the shop anymore but to the two children who were watching him. If he was seeing it right it would be the little Clara and the boy he had ran in the other day at the edge of the forest. When he thought he had his chance, he quickly jumped off the roof, on a lower platform he made his way on the ground. Of course, Clara and Henry saw this and followed him and when they ended up at the parking lot of Granny's they lost track of him again.

"I can't believe this; we were so close and still lost him." Clara said defeated.

"You said he lived underground, haven't you?" Henry spoke his thought aloud.

"Yes, he lived in the catacombs of the Paris Opera House. Why?"

"Well maybe he was quick enough to get in here." Henry said and tapped with his foot on the iron lid.

"Would you really think he would have gone down there?"

"There is only one way to be sure." Henry said and kneeled down.

"You really want to go there?"

" For Operation 'Chimp'." Henry said and slowly lifted the lid.

"All right then." Clara said softly not knowing if she really should go that far.

"Don't worry, I brought a flashlight." Henry said while he handed it to her. Clara accepted and slowly started to climb down the ladder. Henry followed him and when she had reached the end of the ladder and turned on the flashlight, he closed the lid and climbed down himself.

- So please tell me, what do you think of this short chapter? The end slowly will be in sight and I have to decide if I want to continue in a new story after where I have stopped here at the end. Although I have no idea how I would do and write this sins this site does not have Ballets in the list of fanfics to write about... It would be a good thing they would be added, wouldn't it? Please review me to make my day and to help me make the decision! -