Horrific Proposal
The next morning, Phillipe decided to pay another visit to the opera house. He looked at the poster for Don Juan and saw it was canceled. He smirked and continued inside. Just as he reached for the door, it already flew open. Firmin was having what seemed to be a panic attack.
"What is going on?" He asked.
"Monsieur, it's absolutely horrible!" He said frantically.
"Calm down Firmin. What in the world are you talking about?" He took a few deep breaths then pulled out the letter he received.
"This note was sent by HIM." Phillipe's eyes widened slightly. "He says 'There will be a show. If not, then Robin will die.'" This caught him off guard.
"He'd kill Robin?" He questioned.
"He always keeps his word Monsieur. If we don't have a performance, then Robin will be in grave danger." Phillipe looked down at the floor.
He's threatening to kill his wife. Is this some way to make people think they're not together? He continued his thought. Then something struck him.
"There will be a show Firmin." He was about to say something but Phillipe cut him off. "We won't be performing Don Juan. We will let Robin have herself a performance. The Phantom will be there if she sings. All we have to do is lure him into a trap."
"But Monsieur, we've tried this already. Your brother-"
"My brother is dead because of this monster!" He shouted.
"He got what was coming to him!" They both looked up to the top of the stairs and saw Robin sitting at the top wearing an aqua tank top over a white t-shirt and a black shirt with blue jeans underneath. "You should know to never cross the Phantom."
"Is that so, Mademoiselle?" He said smugly and a smirk spread across his face. "You are aware that this man threatens your very life, yes?" She seemed unfazed.
"He always goes to great lengths to get what he wants." She said. "Besides, this proves that we have no relationship at all." She glared at Phillipe.
"She is right Monsieur." Firmin agreed. Phillipe just stared at her. He knew this was just a game they're playing with everyone. Each pawn is taking the bait while they continue as if everything is just fine. Phillipe smiled.
"I guess my theory was wrong then. I apologize." He bowed his head slightly.
"Well, we're glad that's out of the way." Firmin said. "Now, mademoiselle. I suppose there's no choice but to perform Don Juan after all."
"I suppose." Robin leaned back slightly and placed her hands behind her head.
"Unless..." Phillipe began, "...if we let Robin do her own little performance." Robin shot him a dirty look.
"What are you saying?" She hissed.
"The Phantom seems to enjoy your performances. He even stole you away after your last show, correct?" She felt a small lump in her throat. "It you sing, he will have to attend. We will have our finest men waiting to take him down."
"But we tried that." Firmin said. "It caused a horrible fire!"
"Yeah, I'm surprised you managed to fix this place up." Robin added.
"But this time, there won't be an escape." He explained. "Find every trap door on the stage, around the stage, or anything he could use as leverage. We must keep all matters of escape out of his reach."
"Yeah, you're a dead man." Robin said before jumping down from her seat and walking off.
"What is it about teenagers that make them act like this?" Phillipe wondered.
Robin wondered off back stage. Erik was waiting behind the curtains.
"What did they say?" He asked.
"Phillipe is going to have me do a performance alone." She said. "He thinks it will draw you out."
"Perfect." And evil smirk appeared on his shadowed face.
"He's also planning on sealing off every trap door and blocking off all matters of escape."
"He's in over his head my dear." He whispered into her ear. "He won't kill me and he won't have you." Robin felt herself tremble under the menace in his voice. It made her excited. "Do you know what you will sing?"
"Well, my friend Sara once took me to this concert and there was a song I heard that was pretty cool." She said. "There's this other one I liked that was originally in Japanese but translated to English." She reached into her pocket and pulled out her ipod. She scrolled through her songs and picked them out. "It's this one and this one." She showed him the screen and pointed to the names of the two songs.
"We may not be able to see each other for some time to avoid suspicion..." Robin's eyes grew very wide. She couldn't believe her ears! "...Let me finish. Though we may not see each other, I'll still be watching you in the shadows. If anything happens to you, I'll come for you." He took her hands and tears began welling up in her eyes. She hugged him tightly.
"After this is over, we'll always be together." She whispered to him. She let him go. "For now, it would be safe not to wear this." She removed her ring. She pulled out a small silver chain and placed the ring on it then put it around her neck. "But it won't ever leave my side." There was the sound of a door opening and Robin looked out to see who came in. It was Phillipe and Firmin again. But when she looked back at Erik, he was gone. Phantom indeed.
"Ah, mademoiselle. May we see you for a moment?" Firmin asked her. She walked off the stage and to the two men.
"What's up?" She asked.
"The plans will all be made out for your performance. The Phantom will not harm you in any way." Phillipe placed one hand on her shoulder. She flinched.
"You will not end like miss Daae did three years ago." She just stared at his hand that rested on her shoulder. He knew it made her uncomfortable.
"That's great." She said smiling.
"And Monsieur de Chagny has decided to throw you a small party to apologize for accusing you so." She slowly fixed her gaze on Phillipe who had a curious smile on his face. Robin just smiled.
"Sounds like fun." She said happily. Her stomach started feeling sick.
"Wonderful to hear. I will be here at six to pick you up." He patted her shoulder and she shuddered slightly. He then made his way to the exit. Robin's eye started twitching.
"Why isn't he pissed at me?" She asked. Firmin just gave her a weird look.
"Why would he be angry with you? You didn't do anything."
"As far as you know." She whispered. "Never mind. I'm gonna get ready." She placed her hands behind her head and walked to the door.
When she reached her room, that was given to her when she came back, she started going through her closet where all her clothes from her world were stored. She went through most of the skirts she had and found a long black one going to about her knees and a nice black blouse to go along with it.
"I feel like I'm going to my own funeral." She said to herself.
"You're not planning on wearing that, are you?" She turned around and saw Erik coming out of her mirror. She sighed.
"I don't really care if I look like anything in this world. It's Phillipe we're talking about. I don't want to follow what people have in mind for me." Erik just shook his head. "I really hate this guy. Plus, I think he might be up to something."
"What did you have in mind?" He asked.
"I'm not sure just yet, but I know something's going down." She went through her dresser again and started throwing shirts onto her bed that she thought might be a good match. Then her hand hit something. It was a dress. She sighed.
"What is it?" He walked over and saw the dress.
"I haven't worn this thing since the festival." She said. She ran her hand over the skirts.
"Why don't you wear it tonight?" She jumped.
"I don't think-" Erik cut her off.
"If you're going to win them over, this is the only chance." She just realized his face was REALLY close to hers. A deep blush appeared on her face. He smirked. "I thought you weren't embarrassed around me anymore."
"I thought so too." She pulled the dress out and looked it over. "I still think it's a little much for this. Besides, everyone knows my style by now."
"Robin, try not to be difficult." She sighed in defeat. She placed the dress on her bed.
"Turn around." He turned around and she began undressing. She pulled her tank top over her head then slipped the dress over her head before removing her jeans. "I'm done." Erik turned around. "I'm not doing my hair or anything."
"Don't think you'll have to." She started laughing. There was a loud knock on the door. Erik went over to the mirror and slipped behind it.
"Yes?" The door began to open. Christine stepped inside. "Christine, what's up?"
"I heard the recent letter sent in." she said. "I thought it sounded outrageous."
"Hey, it beats the heck out of Phillipe and his tall tales, right?" She said sitting down on her bed.
"But it's not a tall tale." Christine corrected.
"Exactly. But no one knows that." She winked at her and they started laughing. "He asked me to a party to say sorry for saying those things. And I get to do a show after all."
"Are you sure everything will be safe?" She asked.
"Everything will be fine." Robin stood back up and walked over to the diva. "Just trust me Christine. Nothing will happen." She gave her a thumbs up then headed for the door. As she walked out, she heard Christine whisper something...
"I hope you're right."
Phillipe was waiting by his carriage for Robin to come out. As she did, he opened the door and motioned for her to get in. But she just stood there and stared at him.
"Shall we go?" She started moving towards him. She gave him a small glance before stepping inside. He got in after her and then they started moving. Robin stared out the window and watched as the different buildings and lights went by. "Aren't you going to say something?" She glared at him for a moment before turning back to the window.
"Why are you doing this?" She questioned.
"It's my apology for-"
"Apology my ass." She interrupted. "You're gonna try something, I know it. But I'm on to you Count." He chuckled slightly.
"You're a very impatient girl. There's nothing to think of my dear. we're just going to a party and you can return to your monster of a husband." She turned her head completely and shot him a die-you-son-of-a-bitch look. Her hands were balled up into fists but soon relaxed once again. She turned back to the window.
"You're not worth my time." She said. The carriage finally stopped and Robin didn't wait for the door to open for her to get out. They stopped in front of this very fancy looking resuraunt and there were large groups of people inside. She felt something in her throat and it was stuck there good.
"Are you going to stand there all night?" He asked as he passed her. She just sighed and started after him. As they walked in, Robin was beginning to feel very uncomfortable.
This guy's gonna embarrass me in front of all these people isn't he? I just know it! She thought. They sat down at a table and she just kept looking all around the large room.
"There's no need to be nervous." He said. She ignored him. Moments later, Firmin and Andre walked up to them.
"So glad you could make it mademoiselle." Andre said and Robin gave him a nervous smile.
"Now, have you decided what to do for tomorrow night?" Firmin asked. She nodded. "Would you mind giving us a small preview?" She really didn't feel like singing at this time. So she just widened her smile and chuckled slightly.
"Where's the adventure in that?" She said as calmly as she could.
"I suppose she has a point Firmin." Andre pointed out.
"I suppose. Well, please enjoy the evening." She bowed her head slightly and they walked into the crowd. She continued staring at the different people around her and felt the lump in her throat get bigger. A very lively sounding music started playing and everyone started dancing. Phillipe stood up and held his hand out to her.
"Shall we?" He asked politely.
"In your dreams." Robin answered coldly.
"Then maybe I can convince her." A cloaked figure approached them. Robin stared at him and saw his gleaming eyes.
"Were you invited to this party?" He asked.
"I believe there was no direct invitation to anyone." He answered. "Besides, just this morning you said everyone was allowed to attend." He just sighed and stepped back. He held his hand out to her. "May I?" She continued to look into his eyes. She mechanically placed her hand in his and stood up. He led her away from the jealous Count and onto the dance floor.
"Didn't expect seeing you here." She said quietly. The figure chuckled.
"You knew it was me?" He asked.
"It was your eyes that gave it away." She said. She moved his disguise from his face and caught a glimpse of his black mask (in case you forgot, Robin made him this mask a LONG time ago).
"Did you think I'd let you be alone with that fop my dear?" She started laughing.
"I guess not." As the song ended, they parted and everyone started clapping. Robin grabbed a glass of water from one of the tables and started taking small sips. Phillipe walked out and started getting everyones attention.
"I have an announcement to make!" He said. everyone started giving him their attention. "Everyone, I'm sure you all are wondering why you're here. Well, yes I wished to apologize to Robin for falsely accusing her of being with the Opera Ghost, but there was one more thing." He motioned to Robin. Robin looked up at Erik and he nodded. She walked up to him but stopped about two feet away. She kept on sipping at her water. "I would like to say this one thing in front of you all."
Here it comes. Robin thought.
"Mademoiselle..." He turned to her and reached into his pocket for something. "It would make me very happy if..." he took his hand out and held out his fist to her. And when he opened it, there was a...
WHAT THE HELL!? (you'll figure it out)
"if you would become Robin Countess de Chagny." Everyone gasped. Robin spit out the water that was in her mouth. Erik was about ready to rip his head off. Robin just stared at him in astonishment. "I see you're in shock. Let me see if it fits." He took her hand and began placing on the ring. But she smacked it out of his hand. Everyone was surprised at her.
"What kind of bullshit are you trying to pull!?" She shouted. "You have some nerve to do this to me! First you accuse me of running off with the Phantom and now this?! I can't believe you!" She threw the glass to the floor and let it shatter. "You're a sick bastard!"
"You cannot deny me." He said.
"You're a real dumbass. You humiliated me. And you think you cam make it right with something like this? I swear, I've never been so insulted." She made her way through the crowd and to the exit. When she got out, Erik was already waiting for her. "I can't believe him."
"Let's go back before he decides to come after you." He covered her with his black cloak and they escaped into the shadows.
Hey everyone! Sorry for taking so long. I haven't really been able to do much since I can't really work with my brother hanging over me and my sister was home for a while from college so that was a situation. Anyways, I found the English translations to the songs I'm planning on putting on here and put them into my own little versions that you can sing along to. It took a little while but I think they turned out pretty well. I also had a great time at Otaku Fest a little while ago and I got to see my FAVORITE band EVER! LEETSTREET BOYS KICK ASS! So, things have been going well, sort of, but yeah. We also had our March concert at my school last night and I'm hoping they put it on youtube! I loved when we performed Joyful Joyful (from Sister Act 2). So, I have to go now. See you later!
