From the top of the stairs and hidden behind the elegantly-carved railings, he saw her watching him. And when her eyes had noticed Ms. Abraham twirling about in her gown, he could see the envy found within their chocolate-colored depths, longing to be her. And just as quickly as he had seen her, she was gone. E/OC

Content. He scoffed at the word. He envied the way that she hummed merrily to herself and smiled when she left tea outside of his door each day and how she had found a sanctuary in the prison in which he had sealed his fate. He couldn't decide if it had been more irritating to him, or whether or not it had intrigued him the most. COMPLETE

2 a.m. combined with a lack of sleep and some tea. Just a short series of ramblings, parodies, and satire about the cliches of Mary-Sue phanfics. I apologize in advance to my faithful readers!

A different take on the three main Phantom characters, Christine gets a chance to tell her side of the story, which should prove vastly amusing as she's not entirely sure what went on anyway.