Because Chilly Phil had the dressing room all to himself tonight, Max had to change into his T-Rax outfit in the changing rooms with the other dancers, but he didn't mind. He had never been one to success or fame get through to his head, even when he was the coolest and most popular guy in Spoonervile High School. And the dancers didn't mind him joining them either. In fact, they were glad he joined them. They all told each other how awesome they were and how much of a nice and more talented guy he was. More than Chilly Phil ever was, according to one dancer. None of them even liked his music let alone his personality. One dancer even wondered how he made it to being the second biggest rock star on the planet, under only Powerline.

Then Miss Clarabelle came to collect T-Rax and the backup dancers for them to go on stage. They waited backstage as they waited for Chilly Phil to go onstage. When he did, he was greeted by not the big applause he was hoping for. He even hesitated for a bit before he introduced T-Rax and the backup dancers, who were greeted with bigger and louder applause.

"Now, that we are all here, what do y'all say we start with Just Do It?" Phil asked.

There was little to no cheers from the audience.

"Or how about Deepest Roots?" Max suggested.

The entire auditorium roared with cheer.

"All right, let's get on with it, shall we?" Then Max and the backup dancers started the song and they saw the audience was dancing. The only one who wasn't dancing at all was Phil.

Max just continued to sing and dance to the song until Phil joined in with the singing. He was singing so loudly that it didn't feel like he was joining in but rather trying to take over. Max gave up singing and the backup dancers and the audience stopped dancing, but Phil kept on singing. He didn't stop until there was a loud toad croaking sound. He heard it, but continued to sing until the croaking sound came back.

"All right!" Phil yelled. "Who's doing that?"

No one answered.

Phil continued. The more he tried to sing, the louder the croaking sound got. Then he gave up and looked at Max. "You're doing it, aren't you, T-Rax?"

Max just scoffed. "If you can't see very well, Phil, all I'm holding is a microphone. That's all I have. I don't have anything else."

"Is it one of your backup dancers?" Phil demanded. "Or did you pay one of these losers in the auditorium to do it?"

"No, he did not!"

That was the Phantom's voice.

"If you try to ruin T-Rax's sang again, Chilly Phil, there will be more consequences! As you were, T-Rax!"

But Max didn't start yet.

"Well, you heard her!" Phil snapped at Max. "What are you waiting for?"

"I believe you owe something to the audience," Max said. "For what you called them."

The audience agreed with him and they booed at Phil.

"I'm sorry, everyone," Phil said through his microphone. "I was under stress, but that's still no excuse for what I did. I promise we'll do the next song T-Rax wants to do and let him lead." As the audience cheered, he gave Max an angry stare.

"Since we're all struggling, I know the song to help us all relax," Max said to the audience. "What do you say?"

The audience cheered as he sang When I'm Struggling. He finished that song with no interference from Chilly Phil and it ended with thunderous applause from the audience. As he thanked them, he noticed the applauding was making Phil very angry and envious.

Then it was Phil's turn and he used his song Don't Be No One Else's Puppet. After he finished, he did get some applause but not as big as T-Rax. So, when T-Rax started with his next song You Are My Potion, he tried to take over singing the song. He was singing so loud that no one could stop him. Only when the audience screamed louder than his singing did he stop. Everyone on the stage looked up to see a person was wrapped up in rope and was yanking up and down like a yo-yo.

"Dad!" Max cried. He ran to him and tried to work out how to get him down, but he was still too high in the air for him to reach. He tried to see where the rope that was holding Goofy was tied to, but he couldn't.

"Don't worry, T-Rax," The Phantom said. "Your father is fine. He's part of the act. As for you, Chilly Phil, the next time you do anything out of order, a terrible disaster - even worse than this - beyond anyone's imagination will occur! As you were, T-Rax."

"I'll be okay, Max," Goofy said. "I'll get down on my own. You get on with your show."

Max returned to continue the song and again finished with tremendous applause. Phil did one more song called When Did Loving You Become a Crime? While he sang, Max checked on his dad and he was making progress. He was free from the rope that he was wrapped in, but he still had a long way to get down.

Then it was T-Rax's turn to song another song. He chose to sing What's Going to Happen in Your Future? When he was halfway through the song, Phil sang with Max only louder. As Max gave up singing, he heard a creak. He looked up to see the giant expensive chandelier above the audience started to rattle violently.

He grabbed Phil's microphone and looked at the audience. "Listen, everyone!" He cried to the audience. "I'm very sorry, but this concert has to end! You must leave the auditorium immediately! The managers will refund your money!"

"Why?" The audience kept asking.

"Look up! Your answer's up there!"

Everyone looked up and saw the chandelier descending towards them! And fast and violently as well. They all screamed and ran for their lives as the chandelier continued to come down.

Phil and the backup dancers saw the chandelier and ran offstage. Max would have joined them, but he got his foot trapped on the stage. He tried to get it out, but he couldn't. He saw the chandelier was getting very close to him. He closed his eyes as he awaited to be crushed, but he felt himself be free from the stage and flying in the air. He opened his eyes and saw that he was his dad Goofy, using the rope he got trapped in.

Then he heard a big crash sound. He looked down to see the chandelier had crashed and shattered. He saw half the auditorium and half the stage had been destroyed, as the destroyed chandelier settled on them.

"Now, listen!" the Phanton's voice yelled. "The more people disobey my instructions, the worst the disasters become! And let it be known to the managers that Suite Five is to be kept empty for me and me alone! Always!"

"What about us?"

That sounded like Screwy.

"Shut up, Screwy!"

That sounded like Nutsy.