Disclaimer: See first chapter.

PS: Right here! Get your Silly Songs souvenir pictures! For a limited time only pics from "The Hairbrush Song"! Erik in nothing but a TOWEL!

ERIK: *pushes through the riotous throng to the souvenir stand* Give me those!!! *grabs the pictures*

PS: Why, Erik! I had you no idea you were like...

ERIK: Haven't you humiliated me enough?! What do you think you are doing?!

PS: *waves to a huge pile of money* Getting rich!

ERIK: AAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PS: Tell you what, I'll make it up to you.

ERIK: Oh, great.

PS: No, really. Here. *hands him a script* We'll do this one next.

ERIK: *takes script, scans it, and raises an eyebrow* Really?

PS: Absolutely.

ERIK: And I get to wear clothes?

PS: *hands him a box* Right here.

ERIK: ...Fine.

PS: Great. Now, go get into costume. *Shoos Erik off* Now then. *pulls out a terry cloth towel* Ladies and gentlemen, the actual towel worn by Erik during "The Hairbrush Song".

Dance of the Phantom

PS: And now it's time for Silly Song's With Erik, the part of the show where Erik comes out and sings a Silly Song. *curtain opens revealing Erik in his usual garb, plus a poncho and a huge sombrero, and Raoul in his usual garb, plus a matching fedora* Erik will be preforming the traditional Argentinian ballid "The Dance of the Phantom" in its original Spanish. Raoul de Chagny will translate. *an Argentinean waltz begins to play*

ERIK: Do I have to dance?

PS: *from offstage* Gee, lemme think. Um... YES!

ERIK: *mutters* Just asking. *starts dancing in time to the music* Miren al fantasma.

RAOUL: Watch the phantom.

ERIK: Miren como se mueve...

RAOUL: See how he moves.

ERIK: Como un leon...

RAOUL: Like a lion...

ERIK: ...tras un ratón.

RAOUL: ...chasing a mouse.

ERIK: Miren al fantasma.

RAOUL: Watch the phantom.

ERIK: Sus suaves movimientos.

RAOUL: Oh, how smooth his motion.

ERIK: Tal como mantequilla...

RAOUL: Like butter...

ERIK: ...en un chango pelon.

RAOUL: ...on a *confused* ... bald monkey.

ERIK: Miren al fantasma.

RAOUL: Watch the phantom.

ERIK: Los bailarìn...

RAOUL: All the dancers...

ERIK: ...envidian a su amigo...

RAOUL: ...envy their friend...

ERIK: ...como el quieren cantar.

RAOUL: ...wishing to dance as he.

ERIK: Fantasma bailarin, fantasma bailarin, fantasma bailarin.

RAOUL: Dancing phantom, dancing phantom, dancing phantom.

ERIK: Baila, baila, ya.

RAOUL: Dance, dance, yeah.

ERIK: Miren al petimetre.

RAOUL: Look at the fop.

ERIK: ?No es triste?

RAOUL: Isn't it sad?

ERIK: El no puede bailar.

RAOUL: He can't dance.

ERIK: !Pobre petimetre!

RAOUL: Poor fop!

ERIK: El deberia poder bailar...

RAOUL: He wishes he could dance...

ERIK: ...como el fantasma...

RAOUL: ...like the phantom...

ERIK: ...libre y suavemente

RAOUL: ...free and smooth.

ERIK: Pero el no puede danzar.

RAOUL: But he can't. OK! Stop the music! *music stops* Wadaya mean I can't dance? I can dance! What about the Masquerade? Didn't you see me dancing at the Masquerade?

ERIK: !No comprendo!

RAOUL: ?No comprendo? I'll show you 'No comprendo'!

*He's about to attack, when a Kid and his Dad come enter*

KID: Mom! Dad! Look over here! Get a picture of me next to the phantom in authentic Argentinian garb!

DAD: Ok, Kid. But we better hurry. I think the dwarves have your mother confused with someone else! *Mother runs passed, closely pursued by a group of dwarves* Say "Cheese"!

All: CHEESE!

*KID and DAD leave stage. Music resumes*

ERIK: *dancing again* Escuchen el fantasma.

RAOUL: Listen to the phantom.

ERIK: Oigan su voz fuerte.

RAOUL: Hear his strong voice.

ERIK: Como un leon...

RAOUL: Like a lion...

ERIK: ...listo a devorar.

RAOUL: ...about to eat.

ERIK: Escuchen al fantasma.

RAOUL: Listen to the phantom.

ERIK: Que dulce as su canto.

RAOUL: How sweet his voice.

ERIK: La voz de su garganta perece un trias.

RAOUL: The breath from his throat is like a chorus of little birdies.

ERIK: Escuchen al fantasma.

RAOUL: *getting annoyed* Listen to the phantom.

ERIK: Los cantantes...

RAOUL: All the singers...

ERIK: ...envidian a su amigo...

RAOUL: ...envy their friend...

ERIK: ...como el quieren cantar.

RAOUL: ...wishing to sing as he.

ERIK: Fantasma cantador, fantasma cantador, fantasma cantador.

RAOUL: Singing phantom, singing phantom, singing phantom.

ERIK: Canta, canta, ya

RAOUL: Sing, sing, ya

ERIK: Escuchen al petimetre.

RAOUL: *annoyed* Listen to the fop.

ERIK: ?No es triste?

RAOUL: Isn't it sad?

ERIK: El no puede cantar.

RAOUL: He can't sing.

ERIK: Pobre petimetre.

RAOUL: Poor... fop.

ERIK: El deberia poder cantar...

RAOUL: He wishes he could sing...

ERIK: ...fuere y ducle como el fantasma.

RAOUL: ...strong and sweet like the phantom.

ERIK: Pero no puede.

RAOUL: But he...but he can't.

ERIK: !Ni siquiera da un silbido!

RAOUL: He can't even whistle! *finally reaching the end of his rope* All right! That's it "Senor"! Come over here and let me sing YOU a song! *goes after Erik*

ERIK: *dodges* Adios, amigos! *runs offstage, followed closely by a murderous Raoul*

PS: This has been Silly Songs With Erik. Tune in next time to hear Erik sing.....

ERIK: *runs back on stage* Raoul is really angry! I hope he doesn't catch me! It's so hard to run with this sombrero on my head! *runs off again, followed by Raoul, again*

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