Remember! This is only a work of humor! I do not want to get reviews
complaining about how some characters behave (i.e."non-Erik" behavior) This is
the first half, I have some work to do on the 2nd half. Please be patient, and
enjoy!
—¤ Erik DuNuit ¤—
Erik walked in the door: cold, tired, and angry. The last thing he wanted to see
was some idiot person with some stupid grin on their face. He thought to himself, "Right
about now I could use a gin and a good book!" He then turned the corner and was nearly
knocked from his feet by what happened next....
"Surprise!"
Everyone jumped out screaming and laughing wearing cone-shaped party hats.
That is, all except for Carlotta who was standing by the buffet table downing as much as
she possibly could.
"What is the matter with all of you people and what are you doing in my home!"
"I thought you needed a birthday party," said Christine, "I didn't know your
birthday, and I felt bad because no one ever celebrates YOUR birthday!"
"Why would I want YOU PEOPLE at my birthday. Get out all of you before I
punjab the lot of you!"
Everything was mass confusion as people ran in all directions. The managers ran
to Erik's bed room. Raoul and a small group, to the Louis-philippe bedroom. Christine
hid behind a potted plant and chanted over and over, "He'll never find me here!"
Madame Giry chased after Meg as she took off for the kitchen grinning like a school girl
in a candy shop and giggling the whole while.
—¤ LOUIS-PHILIPPE ROOM ¤—
"Ooooh! I know a good spot," said Raoul and started off towards the Louis-Philippe
room. Raoul lead everyone into the carelessly left open hexagonal torture chamber.
"Shh... he'll never find us in the broom closet!" Carlotta bursts in all of a sudden...
"Dis is no Clozzet. Dis is a room."
"Wonderboy strikes again!" yells out M. Reyer.
"Check the door!" screams somebody else.
Raoul tried the door: locked! Carlotta shrieked, shattering all of the mirrors
instantly, and rammed the door in her rage. The door flew from it's hinges and broke
the Louis-Philippe wardrobe. They tried to put it back together, and it ended up looking
like one of those ice sculptures, but not the nice ones on cruise ships. One of those ones
that was done with a chain saw, and sat out in the sun too long. Piangi bursts in: "He'll
never notice! It looks as good as new!"
"It's that Spanish ingenuity!" Carlotta exclaims.
"Oh shut up you harlot!" Raoul shrieks.
Just then...
—¤ ERIK'S ROOM ¤—
Erik ran into his bedroom in search of the prowlers. Just then, he noticed the lid
on his coffin was closed. Realizing he had found a hiding place, he slowly made his way
towards the coffin. All of a sudden, it started to shake, and he heard familiar voices
inside.
"Firmin? Richard? What are you doing in my coffin?" he asked, thoroughly
skeeved.
"Uhh..." said one of the voices frantically, "We're moving furniture!"
"We already used that one you dope," one whispered.
"If you don't get out my house... I'll... I'll make sure the newspapers are told of
you 'activites' ," yelled Erik.
To Be Continued
(very soon!)
complaining about how some characters behave (i.e."non-Erik" behavior) This is
the first half, I have some work to do on the 2nd half. Please be patient, and
enjoy!
—¤ Erik DuNuit ¤—
Erik walked in the door: cold, tired, and angry. The last thing he wanted to see
was some idiot person with some stupid grin on their face. He thought to himself, "Right
about now I could use a gin and a good book!" He then turned the corner and was nearly
knocked from his feet by what happened next....
"Surprise!"
Everyone jumped out screaming and laughing wearing cone-shaped party hats.
That is, all except for Carlotta who was standing by the buffet table downing as much as
she possibly could.
"What is the matter with all of you people and what are you doing in my home!"
"I thought you needed a birthday party," said Christine, "I didn't know your
birthday, and I felt bad because no one ever celebrates YOUR birthday!"
"Why would I want YOU PEOPLE at my birthday. Get out all of you before I
punjab the lot of you!"
Everything was mass confusion as people ran in all directions. The managers ran
to Erik's bed room. Raoul and a small group, to the Louis-philippe bedroom. Christine
hid behind a potted plant and chanted over and over, "He'll never find me here!"
Madame Giry chased after Meg as she took off for the kitchen grinning like a school girl
in a candy shop and giggling the whole while.
—¤ LOUIS-PHILIPPE ROOM ¤—
"Ooooh! I know a good spot," said Raoul and started off towards the Louis-Philippe
room. Raoul lead everyone into the carelessly left open hexagonal torture chamber.
"Shh... he'll never find us in the broom closet!" Carlotta bursts in all of a sudden...
"Dis is no Clozzet. Dis is a room."
"Wonderboy strikes again!" yells out M. Reyer.
"Check the door!" screams somebody else.
Raoul tried the door: locked! Carlotta shrieked, shattering all of the mirrors
instantly, and rammed the door in her rage. The door flew from it's hinges and broke
the Louis-Philippe wardrobe. They tried to put it back together, and it ended up looking
like one of those ice sculptures, but not the nice ones on cruise ships. One of those ones
that was done with a chain saw, and sat out in the sun too long. Piangi bursts in: "He'll
never notice! It looks as good as new!"
"It's that Spanish ingenuity!" Carlotta exclaims.
"Oh shut up you harlot!" Raoul shrieks.
Just then...
—¤ ERIK'S ROOM ¤—
Erik ran into his bedroom in search of the prowlers. Just then, he noticed the lid
on his coffin was closed. Realizing he had found a hiding place, he slowly made his way
towards the coffin. All of a sudden, it started to shake, and he heard familiar voices
inside.
"Firmin? Richard? What are you doing in my coffin?" he asked, thoroughly
skeeved.
"Uhh..." said one of the voices frantically, "We're moving furniture!"
"We already used that one you dope," one whispered.
"If you don't get out my house... I'll... I'll make sure the newspapers are told of
you 'activites' ," yelled Erik.
To Be Continued
(very soon!)