Towards the worm hole went the intrepid three… and the one phantom that was still blubbering mercelessly. Singe continuously made cracks about what an idiot Christian was, but in the end it did more harm than good as Erika didn't like her poodly woodly being talked smack about. Imp, on the other hand, was hopping with glee at her brilliant plan.

"Okay, she shouted. "back through the wormhole! one at a time! You first singe!"

"NO!NONO!" Singe replied fearfully. "I ALWAYS GO first! and then i get squashed!"
"NOW!" Demanded imp, picking up the monkey girl.

"You sure this isn't going to rip apart the fabric of space or some-" she was stopped as she was being hurdled through the hole. On the other side she landed, and with trepidation looked up to the less-than-happy visage of the great goddess Angie, tapping her foot. Then, with a great FLOOMP l'ange landed on top of Singe. "GAH!!!" she shouted. "AGAIN! IT HAPPENS AGAIN!"

Since this story tends to be pretty predictable, I may as well inform you that Erika, still sobbing like a woman… waitaminute… well she was sobbing like Erik, and of course Imp landed squarely on top of Erika. Angie shook her head in disgust. "What fools these
mortals be," she muttered to herself.

Imp leapt up and shook a finger at Angie. "Don't shakespeare us, girly!" she insisted. Singe, who was feeling less that courageous at that moment after having been in the vile clutches of a male ditz counterpart, said, "oh.... ermm... hi, Angie! Monkey bizkit?"
Angie rolled her eyes. "Honestly, you'd think you guys would know to stay
away from wormholes because they totally screw up the fabrics of time!"
Singe laughed angrilly. "SEE? I TOLD YOU!!"
Angie, being oblivious at that moment, noticed the sobbing Erika. "Who the hell is that?" she asked.

L'ange finally got her white ass off of poor Singe and stood up giddily. "This is Erika!" she pronounced, pushing forward the still hysterical Erika. "She's JUST like Erik, only a girl!"

"a wormhole to one of my little musings…" Angie pondered to herself, "where the
genders are switched. Damn I need to stop leaving these things lying around!
"We want her to meet erik!" Imp proclaimed.
"Oh boy…" groaned Angie, knowing that this wasn't going to end well. She looked down at the still sniveling Erika.

"Christian..." she whimpered in a voice that could melt the heart of even the crappiest of people.

"Ah..er.. hi" Angie finally said to her.

In response, Erika wailed, "Life is not worth living without him!"

L'ange groaned. "oh boy, here we go!" she said.

Angie, being immortal, didn't have a great deal of sympathy for one who was crying over an idiot and a loser. "Good god!" she yelled, shaking the oblivious Erika. "Get over it!"

Imp looked at her with a satisfied God-I'm-good grin. "We think they'll get along nicely."

"Yeah!" Singe added. "We think her and Erik's misery might cancel
the other's out!"

"I would think so!" said Angie.

Erika, through sobbed, managed to say, "Why are you still shaking meyeyeye?" Angie looked down at her to realize that she had indeed not stopped shaking her. She let her go instantly.

"Sorry," she offered. Then realizing the problem at hand, she said, "Listen girls...she has to go back now! You've just totally fucked up the order of things! If she doesn't go back, then her world will miss her, and then her world will try to merge with our world and that's not good!"
Singe scoffed. "But WHY? They were going to be all... happy
together and stuff!"

"Who's going to miss her?" L'ange added. At hearing this, Erika fell over into even more desperate heaving sobs. L'ange groaned. "I didn't mean it like that! Sheesh."

"Yeah you did- who are you kidding?" singe muttered. Singe was then flicked in the tail. Angie started to pull her hair in frustration. "Probably no one…" she looked at Erika. "Sorry. But still, the merging of two worlds … Things just can't be all happy and stuff," Angie tried to explain, her articulation seeming to fail her. "At least, not without damaging consequences…"

"So everyone in both worlds will be hermaphroditic?" asked L'ange.

Erika was making more noise than ever what with her bawling "No one will miss me!" she cried. "They will be glad to be rid of the opera ghost!"
Angie ignored the bawling. "BIG NO NO!"
Imp, L'ange and Singe looked at each other in agreement. Who cared if the whole unisverse got ripped apart? Erik would be happy finally! "Fuck it!" proclaimed Singe
"Big deal!" scoffed imp. "merging..."
"We've got to get them together!" Singe continued.

Angie, continuing to worry about the safety of the universe, said quietly to Imp, "Have you had your tea yet?"
The insensible Imp continued, "Like we can't handle a bit of merging!" She then reached for her tea flask. "Oh no," she whispered.

The three looked at her in horror. "What?" asked Angie.

A girly scream emanated from Imp as she realized she had in fact… lost her tea flask! "MY FLASK!! IT FELL BACK THERE!!"
Singe gasped. "Oh, crap!"

"I HAVE TO SAVE IT!!" Imp screeched! "I NEED MY TEA!!"

"Shit!" L'ange squealed. "Hurry! We've got to go back! NOW!"