Chapter Three:
"Erik. Erik im so sorry." Christine stood in front of the throne. Erik sat there coldy, a blank look on his face. Despite the silent look, a rush of thoughts were going through his mind. "I forgot! I swear." For a moment, Christine was certain she saw a tear in his eye. "Don't be sorry." That was all he said. "But Erik I swear-" Erik raised his eyebrow. "Christine, I know you enjoyed it. You love that fop." "No! No I love you!" Erik sighed and put a hand to his head. "Just go Christine. Enjoy your Christmas." "But- " "GO!"
Raoul was waiting for her as she crossed through the mirror. "Come on Christine! Its midnight, lets go to the Christmas ball!" Christine was teary eyed. "I-I don't think I can dance tonight Raoul." He sighed. "Come on Christine, I'll give you half an hour. I need to do my hair." Raoul bounced out of the dressing room to get ready.
THE CHRISTMAS BALL (Ack! Sounds like a high school prom thingie)
(Everyone is standing in the main entrance, dressed in Christmassy costumes. Two Santa Claus' meet eachother at the base of the Great Staircase)
SANTA 1: Monsieur Andre? SANTA 2: Monsieur Firmin?
(They both let their costumes drop. FIRMIN is wearing a traditional Santa costume, while ANDRE is wearing a Santa beard and mask, but his body is of a skinned cat (don't ask).
FIRMIN: Dear Andre what a merry Christmas!
ANDRE: The year is almost at an end!
FIRMIN: By the way here's a gift
ANDRE: And here's mine to you
ANDRE/FIRMIN: Here's to us!
FIRMIN: I must say all the same it is a shame that Phantom fellow isn't here!
(Why did I copy those lyrics?)
(Lights up on the Great Staircase. Strange creatures, penguins, giant baubles (Raoul), and other Christmas characters. Guess which song they're singing to?)
CHORUS: Christmas Eve! All these weirdos they do weave! Christmas Eve! Hide your face or the penguins will come get you. (I know I know . . . ) Christmas Eve! Ugly babies, strange Santa's! Christmas Eve! Look around there's another fool around y- VOICE: PLEASE STOP!!!!
(From the top of the staircase, guess who's come to the party. ERIK stands at the top of the staircase dressed in his Red Death suit. He wears a withered piece of holly on his suit.)
ERIK: Why so silent idiots? Did you think, I wouldn't show up at all? Please forgive me stupid fools, my Christmas wasn't perfect! Here I bring my new opera, 'A Burnt and Shattered World!' I advise you to comply. I believe you know the drill. Remember there are worse things than a scream so very shrill! (Looks at Meg)
(ERIK wanders over to CHRISTINE and RAOUL)
ERIK (to Raoul): Your costume is the worst! And I hate your face!!! (smashes Raoul in the jaw, and then disappears in a purple flame)
"Erik. Erik im so sorry." Christine stood in front of the throne. Erik sat there coldy, a blank look on his face. Despite the silent look, a rush of thoughts were going through his mind. "I forgot! I swear." For a moment, Christine was certain she saw a tear in his eye. "Don't be sorry." That was all he said. "But Erik I swear-" Erik raised his eyebrow. "Christine, I know you enjoyed it. You love that fop." "No! No I love you!" Erik sighed and put a hand to his head. "Just go Christine. Enjoy your Christmas." "But- " "GO!"
Raoul was waiting for her as she crossed through the mirror. "Come on Christine! Its midnight, lets go to the Christmas ball!" Christine was teary eyed. "I-I don't think I can dance tonight Raoul." He sighed. "Come on Christine, I'll give you half an hour. I need to do my hair." Raoul bounced out of the dressing room to get ready.
THE CHRISTMAS BALL (Ack! Sounds like a high school prom thingie)
(Everyone is standing in the main entrance, dressed in Christmassy costumes. Two Santa Claus' meet eachother at the base of the Great Staircase)
SANTA 1: Monsieur Andre? SANTA 2: Monsieur Firmin?
(They both let their costumes drop. FIRMIN is wearing a traditional Santa costume, while ANDRE is wearing a Santa beard and mask, but his body is of a skinned cat (don't ask).
FIRMIN: Dear Andre what a merry Christmas!
ANDRE: The year is almost at an end!
FIRMIN: By the way here's a gift
ANDRE: And here's mine to you
ANDRE/FIRMIN: Here's to us!
FIRMIN: I must say all the same it is a shame that Phantom fellow isn't here!
(Why did I copy those lyrics?)
(Lights up on the Great Staircase. Strange creatures, penguins, giant baubles (Raoul), and other Christmas characters. Guess which song they're singing to?)
CHORUS: Christmas Eve! All these weirdos they do weave! Christmas Eve! Hide your face or the penguins will come get you. (I know I know . . . ) Christmas Eve! Ugly babies, strange Santa's! Christmas Eve! Look around there's another fool around y- VOICE: PLEASE STOP!!!!
(From the top of the staircase, guess who's come to the party. ERIK stands at the top of the staircase dressed in his Red Death suit. He wears a withered piece of holly on his suit.)
ERIK: Why so silent idiots? Did you think, I wouldn't show up at all? Please forgive me stupid fools, my Christmas wasn't perfect! Here I bring my new opera, 'A Burnt and Shattered World!' I advise you to comply. I believe you know the drill. Remember there are worse things than a scream so very shrill! (Looks at Meg)
(ERIK wanders over to CHRISTINE and RAOUL)
ERIK (to Raoul): Your costume is the worst! And I hate your face!!! (smashes Raoul in the jaw, and then disappears in a purple flame)