Disclaimer: I don't own any Phantom characters. Nor do I own The Phantom
Parisienne. I'm just really glad I know such a great person and writer.
She's the reason this story is here. So if you like it be sure to thank
her for encouraging me to write it. Even though I don't own much, I do own
The Mistress of Solitude, Marci, and Arianna.
Philippe's Phantom
Arianna sat at her desk listening to the chaos-taking place on the floor above her. Her mother and Erik were fighting again. She sighed and hoped against hope that they would stop before her next appointment arrived. She always liked to have a peaceful environment ready to greet each muse that walked through her door. The slamming of a door overhead suddenly shattered her thoughts. She shook her head wearily and awaited Erik's arrival.
"Come in Erik." she said at the sound of his knock.
"Can we talk Arianna?" Erik asked as he entered swiftly.
"Of course Erik. But you will have to excuse me for a moment. I have a muse coming." Arianna said as she motioned for him to take a seat.
"I'm sorry dear. I had no idea you were busy." he said sounding rather sad.
"I'm never too busy for you." she reassured him, "Besides you need to talk."
Before Erik had a chance to argue. There came a timid knock on the door.
"Yes Marci, what is it?" Arianna laughed.
Marci popped her head in and said softly "Sorry to interrupt but Philippe is here to see you."
"Thank you Marci. I'll be right there." Arianna said with a smile.
"Are you sure you have time to talk?" Erik asked, "I don't want to keep you from your work."
"I will always have time for you Erik. This will not take long but please try to relax a little for me." she said taking his hand into hers.
"For you I will try." he said gently squeezing her hand, " Anything for a friend like you."
Arianna grabbed a folder off her desk and headed out the door with a huge smile on her face. She always felt better when Erik was around. He was a good man to put up with her mother the way he did. And she wondered what the two were fighting about now. They both were quite opinionated and they didn't always agree. That was when Erik would visit Arianna and take advantage of her good listening and coping skills. Both of which were the bases of their whole friendship, no matter what they could count on the other to listen. And Arianna was known for her listening skills among all the other muses. They had appointed her as their lead muse for that very reason. No matter what they could always count on her. Especially when it came to finding an artist. She had a knack for finding perfect matches. Which was what she was about to do for Philippe.
"Hello Philippe. How are you?" Arianna greeted as she entered her conference room.
"Hello Arianna. I am fine. How are you?" Philippe asked a little nervous.
"Very well, thank you. I have so very good news for you my friend. I have found you an artist." she said with a huge smile.
"Me? An artist?" he asked more than a little astounded.
"Yes an aspiring writer. She is already familiar with you and believes that you do not get all the respect you deserve." she said watching his reaction.
"She sounds too good to be true. What is her pen name?" he asked still quite astonished.
"The Phantom Parisienne." Arianna said with a laugh.
"And she knows me?" he asked again.
"Yes, and she is open to other muses which means Sorelli can go with you." she gushed, "Plus she inspires her fellow writers, a muse magnet of sorts. Now here is her file with all her information plus some of her work. Good luck Philippe. I can't wait to see how high she will fly with your help."
"Thank you so much Arianna. I won't let you down." he said as he turned to leave.
"As if you could." she said as she turned to return to her office and Erik.
Philippe's Phantom
Arianna sat at her desk listening to the chaos-taking place on the floor above her. Her mother and Erik were fighting again. She sighed and hoped against hope that they would stop before her next appointment arrived. She always liked to have a peaceful environment ready to greet each muse that walked through her door. The slamming of a door overhead suddenly shattered her thoughts. She shook her head wearily and awaited Erik's arrival.
"Come in Erik." she said at the sound of his knock.
"Can we talk Arianna?" Erik asked as he entered swiftly.
"Of course Erik. But you will have to excuse me for a moment. I have a muse coming." Arianna said as she motioned for him to take a seat.
"I'm sorry dear. I had no idea you were busy." he said sounding rather sad.
"I'm never too busy for you." she reassured him, "Besides you need to talk."
Before Erik had a chance to argue. There came a timid knock on the door.
"Yes Marci, what is it?" Arianna laughed.
Marci popped her head in and said softly "Sorry to interrupt but Philippe is here to see you."
"Thank you Marci. I'll be right there." Arianna said with a smile.
"Are you sure you have time to talk?" Erik asked, "I don't want to keep you from your work."
"I will always have time for you Erik. This will not take long but please try to relax a little for me." she said taking his hand into hers.
"For you I will try." he said gently squeezing her hand, " Anything for a friend like you."
Arianna grabbed a folder off her desk and headed out the door with a huge smile on her face. She always felt better when Erik was around. He was a good man to put up with her mother the way he did. And she wondered what the two were fighting about now. They both were quite opinionated and they didn't always agree. That was when Erik would visit Arianna and take advantage of her good listening and coping skills. Both of which were the bases of their whole friendship, no matter what they could count on the other to listen. And Arianna was known for her listening skills among all the other muses. They had appointed her as their lead muse for that very reason. No matter what they could always count on her. Especially when it came to finding an artist. She had a knack for finding perfect matches. Which was what she was about to do for Philippe.
"Hello Philippe. How are you?" Arianna greeted as she entered her conference room.
"Hello Arianna. I am fine. How are you?" Philippe asked a little nervous.
"Very well, thank you. I have so very good news for you my friend. I have found you an artist." she said with a huge smile.
"Me? An artist?" he asked more than a little astounded.
"Yes an aspiring writer. She is already familiar with you and believes that you do not get all the respect you deserve." she said watching his reaction.
"She sounds too good to be true. What is her pen name?" he asked still quite astonished.
"The Phantom Parisienne." Arianna said with a laugh.
"And she knows me?" he asked again.
"Yes, and she is open to other muses which means Sorelli can go with you." she gushed, "Plus she inspires her fellow writers, a muse magnet of sorts. Now here is her file with all her information plus some of her work. Good luck Philippe. I can't wait to see how high she will fly with your help."
"Thank you so much Arianna. I won't let you down." he said as he turned to leave.
"As if you could." she said as she turned to return to her office and Erik.