Well, good news: My muse has been sighted and I've got a bit more
creativity 'cuz of it! Bad news: Computer problems are going to keep me
from typing up my other story. I promise I'll try to have chapter five of
"Dances With Wolves" up by Sunday, and if I don't, it's because I'm typing
a story that got deleted for school. Blasted computer. . . Anyway, here's
the next chapter of my lovely little phantom parody. To tell you the
truth, I didn't want to get rid of Meg. However, I didn't want to get rid
of anyone. . . So instead of getting rid of a less appreciated character
right away, I got rid of Meg because she already had a few lines. Why Meg,
you ask? Well I sure as hell wasn't going to get rid of Erik =P
But who knows? Maybe she'll come back ^_~
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(The room is very empty. Fragments of the exploded bottle have been cleaned up. The only noise is a little blue bird outside, singing sweetly. However, that bird's song is quickly interrupted as Carlotta slams the door and walks in. Piangi slowly follows in after her, looking cautiously around to make sure no one else is in the room.)
Piangi: Senora, what ees thees about?
Carlotta: I wanted to talk to you.
Piangi: But couldn't we have talked back at the hotel ro-
Carlotta: (Getting into a fiery temper.) NO! WE COULD NOT! WE MUST TALK NOW AND HERE!
Piangi: (Shaking visibly.) O-ok. . .
Carlotta: Good. Now, we must find a way to ween thees theeng and end eet quickly! Thees horrible game has gone on much too long, and eet could be the end of us!
Piangi: (Still confused why they couldn't talk in the hotel.) Eet has only been a one day, senora. Steel. . . I believe you are right. A how do we end thees?
Carlotta: Seemple! We weel go after them one at a time until they arrrrre crushed! Dare them to do somethink they'd nevar do! Today we weel go after that toad Christine Daae!
(Dun dun dun!)
Piangi: Christine? But eef we do somethink to her, that phantom weel strangle our necks! . . . AGAIN!
(Dun dun dun!)
Carlotta: Arrrre you ducking out on me, Ubaldo? Look, eef he attempts to keel either of us, that wolf girl theeng weel disqualify heem! We can deal with the vicomte that way as well. Theenk of eet! Three out een one day!
Piangi: Alright. . . But what do we ask her?
(Carlotta has no time to answer when the door opens and Erik, Christine, Raoul, Mme. Giry, and Nadir are forced through the door way. WolfCloud sticks her head in.)
WolfCloud CrimsonRain: Same rules as yesterday. Break 'em and I break you! Mrs. Giry gets to pick which one of you asks truth or dare. However, you cannot ask her. (Looks suspiciously at Carlotta and Piangi.) Oh, and you two. . . If you want to give each other singing lessons, do it somewhere else!
(The door slams shut. Piangi looks purely relieved while Carlotta looks furious.)
Carlotta: Seenging lessons? I'll show you who needs seenging lessons!
Erik: Senora, do sit down! We already know how badly you need lessons!
(Carlotta's eyes burn as she lunges at Erik. Piangi attempts to hold her back but is having some trouble. Nadir jumps up to hold her back as well, aware of what danger Carlotta would be in if she got anywhere near Erik.)
Raoul: If you'll excuse me, I'd like to play a game with civilized gentlemen!
(Raoul receives death glares from Christine, Mme. Giry, and the further enraged Carlotta.)
Raoul: What?
(Everyone decides to ignore Raoul's blunt misconception and manage some how to simmer down.)
Nadir: Now I believe it was Madame Giry who would choose one of us to go first today. Please make you choice, Madame.
Madame Giry: Thank you, monsieur. (Picks up her cane and starts playing eeny meeny mini mo.) Out goes Y-O-U! Well, Senora, it appears you go first.
Carlotta: (Smiling maniacally.) And I know just who to pick. . . Chorus Girl!
Raoul: She has a name, you know.
Carlotta: SILENCE! Truth or Dare, Mademoiselle?
Christine: Dare.
Carlotta: I dare you to tell us wheech one you love more. . . The vicomte or the phantom!
(More gasps come from Nadir and Piangi. Mme. Giry screams in Meg's place. Carlotta is grinning evilly. Christine looks devastated. Only Erik and Raoul look calm.)
Erik: Go on, bluebird, tell them. You'd only be confessing your true love to 4 other people.
Raoul: Go right ahead, dear. I believe we can both be amiable gentlemen in this case. Besides, if you were to leave now I would beat that bi- I mean, evil woman for asking you such a question!
Erik: (At hearing this, reaches into his vest to grip around a rope-like object.)
Carlotta: (Whispering to Piangi.) Perfect. . .
Christine: Well. . . Raoul has been my closest friend since childhood. If he ever needed me for something I would be at his side in a heart beat. But Erik is my teacher and also my angel. He saved me from a life as an innocent woman knowing nothing. I love Raoul more than Erik, but I love Erik more than Raoul. Just in different senses.
(Awwwwws are heard from everyone save Carlotta. Even Piangi finds this story touching.)
Carlotta: (After giving Piangi a death glare.) But I think I specified in saying that you had to love one more than the other!
Nadir: (Noticing Erik produce the Punjab lasso after noticing Christine look in a state of panic, hops up from his seat.) But you did not say which type of love! There for your dare is void!
Carlotta: NO! NO! That ees wrong! You cannot keep bending my words! May death soon come to you, little Persian man, MAY IT COME SWIFT AND DEADLY!
Piangi: Perhaps we should have picked an easier target. . .
Christine: So it's my turn now, is it? (Thinks for a moment, then turns to look at the man sitting to her right.) Erik! Truth or dare?
Erik: (Looking very smug right now.) Dare.
Carlotta: (With a new scheme fresh in her mind, she turns to Raoul and whispers to him.) Get ready for her to answer my question.
Raoul: (Whispering back.) No, Christine wouldn't. . . Not here! Not in front of me! (Begins bringing his fists down on the floor.) She loves me more, I know it! I know it! I- (Begins speaking very pained.) . . .Found a shard of glass. . .
Christine: (Looking equally as smug.) I dare you to sing to us the first composition you ever wrote!
Erik: . . .You are a demon!
Christine: Come on, let's hear it!
Erik: Uh, I need a piano because, you see, it's very hard to play without-
(A Piano magically drops from the sky and into a corner of the room, a piece already set there with odd scribbles on it. Erik cautiously approaches it, sweat dripping down his forehead. He then begins to play wonderful music, filling the room. However, he soon begins singing out in his best voice.)
Erik: Sasha, Sasha, fur so softa,
Wanna pet you all day long,
Sasha Sasha, let's me washa,
I love you Sasha, you're. . .
(He cannot continue as the music is unheard over the laughter of everyone in the room. Even Erik's lovely voice could not conceal the meaning of these words. He gets up from the piano with his arms crossed and sits down by Christine once again, eyes closed in anger.)
Erik: I was only 7 months old, ok!?
Nadir: (Smirking.) Looks like Christine wasn't your first love after all!
Carlotta: Ahahahahahaha! My God, that was the most hilarious thing I've ever heard! I was wrong when I said eet was Don Juan! Hahahahaha!
Madame Giry: The funniest part is that I doubt Meg's best composition would be much better than that, and she's a grown woman!
Carlotta: I must agree! That ballet rat of yours probably couldn't even understand the words!
Madame Giry: (All laughter has ceased from her.) What was that?
Carlotta: You heard what I said! She has about as much musical talent as her mother! Oops, I theenk I let that sleep!
Madame Giry: (Stands up, kicks Piangi out of her way, and starts beating Carlotta mercilously with her cane.) You little bitch! You don't say that about my daughter! You're going down!
(The Guards from before come in and try to subdue the insanity, but Mme. Giry merely turns on them instead. Suddenly, a strange dog wearing a jester's hat comes running in. He is quickly followed by WolfCloud.)
WolfCloud CrimsonRain: I'll get you, you blasted, flea-ridden, good-for- nothing muse!
Muse: Woohahahahahahahahahaha!
(While Mme. Giry is distracted, the guards hoist her up and run out the door after WolfCloud and her muse. The rest of the cast just sit in shock. Carlotta has passed out on the floor.)
Raoul: I didn't know the old woman had the power left in her to do that. . .
Christine: I didn't know that Meg was so important to her. . .
Erik: I didn't know that Meg was so musically inclined. . .
Piangi: I didn't know Senora could ever shut up. . .
Nadir: . . .I didn't know any of that!
Christine: So what should we do now?
Erik: I believe the answer is obvious.
Raoul: So obvious that even I know it! . . .Wait. . .
Nadir: We leave before she comes back!
(Without another word, the cast quickly run out of the room, other than Piangi who is debating whether or not to pull Carlotta out with him.)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Sasha's Song is © Erik.
This is still © WolfCloud CrimsonRain (Even if it has been done before).
Phantom of the Opera is still © Gaston Leroux.
Muse is now © being chased.
But who knows? Maybe she'll come back ^_~
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(The room is very empty. Fragments of the exploded bottle have been cleaned up. The only noise is a little blue bird outside, singing sweetly. However, that bird's song is quickly interrupted as Carlotta slams the door and walks in. Piangi slowly follows in after her, looking cautiously around to make sure no one else is in the room.)
Piangi: Senora, what ees thees about?
Carlotta: I wanted to talk to you.
Piangi: But couldn't we have talked back at the hotel ro-
Carlotta: (Getting into a fiery temper.) NO! WE COULD NOT! WE MUST TALK NOW AND HERE!
Piangi: (Shaking visibly.) O-ok. . .
Carlotta: Good. Now, we must find a way to ween thees theeng and end eet quickly! Thees horrible game has gone on much too long, and eet could be the end of us!
Piangi: (Still confused why they couldn't talk in the hotel.) Eet has only been a one day, senora. Steel. . . I believe you are right. A how do we end thees?
Carlotta: Seemple! We weel go after them one at a time until they arrrrre crushed! Dare them to do somethink they'd nevar do! Today we weel go after that toad Christine Daae!
(Dun dun dun!)
Piangi: Christine? But eef we do somethink to her, that phantom weel strangle our necks! . . . AGAIN!
(Dun dun dun!)
Carlotta: Arrrre you ducking out on me, Ubaldo? Look, eef he attempts to keel either of us, that wolf girl theeng weel disqualify heem! We can deal with the vicomte that way as well. Theenk of eet! Three out een one day!
Piangi: Alright. . . But what do we ask her?
(Carlotta has no time to answer when the door opens and Erik, Christine, Raoul, Mme. Giry, and Nadir are forced through the door way. WolfCloud sticks her head in.)
WolfCloud CrimsonRain: Same rules as yesterday. Break 'em and I break you! Mrs. Giry gets to pick which one of you asks truth or dare. However, you cannot ask her. (Looks suspiciously at Carlotta and Piangi.) Oh, and you two. . . If you want to give each other singing lessons, do it somewhere else!
(The door slams shut. Piangi looks purely relieved while Carlotta looks furious.)
Carlotta: Seenging lessons? I'll show you who needs seenging lessons!
Erik: Senora, do sit down! We already know how badly you need lessons!
(Carlotta's eyes burn as she lunges at Erik. Piangi attempts to hold her back but is having some trouble. Nadir jumps up to hold her back as well, aware of what danger Carlotta would be in if she got anywhere near Erik.)
Raoul: If you'll excuse me, I'd like to play a game with civilized gentlemen!
(Raoul receives death glares from Christine, Mme. Giry, and the further enraged Carlotta.)
Raoul: What?
(Everyone decides to ignore Raoul's blunt misconception and manage some how to simmer down.)
Nadir: Now I believe it was Madame Giry who would choose one of us to go first today. Please make you choice, Madame.
Madame Giry: Thank you, monsieur. (Picks up her cane and starts playing eeny meeny mini mo.) Out goes Y-O-U! Well, Senora, it appears you go first.
Carlotta: (Smiling maniacally.) And I know just who to pick. . . Chorus Girl!
Raoul: She has a name, you know.
Carlotta: SILENCE! Truth or Dare, Mademoiselle?
Christine: Dare.
Carlotta: I dare you to tell us wheech one you love more. . . The vicomte or the phantom!
(More gasps come from Nadir and Piangi. Mme. Giry screams in Meg's place. Carlotta is grinning evilly. Christine looks devastated. Only Erik and Raoul look calm.)
Erik: Go on, bluebird, tell them. You'd only be confessing your true love to 4 other people.
Raoul: Go right ahead, dear. I believe we can both be amiable gentlemen in this case. Besides, if you were to leave now I would beat that bi- I mean, evil woman for asking you such a question!
Erik: (At hearing this, reaches into his vest to grip around a rope-like object.)
Carlotta: (Whispering to Piangi.) Perfect. . .
Christine: Well. . . Raoul has been my closest friend since childhood. If he ever needed me for something I would be at his side in a heart beat. But Erik is my teacher and also my angel. He saved me from a life as an innocent woman knowing nothing. I love Raoul more than Erik, but I love Erik more than Raoul. Just in different senses.
(Awwwwws are heard from everyone save Carlotta. Even Piangi finds this story touching.)
Carlotta: (After giving Piangi a death glare.) But I think I specified in saying that you had to love one more than the other!
Nadir: (Noticing Erik produce the Punjab lasso after noticing Christine look in a state of panic, hops up from his seat.) But you did not say which type of love! There for your dare is void!
Carlotta: NO! NO! That ees wrong! You cannot keep bending my words! May death soon come to you, little Persian man, MAY IT COME SWIFT AND DEADLY!
Piangi: Perhaps we should have picked an easier target. . .
Christine: So it's my turn now, is it? (Thinks for a moment, then turns to look at the man sitting to her right.) Erik! Truth or dare?
Erik: (Looking very smug right now.) Dare.
Carlotta: (With a new scheme fresh in her mind, she turns to Raoul and whispers to him.) Get ready for her to answer my question.
Raoul: (Whispering back.) No, Christine wouldn't. . . Not here! Not in front of me! (Begins bringing his fists down on the floor.) She loves me more, I know it! I know it! I- (Begins speaking very pained.) . . .Found a shard of glass. . .
Christine: (Looking equally as smug.) I dare you to sing to us the first composition you ever wrote!
Erik: . . .You are a demon!
Christine: Come on, let's hear it!
Erik: Uh, I need a piano because, you see, it's very hard to play without-
(A Piano magically drops from the sky and into a corner of the room, a piece already set there with odd scribbles on it. Erik cautiously approaches it, sweat dripping down his forehead. He then begins to play wonderful music, filling the room. However, he soon begins singing out in his best voice.)
Erik: Sasha, Sasha, fur so softa,
Wanna pet you all day long,
Sasha Sasha, let's me washa,
I love you Sasha, you're. . .
(He cannot continue as the music is unheard over the laughter of everyone in the room. Even Erik's lovely voice could not conceal the meaning of these words. He gets up from the piano with his arms crossed and sits down by Christine once again, eyes closed in anger.)
Erik: I was only 7 months old, ok!?
Nadir: (Smirking.) Looks like Christine wasn't your first love after all!
Carlotta: Ahahahahahaha! My God, that was the most hilarious thing I've ever heard! I was wrong when I said eet was Don Juan! Hahahahaha!
Madame Giry: The funniest part is that I doubt Meg's best composition would be much better than that, and she's a grown woman!
Carlotta: I must agree! That ballet rat of yours probably couldn't even understand the words!
Madame Giry: (All laughter has ceased from her.) What was that?
Carlotta: You heard what I said! She has about as much musical talent as her mother! Oops, I theenk I let that sleep!
Madame Giry: (Stands up, kicks Piangi out of her way, and starts beating Carlotta mercilously with her cane.) You little bitch! You don't say that about my daughter! You're going down!
(The Guards from before come in and try to subdue the insanity, but Mme. Giry merely turns on them instead. Suddenly, a strange dog wearing a jester's hat comes running in. He is quickly followed by WolfCloud.)
WolfCloud CrimsonRain: I'll get you, you blasted, flea-ridden, good-for- nothing muse!
Muse: Woohahahahahahahahahaha!
(While Mme. Giry is distracted, the guards hoist her up and run out the door after WolfCloud and her muse. The rest of the cast just sit in shock. Carlotta has passed out on the floor.)
Raoul: I didn't know the old woman had the power left in her to do that. . .
Christine: I didn't know that Meg was so important to her. . .
Erik: I didn't know that Meg was so musically inclined. . .
Piangi: I didn't know Senora could ever shut up. . .
Nadir: . . .I didn't know any of that!
Christine: So what should we do now?
Erik: I believe the answer is obvious.
Raoul: So obvious that even I know it! . . .Wait. . .
Nadir: We leave before she comes back!
(Without another word, the cast quickly run out of the room, other than Piangi who is debating whether or not to pull Carlotta out with him.)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Sasha's Song is © Erik.
This is still © WolfCloud CrimsonRain (Even if it has been done before).
Phantom of the Opera is still © Gaston Leroux.
Muse is now © being chased.