Hey, everyone! Thanks to those who reviewed for the past four chapters.
Here's chapter five! ~ PhantomessRose1881
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(*They have all gone upstairs, chosen their rooms and unpacked. They are now back outside in the snow, some wearing coats, boots and stuff, and others, (Raoul, for example) is still wearing his previous clothes, so he is, therefore, very, very cold, as you can well imagine. Elizabeth is running about, towards the Half-Price tickets stand at the 'center' of Times Square. Unfortunately, there is a freakishly long waiting line...*)
Raoul: *Teeth chattering* W-why am I the on-nly one not w-w-wearing any c-c- coat?
Erik: *Smirking evilly* Because, we ran out of them, fop-boy. And someone has to turn into an ice statue. *smirks, looking at Nadir for a moment* You almost met that fate, my friend. Fortunately, the fop, Raoul is here to take your place.
Nadir: And, I thank you for that. *bows, pushing Raoul into a pile of dirty snow*
Meg: *Eyeing Elizabeth* Why is she hopping up and down like a maniac?
Erik: Because she is. *Gets smacked on the head by Elizabeth and her twenty- pound bag of money and 'Phantom' memorabilia* Owww!! _
Elizabeth: *Giggles like a mentally-ill nutcase; cheers as the line moves up a bit* Yay!!! My nose, legs, arms, body, and tongue are all completely numb, but this is worth it!!
Christine: I worry about her...
Nadir: Don't we all?
Meg: Yes.
(*Nearly an hour later, Elizabeth and the gang reach the ticket stand. Everyone is in various stages of losing their minds, or freezing their butts off, Raoul is now extremely close to catching pneumonia, and looks oddly like a snowman (Meg had, out of boredom, decided to turn him into a snowman, and she did a good job, actually), and Elizabeth is eagerly paying the ticket man for six tickets to a play*)
Elizabeth: Okay, people, let's go to a gift shop and fool around until two o'clock!
Everyone else: *Groan*
Elizabeth: Oh, and lets bring the Raoul-snowman with us! It's purdy!
Erik: *Grins and loads said Raoul-snowman into a wagon and drags him along behind him* I think I'm going to like it here...
(*Ten minutes later, they walk into a Broadway-gift shop*)
Meg: So, what is this place?
Elizabeth: It's a Broadway gift shop. They're everywhere...*thinks* just like Erik Phan-girls! And, I'm proud to be one of 'em!
Meg: *Confused* Broadway gift-shop?
Erik: *in terror* Phan-girls?
Elizabeth: *Grins evilly at Erik* Oh, yes, my dear Erik...Phan-girls...*Goes on to explain the significance of Broadway gift-shops to Meg, and then explains to Erik what Phan-girls are*
(*Ten minutes later*)
Elizabeth: ...and so that is what Phan-girls are.
Erik: *His yellow eyes are twitching madly, and he is speechless (a first, don't you think?)*
Nadir: Oh, so these are little fan clubs and the like where overly-obsessed girls of differing ages come together to extol the, ah, 'glory' of Erik? Why him? There should be little fan cliques for me, then, right?
Elizabeth: Ah...well...uhm...not exactly...no-one really likes you...
Random Nadir-fan-girl: *comes running up to him* I love you Nadir!! *hugs him* Yee!! I hugged him!! Yay!! I can now die happy! *Races away again to tell her Erik and Philippe obsessed friends*
Elizabeth: *Blinks* Well...that was...weird...
Nadir: I feel the strong need to go disinfect myself...
Elizabeth: We all do, Daroga...We all do...
Raoul-Snowman: Mphm mttt mppph?
Christine: Translation: What about me?
Meg: How would you know what he said?
Christine: I've heard him like that before...not telling where, though...
Elizabeth: Ew...*blink* must go cleanse mind now...
Meg: Oh, not like that! Right?
Christine: No, no. Just remember this one time where Erik got so fed up with him, that he stuffed a pair of women's stockings into Raoul's mouth. *giggles* Oh, it was so funny!
Elizabeth: *Butting in* ANY-way! *to Raoul* No, fop, there are no fan-girl cliques for you...
Raoul: *Makes a sound of relief*
Elizabeth: ...however, there are Raoul hate cliques...*giggles evilly* Of which I am a proud member of one... *pulls on a shirt that says, "The fop must die!!"*
Raoul: *Squeaks in terror*
Elizabeth: *Walking around the gift-shop* Oh, look! *Holds up an Erik plushie* Another one to add to my collection!
Erik: *Incredulous* You've got a collection of those?
Elizabeth: *Grins insanely, nods head really fast*
Christine: Ooh, look, Meg! *holds up a little Erik bobble-head; pokes it* Hehehe! This is fun!
Meg: Look at this one! *Holds up a bobble-head of Raoul with his head in a Punjab lasso* I like it!
Elizabeth: Hmm...what else to buy...*sees something* EE! Must...have...*picks up a bumper-sticker that reads, "I love Erik! /Fop must die!"*
Erik: I worry for your sanity...and that of others...*looks at Meg, then at Christine*
Elizabeth: *Her watch alarm goes off, signaling it is two o'clock* Showtime!! Let me just pay for these things...
Meg: Oh, Christine! Let's buy these cute little bobble-head, thingamabobbers!
Elizabeth: Yes, fine. Give 'em here. *Takes them, hands them along with her purchases to the cashier, and pulls out a wad of cash* There's more where this came from... *hands the money to the cashier, takes the bag full of 'Phantom' stuff, and leaves the store followed by Erik and the rest* Come on! *Takes off at a run towards the Majestic theater*
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Well, that's chapter five! I'd like to thank Opera Ghost 1881 for the Raoul- snowman idea! And thanks to Feya for the idea in the next chapter. Thank you both, so very much! It'll be great! Thank you, everyone, for reviewing, and I hope you will continue to do so! It really brightens my day! There will be little notes on my profile in the future about when I update (hopefully), if anyone's interested. On to more Phan-phic writing! ~PhantomessRose1881
(*They have all gone upstairs, chosen their rooms and unpacked. They are now back outside in the snow, some wearing coats, boots and stuff, and others, (Raoul, for example) is still wearing his previous clothes, so he is, therefore, very, very cold, as you can well imagine. Elizabeth is running about, towards the Half-Price tickets stand at the 'center' of Times Square. Unfortunately, there is a freakishly long waiting line...*)
Raoul: *Teeth chattering* W-why am I the on-nly one not w-w-wearing any c-c- coat?
Erik: *Smirking evilly* Because, we ran out of them, fop-boy. And someone has to turn into an ice statue. *smirks, looking at Nadir for a moment* You almost met that fate, my friend. Fortunately, the fop, Raoul is here to take your place.
Nadir: And, I thank you for that. *bows, pushing Raoul into a pile of dirty snow*
Meg: *Eyeing Elizabeth* Why is she hopping up and down like a maniac?
Erik: Because she is. *Gets smacked on the head by Elizabeth and her twenty- pound bag of money and 'Phantom' memorabilia* Owww!! _
Elizabeth: *Giggles like a mentally-ill nutcase; cheers as the line moves up a bit* Yay!!! My nose, legs, arms, body, and tongue are all completely numb, but this is worth it!!
Christine: I worry about her...
Nadir: Don't we all?
Meg: Yes.
(*Nearly an hour later, Elizabeth and the gang reach the ticket stand. Everyone is in various stages of losing their minds, or freezing their butts off, Raoul is now extremely close to catching pneumonia, and looks oddly like a snowman (Meg had, out of boredom, decided to turn him into a snowman, and she did a good job, actually), and Elizabeth is eagerly paying the ticket man for six tickets to a play*)
Elizabeth: Okay, people, let's go to a gift shop and fool around until two o'clock!
Everyone else: *Groan*
Elizabeth: Oh, and lets bring the Raoul-snowman with us! It's purdy!
Erik: *Grins and loads said Raoul-snowman into a wagon and drags him along behind him* I think I'm going to like it here...
(*Ten minutes later, they walk into a Broadway-gift shop*)
Meg: So, what is this place?
Elizabeth: It's a Broadway gift shop. They're everywhere...*thinks* just like Erik Phan-girls! And, I'm proud to be one of 'em!
Meg: *Confused* Broadway gift-shop?
Erik: *in terror* Phan-girls?
Elizabeth: *Grins evilly at Erik* Oh, yes, my dear Erik...Phan-girls...*Goes on to explain the significance of Broadway gift-shops to Meg, and then explains to Erik what Phan-girls are*
(*Ten minutes later*)
Elizabeth: ...and so that is what Phan-girls are.
Erik: *His yellow eyes are twitching madly, and he is speechless (a first, don't you think?)*
Nadir: Oh, so these are little fan clubs and the like where overly-obsessed girls of differing ages come together to extol the, ah, 'glory' of Erik? Why him? There should be little fan cliques for me, then, right?
Elizabeth: Ah...well...uhm...not exactly...no-one really likes you...
Random Nadir-fan-girl: *comes running up to him* I love you Nadir!! *hugs him* Yee!! I hugged him!! Yay!! I can now die happy! *Races away again to tell her Erik and Philippe obsessed friends*
Elizabeth: *Blinks* Well...that was...weird...
Nadir: I feel the strong need to go disinfect myself...
Elizabeth: We all do, Daroga...We all do...
Raoul-Snowman: Mphm mttt mppph?
Christine: Translation: What about me?
Meg: How would you know what he said?
Christine: I've heard him like that before...not telling where, though...
Elizabeth: Ew...*blink* must go cleanse mind now...
Meg: Oh, not like that! Right?
Christine: No, no. Just remember this one time where Erik got so fed up with him, that he stuffed a pair of women's stockings into Raoul's mouth. *giggles* Oh, it was so funny!
Elizabeth: *Butting in* ANY-way! *to Raoul* No, fop, there are no fan-girl cliques for you...
Raoul: *Makes a sound of relief*
Elizabeth: ...however, there are Raoul hate cliques...*giggles evilly* Of which I am a proud member of one... *pulls on a shirt that says, "The fop must die!!"*
Raoul: *Squeaks in terror*
Elizabeth: *Walking around the gift-shop* Oh, look! *Holds up an Erik plushie* Another one to add to my collection!
Erik: *Incredulous* You've got a collection of those?
Elizabeth: *Grins insanely, nods head really fast*
Christine: Ooh, look, Meg! *holds up a little Erik bobble-head; pokes it* Hehehe! This is fun!
Meg: Look at this one! *Holds up a bobble-head of Raoul with his head in a Punjab lasso* I like it!
Elizabeth: Hmm...what else to buy...*sees something* EE! Must...have...*picks up a bumper-sticker that reads, "I love Erik! /Fop must die!"*
Erik: I worry for your sanity...and that of others...*looks at Meg, then at Christine*
Elizabeth: *Her watch alarm goes off, signaling it is two o'clock* Showtime!! Let me just pay for these things...
Meg: Oh, Christine! Let's buy these cute little bobble-head, thingamabobbers!
Elizabeth: Yes, fine. Give 'em here. *Takes them, hands them along with her purchases to the cashier, and pulls out a wad of cash* There's more where this came from... *hands the money to the cashier, takes the bag full of 'Phantom' stuff, and leaves the store followed by Erik and the rest* Come on! *Takes off at a run towards the Majestic theater*
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Well, that's chapter five! I'd like to thank Opera Ghost 1881 for the Raoul- snowman idea! And thanks to Feya for the idea in the next chapter. Thank you both, so very much! It'll be great! Thank you, everyone, for reviewing, and I hope you will continue to do so! It really brightens my day! There will be little notes on my profile in the future about when I update (hopefully), if anyone's interested. On to more Phan-phic writing! ~PhantomessRose1881