All Thangs Just Keep Getting Better For Erik
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To respond to The Real Christine Daaé, this is just a spoof, but if anyone wants to flame it, go ahead! It's just a spoof I did for a friend. :-D But to those who are enjoying it, thanks!
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Christine led the Fab Five to the secret entrance. As Christine fiddled with the lock, they looked on in wonder.
"Oh, how very Lara Croft..." sighed Carson.
Once the lock clicked open, Christine led them inside. She gestured quietly to the main room.
"Please get yourselves settled in here." She said. "I'll go get him."
Christine exited and made her way to Erik's room, hearing Thom rave about the gold-and-red settee.
Christine knocked gently at the large oak door of the Music room. No answer after a minute or two and she quietly turned the knob. No one was there. She proceeded to do the same to the study. Still he was not there. She moved to his bedroom. No answer, so she turned the knob. She smiled. Erik sat on the edge of the room, under the lamp, by the window. He was asleep in his large roomy armoire with a big fat book in his hands.
Christine smiled as she quietly stepped towards him... Followed by equally sneaky gay men. "Thank God Nike Airs..." whispered Jai, followed by a nudge for silence from Kyan.
Thom was still taking his time in the hall, examining the colors and the interior in general. "Oh my God... Oh my God..."
As he entered Erik's regally furnished room, he said, "Oh my God..."
He got a look from Ted that said, 'Keep quiet, you gay man...' so he walked with his hands in his pockets around the room, occasionally examining designs and Oh-My-God-Ing.
As Christine neared Erik, she knelt down by his side and touched his gloved hand. Erik stirred. Carson squealed.
Lucky for Carson, Erik was masked. Carson jumped to Erik's free side and shook him awake. "Wake up... Wake up..."he said, his voiced layered with honey. "Wake up, Eriky-Poo..."
"Christine?" smiled Erik, half-asleep, half-awake.
"Erik..." breathed a tentative Christine. "Um..."
Jai signaled the cameraman and announced, "THE HOMOS HAVE ARRIVED!" He slid to his knees with matching theatrical hand gestures.
Erik stirred awake and, upon seeing a man sitting on his lap, smiling and staring at him, screamed and scrambled to the floor.
A look of exasperation crossed Carson's face. He shrugged and said, "My prettiness has overwhelmed him."
"CHRISTINE!?!?!?!"
"Um..." she laughed lightly. "Welcome to my world?" she said uncertainly.
"Yes, Eriky-Dear," began Ted. "We are here to take you through the worlds of culture, class, fashion, all-out design..."
Though Erik could understand exactly what he said, and yes, he understood, he could not quite believe it. "What?"
Carson filled with pep and spice, shrieked, "We're taking you frooooom... Drum roll please!!!"
Thom began drumming his buffed fingers vociferously.
"DRAB tah FAB!!!"
"Yay!" squealed Jai and Kyan.
"Christine... Christine... Christine..." Erik looked like he was about to cry.
"Awww..." said Carson, grasping Erik in a hug. "That's okay, you poor little thang... Don't worry, you're in well-manicured hands."
"GAH! Don't touch me!!!" said Erik shrilly as he scuttled to the bed.
"Well!" cried Carson as he launched into Prima Donna mode. "I never!"
"And look on the bright side," comforted Ted as he sat beside Erik. "What doesn't kill you will only make you stronger."
Erik fell sideways on his bed and wrapped himself in his blanket.
"Ooh... Nice sheets..." commented Thom.
Jai tutted. "He never knew what hit him..."
Carson grinned evilly. "Oh he just wait..."
"But still," observed Kyan. "I've never seen anyone with such an aversion to Carson..."
"And that's why I have something special planned for him..." grinned the fashion savant.
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Poor, unhappy Erik!
Shall we pity him? Shall we curse him?
Oh yeah.
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Please leave a review, and if you have anything related to male fashion, from back then and now, please let me know! Anything can happen if you'd like them too! :-D
Flame me if you want, but I'll still keep going. This is fun!
!!
!!
To respond to The Real Christine Daaé, this is just a spoof, but if anyone wants to flame it, go ahead! It's just a spoof I did for a friend. :-D But to those who are enjoying it, thanks!
!!
Christine led the Fab Five to the secret entrance. As Christine fiddled with the lock, they looked on in wonder.
"Oh, how very Lara Croft..." sighed Carson.
Once the lock clicked open, Christine led them inside. She gestured quietly to the main room.
"Please get yourselves settled in here." She said. "I'll go get him."
Christine exited and made her way to Erik's room, hearing Thom rave about the gold-and-red settee.
Christine knocked gently at the large oak door of the Music room. No answer after a minute or two and she quietly turned the knob. No one was there. She proceeded to do the same to the study. Still he was not there. She moved to his bedroom. No answer, so she turned the knob. She smiled. Erik sat on the edge of the room, under the lamp, by the window. He was asleep in his large roomy armoire with a big fat book in his hands.
Christine smiled as she quietly stepped towards him... Followed by equally sneaky gay men. "Thank God Nike Airs..." whispered Jai, followed by a nudge for silence from Kyan.
Thom was still taking his time in the hall, examining the colors and the interior in general. "Oh my God... Oh my God..."
As he entered Erik's regally furnished room, he said, "Oh my God..."
He got a look from Ted that said, 'Keep quiet, you gay man...' so he walked with his hands in his pockets around the room, occasionally examining designs and Oh-My-God-Ing.
As Christine neared Erik, she knelt down by his side and touched his gloved hand. Erik stirred. Carson squealed.
Lucky for Carson, Erik was masked. Carson jumped to Erik's free side and shook him awake. "Wake up... Wake up..."he said, his voiced layered with honey. "Wake up, Eriky-Poo..."
"Christine?" smiled Erik, half-asleep, half-awake.
"Erik..." breathed a tentative Christine. "Um..."
Jai signaled the cameraman and announced, "THE HOMOS HAVE ARRIVED!" He slid to his knees with matching theatrical hand gestures.
Erik stirred awake and, upon seeing a man sitting on his lap, smiling and staring at him, screamed and scrambled to the floor.
A look of exasperation crossed Carson's face. He shrugged and said, "My prettiness has overwhelmed him."
"CHRISTINE!?!?!?!"
"Um..." she laughed lightly. "Welcome to my world?" she said uncertainly.
"Yes, Eriky-Dear," began Ted. "We are here to take you through the worlds of culture, class, fashion, all-out design..."
Though Erik could understand exactly what he said, and yes, he understood, he could not quite believe it. "What?"
Carson filled with pep and spice, shrieked, "We're taking you frooooom... Drum roll please!!!"
Thom began drumming his buffed fingers vociferously.
"DRAB tah FAB!!!"
"Yay!" squealed Jai and Kyan.
"Christine... Christine... Christine..." Erik looked like he was about to cry.
"Awww..." said Carson, grasping Erik in a hug. "That's okay, you poor little thang... Don't worry, you're in well-manicured hands."
"GAH! Don't touch me!!!" said Erik shrilly as he scuttled to the bed.
"Well!" cried Carson as he launched into Prima Donna mode. "I never!"
"And look on the bright side," comforted Ted as he sat beside Erik. "What doesn't kill you will only make you stronger."
Erik fell sideways on his bed and wrapped himself in his blanket.
"Ooh... Nice sheets..." commented Thom.
Jai tutted. "He never knew what hit him..."
Carson grinned evilly. "Oh he just wait..."
"But still," observed Kyan. "I've never seen anyone with such an aversion to Carson..."
"And that's why I have something special planned for him..." grinned the fashion savant.
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Poor, unhappy Erik!
Shall we pity him? Shall we curse him?
Oh yeah.
!!
Please leave a review, and if you have anything related to male fashion, from back then and now, please let me know! Anything can happen if you'd like them too! :-D
Flame me if you want, but I'll still keep going. This is fun!
!!