Whoo! That last chapter sure went over well. For those of you who want to know what a Project Phantom shirt looks like in my eyes (I'm planning to make one too), I'm going to try to put a pic on the Internet. I see them as black short-sleeved shirts with "Project Phantom" (one word over the other) centered in front written in Arial with a small white mask on the left side of the chest and a rose lying diagonal on the bottom right side. I'll tell you when I get the pic up, if you can't see it the way I do.

Hikaze Chimizu: Wow. I never knew Cameo City would be such a hit. That should be the title of a fic in itself. Hmm…(gets ideas) I wish I could hear Phantom randomly in the middle of a movie. Is anyone else disappointed that they cut out the fourth verse of the title song in the movie?

RaptorChick: I don't know where you'll get your cameo. I'm working them in as I go along. And…well, I've never met a phanboy and I hope I never do. Unless Christine has phanboys or something…but then, that wouldn't be a phanboy. Ugh…

MetaChi: Glad you liked it, but what's wrong with his cape? I find that Cape Mask Almighty Fedora Swooning Phangirls.

IcySunset: OH! (goes to add about ten people to author alert) I thought it was a bad thing, like reporting them breaking the rules or something.

Phantomraver: I'm so glad you enjoyed it! And yay, a long review! And yay, cookies! Squesome! WHOO! That is officially a word. Squesome…heh.

Eat-drums: Yeah…I love Antonio too. (My dad calls him Tony Flags, because that's what his name directly translated means.) I just can't see Erik with a Spanish accent. Hang on…O.O Nope, still can't see it.

Digimitsu: (sigh) My sincerest apologies, but no more dates. Cameo sufficient?

Kianra: Yeah, I went looking for it – I saw it one day and couldn't find it later. I felt sad because I figured they deleted it. (sigh) Same thing happened to me with this awesome anime fic I wrote. Script form. One of my fave fics is in script form, and I'm so scared they're going to delete it before it's over. (The New Production by LesMisLoony – the Phantom characters act out LesMis. It's hilarious – read it!) Anyway, if you fix it and put it back, then I'll read it. Oh – warning. Someone else just put up the first chapter of a fic called When Phangirls Attack. I think they stole your title. Too bad, because it was catchy. Just letting you know.

Raveene: Do you know how close your description of the Project Phantom shirts comes to mine?! Weird…

Lazy.kender19: (gasp) I was trying to keep from using 'glomp' in phanfiction because I thought it was only an anime term, and I was afraid no one would know what it meant. Well, it basically means to literally jump on someone, hugging them hard. They frequently fall to the floor after being glomped, and if the person doing it is standing on stairs while the person they glomp isn't, they have an advantage. Also, you can't read anime, you watch it (they're cartoons). You read manga (anime in its original comic form). Anyway, that's what glomp means, for anyone who didn't know.

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"Hey Erik, guess what?" Erik opened his eyes the next day to find Aislin leaning over him, sprinkling water on him to wake him up.

"Go away, I want to sleep."

"Don't make me get the bucket, Erik." She'd dumped a bucketful of water on him to wake him up once before, but that time he had been unconscious. (A/N: It's true, I did that in LesMisLoony's The New Production.) Still, he didn't doubt she'd do it again, so he snapped awake. "What?"

"You only have five dates left!"

"Joy…" Erik rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "How many have I had so far?"

Aislin's smile faded a bit in thought. "I dunno…" She pulled out the Almighty White Notebook. "Let's see…fourteen. Five of which came all at once."

Erik fell back into bed. Sleep would be a good thing right now… Fourteen…wow. The managers really ought to fear him now, if he could get through fourteen phangirls in one piece. If he counted the Project Phantomers that he'd come into contact with, it totaled over thirty! Erik smiled. He truly was amazing, if he did say so himself.

Bucket…

He sat up again.

"Crap." Aislin put the full bucket down. She'd been looking forward to that. "Oh, well. Anyway, today's date is relatively quiet. You're going shopping. Go downstairs – she's waiting for you in a taxi. And uh – I don't think she's too happy. I picked this date for your benefit, and I think she wanted to do something else. Anyway, here's some money if you want to buy stuff." She handed him a thick wallet stamped with a mask design and held the door open.

Erik stood confused for a moment, clutching the wallet. That was relatively gentle for Aislin. True, she'd threatened him with the bucket, but that was it. Shrugging, he stuffed the wallet in his pocket and headed downstairs to the waiting taxi.

A girl (who never gave the authoress a desc) sat sulking in the backseat. Erik climbed in, and the driver took off. "Hi."

She didn't talk for a moment. But then, the happiness of just being in the presence of Erik took over, and she grinned. "Hi. I'm Emerald SkyGoddess."

Erik blinked.

"Uh…Kay. Call me Kay."

"Alright. Do you know where exactly we're going?"

Kay snorted. "Shopping. I wanted to do something cool but no, this is what I got. I heard the last girl got to go to LaserQuest with you."

"Uh…yes. Yes we did."

"Hmph. Oh well. Can I buy some stuff for you?"

Erik hesitated. What, pray tell, did she want to get for him? "Oookay."

She grinned as they pulled up to a small building. They climbed out of the taxi, and through the dirty front doors.

Erik gasped. Heaven!

It was a costume store. This place was full of the most interesting things – flashing fake jewelry, capes in every color, sweeping old-fashioned dresses, tuxedoes, all kinds of hats, and costumes of every character you could imagine.

And a whole wall covered in masks!

Erik felt like he was backstage in the Opera House – times ten! This place had more costumes than even the Opera House, from movies, books, TV shows, and everything! There was even a Phantom of the Opera costume. Erik moved away from that one quickly – it weirded him out.

All of a sudden, Kay came up to him with her arms full of costumes. "They're all really expensive, but we can try them on. That'll be fun!"

Erik agreed. He pulled a couple of outfits off the racks and dashed to a cubicle to change.

He came out in a brown trenchcoat with a tall hat and thick sideburns. "Interesting." He stood before the mirror, hunched over and speaking with a French accent. Then he broke into song.

"Valjean, at last, we see each other plain…M'sieur le Mayor, you'll wear a different chain…" His voice stretched down to hit the low note. At that moment, Kay emerged, in a flowing white angel costume. "Who are you supposed to be?"

Erik looked back at her. "I'm Javert."

She shrugged. "Okay." Erik headed back into the dressing room to try another outfit, while Kay admired her angel costume.

They put on all sorts of outfits – Erik was Saruman, a dementor, Tuxedo Mask (that one was too close to his own trademark outfit to be legal), a random wizard, and Napoleon. He felt too tall in the last one, and quickly got out of it. Kay tried on Arwen, some Japanese kimono with a sword, Catwoman, and, lo and behold, Christine. She'd thought Erik would like that one, but when he saw the white wedding gown, he turned and walked off.

Kay found him before the wall of masks. "Maybe I should go for a new look," he murmured.

"Nah," said Kay. "We all love you with the classic white mask. Although in the book –"

"It's a full black domino. Yes, I know. But it made it hard to breathe, and with Christine, breathing and singing became my priority. Could I have one of those, please? And a black fedora." The man behind the counter pulled down a white half-mask identical to the one Erik already wore and the hat and gave them to him.

"You've already got one of these."

"Yes, but my two spares were broken in…accidents, and if this one breaks, where will I be?"

"Uh…" the man behind the counter shrugged. "Without a mask. What does it matter?"

Erik paused. "You don't know who I am, do you?"

"Nope."

"Good." Erik turned to leave. "Wait…" He ran back to the dressing room to grab a costume. "I'll take this too."

The man rang up Erik's purchase. "You'll need to pay for that one too."

Erik looked around. "What one?"

"The one you're wearing. The Phantom of the Opera costume."

Erik blinked again. "But this is mine. I came in wearing it."

The man laughed. "Who goes around in a Phantom costume?"

"…The Phantom of the Opera?"

He stared at Erik. "Right. You tell me if you see him."

Erik was getting angry now. "I AM him!"

"Look, man, just pay for the costume."

"I'm not paying for my own clothes!" Erik pulled out his lasso and, as a frustrated last resort, ripped off his mask. The man screamed like a girl and backed up until he hit the wall, making five or six masks fall off. A porcelain one shattered. "Happy now?" Erik growled menacingly.

The man tittered incoherently. Erik sighed, left the money for his costume, fedora, and new mask and strode out with Kay, into the taxi and back to the hotel.

"And that, my friend, is how Joseph Buquet died."

Kay applauded. "He was an idiot. Why'd you buy a fedora? Don't you already have one?"

Erik shook his head. I never had one, but I saw pictures of actors in them and liked the way the look." He put it on, along with his original mask. "What do you think?"

Kay applauded again.

Erik left her at the doors, waving to each other, thinking, "That was enjoyable." He wasn't totally sure if he was being sarcastic or not. He opened the door to his room and found Aislin listening to her trusty Phantom CD. She saw him, screamed, and glomped him harder than anyone ever had.

"What the - ?"

Aislin grinned and hugged him more. "I love your new hat Erik."

He sighed. Great. All he did was make himself more attractive to his phangirls.

"What else did you buy?" she asked, pointing to his large bag.

"Uh, well, nothing really, just –" But Aislin had already pulled it from his hands and dumped it out on the bed. She grinned evilly.

"Javert?!"

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That chapter was longer than I thought it would be. Hope you liked it! Review!