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He's got the goods.
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Erik and Christine went separate ways once they reached ground level. Christine decided it would be best if she just went to her old dressing room to find a dry outfit while Erik waited for her on the stage with Raoul, that way she could talk and sort this whole thing out with both of them at once, instead of prolonging the inevitable. On the way down the hall, once Erik had left, she was joined by one of the E/C'ers.
Christine burst into her old dressing room with Smut following closely behind, only to find it occupied by a strange looking woman. "Who are you?" Christine asked annoyed.
"I'm Alexis, who are you?" she replied in boredom.
"I'm Christine, and this is my dressing room!"
"No you're not, you're blonde. Well whoever you are, I need this room now, how else am I supposed to get in touch with my angel."
A low growl could be heard emanating from Christine's throat as her grip tightened on the folds of her skirt. It was then that another girl burst into the room, pushing both Christine and Smut aside. "Excuse me ladies, but I've got some work to do." She then advanced towards Alexis, who let out a loud hiss.
Out of nowhere the girl raised a large wooden stake, and in one swift movement, plunged it into Alexis's heart. In an ear piercing scream, they all watched as she fell to ash in front of them.
Smut then turned to Christine to explain. "She's the slayer."
Christine raised a single eyebrow. "We have a vampire slayer?"
The strange girl then approached Christine. "No actually, I'm the Mary Sue slayer." She stated in a strange accent. "That one just happened to be a vampire too, they have a habit of popping up here from time to time. I think they get confused with the whole coffin thing, that and the fact that they tend to get children of the night and music of the night mixed up. Not the brightest bunch they are. But don't worry, I keep them out of the way so that you and Erik can live happily ever after, the way it should be." Her and Smut gave each other a firm nod in agreement.
"No, no, no! What have you done!" Cried yet another girl who burst into the now crowded dressing room. "You've killed my vampire!"
Another suspicious looking girl, all dressed in black, then followed her in. "They've killed our vampire!"
"Non canonical females have no place in this realm and you know it! I was merely fulfilling my job and duty." The slayer replied to the two new intruders.
"Well if that bitch hadn't broken our Erik's heart to begin with, there wouldn't be any!" the first girl replied forcefully but then backed off a bit when she saw Christine begin to advance on her.
"Actually, I'm working on that point..." Smut slipped in while trying to keep Christine from throttling the girl. "Oh Christine, I'd like you to meet fic writers Cross Over and Slash who I believe were just leaving." She gave the two a stern look.
"Fine! I know when I'm not wanted. Come on Slash, we need find a new vampire."
Shrugging to the group, Slash began to follow Cross Over out of the room, both chatting loudly. "You know what'd be even better?" Slash began, "Lesbian vampires!"
"From space?"
"Sure."
"You know Slash, I like the way you work."
"That gives me a great idea for a cross over. Phantom of the Rocky Horror Picture Show!"
"Pfft! You've just been spending too much time on Raph's site."
"Have not. Actually that reminds me, I need to go speak with Meg..."
Smut then shut the door behind them and smiled at Christine. "Just ignore them. Now that we're alone I have some things I'd like to discuss with you."
Christine looked around perplexed. The slayer had seemed to have disappeared without her notice and now she was trapped with yet another of these fic writers. Smut then took Christine by the hand and led her to the bed where they both sat down.
"Now, I want to talk with you about this whole Erik "thing". See, I'm a hardcore E/C shipper and the rest of the E/C girls and I have been getting this strange notion that you don't want to be with him... that you'd rather be with that girly boy, Raoul."
Christine scowled at the statement, just because Raoul was perhaps a little "effeminate" did not, in her mind, make him girly.
"Hear me out on this one will ya, ok. See we just can't understand why you would chose Raoul over Erik, when Erik is by far the obvious choice. Trust me, we actually made a list comparing the two, and Erik won by a long shot."
"The man tried to kill Raoul, and killed many other people!" Christine exclaimed in annoyance.
"Yes, yes, and Raoul hunts kittens for sport, we've been through this. The point is it's all in the past. What we need is to look at the future, the future of E/C."
"This is ridiculous."
"What is ridiculous is you letting that tasty morsel known as Erik get away. Let's look at the facts, Raoul, sure he's easy on the eyes but what else does he have that Erik doesn't? Erik's got that voice, the talent, the love and devotion, the intelligence, and don't forget those sexy, sexy hands! Don't tell me you don't desire those hands on you!"
Christine only glared unimpressed. "They smell like death."
"Ugh! You're missing the point. Raoul can find any one, where as Erik has only you, he loves only you, and he wants only you. Raoul's just a silly boy. Erik, now that's a man. And besides, me and my fellow E/C'ers have come to the consensus that Erik is by far the better lover... though not from experience of course... I mean our experience, not his... well he doesn't have any either but that's beside the point. Erik's got the goods."
"Excuse me? Are we talking about my sex life now? I can't believe this. You know what, you're all nuts." Shaking her head Christine made to get up but was successfully thwarted by Smut.
"Oh don't be silly, we're all mature adults here... well at least some of us are. I mean think about it, Erik's got the whole sensuality thing down, plus being so rhythmic with music and what not." Christine again made to get up. "Just, just hear me out ok. Us E/C'ers live for this! All we want is to see the two of you together, happy, and of course consummate."
Christine's jaw dropped as her face turned red, partially from rage and partially from embarrassment. "Let me get this straight. You guys live to see Erik and I have sex?"
Smut grinned and nodded her head.
"You know what? We're not talking about this. I'm not in this room and you did not just say all that and I'm just going to leave this room, which I'm not in, and pretend this didn't happen, which it didn't." Pushing past the girl roughly, Christine exited the room... which she was not in...
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Please R&R ^_^
He's got the goods.
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Erik and Christine went separate ways once they reached ground level. Christine decided it would be best if she just went to her old dressing room to find a dry outfit while Erik waited for her on the stage with Raoul, that way she could talk and sort this whole thing out with both of them at once, instead of prolonging the inevitable. On the way down the hall, once Erik had left, she was joined by one of the E/C'ers.
Christine burst into her old dressing room with Smut following closely behind, only to find it occupied by a strange looking woman. "Who are you?" Christine asked annoyed.
"I'm Alexis, who are you?" she replied in boredom.
"I'm Christine, and this is my dressing room!"
"No you're not, you're blonde. Well whoever you are, I need this room now, how else am I supposed to get in touch with my angel."
A low growl could be heard emanating from Christine's throat as her grip tightened on the folds of her skirt. It was then that another girl burst into the room, pushing both Christine and Smut aside. "Excuse me ladies, but I've got some work to do." She then advanced towards Alexis, who let out a loud hiss.
Out of nowhere the girl raised a large wooden stake, and in one swift movement, plunged it into Alexis's heart. In an ear piercing scream, they all watched as she fell to ash in front of them.
Smut then turned to Christine to explain. "She's the slayer."
Christine raised a single eyebrow. "We have a vampire slayer?"
The strange girl then approached Christine. "No actually, I'm the Mary Sue slayer." She stated in a strange accent. "That one just happened to be a vampire too, they have a habit of popping up here from time to time. I think they get confused with the whole coffin thing, that and the fact that they tend to get children of the night and music of the night mixed up. Not the brightest bunch they are. But don't worry, I keep them out of the way so that you and Erik can live happily ever after, the way it should be." Her and Smut gave each other a firm nod in agreement.
"No, no, no! What have you done!" Cried yet another girl who burst into the now crowded dressing room. "You've killed my vampire!"
Another suspicious looking girl, all dressed in black, then followed her in. "They've killed our vampire!"
"Non canonical females have no place in this realm and you know it! I was merely fulfilling my job and duty." The slayer replied to the two new intruders.
"Well if that bitch hadn't broken our Erik's heart to begin with, there wouldn't be any!" the first girl replied forcefully but then backed off a bit when she saw Christine begin to advance on her.
"Actually, I'm working on that point..." Smut slipped in while trying to keep Christine from throttling the girl. "Oh Christine, I'd like you to meet fic writers Cross Over and Slash who I believe were just leaving." She gave the two a stern look.
"Fine! I know when I'm not wanted. Come on Slash, we need find a new vampire."
Shrugging to the group, Slash began to follow Cross Over out of the room, both chatting loudly. "You know what'd be even better?" Slash began, "Lesbian vampires!"
"From space?"
"Sure."
"You know Slash, I like the way you work."
"That gives me a great idea for a cross over. Phantom of the Rocky Horror Picture Show!"
"Pfft! You've just been spending too much time on Raph's site."
"Have not. Actually that reminds me, I need to go speak with Meg..."
Smut then shut the door behind them and smiled at Christine. "Just ignore them. Now that we're alone I have some things I'd like to discuss with you."
Christine looked around perplexed. The slayer had seemed to have disappeared without her notice and now she was trapped with yet another of these fic writers. Smut then took Christine by the hand and led her to the bed where they both sat down.
"Now, I want to talk with you about this whole Erik "thing". See, I'm a hardcore E/C shipper and the rest of the E/C girls and I have been getting this strange notion that you don't want to be with him... that you'd rather be with that girly boy, Raoul."
Christine scowled at the statement, just because Raoul was perhaps a little "effeminate" did not, in her mind, make him girly.
"Hear me out on this one will ya, ok. See we just can't understand why you would chose Raoul over Erik, when Erik is by far the obvious choice. Trust me, we actually made a list comparing the two, and Erik won by a long shot."
"The man tried to kill Raoul, and killed many other people!" Christine exclaimed in annoyance.
"Yes, yes, and Raoul hunts kittens for sport, we've been through this. The point is it's all in the past. What we need is to look at the future, the future of E/C."
"This is ridiculous."
"What is ridiculous is you letting that tasty morsel known as Erik get away. Let's look at the facts, Raoul, sure he's easy on the eyes but what else does he have that Erik doesn't? Erik's got that voice, the talent, the love and devotion, the intelligence, and don't forget those sexy, sexy hands! Don't tell me you don't desire those hands on you!"
Christine only glared unimpressed. "They smell like death."
"Ugh! You're missing the point. Raoul can find any one, where as Erik has only you, he loves only you, and he wants only you. Raoul's just a silly boy. Erik, now that's a man. And besides, me and my fellow E/C'ers have come to the consensus that Erik is by far the better lover... though not from experience of course... I mean our experience, not his... well he doesn't have any either but that's beside the point. Erik's got the goods."
"Excuse me? Are we talking about my sex life now? I can't believe this. You know what, you're all nuts." Shaking her head Christine made to get up but was successfully thwarted by Smut.
"Oh don't be silly, we're all mature adults here... well at least some of us are. I mean think about it, Erik's got the whole sensuality thing down, plus being so rhythmic with music and what not." Christine again made to get up. "Just, just hear me out ok. Us E/C'ers live for this! All we want is to see the two of you together, happy, and of course consummate."
Christine's jaw dropped as her face turned red, partially from rage and partially from embarrassment. "Let me get this straight. You guys live to see Erik and I have sex?"
Smut grinned and nodded her head.
"You know what? We're not talking about this. I'm not in this room and you did not just say all that and I'm just going to leave this room, which I'm not in, and pretend this didn't happen, which it didn't." Pushing past the girl roughly, Christine exited the room... which she was not in...
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