Okay, this is a little weird, but what comic fanfic isn't? I know I'm gonna get a bunch of reviews along the lines of "wtf?" but in my defense…pulls out Punjab lasso yea, that's what I thought…
It's should be fun, lot's of Raoul bashing from other characters besides Erik.
Well, I'd like to dedicate this to two people. The first dedication goes out to my friend who I like to call band nerd. I told her the idea for it and she liked it, and I was bored at three o'clock in the morning, so here it is. The second person I don't even know why I talk to him. He likes Raoul more than Erik. Startled gasps I know, until I met him I didn't know that people like that could exist and not get run over by a runaway tomato truck for being so stupid, but he's lived so far. Well, he says when he's playing Raoul on Broadway people will no longer think of Raoul as the ditzy blonde hero, but as a more sophisticated brave intelligent type (yea, ya see hell over there? I don't think it's gonna freeze over anytime soon.)
Disclaimer: I own all the rights to phantom of the opera and u don't mwahahahahaha…o wait, that's backward…I don't own the rights to phantom of the opera but I wish I did…by the way, I assume ur all intelligent people and I won't need to write this over and over before every chapter, if u do need me 2, plz email me and we'll work something out.
One fine day Raoul sat down and began to write. Dear Diary... He looked down shocked and frantically erased I mean Dear Journal…
Well, today pretty much sucked. It started out okay, my brother finally convinced me to go to the opera with him, you'll never guess who was there. Christine Daae! She sang or something. Anyway, I went to see her afterwards and do u know what the crazy girl does? She locks her door and starts talking to herself. I really should talk to the new managers about getting rid of all those gas powered lights. I think they're leaking…
The next day a note scribled in blood red ink apeared in his "journal" So, is that the reason you can't string an intelligent sentence together to save your life? Gas leaks? It would explain a lot…He knew it was Erik, so he frantically replied in his own girlishly neat hand, Hey, this is my Journal! Again the writting apeared Yes, this is a very interesting story here. Raoul's Diary…
Journal! He insisted, but Erik was persistent. It's a nice title, but it really doesn't get the point across. Maybe…Chronicles of a Fop? Raoul soon became angry. Listen you! I don't know how you got a hold of my Dia-Journal, but you better be sure that I'm gonna…
Going to what? Beat me with your scarf? Erik taunted
You just wait, I'll..I'll…
Sure, you'll get me…right…
