Ok you guys. This is the part where I schpeel about how I own nothing. I. Own. Nothing. Happy lawyers? Why can't I pretend to own them, eh? What'd be wrong with that? But, alas, no I cannot. And neither can you Will! Ah ha ha! maniacal laughter Anyways. Hope you have fun with this fic.
Elsa and Danielle plopped themselves down on the sofa to watch Phantom of the Opera, for it had just been released on DVD.
"Wheehaw!" cried Elsa, more than a little hyper.
"YAY! PHANTOM!" squealed Danielle.
Elsa gasped, inspired, and covered half of her face with a pillow. "I am your angel of music!" she sang. "Come to your angel of music!" She reached out her hand to Danielle, who slapped it away. "Aww. You don't love your phantom...I cry!" She threw herself on the floor and began to sob viciously.
"Oi. Dork. I love you!" she laughed and jumped on her friend.
"Eep! Not the cloak!"
"What cloak?"
"I'm not wearing a cloak?" asked Elsa, examining her attire. "But I'm the Opera Ghost." She stared at her feet. "Damn. No cloak."
"Aw you're so cute!" Danielle hugged her friend.
"Eh..." Elsa pushed her away.
Suddenly, the candle popped up on the screen and the flame flickered, and the eerie music began a-playin'.
The two girls sat mesmerized by the oldish black and white picture and the oldish wrinkylish black and white Vicomte de Chagny rolling around in his wheelchair.
"Perhaps we can frighten away the ghost of so many years ago," said the auctioneer in the film as he introduced the chandelier of the Opera Populaire to the auction crowd. "Gentlemen."
DUUHN! DUHN DUHN DUHN DUHN DUUUUUUHN! went the music and CRACK! ZAP! went the power in the house Elsa and Danielle were sitting in, alone, no adults anywhere. They screamed and jumped up on their feet.
"NOOOO!" Elsa cried, running to the TV and kicking it. "Damn you! You little prying Pandora! You little-"
WHOOOOOOOOOSH.
"Shit," said Elsa meekly, and she was gone in a second, leaving Danielle alone in the dark room.
"Oh crap," mumbled Danielle as she walked to the TV screen. "Jack come back! Don't leave me!" She kicked the TV too out of anger. "Giver her back dammit! Come on TV! That's all I ask of you!"
WHOOOOOOOOOSH.
"Damn," cursed Danielle and she too was gone in the blink of an eye.
Ok that was the really short, kinda gay, leading-up-to introduction. Just go to the next one! It gets better. PROMISE! crosses heart and hope to die Review!