While the other Phantom's had gone off to find amusement, Englund-Erik and Chaney-Erik were having a grand time running around the front hall. They raced up and down the stairs, balanced on the rails, and laughed maniacaly. Well, Englund-Erik laughed while Chaney-Erik just ran around silently with his mouth open.

Englund-Erik did a cartwheel across the floor as Chaney-Erik swung his punjab lasso on the top rafter of the roof. He then began to swing across the high ceiling. Suddenly they heard music coming from both sides of the double staircase. From the left there was a violin and from the right there was a man singing.

The two men suddenly stopped, lunged at each other, and began to fight.

Again.

Englund-Erik grabbed the violin from the floor and began to play a soft melody. Chaney-Erik watched Crawford-Erik and Dance-Erik swing at each other, and then just for the heck of it he too began to punch the men. All three men brawled until they came to the edge of the stairs. Crawford-Erik held onto the railing as Dance-Erik fell down.

He reached the bottom and looked up at Andre Moncharmin. "Father!" He screamed gleefully. The two managers screamed at the same time, "What in the Hell is going on here!" Mme. Giry was behind them, reeling from shock at so many different men running amock in the Opera House. Just then Chaney-Erik dropped from the rafters onto the two managers and knocked them unconcious.

Crawford-Erik told Mme. Giry, "Go find Meg and Christine and bring them here." Mme. Giry ruffled her dress, adjusted her bonnet, and walked off in a huff. Chaney-Erik, meanwhile, had bound and gagged the two managers and was now dragging them to a sofa. Englund-Erik was laughing at the whole farce. Crawford-Erik smiled as Englund-Erik began to play the violin. Chaney-Erik and Dance-Erik began to dance as Crawford-Erik sang, "The Phantom of the Opera is there, and over there, and right there as well!"

Carlotta's make-over was complete, and Kay-Erik and Leroux-Erik made Meg face the wall as they removed their masks to dry their hysterical tears. All three were laughing and having a grand time.

Kay-Erik told Meg, "You can look at us now dear." She smiled as she scooted over to him. They looked at Carlotta, whose face was now bright green with pink polka dots.

Her eyes had been outlined in khol and looked bruised, and her hair was streaked with pink lipstick. They had stolen all of her fine jewlery and Meg was wearing her expensive shoes. Only once during the make-over did Carlotta wake up, but at the sight of Leroux-Erik's glowing yellow eyes she fell back unconcious. Now the triumverate stood up and looked at each other. "I believe we need to find out what the other men have gotten into." Leroux-Erik said. Meg nodded and replied, "I need to find Christine." They wondered down the hall and into the Ballet Foyer, and stopped dead in their tracks.

La Sorelli and Argento-Erik had dissapeared, and Butler-Erik and Christine were making out heavily on the couch. Butler-Erik's mask had fallen off, but Christine didn't seem fazed by his sunburn. They were both oblivious to the three open-jawed people standing in the doorway.

Leroux-Erik was sobbing and Kay-Erik was trying to console him. Both men were crying when Christine noticed them. 'Oh!" She quickly pulled up her corset and pulled down her skirt, and Butler-Erik hid his face in her shoulder.

Kay-Erik had fire in his eyes as he menacingly walked towards the man. "How...Dare...You" He said harshly, "How dare You mock our Pain with that...that..Sunburn! You should hang for this travesty!" Suddenly a rope was around Butler-Erik's throat and Leroux-Erik growled, "He WILL hang for this! He dared to touch my Christine, he dares to call himself The Phantom with that silly burn, and he dares to Enter my Domain!" Butler-Erik was choking and Christine was sobbing on Meg's shoulder.

Kay-Erik and Leroux-Erik began to punch, kick, and pretty much maim Butler-Erik. By the time they were finished Meg and Christine had left, and Butler-Erik was unconcious, or dead, it was hard to tell. They looked at each other, and then began to laugh. Kay-Erik smiled as he said "Lets go find the girls." Leroux-Erik's grin faded adruptly and Kay-Erik patted his back. "Can you blame her?" Leroux-Erik sighed. The two men walked away as Butler-Erik groaned. "Ouch" He said.