X-Treme Makeover—Phantom Edition
Chapter Two: A Meeting With The DocErik gasped as he looked around. Candelabras lit the room, and the soft burgundy curtains with dark blinds made it perfect. Along with his four-poster bed with the black drapes, his coffin was even there!
Going over to the walk in closet, Erik opened the door. He grinned. Inside were four black suits, a scary outfit that consisted of a red suit and cape and a red plumed hat with a mask, and a wedding dress. He gaped openly at it. Why had they grabbed that? It was useless!
Meandering around the room, Erik came to a small box with buttons. Pushing one with an arrow pointing to the right, music began to play. Erik recognized it immediately. It was the Phantom of the Opera Theme Song! The music was only the accompaniment. Erik's rich baritone filled the room with the beautiful music. He grinned through his singing. How could he resist?
But, though he was alone, Christine's voice drifted into his room. Gasping, he ran to his door, saying, "Sing my angel of music, SING!" Opening his door he saw Hilary standing there, belting out the song.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah AH!
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah AH!
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah AH!
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah AH!
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah AH!
Ahhhhhhhhh……
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh……
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…
AHHHHHHHHH….
Hilary fainted. Erik caught her. Even though it wasn't exactly the right time to faint, he figured that it was because the note was so high.
Suddenly, Hilary popped up. "Sorry. I got distracted there. But. I've been told that you have a meeting with Dr. Perlman in ten minutes. So. Grab that mask and lets get going."
"You're going too?" Erik asked.
"Yeah… I'm your new limo driver. Apparently," she laughed, "They don't really like the fact I took you up the stairs, so they fired me. The limo company seems to like me so far though. Com'n'!"
Within a few minutes, Erik and Hilary were out of the hotel and on their way to the surgeon's office to get his consultation. Erik felt extremely nervous, and realized that he'd probably be going under the knife the next day. He gulped. This was starting to seem like a really bad idea…
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"Hi. Erik? I'm Dr. Perlman. Please have a seat." The man with glasses smiled kindly. Some of the butterflies in Erik's stomach calmed down.
"Hello." Erik said after sitting down.
"Now. Lets see what's behind the mask, shall we?" Dr. Perlman reached up and carefully took off Erik's mask. Erik blanched, expecting the man to throw up.
"Is it unfixable, Doc?" he asked.
"No. I've seen worse." Erik sighed. "Though not much worse…" the doctor muttered.
"So you can fix it! Christine will—" he paused, then blushed.
"Okay. So it looks as though you're missing some skin here on your forehead." Dr. Perlman touched the raw part on Erik's forehead. "I think that we could take some skin from your hip, and mold it into place there and it would look just fine!"
"My hip?" Erik squeaked. "What else?"
The doctor took out a digital camera and snapped a shot of Erik. He plugged the camera into the computer. Then the doctor began fiddling around with the mouse and with the keyboard. In a few moments, Perlman printed out a picture and handed it to Erik. Erik gaped. "Is that me?" he asked.
The picture was completely regenerated. Even Erik had to admit., he looked sexy.
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BTW: I never realized how short this one was!
-Kara