X-Treme Makeover: Phantom Edition

Undressing Erik

The next two weeks went by like a slug crossing a hot desert road. They were slow… and painful. Erik felt horrible, and was having trouble sleeping. One night he couldn't sleep at all because the next day was the Saturday, the day that he was to get his bandages off. Erik tossed and turned, feeling like he had a ton of bricks over his face. This was the big deal. This is where he'd find out if all his pain was worth it.

Finally he fell into a fitful sleep, dreaming of Hilary having a catfight with Christine… and winning. This made him subconsciously smile in his sleep. Erik then dreamed of something else. He dreamed that he was walking down a long, long aisle. At the end of it, a woman with her back turned to him stood there. But as she was about to turn around…

The PHHAAANNNTOM of the Opera is Therrrrrreee… inside my mind…

Erik's CD player/alarm clock went off and he sat up very fast then groaned. Dragging himself out of bed, he went over to the bathroom. When he was dressed, Erik felt much better. His hips had stopped hurting and his butt only throbbed a bit.

- - -

"Erik. Are you ready to go to the hospital? There is a visitor in the back of the limo so she can ride with you." the limo driver said, opening the car door for the Phantom.

Erik knew who it was before he even sat down. Hilary. Who else? "Hi Hilary." Erik said happily.

"Hi. Are you ready to take off that nasty looking gauze! It's wrapped so tightly around your face so that I can't imagine how uncomfortable you've been. How do you take showers with that stuff on? Wait…" Hilary sniffed the air… "You HAVEN'T been taking showers, have you?"

Erik blushed. "The doc told me not to."

"Oh, that is just NASTY! Here." Hilary reached into her purse and pulled out a small vial that read "Spring Mist" on it. Erik's eyes widened as he realized what it was.

"No! Wait! Please! I ---" It was too late. Hilary started spraying the sweet smelling perfume all over Erik. He broke down into a coughing fit.

Hilary slipped the perfume back into her purse and smiled… before she frowned. "Oh my gosh! That's the wrong perfume. That's not my favorite one. In fact, it's Spring Mist, the one I can't stand!"

The girl started hacking right along with Erik. They were both finding it hard to breath. Hilary thought fast and opened the moon roof. Slowly the air in the limo began to get better.

They both sighed in relief. "I must admit though," Hilary commented, "Spring Mist does smell very good on you."

"We're here." Erik exclaimed, looking out the window.

"Yes! Oh!" Hilary's beeper went off. She picked it off of her belt and looked at it. "Looks like I'll have to meet you in there, Erik. I have to "undress" somebody!" Hilary broke down laughing. "Get it? Undress? You know… dressings, bandages… yeah. I'll meet you in there, Erikkie" Hilary waved and got out of the car.

"Erikkie?" Erik groaned.

- - -

Erik walked into Dr. Perlman's office feeling queasy for two reasons: One, he was going to see his new face. Two, he had inhaled too much perfume. Slumping into a chair, Erik groaned.

"Hi Erik. Nice to see you. I trust you are feeling better?" Perlman asked. Erik nodded. "Okay. Lets see what we have here…"

Just then, a scream came from the room next to the one Erik was in. "Just hold on Erik. I need to go check on Hilary." The doctor rushed from the room.

"HILARY! Oh my gosh. What did you do? Here. I'll handle this. Just go sit in with Erik until I get back. And by the way… don't TOUCH him!" Dr. Perlman yelled from the room next to Erik's.

"Hi Erik." Hilary said, blushing as she came in.

"Hello Hilary. What did you do?"

"I… eh… ripped off that woman's dressings too fast." She blushed a deeper red.

"Okay. Now. Lets get those dressings off Erik." Dr. Perlman said.

Erik gulped as the doctor reached up and started to unwrap his face. He admitted that for the first time in three weeks, that he felt free. "Now for that nose splint." Dr. Perlman said.

He pulled off the splint. Erik's face felt odd. "This is so weird. Can I look now?"

Hilary had her hands over her mouth in shock. "I'll get the mirror." she squeaked.

Erik sat impatiently while Hilary went to a nearby desk and pulled out a mirror. She brought it to Erik and held it up to his face.

Erik gasped, reaching out to touch the image on the mirror.

There. I hope you enjoyed this lovely repost.

-Kara