Disclaimer: I don't own POTO or anyone involved in it.

Ok, I think this will be the last one for Carlotta, but don't worry, I have another idea. I may just do a series of these from the POV of people that were secondary characters who never got the chance to voice their thoughts on the subject. 

I Despise Raoul: It always looks like he his doing up his pants instead of putting on a sword belt. Thank you for your kind reviews. It gives me something to look forward to after putting up each chapter. I think my next one will be written from Piangi's POV. 

Hikoku: Glad you liked it. I hope this chapter is just as amusing. There will be plenty of fop bashing in this. 

Morianerulz : Thank you. It was just a spur of the moment inspiration to give Christine that reptile obsession.  Hope you will enjoy this chapter.

Diary,

You will not believe what happened tonight. I am still in shock from it. It started out like a normal performance except for that idiot that looked like one of the musketeers decided to upstage me and we got into an arm fight. I swear I don't know where they dig up these people. The audience was a bit fidgety and it set off how it was going to run the whole night. Ubaldo was great as usual. When he disappeared behind the curtain, he never returned. It was the Phantom. I mean I don't know how no one knew it wasn't Ubaldo. How do you not notice that someone has lost a whole person on his weight like that? It was a rather spellbinding performance though. The tight costume, the swirling cape…ummm…. where was I?

Anyway, the fop was missing from his box. Not that I would actually miss the guy. He had the most horrible since of timing to shout "bravo" and clap. He often did it in the middle of a performance and then would rudely leave. This time he didn't bother to show up. I think he was upset about his hair. I had seen him earlier today with some words shaved into it. Strange fop. He probably forgot his lip-gloss. Or else he was trying on my dresses again. GRR! I found lizards today in my drawers by the way. That girl has to get another hobby. Anyway as the Phantom and that frizzy haired reptile addict were singing up on the platform, she tripped and ripped off his mask. It looked like he had horrible sunburn on the one side of his face, but nothing that would excuse her choice of the fop. Next thing you hear is this crazy girlish laugh and the fop was hanging on the chandelier in a dress! I tell you it was true. I had seen it with my own eyes! Everyone gasped. Suddenly, the chandelier gave way. Who knew that fop could bring down a chandelier? I think Christine had enough of that fop because she went down the center of the stage with the Phantom. I don't blame her. I went to look for my Ubaldo and he was lying behind the curtain at the back of the stage. At first I thought he was dead, but he woke up and told me that fop had hit him on the head with something. After that scare, I told him I would retire and marry him as he had been asking me for a long time. Oh I am so happy. We are going to marry tomorrow. Ciao!

Translator's note: There were more entries but none of them in Carlotta's hand. And they were of unusually nonsense. Mostly stuff like Fop of the Opera. Only he misspelled fop!

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this. This was a blast to write and I hope to get started soon on Piangi's diary. 