Hey. I was gonna put this up sooner, but my computer restarted when I was writing it. Stupid Computer. Well, the song in this chapter is from the movie Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarrron. This will be one of the few times I will put a disclaimer, because we all know we don't own it.
Disclaimer: I don't own POTO, Erik, Christine, Meg, etc. I also don't own the song in this chapter. It is from the movie Spirit. It is not my work. (The song)
Chapter 2: It Will Make Sense at the End
Christine woke to a familiar tune. The tune of 'Masquerade'. It came from Erik's precious monkey music box. She had not noticed it before. The soft sound calmed her. The previous day's events were very fuzzy in her mind. What had happened? All she knew was that she felt very safe the way she was in the bed. Deciding she should get up, she turned her head to her left an opened her eyes. There she saw a red rose with a black satin ribbon tied around the stem and a note. She took both things in her hand and sat up. She brought the rose up to her nose to bring in his fragrance. She then put the rose aside, and studied the note. On the envelope, it was addressed:
To: My Dear Christine'My Dear' She could get used to that title. Her smile widened. Playing with his humor, she decided to read the mysterious note. She turned the envelope over to see a red wax skull smiling at her. She took her time opening the note, making sure not to tear any part of it. To herself, she read:
Christine,
Good morning. Because I know you well enough, I know, that you know, that this note is the beginning of a huge surprise. Well, I just want you to know that today's events will make sense at the end, and will all come together. What ever may come your way, do what is in your heart. We need to build up our strength, so, come by the music room, and there I will be. I will have breakfast ready. Also, later, remind me not to forget to talk to you.
-Erik
"What did he mean by 'surprises'? And 'do what is in your heart'?" she pondered. "This is truly another riddle, he wants me to figure out." Remembering, that she fell asleep in her dress, and didn't need to change, went over to the vanity to brush her hair. Her normally tame curly hair, was now a mess from sleeping. She looked into the mirror. The memory of her first seeing Erik went through her mind. It had been less than 7 months ago. The tune of 'The Phantom of the Opera', the song they sang when entering his lair, went buzzing through her mind. She started humming it. She continued to hum while she put on some make-up. She went back to the bed where the note and rose was laying. She picked up the rose, untied the ribbon, and put the rose in her hair. Not wanting to leave the ribbon behind, she tied it around her wrist. When she finished the song, she was done. As she opened the door, she could hear a faint organ melody. A song, that she had never heard before. Maybe, it was from Erik's opera he was writing. As she walked towards the music room, the faint melody turned into a developing song. When she opened the door, Erik turned around, obviously hearing her.
"Good morning once again." he said with a smirk, "I see you found my note. Eggs, toast, and jam are waiting in the kitchen. Shall we eat?" he asked, now stepping down from the organ and the bench. He grasped her hand softly and raised it to his lips.
"I believe we should." Christine replied, biding the warning of 'day of extraordinary surprises'. They both walked into the kitchen, where they could both smell, Erik's delicious meal ready. Erik gestured for her to sit down on the chair he had pulled out for her. She gratefully took it. He then brought a plate of food to her. When Erik sat down, she started to eat. "Wow! This is delicious. When did you ever learn to cook?" Christine asked.
"Well, when I was little, being cooped up under this opera house, things got boring. All alone and all. So, Madame Giry offered to get me some books to read from the opera house's library. Some books were about cooking, ventriloquism, weapons, world atlases, romance novels, music, and about 4 different languages, English, Italian, German, and Spanish. I guess, if she wouldn't have brought me those books, then I would have probably asked her to bring me some food, and pay her for them." He explained. He took another bite of toast with jam.
"You told me to remind you about something?" Christine asked and yet stated. She looked confused.
"Oh. Yes. I have something to talk to you about later. After we finish eating, I wanted to know if you could try singing a song, that I wrote for my new opera." He stated and yet asked her. "My new opera is called 'Love of All Things'." When they finished their meal, and put their dishes away, Erik led her to the organ. There, he showed her a piece of sheet music. On the top of the sheet music were the words, 'Love of All Things'. Andbelow it were the words, 'Don't Let Go'.
Erik quickly warmed his fingers up on the keyboard. Then he started playing the song. She started singing the new song.
I can't believe this moment's come,
It's so incredible that we're alone.
There's so much to be said and done,
It's impossible not to be overcome.
Will you forgive me if I feel this way,
Cause we've just met - tell me that's OK.
So take this feeling 'n make it grow,
Never let it - never let it go.
Erik then joined her. He started singing the male vocals. Christine's parts are in ( )
(Don't let go of the things you believe in)
You give me something that I can believe in.
(No, Don't let go of this moment in time)
Go of this moment in time.
(Don't let go of things that you're feeling)
I can't explain the things that I'm feeling.
(No, Don't let go)
No, I won't let go.
Then, Christine had rests while Erik sang.
Now would you mind if I bared my soul,
If I came right out and said you're beautiful.
Cause there's something here I can't explain,
I feel I'm diving into driving rain.
You get my senses running wild,
I can 't resist your sweet, sweet smile.
So take this feeling 'n make it grow,
Never let it - never let it go.
She then joined him in a duet. Christine's parts are in ( )
(Don't let go of the things you believe in)
You give me something that I can believe in
(No, Don't let go of this moment in time)
Go of this moment in time
(Don't let go of things that you're feeling)
I can't explain the things that I'm feeling
(No, Don't let go)
No, I won't let go
Christine then took her solo.
I've been waiting all my life
To make this moment feel so right
The feel of you just fills the night
So come on -just hold on tight
They both sang together once again. Christine's parts are in ( )
(Don't let go of the things you believe in)
You give me something that I can believe in
(No, Don't let go of this moment in time)
Go of this moment in time
(Don't let go of things that you're feeling)
I can't explain the things that I'm feeling
(No, Don't let go)
No, I won't let go
When they finished, they had smiles on their faces. " Wow. Erik, that was beautiful." Christine praised him. " It would be great if your opera could be performed sometime."
"Well, I don't know if any opera house would. Especially after 'Don Juan Triumphant'. Even thought I quite liked that one." He said with a smirk. "Now," he said quite seriously, "what I have to talk to you about. I need to get something first, but meet me in the sitting room." He then stood up, and motioned for Christine to go to the sitting room. He walked back to his room. He picked something up from his nightstand. He gently placed the item in one of his numerous pockets in his cloak. As he walked back to the sitting room he thought, "You're doing the right thing Erik. You really are." When he walked into the sitting room, he saw Christine sitting on a couch looking into the fireplace, petting Ayesha. "Christine. He said seriously as he sat next down to her on the couch, swirling his cloak before he did, making sure not to sit on it. "I need to tell you something. This is the time I referred to in the note. Now is the time to do what is in your heart." She nodded. " Christine, I love you."
"And I also love you too Erik.' She said, "But what does this have to do with anything?"
"Because…" Erik partially stumbled on his words. " I want to know… Do you want to marry me?" he asked, as he gently put his hand into his cloak pulling out a rose with a black satin ribbon tied around the stem. But this one was different. Somehow it was. There was one thing different. Around the stem above the ribbon, was a small diamond ring. He had saved up for that ring with his 'salary'. Hopping one day that he could give it to Christine. Erik sat there with a huge smirk on his face looking like a schoolboy who just did an unbelievable feat.
"Oh Erik." She managed to get out, almost stumbling on her words. "Of course I do." She took the rose, and took off the ring from the stem, and put it around her finger. She leaned into Erik, kissing him passionately. She knocked him over backward hitting the couch. He drew back.
"It all makes sense now." Christine said matter-of-factly.
"What does?" Erik asked knowing the answer anyway.
"The note, the rose, the ribbon, the song, the ring, everything does. Especially the song. Those words." She said just realizing what it all meant. "In the note you wrote it will all make sense at the end, and will all come together. An it did."
"I know." He said, as he sat up. " I planned the whole day out. Everything. Even the song."
"But I bet you didn't plan this." She said, making Erik confused. She pounced on him, trying to tickle him, but she had forgotten, that Erik wasn't ticklish. So, Erik having the advantage, rolled over, and pinned Christine against the couch, and started tickling her. She giggled uncontrollably. "You should just give up. You'll never win." He said triumphantly.
She gave in saying, "Fine, I give up! You win." He released her.
"Enough messing around. Hurry up and get your cloak. We need to find a chapel." He said getting up and pushing Christine towards the closet in the sitting room. After they were ready, and changed. Christine in her wedding gown that Erik had made her, and Erik in his best black suit. Erik stood in the boat with an outstretched hand, waiting to help Christine in the boat. When she got in and sat, Erik pushed away from the shore. And that would be the last time they would be in the boat single.
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