Author's Note: I'm very, very sorry! I really did intend to post this sooner but I had a little accident involving a downed power line and it really is amazing how little work gets done while you're in a hospital. Plus, I've been busy with rehearsals for my very first opera performance! YAY!


Secondly, just about everyone has mentioned how confusing this story was to read, so I have tried to fix the previous chapter and this one as well. The voices in my head sound different and so I know who is saying what. Clearly you all need to get multiple voices as well in order to follow along. 


Anyhow, my heartfelt thanks to:

Letthedreamdescend: Thank you Anna! I love those lines too!

Writer4him: Second part, here you go. PS – I'm thinking this is going to have at least four parts.

Aislin of the Shadows: Brian sharing is such a wonderful talent, is it not?

Dimac99: Hurrah for evilness!

Phantom'sSonge: More Fop ripping to come! Nice use of exclamation points!

Phantom'sHeart: I know, sorry for the confusion.

DragonheartRAB: Poor Erik. evil grin

LiTTleLoTTe1991: I'm glad you LAHHVE it!

Yeun: I was going for insane but amusing works too!

Groundedangel: I know, hard to read, but I promise to fix it!

CloudxInxCrimson: Sorry about that, didn't mean to offend anyone. Banjos, gotchya!

Erik's angel: salutes Will do!

AmandaTheVampireLove: Sorry about stopping but it was twelve pages long on Word and that's a long enough chapter!

Erik's Dark Lullaby: Oh don't even get me started with movie animals being the WRONG gender! I have a tape of Black Beauty starring a very pregnant brood mare!

Shoeanders: Laughter is the best medicine unless you have broken ribs.

Reltistic: Thanks for the review!

Disclaimer: Beware Mandy is mine! Everyone else belongs to somebody else!

"That was The Music of the Night? Tell me again who hired this man?" Erik howled as the Phantom's final note stretched out.

"Don't look at me, I didn't do it!" Mandy protested.

"There seemed to be quite a lot of deep breathing going on in that scene," He growled angrily. "I seem to recall her welcome to my house quite differently."

"Well, he is one sexy dude." she murmured mischievously.

"I really didn't want to hear that." Erik muttered darkly.

"Even if he does have fish lips." She grinned at Erik's frown.

"Indeed." Smirking, he calmed his temper and resumed watching the movie. "And I don't want to know why he has a swan bed."

"Sneaky Meg." Mandy whispered as the tiny ballerina crept along the passageway behind the mirror. "Lets see, I don't see Christine anywhere, maybe she went down this spooky hallway behind this mirror…"

"Hmm, It isn't spooky, just dark and a little slimy."

"Rats!" Mandy announced, pointing at the rodents on the screen "See what I mean! Christine wouldn't have gone down there if it wasn't for your fog drugs!"

"Not mine, his." Erik replied calmly.

"Back to that are we?" she teased as the sneaky Meg was led away by her exasperated mother.

"You said it, not I."

"Boquet needs to wash his hair and get some mouthwash. I almost feel gross just looking at him." She shuddered as the leering creep in question grabbed a ballet girl.

"Agreed." Erik muttered, fidgeting anxiously at Madam Giry's singularly unsuccessful strangulation attempt.

"Hey there's the Monkey! Yay!" Mandy grinned at the scene change as Erik frowned again. "What a great way to wake up!"

"You are very strange." He grumbled even as his eyes were glued to the image of a waking Christine.

"By the way, I like the little toy horse you've got stashed down there, but of course the monkey is way cooler!" She teased, grabbing more popcorn.

"I still can't believe the Fop bought it! He doesn't deserve it!" though snarling, Erik refused to drop his gaze for the screen.

"We'll according to you he didn't deserve Christine either so I'm suspecting a slight bias here." She gave him a pointed look.

Erik snorted. "That's probably the biggest understatement I've ever heard considering the wonderfully slow and painful death I've got planned for him if he ever shows up again." He grinned most evilly at the no doubt marvelous plan in his head.

"Where, in the movie or in real life?" She asked, quite used to the constant terrible deaths he predicted for the Fop.

"I leave such distinctions up to you." He replied smugly as he also helped himself to the popcorn.

"You're weird." She replied, debating whether or not to start collecting a secret stash of popcorn when he wasn't looking. For a man who rarely ate he sure knew how to pack popcorn away.

"Wait a second, wasn't she wearing stockings when he put her to bed?" Erik asked sounding quite confused.

"Well, now we know where your mind has been…" Mandy rolled her eyes and giggled.

"But she had them on when she was on the horse and in the boat!" he defended himself angrily, blushing furiously.

"Well obviously the Phantom only lured her down there so that he could steal her socks!" she announced gravely.

"You need help." He announced just as gravely.

"Or an Opera House, whatever is cheaper." she agreed laughingly.

"They're more work than you'd think." He cautioned.

"I tell my agent to keep that in mind." She agreed most solemnly.

"That implies that your agent has a mind." Erik's mouth twitched as he tried not to grin. Mandy stuck her tongue out at him and pointed at the screen.

"So why did they put masks on the statues?" she asked in disbelief. "Is he really that insecure?"

"I just don't understand why he let her touch his face like that. Of course she is going to unmask him!" Erik growled angrily, watching as Christine unmasked her Phantom, before grabbing more popcorn.

"Maybe he though she was going to compliment him on his tan?" She muttered, watching in bemusement as the popcorn disappeared.

"What did he just say?" Erik blinked in confusion again as the man onscreen ranted.

"Where did the light from behind the portcullis suddenly come from?" Mandy asked, totally ignoring him.

"Now who's being picky?" He taunted though still upset.

"This is sad. She is crying but her expression still hasn't changed." Mandy commented as Christine returned the mask and the Phantom stood up. "Never mind lets focus instead on those longs legs of his!"

Erik didn't reply for quite some time but viciously attacked the popcorn.

"Is it over?" he asked after the scene had progressed to the next. "Why is the old fop back? I have already seen more than enough of him for one movie."

"It's a flash forward." Mandy said grabbing at the last bits of popcorn left.

"Why is the movie flash forwarding?" He asked, holding the bowl away from her.

"You'll see at the end." She growled still reaching for the bowl.

"And how soon will that be?" he taunted, pulling the bowl farther away.

"Well, its after we zoom into his eyeball." At his stunned look, she pointed to the screen just in time for Raoul's eyeball's close-up.

"That is disturbing." He blanched and gave the bowl to her.

"I hope Firman wiped his boots off before strolling in there while they are trying to clean the floors." Mandy muttered, crunching on the last bits. "Or they may be mystified why it takes so long to get the darn place clean as well!"

"They changed the lyrics again!" Erik snarled. "Do they have to change everything!"

"So why doesn't Raoul's note come signed OG?" She asked, watching him seethe. "Or maybe it was but he couldn't figure out what that meant."

"That would be my guess." Erik laughed and pointedly looked at the now empty bowl. Sighing, Mandy got up to fix another bag just as Carlotta reappeared. "Why did she have to return? Nothing that resembles cotton candy that much should be that foul."

"I have an note, and you have a note, and she has a note, and he has a note, and they have a note… but no one seems to have a clue." She called from the kitchen.

"I knew 'OG' wasn't threatening enough." He muttered back, as the Phantom's voice over began.

"That man has too much free time, building little replicas of the stage and cast. With detachable heads no less! Write another opera or something!" She sighed in exasperation as the Phantom played with his little toys.

"Yes that is a rather interesting addition." He smiled in amusement and wondered if Mandy would let him bake clay figures in her oven.

"Oooo! I want a wax seal skull thingy too!" She giggled in delight.

"You don't even write letters." He stated while pondering where he could get one to bribe her with.

"I would if I had one of those thingies!" She grinned at the thought even as the scene retuned to Carlotta and crew. Erik groaned as she began singing again.

"In mercy's name can't we just fast forward through this?" He begged.

"Eat popcorn and watch the movie," Mandy ordered as she handed the re-refilled bowl back to him.

"Do I get any chocolate?" he asked attempting a puppy dog expression he had seen do wonders for the Fop.

"Fine." Mandy went back to the kitchen to retrieve it for him while trying not to laugh at how stupid he looked.

"Thank you," he grinned as she returned with his candy having successfully ignored half of the song and gotten chocolate to boot.

"Note to all Prima Donnas, if you don't get what you want, sing louder and everyone will follow you." Mandy announced, quickly eating popcorn while Erik was distracted with his chocolate. "My goodness! They are bringing in more flowers! I hope everyone took their allergy medicine this morning!"

"Why are they giving her stuff? Incompetent fools!" Erik snarled as the two men offered the diva everything but a shove through the door out.

"Well, seeing as how they are achieving their goal of keeping her they don't seem to be that incompetent, just misguided." Mandy argued playfully.

"Too bad that wig doesn't weigh a bit more or we could have ended the movie much quicker." Erik smirked.

She giggled in spite of herself at the mental image that provoked. "I don't think Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber would agree to that drastic a change to the plot but if you could convince Schumacher then clearly anything is possible."

"Schumacher?" He asked in confusion.

"The man who due to his obsession with sexy young casts changed everything, also known as the director."

"I see." With that he quickly pulled a notepad out of his pocket and began scribbling furiously.

"What are you doing?" she asked in confusion.

"If I don't tell you then you cannot testify against me later." He announced, quickly pocketing the notepad.

"Oh, okay…" Mandy sighed in relief as the scene progression provided a distraction. "Anyhow, now that that monstrosity is completed, now comes the good part!"

"The ending?" Erik asked hopefully.

"Well no, but its the next best thing. This is one of three scenes in the whole movie where Gerry morphs into Erik!" Mandy exclaimed delightedly.

"What?"

"Watch and see!" She giggled as Il' Muto began.

"Ahh yes, yet another example of this movie's blatant use of foreshadowing." Erik muttered moodily as the Phantom replaced the diva's vial with a duplicate. "I wonder what that could possibly do."

"I thought you knew everything?"

"I do, I was being sarcastic."

"All fear the great and powerful voice!" Mandy announced dramatically as the Phantom asked rhetorical questions while hiding behind the chandelier.

"If only it were that simple." Erik sighed as Carlotta croaked. "And I have never heard a sicker sounding toad in all my life.

"Could you just laugh maniacally for me? I was really looking forward to that part."

"If you wish. Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha! Hahahahhahahahaha!"

"This is why you're the best!"

"I know."

She rolled her eyes at his lack of modesty, before smiling happily as the ballet was presented. "This is it! You go Erik!"

Erik smiled as well as he watched the deadly game of cat and mouse. "If I didn't know you better I'd be disturbed by your apparent enjoyment of watching murder."

"See what a bad influence you are."

"Look at the bright side, you can now scare people with your twisted mind as well as your bad temper." He teased having been the recipient of her anger before.

"Like you're one to talk." Mandy snickered at the managers' poor handling of the situation. "Sure that's right, he only accidentally hung himself. It happens all the time."

"Well, actually…" Erik murmured before wisely shutting his mouth.

"I wish I could run in fear for my sanity and the life of someone not really worth it, up several flights of stairs while singing and not be out of breath, or falter even once." She replied ignoring his little slip up.

"Its called practice." Erik announced arrogantly.

Mandy rolled her eyes and threw popcorn at him. "Well at least I wouldn't count on the fop to save me. But then I also wouldn't try to hide on a rooftop."

"That is called logic." He smirked as he brushed off the popcorn bits.

"Snow, snow, snow! Everyone loves snow!" She exclaimed happily as the duet began.

"Except when you're standing around in it on the roof of an opera house for what seems like hours with nothing but a flimsy cloak to keep you warm while the woman you love more than life itself all but declares you a bloodthirsty monster, kisses your worst enemy, who also happens to be the number one idiot on the face of the earth and then professes her undying love for him!" Erik snarled moodily.

"Ummm… I like snow! Snow, snow, snow!" Refusing to be dragged down in his despair alongside him, Mandy continued to giggle happily.

"Someone help me." He whispered quietly fighting not to cry as Christine betrayed him once again.

"There's no hope for you, your problem is incurable." Mandy smiled sympathetically as she passed him a tissue. Looking at it in confusion for a moment, just long enough for the two lovers to kiss Mandy noted, he quickly dabbed it at the corners of his eyes.

"But not immortal," he whispered fiendishly.

"Hey! You can't kill me, I gave you popcorn!" She pouted in mock offense. "And chocolate!"

"I suppose you are right," he sighed dramatically. "And with my luck you come back as a ghost and bother me all the time instead of just occasionally."

"Wow, I feel the love. Reminds of the movie." Pointing at the screen as Christine and Raoul departed their not-so-effective hiding place.

"Doesn't she realize how expensive those things are!" Erik grumbled as the Phantom picked up the abandoned rose.

"Well if they're that expensive it was rather dumb to crush it to bits then, wasn't it!" Mandy grumbled back. "If she left it behind and he didn't want it why couldn't I have it?"

"Because that would ruin the whole symbolic meaning behind the rose in the first place." Erik hissed.

"Yeah, nothing says I still love you like pointless rose destruction." She replied sarcastically.

"That is what chandeliers are for." Erik smirked as the Phantom climbed atop the statue and dramatic music blared out of the speakers.

"Not in this version." Mandy growled in frustration as the screen went black. "Erik, be sure to underline Schumacher in that little book of yours, would you?"

AN: Okay, there you go. Again sorry about the delay, I sincerely promise to try and have the next chapter up soon. Thanks again for reading and don't forget to REVIIEW!