Authors - Sooo, here it is. Chappy one of our extremly odd phic. I guess we came up with the idea when we were really bored and really hyper. Made it on Yahoo! Messaging, we did! I guess just RxR.
Yumi - Rest and relaxation? Rail road crossing? -ponders-
Jonochi – Just give us candy.
Note: SERIOUS Raoul bashing here. But it's a good laugh even for Raoul lovers. (at least I think it is…) Anywho, we shall update soon!
We own Raoul's curling iron and Firmin's candy. Maybe the duct tape on the chandelier.
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Auctioneer: Lot 664: some picture of some woman holding some thing. Any takers?
Invisible guy: Ill have it!
Auctioneer: Sounds good…Lot 665: A musical monkey. Damn, that's ugly. So ugly, it looks like a doorknob with fangs attached to it's hairy green nose. ANY TAKERS!
Some old guy who came in a wheelchair (we'll call him Raoul): That sounds like something that suits me...I'LL TAKE IT!
Auctioneer: mutters Your money, not mine...
Mme. Giry (we think): But but but...fiiiinnneee...
Auctioneer: Lot 666: A broken chandelier taped up with duct tape. Duct tape fixes anything!
Assistant: Electricity too!
nobody bids-
Auctioneer: Duct tape and Electricity! Everybody likes duct tape and electricity...right?
still no body bids-
Assistant: well then...if that's how you're all going to be... -pulls on a rope and makes the chandelier go up- YAY! Whoa...where'd the Organ come from?
Organ/Chandelier/Whatever: Buuuuuuuuuum! Bum bum bum bum bum!
Auctioneer: A musical chandelier! Wow!
That Mme. Giry chick: Now I want it! Oh dear...TIME TRAVEL!
Marty: Wouldn't that make a time paradox to see yourself?
Doc: Which could destroy the whole entire universe!
Einstein: Bark bark bark!
Shoe Maker: That was unintentional…
Anyway, the Musical Chandelier of Time Travel brought us back to a more colorful time…
Andre: Together once again, aren't we, my dear Richard?
Firmin: Let go of my hand. I don't blow that way.
Andre: Since when? What about that other--Oooohh...An Opera house!
Carlotta: ...ooooof ROOOOOOOooooMMMmmmMMMeeeeeee!
Windows, Mirrors, and glass: -break-
Reyer:-sees the viscount, manager, Firmin, and Andre- Ugh...FINALY you four get here!
Firmin: Sorry we're late. SOMEBODY had to stop and fix his hair for an hour. -everyone looks at Raoul-
Raoul: Its not easy being a woman!
Christine: Wow! It's Raoul! My childhood sweet heart.
Meg: Christine he's...soo...uh, handsome?
Christine: He? What are you talking about? Whatever...I'm not that way anymore...
Raoul: So yeah. I have to go fix my hair. It's going flat again. -walks off-
Piangi: Fine...don't say hi! -runs away crying-
Reyer: Strange cast we have…
Christine: He didn't recognize me. He didn't even look at my face!
Meg: That's because he was busy looking at your boo- uh, hair. Yeah…hair…
Mme. Giry: GIRLZ! Less of ze tawking and more of ze danzing!
Girls: -prance-
Carlotta: EeeeEeeeEEEEeEEE!
Skirt: -rips-
Carlotta: Grrr!
Carlotta: Now...I mad. I no sing for any uff you!
Firmin: Keep singing for us. We have candy...
Carlotta: Oooh...YUM!
Andre: Candy?
Carlotta: Think of me...uhm...fondlyyyyyyyyyyyyyy...
Erik: Dammit, there she goes again!-pulls rope to the backdrop-
Backdrop: Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Carlotta: ...yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy...-takes breath-yyyyyyyyyyyy...AH!-gets knocked out by backdrop-
Erik: Oops...Sorry...I think I'm changing the story line...
Reyer: -mutters-Nice work Erik... AH NO! Carlotta!
Mme. Giry: -grumbles- I thought I waz ze only one hyoo nyew ze Fantome's name waz Erik...
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More soon. We promise! -( '.' )-