I'm dedicating this chapter to my mom cause today is her birthday and she would be 48 years old today. SO Happy birthday mom luv u lots xoxoxoxo
The next day unknown to the ballet rats of the opera house above them stood none other then the phantom himself, he was currently listening to Carlotta's lovely singing abilities.
"Holy shit whose killing the cat with a violin," Palmira said who had just made her appearence and was currently rubbing her poor ears."You'd think I'd immune to that kinda torture being dead." she added looking at the frightened phantom she said,"what the hell are you lookin' at?"
"Don't...ever...sneak up on me...like that...again," Erik said trying to compose himself from being scared out of his mind."Sorry Scareface i help...are you spying on Meg?" the angel said trying not to laugh at him, the young man just gave her an evil glare.
"First of all and for most I do not spy I observe and stop calling me scareface I find it insulting,"Erik hissed suddenly regretting his words when he saw her jaw drop.
"Your insulted to be called Scareface I'm insulted you find that insulting, Scareface is my hero and like the coolest mob guy ever," she said walking towards him and while she jabbed her finger into his chest she said," NEVER INSULT SCAREFACE EVER AGAIN COMPRENDE?" She said seriously pissed.
"Alright, alright just keep it down someone will notice us," he said trying to reason with her but she continued to glare at him evilly."Ok I'm sorry what's so great about this scareface fellow anyway?" he asked a little curious about the strange man his angel looked up to.
"Well for one thing he was kinda like you one the one side of his face was all scarred up from fights,hence the name 'Scareface', anyway unlike you he used his face to his advantage and made it something to be feared and respected. He was a great mafia leader and even had his own line before he killed somebody."
"He hadaline?" Erik inturrupted raising an eyebrow,"ya he'd take out his gun and yell 'say hello to my little friend' and shoot the guy in the head.Mmmmm weapons of mass destruction," she finished grouling with her tongue hanging out of her mouth.
"oh dear...how did you become the angel of innocence again?" he asked frightened of her little outburst," I died avirgin," she said drily.
"Isee your mother must be very proud," he said sarcasticly,"o ya that reminds me can you do me a favor? It's mom's birthday and I was wondering if you could get a rose for a present from both of us," she asked despritly,"why should I she isn't my mother?" hesaid annoyed she would ask him that.
"Well because she thinks of ll people as her children, you get the most beautiful ones and I don't want to give her the rose aand thentake all the credit for it when you did all the work," she said giving him puppy dog eyes.
"Alright goget her and goback to the layer I'll meet you there with the rose deal,"he offered,"deal I let you get back to your uh...observing," she said before taking off.
Later that night Erik came back dressed in his best suit with the rose behind his back so the older angel couldn't see it, when he got there he couldn't help but smile at the scene in front of him. Palmira cuddled in her mother's arms as they shared a laugh together, he quietly walked up to them and offered the woman his gift as she looked up at him. Pamela almost broke down into tears when she gently took the rose from the phantom.
"Thankyou Erik wht brought this on?" she asked amazed at the deed,"we both wnted to get you something that could possibly compare to be worthgiving you for your birthday," he said smiling," well thankyou both of you its nice to get a gift from my babies on my borthday," the older angel said kissing both Palmira and Erik on the cheek and pulling them into a warm embrace.
Erik wassurprised he had never been held like this before not even by his own mother and for the first time in his life felt loved.
well that's it for now I know it may seem pointless but I had to write it for my mom so please review and tell me what you think.
