Disclaimer: I don't own the Phantom of the Opera but I own Autumn

EEEEK! POOR NEKO! She had her whooooooooooooooooooooooooooole story deleted! How cruel is that! All 20 chapters! How corrupt is that! Now I'm angry with the fanfiction people! –To the fanfiction people- YOU WILL GET YOURS! –Sticks out tongue-

Meanwhile…I HAVE THE PHANTOM BOOK! WOOT! I've read the majority of the book and I had a blast! (You were right, Octopus1738. It is tricky to understand. I never did understand what the red thing the Persian held was.) I'm combining the movie layout of the theater with the book layout of the cellars. I don't know what I'll do for Erik's home. I'll do a little combining there too but I'll mess with it when I need to. One thing I'm absolutely standing solid on is the movie appearance of the Phantom. Gerard Butler is HOTT! I have respect for any guy that sings and boy did he sing! Anyhoo! Here's the long awaited chapter. Enjoy and please review!

Beaming, I stepped out to where Erik could see me.

"Voila!" I announced with a flourish of my arms. "Bon?" Good? He turned and a small amused smile twinkled on his lips.

"Magnifique," He replied. "Bon." I gave him a big Cheshire cat grin then pranced away to the broken mirrors so I could see myself better. I spun around in front of them. Several days ago, about a day after he started teaching me French (it may be French. I noticed It had a "frenchie" sound to it when I really thought about it), I had expressed to Erik that I needed some clothes. He seemed to agree and had given me two pairs of pants and three shirts then adjusted them to fit my body. On top of that I had cleaned myself up. I felt great with the new (well…semi-new) clothes and my damp hair pulled back.

"Autumn!" I turned and leapt over to where Erik had called from. I'm guessing it was his studio 'cause he had a bunch of artsy stuff in there. Lately he wasn't letting me in. No idea why but as soon as I stepped in I discovered the reason. Seeing the miniature stage, I gasped.

" How cute!" I exclaimed and rushed over to it. Careful not to touch it, I explored every nook and cranny as I had the rooms of Erik's home when I had felt better. I turned back to Erik and gave him another Cheshire cat grin. He smiled too, his hands behind his back…I noticed this and motioned to ask why. He beamed even more, revealing a tiny auburn-haired doll made of wax (I think). She had on an elegant dress that reminded me of a forest with its greens, gold, oranges and reds. I pointed at my chest

"Me?" I asked. Me? He nodded and I squealed then quickly covered my mouth to stifle the sound. I giggled at myself peering up at Erik. He grinned all the more (1).

Autumn seemed utterly delighted by the figurine I had made of her. I knelt down and placed the statuette on the stage close to the "audience".

"Downstage," I said, pointing at the figurine. Autumn nodded and repeated the word. We continued the same pattern with upstage, stage left, and stage right. I had no doubts that she would need these words later on. Once again I moved the figurine down stage…the ring of an electric bell. I quickly turned at the sound. Could it be? My heart leapt. Could it really be? Already?

"Erik?" I turned back to Autumn. She gazed up at me expectantly.

"Downstage," She pressed, a bit impatiently…I had forgotten about the lesson. I would need to end it early today. I nodded in answer.

Something was up with Erik. After the ringing he seemed kinda distracted. I wanted to keep going so I brushed off the concern that would of popped up, but when I caught his attention, he wanted to stop!

"I'm leaving for a short time," he explained while motioning to himself then pointing out over the water. Was he leaving? Could I go too! I pointed at him then over the water. He nodded. I then pointed to myself before pointing over the water again. His face grew stern

"NO!" he ordered. (2) His voice echoed off the stone walls. I inhaled to soothe my rising fury then met his gaze just as solidly.

"Oui!" I insisted, my hand the only thing quavering. Yes!

"No,"he said again before pointing at me then the floor. My temper flared but I hid it away. No way am I staying here!

I sighed. She was a stubborn child. If only I could make her understand why. I gazed out across the water. Even then I most likely wouldn't tell her. What if she wanted to leave? I would be left alone once again. I couldn't let her go but…again I stated down into her blazing brown eyes…Another thought came to mind…What if she is only curious? She's certainly shown that attribute. There's still that chance…I lifted a finger.

" One condition," I ordered. The girl's brow raised and her eyes twinkled betraying her stern appearance. I pointed to her

"You," I began before tapping my ear then my chest. "Will listen to me." She nodded a smile forming on her lips.

I ran off to grab my shoes but when I came back Erik was untying a gondola-like boat. As we traveled on the water, I gazed at the intricate decorations on the wall (3). Did Erik do these? He's got the talent for it. I shook my head. Nah. Carving the rock like this probably took years…centuries. I turned looking up at Erik. Then again who knows how long he's been down here. A vague feeling of déjà vu swept over me but I ignored it. Erik glancing down noticed me staring so I flashed him another award-winning grin. A smile twitched on his lips but he quickly turned his attention back on his steering. I also turned away as the smile faded from my lips.

In almost no time we were docked. Erik gave me a concerned look as I bounded from the boat. I immediately sprinted to the staircase . Curious how high it went I eagerly peered up…What I saw made me swallow. Hard…Staring up at the seemingly infinite stairs I could only say one word.

"Crap!"

1. Does this make sense?

2. "No" in French is the same as "no" in English.

3. Movie form! I liked the boat from the movie so I put that in too.

Writing this chapter I've learned many things…for instance: there are only three words for "grin" on my computer's thesaurus. I've also learned there are a bunch of words for "figurine". What's up with that?

E-mail answers

Madameoperaghost:I'm continuing! Oh! i do have one thing to say! I have a friend named Hannah. She's like a human dictionary. She NEVER makes spelling mistakes. It's actually kinda funny!

Ridel: You know how i said the package would be showing up in this chapter...well i lied. Sorry but i CAN promise that it is coming up VERY soon. Either the next chapter or the one after that...most likely the next chapter.Anyhoo, about people not knowing what's in the package. It pretty much IS a given but some people want it stated to them i guess. just read some of the reviews to see what i mean. BTW Thanks for clearing that up.

Darksecretlove:Woot! New reviewer.Thanks for the compliments and don't worry about the package it'll show up...eventually.

octopus1738:Thanks for the help. I haven't gotten to the part where they have to pick the animal figurine, but right now they're in the torture chamberwhen it's getting hot. The beginning of the book is kinda slow isn't it? I had some trouble getting into it at first. The ending is great though!