Note: Authoress(s) were now even more sugar high then they were last chapter. If that is humanly possible.
Now that have a new Radio. No thanks to Erik! The least you can do is give me some of your Francs!
Erik: I don't have any!
Me: LIAR!
Erik: well…even if I do. Why would I give some to you?
Melissa: Because you totally like Broke the Radio trying to kill the Fop! Who wasn't even there! He's probably dead!
Erik: YaY! (pops out from under the couch and starts singing) Celebrate good times, Come on! Celebrate good times Come on! (stops when he sees Melissa and Me staring at him) Sorry. ill go back under there.
Me: yeah. You do that.
Anyway…
We are now up to the song, "Little Lotte/ The Mirror"
Little Lotte, Let her mind wonder.
Little Lotte thought am I fonder of dolls or of goblins or shoes.
Or of riddles or frocks.
"those picnics in the attic."
Erik: ATTIC! I don't think that they were just having picnics up there!
Me: eww Ya nasty.
Or of Chocolates.
"Father playing the violin."
As we read to eachother, dark stories of the north.
"No what I loved best Lotte Said, is when im asleep in my bed.
Erik: Ah! No my ears! I don't want to hear that!
Melissa: Listen to the song! You idiot!
"and the angel of music sings songs in my head."
Erik: Oh…
"The Angel of Music sings songs in my head."
Erik: WHAT! I do NOT sing songs in his head!
Oh you sang like an Angel tonight.
Erik: I cant believe im saying this but…he's right.
"father said, when im in heaven child I will send the Angel of Music to you, well father is dead Raoul and I have been visited by the Angel of Music."
Oh no doubt of it, and now we go to supper.
"No Raoul."
Erik: That's my girl!
"the angel of Music is very strict."
Erik: Yes I am. Especially when it comes to Fops like him.
Well I shant keep you up late.
"Raoul no!"
you must change, ill order my carriage, two mintutes little lotte.
"No Raoul wait."
Melissa: well at least he leaves the room, when Christine has to change.
Me: unlike some people who stand behind mirrors watching them.
Erik: How'd you know about that? I mean…um…
Melissa: Ha! We've got'cha! We've got you! We got you! Ha ha ha ha!
Erik: Not fair.
A/n: Im going to skip to the "Music of the Night' Because nothing else happened between that time.
"Nighttime Sharpens heightens each sensation, darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses, abandon their defenses. Slowly gently, night unfurls it's splendor, grasp it sense it, tremulous and tender. Turn your face away from the garish light of day, turns your thoughts away from cold unfeeling light."
Melissa: My feet smell bad.
Me: oh thank you!
Melissa: my feet smell really bad.
Erik: I think I knew that, because after all you're feet are in my face!
Melissa: oh…really? (pushes feet more under the couch)
Erik: AHHH! The…smell…is…so…ughh.
Me: Erik? ERIK? ERIK! Melissa I think you killed him.
Melissa: NO! bad feet. (runs away to go to the bathroom)
Erik: Heh, heh, I knew that would get her.
Me: Hey! You were there the whole time!
Erik: True. But I was not lying about the smell, that was horrid.
Me: tee hee, yea that it was. After all she did stick it in my face.
Erik: in your face! She basically shoved it up my nose!
Melissa: hey im back!
"Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar"
Erik: Agh! That cant be me! Can it?
Melissa: im afraid it is, too bad
Erik: damn I suck at high notes.
Me: Ha! We got you into talking 2005!
Erik: you most certainly did not!
Melissa: well that wasn't 2005.
Erik: HA! Point proven.
Jenna: whatever dude.
Erik: ditto
Melissa: OH! That was so present!
Erik: you girls stink…
Well I guess that's all I gots for you guys. Im sorry its just my friend is really busy so we don't get to do phantom of the couch very often. GRR…PLEASE REVIEW FOR ME!