Lauren- HA!
Erik- Ha what?
Lauren- Ha ha.
Erik- Yes I know ha but what are you haing about?
Lauren- Good question.
Erik-…
Lauren- I have come up with an idea!
Christine- An idea for what?
Lauren- A story of course Hi-C!
Christine-Who's Hi-C?
Lauren-Read my profile and you will understand. Anyway, first, disclaimer. Who wants to do the bloody disclaimer? Erik! You first.
Erik- I shall say as the disclaimer Lauren owns Phantom of the Opera so will the authorities please get her out of my sight.
Lauren-…..OO hey That's not true!
Disclaimer-No own nuttink but plot and the 4 other ballerina girls besides Meg.
Lauren- On with the story!
Erik- Run while you still can!
Summary-
Madame Giry, Firmin, Andre are going on a trip to view other opera houses. In there stead is Carlotta whom is to take care of all issues at the opera house. She assumes she will have strict command over all! Meg Giry thinks otherwise.
Chapitre Un: Ainsi Elle Pense…(So She Thinks)
"What?" Meg Giry sat wide-eyed listening to her mother's words.
"I said that while Monsieur Firmin, Monsieur André, and I are going away for a few or two to view other opera houses. Carlotta will be given control over Opéra Populaire for the time being."
"But Maman…"
"No buts Little Meg. You are to follow her commands as if it is I who am giving them to you."
Meg new better then to argue with her mother any more then she had already done. "Yes Maman." She hung her head solemnly in defeat.
The following day Meg grimaced as she sat listening to Carlotta screaming her lungs away. That morning, Meg had watched her mother, along with Monsieur Firmin and Monsieur André, ride away in the hansom that had picked them up. Now she was listening to what was supposed to be a fairly well known opera, but due to the fact Carlotta was singing it in her terrible screechy voice, no one had the slightest idea what it was.
Meg felt a nudge from her best friend, Genevieve. Genevieve was a very slim and light-hearted girl with a brilliant sense of humor. She motioned her head to follow her and a few other girls that were beginning to slowly work there way down the aisle without being seen by the pterodactyl on stage. With a quick glance at Carlotta to make sure she was thoroughly wrapped up in her squawking, Meg made her way gracefully down the aisle.
A few minutes later they had all made it through the doors without Carlotta noticing. There were four other girls there besides Meg. There was her best friend Genevieve, then one of the quieter yet smarter girls, Eloise. Next to Eloise, there was the jokester of the group Alavda. She was always coming up with little ideas to start laughter. Lastly, there was Charlene. She was a very petite girl, but she had a fire in her that led her to be a wonderful leader or organizer of events. She was the one who had led the group outside.
"What has your mind been scheming up, Charlene?" Alavda gave her a slight smirk. Eloise nodded her head slightly acknowledging that she, too, was curious of what was going on.
Charlene gave a quick glance at the door before starting. "Carlotta is supposedly going to be managing all affairs at the opera house for a week or so, correct?" Everyone gave a quick look to Meg. Because her mother was one of the coordinators at the opera house, Meg new almost everything that was going on, so when looking for information most people looked to her. She gave a quick nod to them all indicating that this was true. Charlene continued, "During these weeks, she is going to cause us hell with her atrocious voice stupidity." She stopped a moment as everyone thoughtfully nodded. "So, I was figuring that we should give her a small dose of what she is putting us through."
Alavda's smile had grown extremely wide at that notation. "I love the way you think, Charlene."
"I would need all of your help, of course, so only if you are all willing to cooperate and not inform Carlotta of this, will we be able to complete our task." Everyone gave the decision a tad bit of though before unanimously agreeing. With a small hint of a smile Charlene began to assign people to there task. "Alavda, you need to come up with anything that could be used to get back at Craplotta. Then inform Eloise of it. Tell her every detail of it. Eloise," She turned to Eloise who snapped into attention awaiting the task being laid before her. "You will figure out when to begin the attack, and how to do it exactly if need be. You, Meg, have access to storage do you not?" Meg gave a quick nod of assent. "Then you will get any items that we may need."
"What will Genevieve do?" Meg looked from her friend to Charlene. She would have to refuse if Genevieve would not be able to participate in this momentous occasion.
Charlene smiled. "You, Genevieve, have the most important job of keeping us out of trouble. You must distract Carlotta so we may commence our operation. Are you all going to help me?"
It was not a very hard decision to make. Carlotta would be like a plague to all of them these next couple of weeks so they might as well fight fire with fire. "Oui!" they all cheered in unison quietly so as not to be heard.
ERIKS POV
I was thinking of how to quickly end La Carlotta's span at my opera house once again as she tried to sing with screeching failure, but my eye quickly focused in on the back of the room that drew me away from these pleasant ideas. Five of the opera girls were slowly making there way out of the theatre, being notice by no one but me. With curiosity settling into me, I swiftly made my way toward them to see what they were up to.
"…way you think, Charlene." I got close enough to where I was able to hear them but none of them had a clue I was there. They were five ballerina rats. One was Alavda. He had taken notice of her name due to the fact that it was the one most used by Madame Giry when it came to disciplining. Three others he was not sure of, then there was Little Meg, Madame Giry's only daughter. What is she up to now?
"I would need all of your help, of course, so only if you are all willing to cooperate and not inform Carlotta of this, will we be able to complete our task." The smallest of the group spoke boldly, taking lead over the group. I continued to stay quiet trying to figure at what they were up to.
"Alavda, you need to come up with anything that could be used to get back at Craplotta. Then inform Eloise of it. Tell her every detail of it. Eloise, you will figure out when to begin the attack, and how to do it exactly if need be. You, Meg, have access to storage do you not? Then you will get any items that we may need." Ah-hah! So this was what they were up to. They were trying to get back at La Carlotta for putting them through the misery of her singing.
"What will Genevieve do?" Little Meg had questioned the petite danseur.
"You, Genevieve, have the most important job of keeping us out of trouble. You must distract Carlotta so we may commence our operation. Are you all going to help me?" I must admit she was a very strong influencer so it did not surprise me when they all agreed upon the idea of torturing. I would have to keep watch on this small group of mischievous children. Especially Little Meg. I would need to inform Madame Giry of Little Meg's doings once she came back.
People began to flood out of the auditorium as they were finally released from La Carlotta's grasp. The five comrades molded quickly into the flood of people so as to look as if they had been in the theatre, listening to Carlotta the entire time. I gave a small smile before I turned on my heal and traipsed away.
OOOOOOOO
Lauren-Short yes, but I can live with 1,300 something or another words. Traipsed is a funny word
Christine-…I'm not in this story
Lauren- No, you'd already gone off with Raoul, the evil fish face. Don't worry though; you're in my next one.
Christine- and what would that be about?
Lauren-What would have happened in the Phantom of the Opera (ALW version) if you were a…wait a minute! I'm not giving it away yet.
Christine- VV Awww…Oh well!
Erik- No flames please. She's quite odd when it comes to those accursed things, but she welcomes constructive criticism with open arms.
Lauren- R&R for the sake of the little peoples. points to oompa loompas