fans have asked me to slow up. Don't be too harsh My on me though, I'm pretty new to this. Oh, and, by the way, COMING SOON! What would happen if Raoul found a pair of men's boxers in Christine's things? La Carlotta, You gave the best review. She told me to keep writing or else. Everyone else, you know who you are and you rock. Thank you for all the wonderful reviews!
At this point in time, Raoul is being hung out the window of the train by an enraged Erik, while Christine makes oddly frugal attempts to stop him. The chorus girls are practicing Hannibal on the dining table and the managers are eagerly waiting for Joseph Buquet to pick the lock on the wine cupboard. Piangi is dancing around singing "I'm single again!" over and over. Everyone else is lying around on the couches, watching Raoul screaming for his life.(it's quite amusing you know!)
1 hour later...
Raoul is pulled in because Erik's arms are tired. His hair looks like a 'fro and Christine is laughing her head off. The phantom decided to stick Raoul on the chandelier in the dining cart to get out of the way. He and Christine then retreated to a broom closet. The managers are slouched behind the on-train bar with a chorus girl in one hand and a bottle in the other. The Masqueraders have taken to punctuating every sentence someone says with "Masquerade!"
Piangi and his squidjee midget friend are debating the spelling of Carlotta's last name.
"Giudicelli!"
"Masquerade!"
"Guidicelli!"
"Masquerade!"
"Giudicelli!"
"Masquerade!"
"Guidicelli!"
"Masquerade!"
Etcetera, etcetera.
Back in some French railroad town,
A crowd has gathered around something that just rolled into town. It looks like half of a very expensive train. Anyone who tries to get on it comes out screaming something about the baying dog of Satan. Suddenly, out of the train comes an over made-up Italian woman. She is looking rather green and is holding a bottle of cooking sherry in one hand. She hiccupped, then said, "yay! An audience!" She opened her mouth wide, and the sound which then issued from her mouth sent the crowd running, screaming for cover.
Back on the Grand European ½, It was getting dark. Someone had the brilliant Idea to lace the Masquerader's martinis with Tylenol pm. They were out like a light, sprawled o the floor. Erik had fallen asleep on one of the couches and Christine had fallen asleep with her head on his chest. Raoul was sitting on the chandelier still. The managers and their dual girlfriends had fallen asleep behind the bar.
AN: I apologize! Somehow the end of this chappie got deleted and I need to finish it.
Everything is quiet……
Until…
THE ATTACK OF THE OBSESSIVE PHAN GIRLS!