Emily smiled.
"You said you would, and you did. I just can't believe it…"
He snapped her foot back into place.
"Okay, if this doesn't hold, than I'm not Faust the eighth… honestly, Emily. Why won't you believe it? I'm standing right here…"
Emily looked him over.
There Faust was, just… there. The only thing about him was that he looked like… well… creepier. His hair was somewhat pulled back; he tried to make an attempt to comb his hair, and then put on a hat. His black baggy pants were not ripped as usual, just patched. His lab jacket was shinier than usual, and even his sewn-together chest had a certain tinge of some color other than gray to it. His black boots were without blood sprayed upon them; nor were his gloves. His sleeves were rolled down. Even his permanent bags look to be fading!
"Yes, but you look… weird."
"Well, today is the day when I finally meet Eliza in her old body!"
"Well, congratulations! …where should she be?"
"…one that I could touch, and it would respond, instead of me just going through her completely…." Faust mumbled under his breath, grinning.
"Johann Amadeus Faust!"
"Huh? Oh, sorry. I don't know where we could find her."
"You're kidding me."
"Well, she did say something about the Pumpkin Patch…"
Once in the graveyard, the two walked through, calling Eliza's name.
Instead, well, they found-
"Holy shit! Erik Destler!" Faust yelled.
((GOD DAMMIT! FAUST! GET YOUR OWN LINES!
Faust- Oo Well, sor-ry!
YOU'D BETTER BE!))
There sat Erik (The Phantom), sitting on a tombstone, bawling his eyes out.
Faust and Emily walked over (well, I lied. Emily glide-walked) to him.
"Christine…"
(Oogie: JESUS CHRST! This guy has issues!
Kassi: If I remember correctly, you did that when you thought Scarlet died.
Oogie: …NO I DIDN'T!
Announcer: Hey, I did it, too.
Oogie: …with who?
Kassi: Ooh! Who!)
"Hey, are you the Opera Ghost?" Faust said.
"No."
"Liar!" Emily blurted out. She quickly smacked her hand over her mouth, though.
"Why do you ask?"
"Well, because… you were my sister's idol!" Faust said.
"Nobody likes me!"
"Her name's Kelsey…" Faust said, bribing.
"Whoa. That's weird."
"Hah! You are the Opera Ghost!"
"So…?"
"Look, both of us came here with broken hearts. But now when we're here, we have people like us." Emily said.
"And we, sometimes, find the ones we love."
"Sometimes! I've been here for four years -four years- and I still haven't found Christine!"
A ghost glided by. "Hey, Joe."
"Hey, Kelsey."
"Hey! Wait up, Kelsey!" Erik said, getting up from the gravestone and started walking toward Kelsey.
Kelsey turned around and gasped.
"Phantom!"
Erik laughed nervously. "Hey, baby."
Kelsey shot at Erik and hugged him tightly.
Faust and Emily laughed.
Around 9:00, Faust sighed.
"We're never going to find her."
"Oh yes, we are."
"Let's just give up."
"Hey, if Eliza was here, she'd kick your ass for saying that."
"Whoops."
"You'd better be saying that."
The Citizens scream. Everything in its path changed colors, making it look even more dangerous. It started to spread from the fountain at the Town Square, and it was spreading rapidly…
Sorreh for the bad updates…. It's taking me forever with school and all! Oh well, have a good time reading more!