Psychoanalysts: The Phantom of the Opera

by Psychoanalysts

Sisters Antoinette and Madeleine live in an alternate universe Earth, where the world harbors characters of fiction. After reading some phanfiction, they diss all of the phans and decide to psychoanalyze the cast of PotO.

1. Prologue

Prologue

Madeleine lifted her glasses slightly and rubbed her eyes. "Have you finished yet?"

"Not quite." Antoinette glanced at her sister from behind oversized goggles. "This, my dear older sister, is a delicate procedure. It requires patience-"

"I know, I know," her sister sighed (+2 alliteration points). "It's just so boring, sitting around with you doing it all."

"It's not my fault you didn't take the right class in Fiction."

"Yeah, yeah…"

"The prototype is almost done, Maddie, don't worry."

"Don't call me Maddie."

Antoinette rolled her eyes and prodded the mass of wires again, sparks dancing around her tiny pair of tweezers and fizzing out on the protected surface of the table. Flipping it over to reveal a tiny screen, she whipped out a tiny pencil that you'd find coming with a handheld computer and pressed a corner of the screen.

The tiny panel fizzed to life, displaying a large lake. The image soared over the murky depths of the lake and moved up onto the shore, twisting and spiraling until it came to a halt at a solitary figure, pounding away mercilessly at an organ.

"Gotcha."

Author's Note: Hi, real-life Antoinette here. Maddie's upstairs doing her homework, and I, lucky girl that I am, have none. This, being just the prologue, has not explained the premise of the AU universe that this story is set in. I promise that it will be explained in our next chapter. There will not be long Author's Notes in the future, but this is the beginning and requires this info. I'll just give you a little info on us...

My sister, Madeleine, has a different name in reality, as do I. She is my older sister. She has a marvelous sense of humor, an understanding of my odd brain, and is stubbornly true to ALW's Phantom of the Opera because she, unlike I, saw it on stage.

I, Antoinette, am her 'baby sister,' I have a sense of humor (in my opinion) to rival my sister's, and a rather sharp sarcastic attitude.

Some things mentioned by the characters are taken from Letters From the Characters by Lunasariel, and I owe it to this author. I give credit for those things to Lunasariel wholeheartedly, honestly, et cetera.

Alas, this Author's Note must end. So long, farewell, auf wiedersein, goodnight.

(cue the dramatic Phantomy-cape effect at the end of the Graveyard scene in the movie.)