Author's Note: Book Raoul is completely OOC in this chapter. But I hate him and he seems like a wimp, so I made him a wimp. This chapter can also be described in one word. POINTLESS. And Erik for President, I put you in this chappie as a contestant. I don't know your gender, so if I got it wrong, don't blame. And for anyone else, tell me if you want to be a contestant, ok? Now onto the story.
Disc: Same. I also do not own any of these songs.
"Welcome back to Phantom Idol! You will be very surprised at who our next contestant is!"
In the room:
Erik had just blown off steam by chasing pigeons with his sword. Christine is too busy being pissed about losing 2 francs that he had came back. Raoul was sitting their being pissed because, well, everyone else was pissed.
The door then opens slightly, and a nervous looking blonde man with a moustache steps in.
"Er, hello." he says shakily. Erik peers down at his paper. "Ah, I see you are... RAOUL!"
The judge Raoul then swings out a bat. "What? I didn't poison your coke if that's what your thinking!" he yells out. The contestant Raoul shifts around nervously. "I'm Raoul from the book.. The Phantom of the Opera book." he says.
Raoul from the book's eyes narrow to slits as he recognizes Erik. "YOU! You're the monster that took Christine away from me and trapped us in the torture chamber! I will kill you!"
Erik carelessly pulls a lever from under the table. "Not today, monsieur." he says coolly.
The floor then opens up beneath book Raoul's feet and he slips down into the torture chamber...again.
"Eh? Oh no! Not this place again!" The floor closes up and muffles his shouts.
"Is that legal?" Christine asks. "Probably not, but I killed Raoul and that makes me happy. Oh, and Raoul, before I forget. I actually switched our cokes, so your actually drinking poison. Not me"
"Eh.. Well, to the Emergency Room!" Raoul then skips out of the room and the replacement for Raoul walks in. " What up my home dawgs?"
It is the famous (not really) Randy Jackson!
The next contestant walks in. "Hi, I'm -unknown idenity-, but you can call me Erik for President!"
"Ok, dawg, what are you going to sing for us?"
"I will be singing part of the song 'Whiskey Lullaby'."
She then, in a strong, sweet voice, sings: She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger. She finally drank away his memory. Life is short, but this time it was bigger, than the strength she had to get up off her knees..."
"Thank you, Erik for President. Nice nickname by the way." Erik smirks. " I thought it was great. You have a very good voice. So I say yes." Erik says with finality.
"Thank you." Erik for President says.
I also think you have a very nice, pure voice. So I say yes too." Christine says.
"Welcome to Hollywood, home dawg!" Randy says. Erik for President the skips around with joy.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Finally, Erik for President skips out with the golden ticket to Hollywood.
"Looks like we have some talent here in... wherever we are... but now it is time to move on. Since Raoul has been moved to a hospital in Washington, that is where we will be next on 'Phantom Idol'!
Firmin out."
Well... That is all I've got for right now. Once again, if you want to be a contestant, tell me!
