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Here's what's happened since now…

"What were you going to say about that man?" I asked tentatively after a moment.

"… He was the only one that… got away…till tonight anyway. I caught him sneaking around my lair one night. I grabbed my lasso and threw it around his neck. He had his hand at the level of his eyes, darn Giry, and got away from me with nothing but a bad rope burn. But I got him back tonight! I…"

"You have to promise me that you will never murder another human being on this earth unless you have no other choice and it is self defense!"

"Let's not t…"

"Promise me!" I commanded

"Okay fine I promise." That was the first time I kissed the Phantom of the Opera.


We finally broke apart for air. "The cat is probably dead with hunger by now. We should go back." Why did Erik always have to be so logical?

"Your right," I started to get up but my bruises and the fact that my ankle was nearly broken prevented me from walking any where.

"Let me carry you,"

"No I'm too fat. You wouldn't be able to carry me the whole way."

"Yea I guess your right," He said

"Excuse me?" I said

"I'm just kidding!" He said, "Come on. Lay back down so I can pick you up."

"Kay fine. But if you drop me…"

"I know you'll kill the cat right?"

"Well I was actually just going to smack you silly but that sounds like a nice idea."

"If you kill the cat, I'll… do something. I'm not really sure what yet though."

"Right. Come on I want to get home before it rains again." The clouds were getting really dark. (I don't know how they could tell though because it was still dark as pitch. Probably around midnight. I'm the authoress and I can make them have night vision if I want to!)

Sure enough, just as we were leaving, it started to rain.

"Do you want to go back?" Erik asked.

"No, I love the rain. I won't melt or anything."

"I'm not so sure about that."

"Hey!"

"Only joking, only joking!" (I'm not really sure how he knew what she was talking about though because the Wizard of Ozz wasn't even like a book then so yea. But once again, I am the authoress and can make the Wizard of Ozz come long before it's supposed to if I want to!)

I amazed that he never dropped me. The ground was all muddy and slippery, but not once did he even almost drop me! I knew I was in good hands.

When we finally got back to the opera house, I knew there was going to be a flood. The sky showed no sign of stopping the rain, or of moving on to a different part of Paris either. They seemed to be very content where they were. But heck, for all I know, they could be the most uncontent clouds in the universe! I don't speak cloud!

"Will it flood your house?"

"No the foundation of the opera house has no cracks in it and if it does, they are not anything to worry about."

"Okay."

uncomfortable silence

"Do you have any food to feed the cat?" I asked trying to break the silence.

"She can eat table scraps until I can go back into town and get food for her."

"I can get it as soon as you can make me crutches."

"I'm not letting you go back out there unaccompanied any more. Are you crazy?"

"Some times yes,"

"You will not be going back out there alone, am I understood?"

"Yes sir!" I gave him a salute.

"Good. Now what do you want for dinner?"

"Will you stop trying to take my jobs?"

"You are not aloud to work until you are better."

"What ever the cat has."

I was only kidding, but when we got their, He gave the cat this huge gourmet meal and then gave me the same.

"I swear that I was kidding. You didn't need to fix the cat a huge meal just to make me happy."

"Did I make you laugh?"

"Yes,"

"Then it was all worth it."

Aww! He is so cute! How did I ever get along with out him my first 18 years of life?

"You need to go to your room and sleep."

"Are you kidding me? I may never get the chance to be out of my room again the way you run this house! I'm going to spend every minute of it that I can out of there!"

He ended up throwing me over his shoulder fireman style and dumping me, carefully of course, into my bed.


Review, my little chickens! I don't like chickens, they always attack me… mean little buggers.