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Erik sat in his lair, musing over his life. It wasn't going very well at the moment,
you see. His only love had left him for a fop, and his only friend was a persian who seemed to have more sense than him, which did not bode well in Erik's books, for no-one should be better than him, NO-ONE, I SAY...
Speak of the devil, Nadir walked through the door, just when the story was in need of some plot.
"Good morning small cabbage of mars." Said Nadir, Erik looked at him gone out.
"What just happened..." He said.
"Oh, well, I just wanted you to be happy, so I made Nadir have slightly less sense"
Said Padfootbabeinblack
"Well, DON'T" Said Erik "kindly return Nadir to the way he was."
"And what will you do if I don't?"
"I'll.." At this point, Nadir interrupted. "Apple pie and chips!"
Then, Christine appeared, looking slightly dazed, but as she always looked like this, in light of her clinical lack of IQ, this didn't really disturb anyone.
"Hmm, you did this, didn't you, you... voice!" Said Erik.
"Well, the story was lacking in plot, not that it really has any more plot now, I just needed to fill a few lines." Said Padfootbabeinblack, who will from now on be known as Sammy, as she is tired of typing her long and irksome name out so many times.
"Purple monkey dishwasher, NI!" said Nadir.
"Why is there an insane man in Erik's house" Said Christine.
"How about pancakes, oh yes, that will kill the tension." Said Sammy.
"I do not eat, pancakes." Said Erik.
"Fear not Christine for I will save you." Said Raoul.
"For gods sake, he followed me, someone drop a large lighting fixture on him" Said christine.
"Gladly" Said Erik, and a neon sigh sporting the message 'BAR' fell on Raoul.
"..." Said everyone except Nadir, who said "Sporks are fun"
"What, don't look at me like that... I'm all out of chandeliers, no, don't end the chapter like this, no... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
"Combustable elephants."
A/N: Hope you liked it! More will come.