Morlock ran into the library (which used to be a prop room) and announced, "Hey, I just saw Deirdre." Everyone stopped what they were doing, from writing essays on why Raoul is not a wife-beating rapist to attempting to figure out how a safety pin can work to secure 20,000 francs (extra credit from M. Moncharmin and M. Richard) to arguing over who was the better choice for Christine (or, in other words, who is the better lust object, Erik or Raoul?)

"Is she alive?" Janella asked.

Morlock nodded, "Yes, she is, but she seemed a bit off. She kept muttering something about the African sun. I didn't get to talk to here because La Carlotta came sweeping up and announced that she had need of her 'assistant.' She then took Deirdre by the arm and pulled her down the hall."

Janella turned to Stefanine and said, "Pay up. She's alive." Stefanine grumbled, but handed Janella the money. Janella then went around the room to collect from the other people who bet that the Eriks had killed Deirdre.

Eve sighed as she gave up her money. She was so certain that she made the right bet, but Eve supposed she should have been tipped off when the Persian placed a bet that Deirdre would live.

Morlock came and sat down at the table with Eve, Angela Rae, and Catherine. "La Carlotta, huh?" Catherine said as soon as Morlock took her seat.

"Yeah, I guess she decided that it was time to make an appearance. I was wondering why it seemed relatively quiet around here."

"I am surprised that Deirdre wanted to be her assistant." Angela Rae said as she was attempting to twist a safety pin around some francs. She let out a little yelp as the pin flew from her hands and hit M. Reyer (who had stopped by to see what the results of the betting had been). All four girls immediately pretended that they hadn't seen the pin, and ignored M. Reyer's cry of shock.

Morlock leaned over the table and motioned the others come closer. She said in a low voice, "I don't think she had any choice. I think the Eriks made it part of her punishment. She kept looking around at the shadows as if she was scared something would happen to her if she didn't go with Carlotta."

Catherine sat back and whistled. "Wow, the wrath of the Eriks is terrible."

Eve (who had been on the receiving end of the wrath of just one of the Eriks) nodded, "Yes, it is." She then looked at the clock that was perched, rather precariously, on some old stage furniture. "Oh, we have to get to that name seminar, before all the good seats are taken. Terrible anger or not, I still want a close stage seat to see Webber!Erik." The other girls nodded and then they left the library.

Eve entered the auditorium and took note of the score of the Ultimate Opera Ghost Competition. Webber!Erik had gained some ground due to the recent episode with Deirdre, but Leroux!Erik had also gained points because of that same event. Julie had said earlier that no matter what Webber!Erik did, he could never catch up with Leroux!Erik because Leroux!Erik was the original Opera Ghost, and, thus, the best. The fan girls of Webber!Erik took offense at this and their 'discussion' soon turned into a face slapping, hair-pulling fight. Eirk and Bucquet had to separate them.

Eve found a good seat up front and prepared herself to spend the seminar drooling over Webber!Erik. But to her disappointment, none of the Eriks appeared on stage. Mlle. Ariana walked on stage with Erick following in her wake. "Welcome to the To Name or Not to Name: When Are Names Canon seminar. We will start with addressing the naming of the Persian." She gestured to her left and the Persian came walking on.

"I have no canon name. I am simply referred to as 'the Persian' throughout the book. At least, I am hoping that it was just a description based on my nationality and not because my parents named me 'The' and my last name was 'Persian.' Anyway, you may notice that Erik often refers to me as Daroga. That is a professional title, not a name."

"But, I thought your name was Nadir Kahn," called out Aelfwyn Nucristwen.

The Persian looked to the ceiling for a minute and then addressed the students. "Ah, yes. The Nadir angle. While I am most appreciative of Mme. Kay for actually giving me a name and a story…." He suddenly lowered his voice and mumbled something. Eve could not hear all of it, but she did hear "at least in the story…not Ledoux…stupid Andrew Lloyd Webber…stupid Madame Giry…my job!" The Persian then stopped mumbling and continued. "My name is not necessarily Nadir Kahn. I have no objections to writers using this name, but it is not canon. So don't expect me to answer when you call out 'Nadir,'" With that he turned around and walked off the stage.

Mlle. Alaina walked back to the center of the stage. "We were suppose to have Webber!Erik talk about names dealing with him, but he seems to have disappeared… again." A chorus of groans answered this announcement, along with cries of "But I did my hair just for him" and "How is he supposed to hear me sing now?" Erick jumped in front of Mlle. Alaina and began to click his pinchers rapidly. Even though the students don't speak 'scorpion,' they got the basic gist of his message and stopped talking about his namesake.

Mlle. Alaina opened her mouth to speak, when a note floated down from the catwalks above the stage. She caught it in mid air and opened it up. After briefly scanning the contents, Mlle. Alaina looked out over the students and smiled. "Webber!Erik has seen fit to inform me that he has been busy discussing something of great importance with Leroux!Erik." She paused and a frown briefly crossed her face. Eve figured she was thinking what they all were…two mentally unstable geniuses collaborating together did not bode well. But the frown quickly disappeared and Mlle. Alaina continued

"He has written down a few notes that he wishes me to convey to you. Even though he is going by the name Erik at OPA, he is never mentioned as having a name in the musical. So if you wish to write a post musical story, make sure you incorporate some way to explain how Christine and other characters know his name. Or you will be punjabbed. He does not have a last name, so if you make one up, make sure it is decent and there is an acceptable story behind it. Or be punjabbed. In fact, the basic point of his note is to do what he says or be punjabbed." As soon as she finished speaking, maniacal laughter was heard, echoing throughout the auditorium. It slowly began to fade and then it was silent.

The silence was then broken by slight dinging sounds. Everyone looked up at the Ultimate Opera Ghost competition scoreboard. Apparently threatening notes and maniacal laughter were key points in being the Ultimate Opera Ghost because Webber!Erik's score increased enough that it was within two points of Leroux!Erik's.

A cry of "YES!" rang out. The students decided that they had somewhere else better to be than the auditorium when Leroux!Erik realized his lead was in great jeopardy. They ran out of the auditorium, keeping a close eye on areas that could conceal an Opera Ghost bent on increasing his score.

A/N: On a note of applications. OFUM at it's peak had over 500 students enrolled. OPA only has around 20 so as a result we, the authoresses, have decided that enrollment will be open until the end of OPA. Please remember that signing up through a review constitutes an instant punjabbing.